“God, I’d love to take you somewhere private and put you in your place right now,” the alpha looks at Jimin like he’s in awe.
Jimin’s skin heats up the minute those words leave the alpha’s mouth. He’d love that too. He’d love for him to show him who’s in charge, to fuck him hard until he cries and forgets about anything else that isn’t this alpha’s cock.
“Do you think I’d let you?”
“I think I’d make you feel so good you wouldn’t have a choice but to keep that pretty little mouth shut.”
“I’m not a very docile omega, you know.”
“I’ll teach you how to be docile, sweetheart.”
Or, 28-year-old omega Jimin, father of one, can’t find an alpha good enough to satisfy him until he meets 21-year-old alpha frat boy Jungkook.
Jungkook meets Taehyung in a dirty club with terrible music and harsh lights that color his skin blue.
Jungkook has just started feeling lonely when he meets Taehyung, who seems to have been lonely his entire life.
Jimin has worked in the Blood Brothel for a long time, he's had his fair share of clients, knows how to do his job and what to expect from his customers.
That's why it is to him a shock when he gets a boner from being bitten by one of their new clients, Yoongi.
Taehyung is infuriating and Jungkook's always been easy to rile up. Which isn't the best combination, but also isn't the worst, either.
(or: Taekook as hockey fuckboy rivals)