That morning following the tragic events that took place at the Trial caused an uproar, yet nobody dared to say anything about it.

Seokjin could be seen at the campfire in the middle of the camp, with Namjoon laying sleepily in his lap. The alpha wolf had a grave look on his face as he carded his hands through Namjoon's fluffy brown hair.

"Seokie?" Namjoon yawned and stretched out, and the minute he made eye contact, the alpha's eyes softened tremendously. "M'kinda hungry..."

"Hungry? You want me to get you some sou—?"

"No!" Namjoon yelped, cutting the werewolf off desperately, eyes stubborn. Seokjin blinked in surprise and Namjoon ducked his head when he realized a couple of wolves were looking at them worriedly. "I w-want human food...please..."

Seokjin smiled warmly and tucked a strand of Namjoon's hair behind his ear. "Of course, baby..."

"And I wanted to talk about some stuff," Namjoon whispered softly, not minding the fact that Seokjin was already up, carrying Namjoon bridal style to the outskirts of the camp, walking slowly to the edge before shifting into his wolf form so that Namjoon could clamber on top of him. "Like about school...and my apartment and stuff."

"Of course we can." Seokjin began trotting forward slowly. "And I can answer that for you now, baby."

Namjoon laid his head down and frowned.

"You're never going back to that school again. My goal was to find my perfect mate, and that was you. And now," Seokjin chuckled, "I don't think I can ever let you go."

-

"I haven't had coffee and cake in forever."

Seokjin curled up happily on Namjoon's bed as the human dropped his baggy of sweet pastries and his overly sweet coffee. He opened the bag and nibbled on the end of a madeleine, (is that how u spell it ?), and giggled at the sweet taste.

Seokjin rolled off the bed and back hugged Namjoon, sniffing at the bread and licking it curiously. Namjoon yelped and flushed when Seokjin smirked and took a bite out of the bread as well, before instantly pressing Namjoon's head back and kissing him.

"Nya...Seokie—mnn..."

"Does it taste good?" He murmured, licking his lips free of the crumbs, as Namjoon dazedly sat there, swallowing the remnants of the bread that was just in Seokjin's mouth. "Would you like some coffee with that?" He took a sip of the coffee and kissed him again, and the bread dropped from Namjoon's hand, before with a loud whine, he turned around and began spreading his legs, panting heavily, their kiss tasting of coffee and sweet bread.

"I-I can't stop it," Namjoon whimpered, staring at how wet his bottom had become, soaking his pants and the floor beneath him with his sweet-smelling slick, "i-it just...every time you t-touch me it just...a-ah..."

Seokjin's eyes were turning a soft yellow, and his fingers gently rubbed over his rim beneath all the cloth, feeling it throb desperately and spurt out some more slick. Namjoon's cheeks turned dark red and he shook his head, covering his face shyly.

"This is your body's way of telling me that you want me," Seokjin growled softly, leaning in to whisper into Namjoon's ears, causing him to shiver and grip onto the werewolf's shoulders tightly, "you want my big cock inside of you, fucking into your filthy little cunt, filling you up with my cum...isn't that what you want?"

Namjoon couldn't respond: he was too overwhelmed with Seokjin's filthy words, his cock was hard and leaking against his boxers and his hole kept drooling out oodles and oodles of slick.

"Tell me," Seokjin picked Namjoon up and dropped him onto the bed, rolling his body forward roughly so that in one swift movement, he had Namjoon's hands above his head, his crotch against Namjoon's ass, his legs propped up onto his shoulders, "tell me you want it, baby."

"I-I wan' it..." Namjoon said softly.

"Want what?" Seokjin teasingly rutted forward, and Namjoon trembled. "Use. Your. Words." He thrusted forward with each word, slowly unbuttoning his top, unzipping his jeans and pulling them off until Namjoon could see Seokjin's thick, huge cock pressing against his wet pants. He could tell the werewolf was dying to sink himself between his walls too, but Namjoon was just too sensitive, too desperate to even form words

"P-please..." Namjoon squeaked when he felt his bottom grow hot with a fresh wave of slick. "P-please...fu-fuck me..."

