"Call me hyung."

Namjoon looked up in surprise, soup dripping from his spoon and lips. He coughed and wiped his face. "Wh-what?"

"Say it. Say hyung for me." Seokjin prodded at his rare-cooked meat and looked up seductively. "I wanna hear you moan it when we fuck."

Namjoon choked and reeled back in surprise at his teacher's boldness and stifled a laugh. "S-Seokjin! We're not going to...-to have sex!" He shied away from Seokjin as the male drew closer. "I'm too young..."

"Oh, please. My father mated my mother when she was twelve, I'm sure a bright nineteen year old as yourself will be much happier to have a dick up your ass. I don't like to brag about a lot of things but," Seokjin licked his lips and stared at Namjoon, "I'm pretty big."

Namjoon turned pink and looked down. "I-I know..." He remembered the feeling of Seokjin's cock on his thighs and he remembered looking down for a split second and just seeing his thick cock rubbing against his inner thighs and Namjoon would be lying if he said he was a little turned on right now. "Y-you're very big. Do all werewolves have...that?"

"I'm an alpha male." Seokjin responded. He smirked and pursed his lips. "Why? You want me all to yourself? Or are you looking for a bigger cock because trust me, if you look for something bigger you won't be able to take the knot."

"K-knot? What's that?" Namjoon frowned.

"Wanna find out?" Seokjin bit his lip and inched close enough to place his hand on his thigh and Namjoon instinctively leaned closer, resting his head on Seokjin's shoulder and whimpering. "Is that a yes?" The werewolf lowered his head to open his jaws and clamp down on Namjoon's shoulders, but Namjoon turned away before Seokjin could mark the boy.

"N-no, I'm fine," Namjoon squeaked, pulling away and standing to put his dishes in the sink. "I'm gonna take a shower...so stay out here or in my bedroom and please don't barge in."

"What if I have to pee?" Seokjin asked, eyes round.

"U-um, well," Namjoon hid his face and began to run towards his bedroom, "unless if it's an emergency!"

Namjoon quickly grabbed his pyjamas and slammed the door shut behind him, taking a deep breath and plopping his clothes onto the counter before glancing at himself in the mirror. His hair ruffled, cheeks dusted pink and his lips chapped, probably from his nervousness that he had continually dealt with throughout the day. He sighed and began to strip himself of clothes, still glancing at himself in the mirror. Was he really that attractive to Seokjin? Or did he just have certain features that interested Seokjin? Could he even have sex with the elder, seeing that he was a werewolf?

"Don't be too long staring at yourself, baby."

Namjoon yelped and covered his crotch nervously as he spotted Seokjin's face at the door. His top off, only his ripped jeans on show, Namjoon's hands flew from his crotch to cover his eyes to stop himself from ogling at his teacher's undeniably toned abs.

"Cute," Seokjin laughed. "You humans have such small dicks it's adorable." His eyes remained on Namjoon's lower half.

Namjoon spun around and bent over to bury his face into his clothes, having nowhere to hide, he simply told himself that if he couldn't see Seokjin, the male would get the point and leave. But it seemed that werewolves had no shame and he heard Seokjin undo his belt, slip the jeans off, and felt Seokjin's hard member on his ass, his large hands circling at his hips and enveloping him from behind. Namjoon gasped as the older back hugged him and even...humped him a little softly with a groan. "You have such a pretty, lithe body...almost like a female."

"S-Seokjin I'm gonna shower," Namjoon choked, turning redder than summer cherries, gasping a little as Seokjin's hands drifted lower towards his crotch. "Please..."

Seokjin leaned down and kissed his back softly. "I'll be waiting for you to finish." And the warmth against his back vanished an Namjoon turned around to see a huge, snowy wolf curled up against the corner of the bottom of the floor, eyes closed.

"Seokjin—?"

-

The full moon was out.

