Dear lovely readers, listen to me carefully...

While reading this chapter, you can do anything and everything but promise me that you won't scratch the walls. It would hurt your fingers, trust me💜.

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Their lips seemed eager to brush together, hooking each other's tongue to break apart the closed path and surveying the mouth caves more deeply. Jungkook whined against those plush lips that weren't opening no matter how many times he bit over the lower lip.

Taehyung's jaw was clenched, using all of his willpower to clamp his lips together. The anger surged in his body, the vision of an unconscious omega flashed behind his closed eyelids and the blood started to boil in his veins, spreading all over his arms. He used his strength and tightened his grip around the omega's waist to hoist him up from his lap.

Jungkook's lower stomach felt the swooning butterflies when his body became weightless for moments till his back touched the mattress. His head rolled over the pillow to brace his vision, chest inhaling the excessive air around his lips.

But soon, his vision was covered by the Alpha who hovered above him, his heavy gaze locking down his limbs in one place. When Jungkook's gaze zeroed on the red lips, dripping with his saliva, his hands started to tremble beside his body. His palms spread across the stoic arms on which the Alpha was holding his entire weight. His fingers felt the temperature difference almost instantly, his cold fingers ran over the burning skin of the Alpha in a soothing manner.

His pupils dilated when the Alpha's tongue peeked out and swiped off his saliva. His wide eyes measured the distance between their faces; if only he could pursue the strength to lift his face, then he could be rewarded by that soft touch once again. His nails ploughed inside the arms of the Alpha to let his hands grip over something. He heightened his chin and sank his chest to push his face, but just before he could feel the touch, the Alpha turned his head away.

The omega's head fell back on the pillow and the urge to hide inside the mattress increased. However, the desire of his shivering body won as he spoke, “ My stomach… is still hurting.”

The Alpha looked back at his face with sharp hooded eyes, “It should be. Fate gives punishment to those who don't protect their honour.” He felt the nails scratching his biceps as the omega whimpered against his parted lips.

Vulnerable eyes focused on the Alpha's lips, pleading with a whisper, “Won't you heal me?”

Taehyung lowered his arms beside the omega's head, his elbows bearing the weight but still kept his body away from touching the omega. Jungkook's eyes fell closed when the Alpha breathed just above his lips, “And how can I do that?”

His eyes were glinting with unfulfilled need when the omega opened his eyes, making the Alpha's muscles contract to remain in one place. Jungkook's weightless hands brushed past his arms and rested above his shoulder as he shook his head in response, “I don't know how…all I know is that only you can.”

The omega's hair was sprawled all over the pillow, so Taehyung was careful when he rested his cubit over it, “And what if I choose not to.” He watched when those glinting eyes filled with fear and then started to brim with water. The hands slipped down to his chest, resting just above his scar and eyes staring right into him as if wanting him to take his words back.

But then the omega breathed out and looked down, eyes moving in between their bodies but not meeting the enchanting gaze above him, “Then I will wait…wait till you decide to have mercy on me.” The omega said the words above an audible whisper but the Alpha's attention was already withered at the moment when those orbs hid from his gaze.

His brows pinched when he found the omega's lips still moving to form some sounds but his ear couldn't pick one and all. All he could see were those eyes leaving his gaze and lashes resting down to his cheeks. To stop the incoherent babbling of the omega, he moved his other hand to grab his chin and hauled his face upwards till he found the omega's dilated gaze again, “ Don't hide.”

Jungkook doesn't know how open the Alpha wants him. His body was already writhing under him, but he chose not to argue about it. His shoulders cowered, making more space in between their bodies. He was about to speak how cruel the Alpha was for tormenting him like this but his parted lips left the purpose of talks when the Alpha lowered his face and merged his lips in between his own.

The grip around his chin was still there, guiding his face alongside the moving lips. His own hands fisted the tank top of the Alpha, to have something to ground himself. But then the Alpha started to lower his body and all of Jungkook's sanity left his soul as his lips inhaled an inaudible gasp when he felt the warm weight above his body.

