SEONGJOONG (A/B/O) *MATURE*

"Just the Beginning"

By Yeo_Mama

OR: Hongjoong realizes that pregnancy really, really sucks when it puts a barrier between his and Seonghwa's relationship. But adapting is key, and his boyfriend is a master at compromising.

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!✋🚨

-Foreplay-Cunnilingus -Fingering-Boyp*ssy

If you do not like it, do not read it! 🚨You have been warned!🚨

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Weekends meant rest. Meaning no schedules. No waking up early. And no frequent hustle and bustle as they prepared for upcoming promotions, though most of the heavy lifting had been finished before Hongjoong's middle looked like a bee sting gone wrong. But still, weekends were always sacred within the dorms, no matter the reason. Especially to the reigning head couple as a moment of peace meant sex. And lots of it.

San would always drift over to Wooyoung's room, and Mingi would leave to game with Yunho and Yeosang. It was the perfect setup to conspire for a long day of lounging. One preferably naked and between each other's legs. And that's just what they planned to do.

The pants were always the first to come off.

Seonghwa's hands toyed at the false waistband of his jeans, undoing the button before sliding up the curve of his belly until he met the edge of a nylon hem. He peeled it down slowly, kissing the Omega's taunt skin as he went. Hongjoong sighed at the feeling, digging his hands into his Alpha's hair and the pillow behind him; body humming with anticipation. Together they worked in tandem to remove the elaborate garment, courtesy of their stylists (Hongjoong had outright stolen the pair after a shoot). He lifted his hips up so the fabric could be pulled from his legs, including underwear and all.

Seonghwa wasted no time slotting himself against his bare heat, offering a clothed knee. The Omega keened at the friction, happily working himself against his boyfriend as he fiddled with the bottom of his shirt. The Alpha seemed to catch onto the hint and promptly removed the fabric, gasping as Hongjoong's hands were on him in an instant. He felt him up shamelessly, dragging palms over rounded pecs and down ab lines. He squeezed at the sides of the elder's slender waist, a direct contrast to his own puffy middle and widened hips. And he couldn't help but also dip underneath the thin material of his lounge pants, cupping where he knew it was sensitive. He relished in the broken moan Seonghwa let out, kneading and rubbing to hear more.

Soon elbows were dropped and lips embraced his own, his Alpha's body pressed against him like a weighted blanket. They clicked together like two pieces of the same puzzle, only made for each other. Seonghwa kissed at every inch of exposed skin he could reach, making Hongjoong squirm and gasp into his mouth. Burning kisses were seared into his jawline. His collar bones. The point of his shoulder where his blouse pooled over, leaving tan skin bare for his boyfriend's pleasure.

Seonghwa eventually just settled on his neck, nuzzling along the columns with the tip of his nose. He was hesitant to lave over his glands, both swollen and tender from pregnancy, especially now that he was slowly creeping towards eight months. Yet Hongjoong mewled at the brief contact, harshly scraping at the hard planes of his naked back in some semblance to keep himself grounded. He felt like a live wire as goosebumps traced his arms and legs, trembling when lapping turned to gentle sucking.

His Alpha hummed at the rush of fragrant florals that drenched his tongue, laced with cream that only the promise of a baby could entail. He circled around the area, canines grazing and leaving Hongjoong on the brink of dropping. For the connotations alone had him whimpering and pushing his neck up right where he wished for those teeth to sink in; binding them forever.

The couple yearned to be officially mated, but were a bit out of sorts as the traditional way of approaching marriage and mating was currently all over the place for them. Typically, a baby would come after the events of a wedding night. But crazy schedules, faulty suppressants, and synced cycles just happened to push it to the front of the line. And with looming comeback promotions, there wasn't any time right now for his Alpha to even think of purposing.

It had been planned though, just sometime in the future after everything calmed back down. Management had suggested it would be better to keep things under wraps until Hongjoong was back in commission and could break the news to the public. As an unmarried, unmated couple, things were bound to cause team backlash, even though the pair had planned to stay together before the events of the Omega's pregnancy took place. It was just precautionary work to keep everyone safe. They would take an active hiatus to make up for what they had lost once all of this baby nonsense was out in the open.

