Taehyung alpha

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"Your circus again?" His voice, low and even, cut through the hysterical sobs of the omega, pressed against the sofa. "Let's see what it is this time."

Taehyung didn't ask why. The reasons were always the same: excruciating heat, fear of abandonment, a desperate need to reaffirm the connection. He crouched down in front of Jungkook, his fingers digging into his tear-dampened hair, tilting his head back. The omega flinched, his dilated pupils awash with panic and an immediate, animalistic response to the alpha's closeness.

“You smell like fear and peach,” Taehyung grumbled, running his thumb over the swollen gland on Jungkook’s neck.

— You wanted attention? Here you go.

Taehyung wasn't gentle. His methods were as direct as a blow—he pinned Jungkook to the floor with his chest, feeling his heart beat wildly beneath him. The scent of peach filled with a sweet, suffocating ripeness. He brushed his lips over Jungkook's hot ear, causing the omega to shudder with anticipation.

"Tell me what you want when you destroy our home," he whispered, and there was steel in his tone, but also a shadow of something darker, something promising. "Tell me. Or I'll make you howl with need until you remember who's alpha here."