Their legs were weaving another story of intimacy, and Jungkook didn't want to think about the positions because his entire body was under the calming weight of the Alpha. He welcomed the tongue prodding against his lower lip, unashamed mewls whispering out of his mouth when their tongues brushed and entwined in between each other.

His eyes rolled behind his closed eyelids, chest reaching high to catch enough air just so the brushing didn't stop. His hands unclasped the fists and caressed the Alpha's chest before wrapping around his nape. His fingers threaded in between the dark locks, toes pressing against the Alpha's sole when he felt a suction above his tongue, eager lips drinking whatever his mouth had to offer.

Taehyung finally lowered all of his weight above the omega, chest pressing his upper body down, the lower one locking the movements of his hips and legs. The Empress became entirely pliant under him; his heart was beating inside his throat, and the Alpha was tasting his heartbeats impatiently.

The more Jungkook's shoulders wanted to push his body up, the more his arms pulled the Alpha down on his body. Not even a sliver of thread could enter between their bodies as they shared the kiss breathlessly. His lips felt the burn when his lower lip got tugged down by the sharp canines, wafting a groan out of him. His fingers clutched the black locks in return and swallowed down the heavy grunt of the Alpha just above his tongue.

The trembling fingers caressing his lower nape were driving the Alpha insane. It wasn't the touch but the force with which the Empress kept pulling his face to not stop the kissing, mewling under his lips whenever he let the omega breathe for some moment. Their lips were swollen from the front now but the hazy thoughts crumbled down to continue the notions till the blood burst out from them. 

Taehyung has made the mistake of letting his tongue survey the taste of the Empress, the sweet nectar oozing out for him at each brush. Should he stop himself? But the omega was still in pain, wasn't he? Should he move his body before he crushed the omega? But the omega has accepted the weight of his body too pliantly, not a fragment of discomfort in the air.

So he kept drinking those moans that left the omega's lips with each burning gasp. It wasn't any addiction. No. It was the starvation that he held in the depths of his body, the starvation that he needed to hide for the serenity of his Empire, his wolf and him.

He would have suppressed it more till his wait exceeded the boundaries of dignified patience and nobility, but then the omega made it difficult with his humble approaches and quiet demands, and then, his own giving nature didn't help him uphold his decisions for long. He should have felt defeated against these lips, but the more his tongue spreads and collects the taste, the more his chest heaves in pride.

Now that his body found a place to slide and lay halfway on the mattress beside the omega and halfway weighing his body down, he found his hands freed to roam around the body beneath him. He used his right one to glide over the omega's shoulder blades before cupping his nape to keep his face hoisted up against his lips and the left one slipped down from the omega's chin and travelled down to the exposed shoulder.

The audacious fingers brushed past the exposed shoulder, reaching down to caress the collarbones. Their lips were clinging together, not separating to give each other the space their aching lips craved for. Jungkook's body shuddered under the Alpha as his stomach took a leap and then flipped before floating in between when that caressing hand roamed down to the swell of his chest.

The material of the shirt was thick but the roaming fingers made him feel more bare than ever. His lungs breathed out the air, making his chest shrink in size, but it only gave more space to the hand to reach further down. His stomach coiled the heat of his stimulated body, and his lips pushed a pitiful moan at the back of his throat.

It should be embarrassing, gut-wrenching to sound so inhuman, but then he swallowed another groan that fell off the Alpha's lips when his palm spread across the omega's waist. Jungkook tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids remained shut, only allowing them to shake in the dark. He used his hands to find something where he could force his focus and distract his mind, which was pushing him to the abyss.

But he finds nothing, one hand spreading over the Alpha's shoulder blade while the other lands on the pillow with a thud, “Nngh Alpha, my stomach mnh-” He tried to use his tongue to form some words but the Alpha concealed them right there with his mouth. However, the Alpha's roaming hand spread over the span of his stomach and kept it there for a while.