Still, Seonghwa had talked it over with him many times, the idea of mating. He liked to hint at the promise of a romantic honeymoon, laying out all the things he wanted to do with him, most including a bed. His boyfriend would then kiss at his neck, leaving hickeys dark enough to make Hongjoong's instincts crave for an actual bite. And he was doing just that right now, the fucking tease.

The Alpha had grown bold and began nipping, putting more force behind each motion until his neck was red and practically throbbing. The Omega's body was quick to respond to the attention, blossoming open like a flower for his boyfriend. His chest ached, his thighs clenched. The fabric pressed against him left his skin feeling like pins and needles. But Seonghwa only hastened his actions, clearly intent on leaving a mark, and bringing him to the stars. He bit and pulled with ferocity, continuing to do so as Hongjoong's hips quickened against his knee; his rhyme growing erratic.

The Omega panted loudly, starting to feel the strain in his lower back as he chased for release; the weight on his front hindering his movement. Though, all he had to do was whimper "Hwa" and a hand was easily sneaking down to help him out; sliding home. Seonghwa's fingers toyed at the pink bud between his legs, rubbing in time with his mouth as he alternated between circling and stroking his tender clit.

Hongjoong let out a moan, squeezing his eyes shut. He immediately grabbed onto his Alpha's wrist, needing more. A knowing finger traveled down the seam of his lips, all the way to the bottom where he was starting to make a mess. The Omega whined, rocking back to urge the digit in, but Seonghwa merely glided up and down his folds; coating his skin. He could feel how he smiled into his neck, unexpectedly switching sides to abuse his other gland.

When his middle finger finally dipped in, Hongjoong nearly crumbled. His thighs clamped around the feeling, sucking him in even further as his boyfriend pet the pulsing walls of his cunt; cursing underneath his breath. It didn't take long for him to start moving, going fast and hard and jostling Hongjoong's body along with it, making him cry out as he clung to his forearms. Arousal poured out of him like a facet, drenching his Alpha's fingers. The sounds alone made him weak; head spinning at the stickiness.

Seonghwa added another finger in without warning, repeatedly pushing up to the knuckle so his Omega cried and squirmed underneath him; clit throbbing. He groaned into his neck, flipping his hand up so Hongjoong could easily buck into the heel of his palm. His hips moved on their own, a breathy yes, yes, yes building in his throat as a swirling knot burned in his tummy. He couldn't keep his hands to himself, touching anything and everything to push himself over the edge. His bump. The prominent curve of his chest. His nipples. Where Seonghwa fucked into him so good.

A simple brush over his clit had him twitching, muscles instinctively coiling up. He was a loaded gun ready to be fired, and he urged his Alpha to do just that; clawing at his shoulders to egg him on. He felt him quickly curl his fingers up, just the tips, right where he needed; scratching and prodding insistently.

The Omega could barely hold on as his world went black.

Everything went quiet for a moment, this impending doom rolling through his body; like waiting for impact. His ears rang with a tinny silence. They rang and rang until finally, the waves of pleasure crashed against his shore, bathing him in cold and Hongjoong came with a sharp gasp. He could practically feel each and every one of his hairs stand on edge; toes curling as he orgasmed. Seonghwa groaned, biting down at his shoulder as he continued to push him through the moment, feeling him flutter and contract around his digits.

The Omega scrambled to hold onto the bed sheets, legs shaking with intensity; skin prickling. Just as quickly as the feeling had come, it was gone, but the heat of the moment still remained. At least for the Alpha above him. Hongjoong was instead being faced with a rather startling realization as the world around him turned sour. His breathing hadn't even settled down before it was picking back up again, but not from the efforts of a building climax.

If only it were for that reason.

The more the elder touched him, the more he suddenly wanted to unzip his skin. Everything felt very tight and suffocating, Seonghwa's body only adding to the fire. His boyfriend was hot. Unbearably so, and the heat was making his abrupt frustration grow. Rapidly. Even with the ceiling fan on, Hongjoong was already sweating in places he shouldn't be, which was not flattering.

Was this a hot flash? Mood swing? A delayed epiphany? He just felt so gross for no apparent reason at all. And sensitive. So so sensitive. The pressure on his neck was starting to become uncomfortable, bordering on painful. And the once pleasant tingle of Seonghwa's pants shifting against him had since faded. So had his fingers. Now every touch felt like he was being rubbed raw by sandpaper.