"Oh," Seokjin pulled down Namjoon's pants in one go, ripping his boxers and hungrily leaning down to stare at Namjoon's pink, tight hole. It was covered in a sheen of slick, shiny and glittering in the sun, and Seokjin took one finger, swiped it over once, twice, before sinking it right in.

"Ngh—Alpha!" Namjoon moaned out, hips trembling. "P-please!"

"Oh, how pretty," Seokjin drawled, licking his lips and looking up to see Namjoon's mouth open, drool already seeping down to his chin. "You want that mouth of yours to be filled or what? Having it wide open like that gives me the idea that you wanna choke on my dick..."

Namjoon's mouth watered, and his cheeks tinted darker. "Please."

Seokjin wasted no time in shoving his dick past those thick, coral lips, a hand pressed gently against his neck, feeling his cock travel down and press out against his skin. "Oh, fuck," Seokjin groaned out, pulling out and sinking back in, "fuuuck, baby..." He growled out lowly, adoring the way Namjoon choked softly around him, his throat closing up tightly on his cock, basically trying to milk out the liters of cum that Seokjin could produce, saliva dribbling down the sides of his face, and before he could even prepare himself, he started fucking roughly in.

He couldn't help it. It was animalistic instinct, the way his body hunched forward hungrily, his hands curled and dug into the wood of the bed's headboard, his hips moving back and forth at their own accord. His jaw was clenched, eyes closed shut, growls and filthy cursed stringing from his lips.

Namjoon turned limp, like a ragdoll, happily abiding to Seokjin's needs. He choked and lapped, sucking as best as he could while Seokjin pounded in, whining and whimpering at the musky, slightly bitter taste of precum filling his mouth. His hips bucked down below, his own smaller cock bouncing against his chest before Namjoon began shaking and lewdly, he came untouched. He moaned and grabbed Seokjin's waist, eyes hooded, lustfully awaiting Seokjin's release.

So when he finally came, thick and hot down Namjoon's throat in amounts too big that Namjoon could only choke, unable to swallow it quickly enough, Seokjin dropped. It poured our from his mouth, coating his neck and cheeks, creating puddles of werewolf cum on the bed as Seokjin pulled out and finished cumming on his neck.

"S-so..." Namjoon's voice was hoarse, and Seokjin could only groan in response, "so much..."

"God, baby," Seokjin groaned and slid down, before he began rutting almost instantly against his thigh again, whining and growling, "I can't get enough of you..."

Namjoon spread his legs wider and Seokjin caged himself between Namjoon's long, slender legs and leaned down, head pressed against his chest, his hips rolling against Namjoon's wet hole, teasing it but not putting it in.

"Fuck," Seokjin whispered, "fuck, fuck, fuck, why are you so fucking enticing?"

Namjoon blushed and closed his eyes, his hands fiddling with his own cock, and Seokjin paused. He placed his hands besides Namjoon's head, arched his back, pushed forward, and with a soft squelch, he slid himself in and oddly, for Namjoon, the werewolf's knot began swelling instantly and Namjoon squeaked.

"C-cumming already?" Namjoon giggled, staring at Seokjin's scrunched up face. "I-inside...of me..."

Seokjin groaned softly and rested his head into Namjoon's neck. "No," He whispered, and thrusted in, the rest of his knot sliding in with a squelching pop. "I'm going to mate you. Mate you again and again, with this knot."

Namjoon blinked. "Seokie, it's too big for you to move.."

"Then you'll take it," Seokjin snapped and Namjoon nervously took Seokjin's hands in his, "take it well..."

Namjoon whimpered. "T-too big...Alpha, I ca-can't..."

"Yes you can." Seokjin growled, groaning as he slowly pulled his hips back. Namjoon yelped, shivering, the sting of the stretch causing him to go dizzy for a moment, and when Seokjin was successfully able to pull out with another lewd noise signifying it, he pushed back in.

"See?" Seokjin smirked and began rolling his hips. "You're taking me so well..."

-

ugh how to write good smut ?