It stimulated the scorching warmth under his skin, forcing it down further and further. Jungkook buoyed up his hips to stop the movement of the hand when it started to move away from his stomach. But then he heard a sharp inhale into his mouth, plush lips parting to suck his resting tongue before pushing his hips down to the mattress.

That touch burned against the omega's exposed skin, slightly bare where lay the span of shirt and pants. When the touch turned into absolute lava the omega pushed open his eyes and shuddered under the hovering lips of the Alpha. Blazing Red, he could only gasp when his hazy eyes saw the remnants of his deeds right in front of him, those lips seemed close to bleeding as if someone sucked the skin too much.

He licked his own lips and nuzzled the chin of the Alpha. But as soon as his lungs filled the cavity with air, his lips trapped inside the dripping lure once again. His nails scraped the upper surface of the shoulder blades where his fingers dug in between but his body remained locked under that tight grip over his hips.

Something was changing inside his body, he could feel the way his legs started to tremble, thighs clenching shut and mouth becoming supple to just give what that tongue demands from him. His contorting breaths and the burning lungs were pushing something out of his body. The Alpha felt that change when the omega's body started to twitch beneath his body and tears started to pool out of those closed eyelids.

His thumb reached to brush them away, caressing the flushed skin of the cheek, “Your Grace?” He asked; his whispered voice only made the omega's body flinch, and then more tears came out. Before Taehyung could ask something more, his nostrils flared to pick up the fragrance of something sweet, something too sacred but spoiled.

He looked at the omega for a while, face a bit dumbfounded, till his ears gained the forbidden red colour when he realised that the omega had already reached the peak of pleasure. The sweet fragrance was actually the pure slick that soiled the omega's body after the ecstasy.

All with a kiss.

Taehyung didn't move, but his hands kept wiping down the fallen pearls from the flushed cheeks, “Why are you crying, Luna? Are you hurting?” He nosed the omega's jaw to the left to wipe his right cheek but the Empress just shook his head, “My… my head is spinning.”

“Open your eyes.” The Alpha said as he fully laid beside him and turned the omega's body towards his chest before cradling his head in between his arms, “Won't you look at me?” His voice was calm, not angry, not filled with disgrace or disappointment, not tired or witless, not even teasing the omega… he just sounded calm and that prevailed when the omega opened his watery eyes.

His eyelids were too heavy to hold them open so Jungkook struggled for a few moments till his vision cleared to find the Alpha's gaze. He looked down and hugged him close, head burying into the Alpha's neck and nuzzling till he found a place to rest. He felt a hand caressing his head, fingers combing in between the red tresses and pressing over the scalp in a light massage.

His head snuggled under the touch, leaving it less spinning and more coherent with the Alpha’s heartbeat. His motionless body found peace till his heart stopped pounding at his ribcage. The omega could be lulled to sleep if only he didn't hear the low mumble of his mate, “You need to take a bath.”

With the excruciating whine, Jungkook could feel himself crying again. But the soaked pants in between his thighs were suggesting him to do the same. His nostrils inhaled the intoxicating scent of his mate and didn't reply as he fought off all the reasons to keep clinging to the Alpha. Inside his head, the battle became too crucial when the Alpha moved against him and rubbed his back from all the way up to his shoulders.

“You will disappear again.” He opened his eyes under the Alpha's chin but closed them again as if contemplating falling asleep.

“I won't. You have my words.”

It would be too embarrassing to deny or walk to the bathhouse so Jungkook didn't move and submitted himself to the tightening arms of the Alpha. He nodded against the Alpha's neck, allowing the unsaid request of his mate when the other pulled away and lifted his supple body in his arms. The Alpha carried him to the bathhouse, steady steps walked towards the wooden interiors that opened after the thick layers of leather curtains.

Inside the bathhouse, a few buckets were arranged on one side of the wall, as well as some towels and two short tables to sit on while bathing. At one of the corners, a huge stone tub was placed, as if it was carved out of a cave of marbles, shelves containing some brushes and hangers. Jungkook felt the cold wood under his feet as the Alpha lowered his body. He kept his gaze low when the Alpha asked, “Should I help-”

The urgent lift of the omega's head sealed Taehyung's lips for an entirely different reason this time. The omega's eyes widened with fear as if he had said something debarred and sinful. The omega turned his back towards the Alpha, “No. But I would need fresh clothes.”