He was swollen, sweaty, and sick of being pregnant. The three S's of hell had finally hit in a triple combo and he wasn't having any of it. A child. His boyfriend. Even sex. He didn't want anything to do with the mere thought of them.

Hongjoong immediately went limp, becoming nothing more than a rag doll as an ick fell over him. Though, a hint of shame lingered at the edges as well. The Alpha above him seemed to finally notice his lack of response as he pulled back from his neck. Although, Hongjoong was sure it was rather from the drastic shift in his scent. His boyfriend had probably just gotten a mouthful of rotten marigolds, if his twisted expression was anything to go by. But he still didn't give him any time to recover as he was already shoving at his chest, forcing him to move.

"Off."

Seonghwa looked at him, appearing stunned by the sudden command. But the Omega wasn't playing any games and continued to shoo him away.

"Off, off, OFF!"

He was growing more and more frantic by the minute, nearly on the verge of a meltdown. His boyfriend instantly put space between them, leaning back on his knees, but his look of confusion had Hongjoong reeling.

He should know what he did! A little voice in his head screamed, yet part of him knew that he didn't. A tiny, insignificant part that was rapidly being shrouded over by rage, but it was still there. Hell, even he had no idea what was going on! His boyfriend had every right to be perplexed by his weird ass behavior! Something in Hongjoong just wanted to be mad about it all, whatever "it" may be. Yet he was also feeling incredibly emotional and-wait. The Omega patted at his cheeks, finding them damp. Why was he crying?!

"Joongie-"

"This fucking baby is ruining everything!"

He wailed, slamming his fists onto the mattress below; chest growing tight. These stupid hormones were making it hard to do anything but give up!

"I can't even have sex with my boyfriend!"

Tears fell down his face and he wiped them away angrily, thoroughly annoyed with his own body. Seonghwa could only coo.

"Pregnancy is all about adapting, honey."

His Alpha reached out for him, but Hongjoong quickly shot down the affection. He didn't want any kind of contact. His skin felt like it was buzzing.

"Don't touch me!"

He snapped, making the elder's hands shoot up in surrender.

"How can I help you then, Joong?"

His boyfriend reasoned, looking at him softly. Yet the Omega could barely get a breath in to properly answer, his nose being terribly clogged. And anytime he tried to open his mouth, all he could do was choke back a cry.

"I want a popsicle. A-And another fan. And-"

Oh god, and there he was getting overwhelmed again. Hongjoong flapped his hands around as he tried to think of what he needed, but couldn't find the right words. Even thinking was hard when it felt like he was positively drowning on nothing.

His chest heaved, leaving him to sound like a dying fish. He felt embarrassed by it, so he just openly sobbed; mouth gaping, face red. He probably put a toddler's meltdown to shame.

"Hey, breathe! It's okay! I'll get you whatever you want!"

Seonghwa hurried to soothe him, trying to catch his eyes. When he failed, a strong wave of vanilla and bergamot was pushed his way instead, wrapping around him like a comforting embrace. Although, it made his glands itch. Violently. Or rather, the loose collar around them had never felt rougher.

Hongjoong clawed at his neck, needing the offending fabric gone. Right now. His fingers fumbled over the array of buttons, slipping and unable to properly grasp the shiny plastic in his haste. His panic only grew the more he failed. Seonghwa swiftly got the memo as he took over, carefully pushing his hands away. With practiced ease, the Alpha stripped him of the blouse, untangling his arms from the cotton as the Omega felt like he could finally breathe. He melted into the sheets, tears ceasing as he huffed; the room falling silent. He rolled over when the dampness of his own sweat irked him, moving to his boyfriend's side. The chill that greeted him was nice and Hongjoong sighed, feeling okay for the moment. Seonghwa just watched him quietly, making sure he was settled before cocking his head with a certain look. Maybe concern? A little bit of fondness?

"How about that popsicle?"

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"Feeling better?"

Hongjoong hummed, eagerly licking off the remaining syrup from the little wooden sticks in his hold. He'd just spent the last ten minutes feasting on his promised popsicle; orange flavored and a twin pop.It was truly the best of both worlds. He didn't didn't even offer to share. His Alpha was fully capable of getting his own if he wanted one.