Namjoon knew that much as he stepped lightly out of the shower, staring out the window to see the large moon, and saw Seokjin—no, the wolf, sniffing curiously at the furniture. The action looked so similar to how Seokjin had smelled the dog treats at the market and Namjoon giggled gently, toweling his hair. The wolf swung its head around and stared at Namjoon with an unreadable expression and Namjoon, hesitantly, walked over and flopped onto his bed tiredly.

The wolf followed him not too long after, making a sort of excited noise. Namjoon was nervously handling the wolf, hands roaming just a couple of centimeters off from the wolf's pelt, gently petting between his ears. Wolves were naturally big creatures, but this one was huge. Probably towering over Namjoon, and his little paws swung off the edge of the bed.

"You're cute," Namjoon admitted softly, cheeks burning. Was he really talking to a wolf right now? Granted, a werewolf, but he doubted Seokjin could hear him right now. "But you're really big. You're gonna have to sleep on the floor." Namjoon tried to push him off but the wolf resisted, growling and pushing his paws hard against the mattress. "Seokjin. You can't sleep on here, you're huge!"

But Seokjin didn't listen, just licked his hands thoughtfully with a warm, rough tongue and closing his warm yellow eyes. Namjoon frowned, but he managed to snuggle against him, (and surprisingly the wolf didn't smell like a stinky dog, but had a sort of naturally sweet scent drifting off of his fur), and his eyes closed, too.

With a happy sigh, which Seokjin responded with a huff, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, however, it wasn't pretty.

A naked woman, her eyes blazing angrily, towered over the two of them and Namjoon squealed. Beside him, Seokjin had shifted back into his human form and jerked awake, only to grumble upon seeing the naked girl. Namjoon closed his eyes, burying his face into Seokjin's chest.

"Jisoo. So you're here early." Seokjin's voice was hoarse with sleep, and Namjoon shivered as he realized Seokjin was naked too. Is that what happens? Do they just lose their clothes after transforming?! "What are you here for?"

"You could've told us you wouldn't be back at camp." Jisoo snarled. "We were worried sick because we thought you had been caught! What would we have done if you were gone? You have no heir, only Jimin, and an omega cannot rule. That would've left Taehyung in charge, a sub-alpha. It would have broken everything: the traditions, everything our ancestors have left us!"

Namjoon curled his fingers into Seokjin's chest and flinched when he saw the girl whirl her gaze over to him, but surprisingly her gaze softened. "You," she whispered, leaning down to cup his cheeks, "our Alpha didn't hurt you, did he? He gets quite violent on the full moon."

Namjoon turned pink and shook his head. "N-no. We just cuddled and slept."

Jisoo sighed and looked away. "Just as our ancestors have promised: an innocent being."

"Innocent?"

"I haven't mated nor marked him yet." Seokjin yawned again and sat up, the blankets slipping down to show off his incredibly toned body. "I don't think he's ready for that yet."

"Yes, he's still extremely young." Jisoo agreed. "But it wouldn't hurt to mark him? It's only painful for a couple of seconds." She shot Seokjin a look. "Besides, it'll help defend him from your other side."

"Other side?" Namjoon echoed, but no one answered him. Instead, Seokjin pushed Namjoon back and stared at him with gentle yellow eyes.

"I want to mark you, Namjoon." Seokjin murmured softly, and Namjoon's eyelids fluttered when Seokjin leaned in to press a kiss against his collarbone. "Will you let me? It'll only hurt for a little..."

Namjoon curled his arms around Seokjin's arms and whimpered. "I-I dunno...I don't like feeling pain, y'know."

Seokjin licked over a soft spot behind Namjoon's neck. Namjoon's thighs shook, trembling, maybe even a little embarrassed that the girl was just standing there, staring intently at Seokjin as he opened his jaws, long, alpha fangs glinting briefly. But before Seokjin could bite, Namjoon shifted away nervously and shook his head.

"Mm, no...n-not yet, at least! I don't know much about this, but..." Namjoon looked from the girl to Namjoon. "...I'm scared. I hope you'll wait for me though?"

Jisoo looked at Seokjin and the elder cast a dark glance at Namjoon before closing his eyes and calming himself down. He nodded.

"Of course I'll wait."