He doesn't realise how long he kept standing in the middle of the bathhouse while hugging his waist but when he looked behind, he found a pile of fresh clothes placed on the wooden table. Jungkook's feet moved to abandon the buckets and approached the tub instead; the events of such an intimate night hadn't caught up with his emotions, so he numbly took out his clothes and settled inside the bathtub with a sigh. His hairs were tied high in a bun when he soaked his body in the lukewarm water.

But when he splashed the same water over his face, the mesmerising stars of numbness started to fall down one by one. He rubbed his eyes and then felt his swollen lips, warm cheeks and aching neck. His legs were tingling with short shivers, thighs pressed together to hide the deed of the night.

He gasped when reality dawned upon him, sudden thrashing of the body splatters the water out of the tub. What have they done? But isn't that what's supposed to happen between mates eventually? His body relaxed, but when his mind raced with another thought, his back straightened once again; but he stained his pants in front of the Alpha… His hands splashed another wave of water into his eyes and patted his cheeks repeatedly.

He cleaned himself with the fear of not going outside and kept hiding in the bathhouse. If Jungkook looks closely, this small chamber has the potential to evolve into a place where he can spend his entire night. He can surely empty the tub and use it as a small nest to rest for the night. Or… can he step out of this bathhouse and walk to the Lavin to find a boat and travel to the Strays and request them to start a war immediately?

He splashed another handful of water over his face and tried to calm his nerves down. But all of his body was sending threats over threats to remind him about the tight hands around his body; his buzzing lips and dry throat were the evidence that it was the very first time when he had felt another pair of lips above his own.

The night of the moon would bless him with something so precious that he hadn't thought about it all. His very… first kiss… with his mate. His cheeks were rising high and high as he kept dwelling on the thoughts of the past sensations, engulfing each inhale to help himself believe in their destiny.

He recalled how the Alpha got angry at him for those mere moments to remind his mistake. He has never faced such a concern before where people would scold you to show you a better path and not push you towards the worst. If he can imagine, there could be numerous ways for the Alpha to make him understand where his decision lacked to save his dignity but he admired to choose the most intimate one. The one that was more truthful, linear and adamant. The one which left a deep understanding in his heart.

It wasn't the kiss. No.

It was the urgency in those sharp grey orbs that weighed the importance of his decisions in the Alpha's life. He is the Royal Alpha, the Emperor of the entire Europe; he didn't have to hold his judgement back for anyone else, yet he decided to respect his request. Even after knowing that his request was wrong and could cause more trouble yet, he decided to respect it, and this thought alone was swooning his insides from left to right to up to down through all directions.

In the same giddiness of his heart, Jungkook's hand spread over the surface of the water. His pointed finger started to draw different patterns on the still water; he didn't know how and when those different patterns started to take the shape of something. Something that was enough to make him yearn for the man confined behind the leather curtains.

After closing the curtains of the bathhouse, Taehyung took some moments to sit on the mattress and gazed into the burning firewood. He should have stopped himself, knowing the painful condition of the omega. Yet he gives him more purpose to feel ashamed or disturbed. He threw his head back with a deep hiss and fizzled out his hair, he would apologise to the omega once he came out of the bathhouse.

With that decision, he stood up and changed the sheets properly. It's not like that he would mind sleeping on the used sheets but it would probably ensue discomfort for the Empress. So he changed the sheets with fresh ones but kept the same duvet above it.

After adding another block of wood inside the furnace, Taehyung sat there to wait for the omega. He recalled how fearful the omega looked when he proposed to help but for once that fear didn't leave a sour taste in his mouth. His tongue roamed inside and gulped down some remnants of the past events and frowned when he noticed the sweet taste.