Feeling more like himself, he settled back against the headboard, propped up on pillows. The elder had brought in an electronic fan, the rush of freezing cold air directed right at him. He honestly felt like he was in paradise now.

"Okay, let's talk then."

His Alpha suddenly spoke up, moving to sit right in front him, so they could maintain eye contact. And talk they did.

Hongjoong wasn't exactly in the mood for this discussion, revolving around their relationship, but he knew it had to be brought up sooner or later. His previous meltdown couldn't just go left unsaid.

They talked of his boundaries, or more so establishing new ones now with his pregnancy coming to a close. The Omega spoke of his unease on being touched, claiming he got overstimulated once Seonghwa started a myriad of kissing and touching all at the same time. Although, the conversation flew by rather quickly as his boyfriend was instant to agree on all of his newfound needs and concerns; promising to adapt without faltering. "Anything you say goes" as the Alpha liked to put it. He really did score the best significant other he could ask for, didn't he?

"Now, are you still up for spending all day in bed? Or would you like to go cuddle and watch a movie instead?"

Seonghwa had since moved to lay beside him, casually combing through the Omega's hair when he'd asked him to do so.

Hongjoong thought about his question, pondering it over silently. There was still a twinge of need sitting deep within his belly, slowly becoming more prominent, or rather annoying, as he calmed back down. A gentle pulsing also started up between his legs the more he thought it out, making his cheeks flush red. A wave of candied flowers wafted off of him; hot, fresh, and completely unannounced. He didn't even need to look to know that Seonghwa's pupils had dilated from the heady aroma. The thought made him squirm, naked thighs rubbing together.

"N-No. I want you."

He whined all breathy as he looked to his Alpha desperately; eyes rounding out.

"Then use me."

And so Hongjoong took control. He ordered his boyfriend around, only approaching him when he deemed his position right. He stripped him down to nothing, finally removing his pants and underwear that had been on for way too long. The Omega eagerly planted himself atop his chest, getting comfortable as he readjusted his hips; scooting up until he could feel Seonghwa's breath ghost over his mound. He grabbed at the headboard in front of him, abandoning one hand in favor of sinking it down into a sea of raven strands; gripping tightly.

"Stick your tongue out, but don't touch."

He ordered, bouncing lightly. His Alpha could only smile underneath him, easily obeying as he offered his tongue up for the Omega's own pleasure. Hongjoong smirked.

He immediately got to work, rubbing and sliding against the elder's mouth. Seonghwa would flatten, harden, or suck with his direction, though, he seemed to understand what he wanted without being told. The Omega just moved his body to where he deemed fit, huffing and panting at the feeling. He didn't realize how quickly he was becoming worked up until he was practically smothering his boyfriend's face with his pussy; driving his tongue in deeper, grinding along his nose. The Alpha didn't seem to mind, merely groaning instead. The vibrations had Hongjoong's breath shuddering, spine bowing underneath the heavy weight of his middle.

He was working himself faster and faster, drawing closer to the edge. The Omega grabbed at his boyfriend's hands, placing them on his sides. He knew he wanted to feel him move as he grew extra squirmy; hinting at his looming climax. Seonghwa moaned at the contact and only fucked him open harder, instantly filling the room with his obscene noises.

The bed creaked as Hongjoong frantically rocked his hips back and forth, shaking and slamming up against the wall. He didn't care as he gasped and cried, letting himself be excessive and loud with his own voice. The dorm was empty for a reason, and it only spurred Seonghwa on even more. He lapped and licked like it was his last meal, nursing at his clit while the Omega screamed, immediately sitting down on his Alpha's face as his second orgasm of the day ripped through him. The elder's mouth continued to help him through it until Hongjoong eventually pulled himself away; knees shaking with effort.

His head lolled back with a sigh, warmly threading his fingers back into his Alpha's dark hair as his body turned to mush. He noticed Seonghwa sneak a fleeting kiss to his inner thigh, his face shiny with the Omega's lust and a beaming smile. Hongjoong simply felt like he was on cloud nine.

"I could get used to this."

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Author's Note: I don't even know where this came from...I never write smut. Why this even good???

Fluffy content will immediately resume after this rather unexpected update! I gotta post chapter two of "Burning Up" before my Senior year starts!

Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!