His head moved to the tray that holds the leftover pieces of the sweet dish. He combed his hair in a low bun and went to uncover the sweets only to find the tray thoroughly empty. It raised the corners of his lips but then his brows frowned to question when the omega had the time to eat the left ones.

Sitting in the bathtub alone, Luna's finger was writing something on the water repeatedly. His numb finger was curling and uncurling to write the word again and again. But the more he writes… the more water tries to remove its print from the surface. Frustrated with the frolics of water, he splashed the surface and turned his body away from it only to spot a fogged mirror attached to one of the walls beside the tub. His finger raised, and he started to write the word while wiping the fog on its wake.

He was writing the fourth letter when his finger halted as he witnessed his own vision through the mirror. The moisture from the fog started to slide down the edges of the TAEI-  but he couldn't recognize the face staring back at him through the mirror. His lips parted when his hand caressed the dark patch of fingers covering his chin and a large part of his jaw.

The mark seemed similar to the one he bore in the valleys of Lunar over his waist, a printed mark that often leaves flashes of memories whenever it got touched solely depending on the Alpha's wish. So it was inevitable when his hand came down to touch the mark to see if he would be rewarded by the burning reminiscence of the night or the cold touch of his fingers would drive him to the blankness of his mind.

The answer came in the form of frequent flashes that he had to close his eyes when the memories crossed the thin line of his dignity and recited the same gasp he heaved on the mattress while withering under the warm pair of lips.

His heart contorted over the images making his back sharpen against the wall of the bathtub, just when the image where the Alpha pushed his hip down the mattress Jungkook opened his eyes and started to leave the tub in a hurried manner which proved a big mistake the next moment when his stomach felt the crushing pain inside his abdomen.

A thrilling cry of pain left his lips as he clutched his arms around his waist before stepping out of the bathtub. With the slowest steps and lips bitten in silence, Jungkook reached for the clean black robe placed on the wooden ottoman and wore it to look a bit presentable before hiding inside his blanket for an eternity.

But the next step spun his head and made his knees crumble when the pain shot towards his lungs and squeezed another painful whimper out of his lips. Besides holding his body together against the wall, Jungkook's fearful eyes found themselves looking towards the curtains, and truth to his fear, his bare toes curled on the wooden surface when a small part of the curtain got fisted by two awaited hands, and a voice came from behind the curtains, “ Your Grace? Are you alright?”

Using both of his hands, Jungkook covered his mouth to stop himself from responding right away. His lies about being alright would be caught by his ragged breaths immediately. So he took some time to reply and tied the knot of the robe around his waist.

Every step was shooting another painful wave all around his body but Jungkook kept his lips bitten in silence till he was three steps away from the curtains. He stopped himself to relieve the expressions of pain from his face and wiped off some moisture from his neck. But he didn't get enough time to cover the imprint from his jaw when that tight fist pulled away the curtains and the Alpha stepped inside the bathhouse.

The first thing Taehyung's eyes noticed was the large imprint his fingers left on the omega's chin. His eyes softened with the thought as if his actions implied any more hurt to the omega unintentionally. His One foot was inside the threshold of the bathhouse while the other one was still placed outside to inspect the omega's discomfort with his presence, but when he found none of it in the air, the Alpha stepped inside and let the curtains fall back to their place with a sudden jerk.

His eyes then travelled down to the robe that was covering the omega from shoulders to toes but his gaze hardened when he found a pair of hands coiling around the omega's stomach, showing the miscreant behind his painful cries.

He took the next step in urgency, furrowing brows reflecting the turmoil that he absolutely despises the thoughts he is having right now, “ How stubborn can you be?” His voice held sharp words when he took the next step closer to the omega making him walk behind with another step.

“I have told you to let me help you but then you claimed to do it yourself. Why?” The third and last step brought the omega into a corner where the Alpha was towering in front of his quivering body. There was literally no difference in their height, but their body proportions made it seem like the Alpha had gratitude for looking down at the Omega, and the Omega had the authority to always look up to the Alpha.

It wasn't in Taehyung's control when his hands came forward and rested on the wall behind the omega, his shoulders bending down to find the hiding orbs to ask, “ Why didn't you let me help!”

The omega's eyes raised in alarm, not wanting to listen to those sharp words directed towards him. The Alpha was speaking right above his lips, and Jungkook couldn't even look straight into his eyes, so he lowered his gaze to his lips and said, “ I didn't know I would have such cramps, and I was a bit cautious when I avoided your company because…”

Taehyung felt his ears buzzing in fury when he heard that the omega tried to avoid him deliberately. With disbelief pouring down his face, he asked again, “Because? What could be the reason for choosing to dwell on your physical pain?”

Jungkook's back was pressed against the wooden wall and the space between their bodies was decreasing with each breath but the important thing is that… the Royal Alpha has never talked to him in such sharp tones. If he analyses his whole life that he spent around his mate, there are only a few occasions where he became the prey of this behaviour where the Alpha scolds him and he always found himself disliking it. It rattles something bad inside his chest, something primeval that makes him want to reply in the same tone as the Alpha.

And there was unquestionably nothing that could stop him from doing so… so he replied while fixing his gaze on the Alpha, “Because your touch wasn't letting me breathe. I couldn't push you away when I was feeling you so close to me but I was… my chest was tormenting me with lack of whiffs.”

The red imprint on the omega's chin was distracting Taehyung's hard gaze but he moved his arms down to unclasp the omega's hands around his waist and grabbed them by their wrist and let those palms spread at the centre of his chest, “Here.”

The grip around the omega's wrist loosened up as the Alpha again hovered over him by placing his hands on the wall, “Use as much strength as you can muster in your arms and push me back. Don't let me kiss you again.” Because to cure the pain of their separation either the omega would learn how to breathe in between their intimacy or learn to stop when he ran out of breaths.

One of them should be inevitable.

The omega's spreading palms on the Alpha's chest halted against his pecs and gathered enough energy in his veins to channel the force to push the Alpha back. But he found his obedience being defeated by the willingness to pull the Alpha closer to him. However, the adamant wish of the Alpha remained unaltered in his eyes so he gave a light push but the heavy body crowding him against the wall didn't budge at all.

If he hadn't kept looking at the Alpha he would have missed the way those eyes lured down to his lips. Jungkook's hands could only do much when instead of pulling away the Alpha's body came closer to him… so much closer that all his eyes could see was the Alpha's lips, all his ear could hear was the Alpha's breaths, all his nostrils could inhale was the Alpha's scent.

The harsher he pushed the Alpha's chest, the darker those orbs stared back at him. All the strength that his wrists acquired to push the Alpha back started to fade over his fingers when the hovering lips brushed against his own for a moment. Their tormenting breaths were burning the thin amount of air passing between them but the Alpha didn't move an inch from his position, neither forward nor bavkward.

It wasn't easy, the Royal Alpha could swear on his sword, it wasn't easy to hold his feet rigid on the ground when… when the omega was looking at him with so much longing. Those melancholic eyes captivated him for unknown passing moments and just when his eyes moved under the slope of the bobbing nose, those shiny lips parted to navigate him towards the absolute insanity.

His hands spread further on the wall when his shoulders bent down and moved closer to the omega. His chest was still bearing the little pushes the omega threw at him but none of it seemed enough to move him away from the Empress.

Shouldn't the Empress try harder? Shouldn't he use his warrior skills to grab him by his neck and splatter him against the floor… similar to the way he had done to that Alpha on the training grounds? What's stopping him to do the same now? Maybe all he should do is agitate him but… it's not easy.

The Royal Alpha seemed to have stuck on this word but he had never done something vigorous than this. The act in itself wasn't hard but the decision of making the choice is one. His decision could lead him to a disastrous situation and he can't lead them to another affair when they have already performed a sin earlier.

Was it an iniquity? No. But he could have stopped himself from inciting the omega towards such an extent as they haven't discussed the boundaries of their bond yet. But then how would he know that the Empress could perceive such pleasure without…

He better split his heart out of his ribcage before indulging his thoughts in such scenarios. And It won't be fruitful to have such thoughts when the omega's lips reside right under his lips.

His ears perked towards the light gasp the omega let out when the crowding of the corner crushed the evident space between their bodies. The little pushes on his chest were now converting into the sloppy shoves, increasing the spreading lava inside the Royal Alpha. The thread of patience rested loose on his tongue and broke when the shameful gasps of the omega changed into painful whines, “ Either Your Grace doesn't want to push me away or…”

Jungkook's trembling fingers caught the strips of the top and fisted them in a tight grip. All of his pain melted away inside his stomach, swooning and revolving all around his heart now because every passing moment was snatching away the possibility to feel those lips closer to him. He just knew that he would die right in the Alpha's arms if he didn't feel the warm breath inside his mouth but his stubborn mate was still asking questions. Questions that he doesn't recall the origin of, doesn't form the answers or conceal their outcome. All he could do was ask the Alpha ever so beautifully, “Or?”

His right shoulder raised in goosebumps and knocked his chin when one of the Alpha's hands travelled down to back and rested above his waist before replying just under his ears, “Or he is certainly afraid to open his mouth for me.”

The shortenings of breaths resulted in a deep gasp from the omega, chest rising high enough to decrease the minimal distance present between them. The sentence left a perfectly aggressive thought inside the omega and his limp wrists shoved the heavy body and flipped their position by pushing his Alpha against the same corner of the wall, “Why would I be afraid at all?”

“There are many reasons that could have reflected inadequately on my dignity, pushing you to the optimum of pleasure could be one too. I caused that without your permission so… I apologise.” Alpha expressed his concern.

The shove happened against his chest again, under the tight fists of the omega Taehyung felt the knuckles digging inside his pecs. Jungkook ignored the cold shivers that ran from his shoulders to spine when Alpha's large hands rolled over his waist and travelled down till the grip tightened above his hips. He ignores the thirst of their lips when he caught some guilt in that concern, the apologetic words sinking his chest all so suddenly.

“You…” Jungkook licked his lower lip and reverted back his words that were about to go out but the weight of those words started to wipe out the air from his lungs so he asked, “ You didn't want to…”

“I did.”

The assurance dribbled out of the Alpha in the short span but Jungkook's heart was still sinking down without any hold to grab onto, “Then?”

“I didn't…. I should have waited till you got better.”

So the reason behind the apology wasn't the regret but the underlying concern about the pain his body suffered from the midnight. Jungkook's eyes travelled towards the right and focused over the Alpha's jaw before luring down to his chin and finally to the mole that decorates the lower lip of the Alpha. His enchanted gaze was witnessing the layers of twinkling saliva over the Alpha's lower lip when his heart twitched and asked another question, “If I was in better condition what would have changed?”

Instead of his arms, Taehyung used his hands this time and twirled the omega by his waist before pushing him against the wall. Jungkook's hands again came forward in urgency and got hold of Alpha's shoulders as he stared back at the grey orbs with a thumping heart on his sleeves. However, the Alpha had something else on his mind. One of his hands spread above the omega's knuckles before moving down to hold his wrists in a combined form.

Jungkook's fingers slipped away from the Alpha’s chest and his wrists laid limp in his hold but he wasn't aware of the Alpha's next move because his back arched in the form of a bow when the Royal Alpha pushed his hands up and pasted them across the wall.

It didn't seem enough for the Alpha so Jungkook had to lose his voice when the other hand pulled at his waist and slammed his hips against his own. The omega's eyes held that fear again, the deep fear of being unaware of the next movement, the fear of getting something snatched that he has always held closed off in his secure arms. Fool. As if he hadn't laid all of it bare to the Alpha to see, to touch and to ruin.

So the Alpha didn't feel an inch of shame when he moved closer to the omega's lips, “ Then You wouldn't need water to clean yourself.”

The burning heat spread all around the omega's body, exploding his heart that melted away under his rib cage to carry its remnants down to his body. But that fortune got snatched away from his heart because all of his notions had to be stopped as absolutely intoxicated he again forgot to breathe when those lips entwined with his own ruthlessly. His exploding chest halted at the verge of bursting but instead of pulling away, his body surrendered to the body pressed against him.

His unmovable body accepted the defeat as his wrists were held in one position by the Alpha and the mouth was melting down with the heat of the lips moving against his own. Jungkook felt all of his world turning away from its axis when instead of stopping those lips started to prey his tongue away to lick deeper.  The Royal Alpha kept lathering his lips with too much saliva while the omega was swallowing his embarrassing moans down every time.

At one moment, Jungkook felt his knees crumbling down when the hand around his hip started to slip down to the curve of his arse and didn't stop until the hand reached the underside of his thigh. He felt a harsh squeeze around his thigh and it took the last bits of coherency away from the omega.

His head struck the wall as he panted to let his lungs inhale a few breaths but doing so, he forgot to hide his face from the hovering gaze of the Alpha. His flushed face and glinting lips lured the Alpha to latch his mouth over the pasted mark at his jaw. The omega's shoulders raised to survive the shocks of ignition around his neck when the moving lips took the path towards his scent glands.

The panting gasps of the omega were draining him down in the Alpha's arms instead of providing him energy to breathe. His eyes fell closed when the smoldering lips parted against his scent gland and tasted the skin in between the canine, “Alpha.”

His lips were calling the Alpha but the voice didn't reach the suspect because after the lips… came the nose that took sharp puffs of his scent before blowing his own breaths lashed with sandalwood just under his ear.

Everything was turning dark around the omega, his ear could only hear the revolting storm outside the pavilion and the thriving puffs below his neck, nose could only inhale the wafting scent and hands could only twist under the tight hold of the Alpha.

The grip around his wrists loosened when the omega stopped twisting under him. However, the Empress didn't move his hands and let the Alpha's hand come down while caressing his wrist, elbow and his arm before the soothing fingers merged over his nape. Under the thick layers of their scents, Jungkook was unable to open his eyes and so he moved his arms and brought them down to cradle the Alpha's head affectionately.

His fingers moved in between black locks till he held enough to make a fist around them. His panting breaths came to a halt when the plush lips of the Alpha engulfed his tongue from his parted ones.

When the hand under his thigh started to raise his leg upwards, Jungkook had to clutch the Alpha's shoulders before he could lose the balance. Their lips started to ache but their hunger couldn't be satiated with such mere sweetness, so none of them stopped even when the walls of the pavilion started to sway along the storm, forcing the knots to unfold from the windows.

The Royal Alpha’s scent lingered all around the omega, his jaw now fully healed from the mark after all it's his duty to keep the Empress presentable for tomorrow's court but listening to the storm it's impossible to hold such a court for the next day. And the sudden appeasement inside his chest made the Alpha twine his tongue around the omegas’ and let his lips suckle the short mewls away from it.

It was rare that his closed eyes couldn't notice the omega becoming loose-limbed with each passing moment. His mouth was taking, taking and taking everything that the omega’s lips had to provide. The ferocity of the kisses started to tender when he felt that the omega wasn't reciprocating at all.

Taehyung opened his eyes and pulled his mouth away only to see the omega's head lulling back to the wall. Unconscious. His hands come forward to caress his face, “Your Grace?” The omega seemed to forget breathing once again because when he called the Empress again, Jungkook's head leaned forward and collided straight into the Alpha's chest.

Taehyung couldn't believe the happenings as he looked away from the omega, lips twitching from the corner as a smile spread over his lips. His hands hugged the omega's head and nuzzled his temple with a small whisper, “ Sleepy treasure, It will be harder for me to present you affection if you keep passing out in my arms like this.”

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This is not a big chapter, small worth of 8k words but I was missing you and wanted to share. I have written two more after this but it belongs to other characters so I opted them out from this one.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Good night, lovely readers💜.

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