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Mark was tired, his limbs ached, his head hurt and all he wanted to do was lie down, preferably with one of his packmates and
relax.
He wandered aimlessly into the den, his nose tickling once he picked up the muddled scents of cherries and roses.Yuta and Taeyong were in the nest, the omega listening idly as the alpha talked about his day. They looked cosy, Mark wanted nothing more than to lie down with them, and be smothered with affection. However, it looked like they were having some alone time, so, Mark did a ‘one-eighty’ and turned back around.“Mark, wait!”He froze, turning back around, a confused pout on his lips. “Yeah, hyung?”“You’re not coming to cuddle?” Yuta asked, holding his arms out for the younger alpha, while Taeyong patted the soft blankets of the nest, inviting him in.“Are you sure?”“Of course, baby, come here.”A dopey smile formed on his lips and he just about jumped into the nest, snuggling close to the omega and alpha.Taeyong chuckled at his cute expression, shaking his head gently. He couldn't help but scoot closer to the two of them and wrapped his arms around them both."You're so needy." he teased, kissing the top of your Mark's head, affectionately.Mark let out a small huff, his cheeks flushed a deep pink. He pouted at Taeyong, although there was no real malice behind it.“Taeyongie-hyung always teases me,” he grumbled, resting his head back against Yuta’s shoulder.Taeyong chuckled, ruffling Mark's hair affectionately."Aww, is puppy upset?" he teased, poking gently at his cheek.Mark let out another flustered whine, batting at Taeyong's hand playfully. He was beginning to get embarrassed, but he didn't mind the teasing. He secretly enjoyed the attention, but would never admit that out loud.Taeyong continued to chuckle, finding Mark's shyness endearing. His hands framed his face, delicate fingers tracing his cheekbone. “You're so cute when you're flustered,” he taunted, a wide grin on his face.Mark pouted, still blushing fiercely. “Stop making fun of me,” he whined, his voice coming out in a petulant tone.“Can you just kiss already?” Yuta giggled, his nails gently scratching Mark's scalp. “I'm bored.”Mark let out a soft gasp at his words, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. He dropped his head into Yuta’s chest, burying himself into his shirt, hiding himself from the world.Taeyong, on the other hand, simply chuckled, his smirk growing wider. He ran his thumb over Mark's lower back, his eyes glinting with amusement. “You say that as if we don't do a lot more than kissing.”“Trust me, I know. ”Mark's face flushed an even deeper shade of red at his comment, while Taeyong chuckled, still massaging Mark’s lower back. He leaned forward, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “You're making puppy shy, Yuta.”“Aww,” Yuta cooed, leaning down to kiss the exposed skin of Mark's neck, giggling as he said; “I'm sorry, puppy.”Mark gasped once he felt Yuta’s lips on his neck, his body shivering slightly at the feeling. He couldn't even respond, his brain was short-circuiting, not able to function properly.
Taeyong smirked, clearly amused by Mark's reaction. He leaned closer, his breath ghosted over Mark's ear. “Such a sensitive puppy.”Mark let out another small gasp at Taeyong's words, his body tensing slightly at the closeness of his voice. He tried to keep his cool, but the blush on his cheeks and neck betrayed his true feelings. He was desperately trying to hide his flustered state, but it was becoming harder and harder.“He’s so cute when he's flustered, right baby?”Yuta nodded, his pupils dilating, he fought back the urge to submit completely to the omega, “Y-yeah, right, Yongie.” He stammered, a faint blush climbing up his neck. Taeyong chuckled, his smirk widening as he watched the alpha’s internal conflict, he leaned over and placed a kiss on Yuta’s fiery red hair.
“See, Markie, even Yuta agrees,” Taeyong murmured, pulling the alpha away from Yuta’s chest. He gripped his chin between his thumb and index finger, tilting Mark’s head up, enjoying the sight of his flushed- face and dilated pupils.
“Our puppy loves being praised, hm?” Taeyong whispered, placing a small kiss on his earlobe.Mark tried to shake his head, but Taeyong’s lips close to his ear and the firm grip on his chin stopped any movement. “No, I don't,” he protested, weakly, his tone whiny and pouty.Taeyong laughed at his response, clearly amused by how flustered he was. “Are you sure about that, puppy, because you seem to be enjoying yourself very much right now.”“You’re being mean to him,” Yuta said, his kisses beginning to descend his neck, each peck becoming more hungry as he started to nibble on the soft skin.
“Mean?” Taeyong scoffed, though the teasing smile on his face showed no malicious intent. “I'm just giving Markie attention, baby.”Mark's face flushed an even deeper shade of red at Taeyong's words, his body tensing slightly. He tried to protest, but it was becoming increasingly harder to form coherent sentences as the two pack members teased him.
Taeyong chuckled at Mark's flustered state, his eyes glinting with amusement. He continued to hold Mark's chin gently in his hand, his fingers tracing small circles over his skin. “See, he's getting all flustered again. I told you he loved being praised.”Yuta rolled his eyes, briefly stopping his ministrations on Mark's neck before speaking; “You haven't even kissed him yet, he's getting restless.”Taeyong chuckled, his smirk growing even wider at your comment. He knew Yuta was right, Mark had been denied any kisses thus far, and he was now starting to get a bit restless. He turned to Mark, a teasing twinkle in his eyes. “You're getting impatient, aren't you, puppy? You just want us to kiss you already, don't you?”Mark let out a soft whine, his body shivering slightly as Taeyong spoke. He was getting flustered by the teasing, but he was also starting to get a bit desperate. He nodded slowly, his face still flushed red. “Y-yes,” he mumbled, his voice soft and shy. ‘Cute,’ Yuta thought to himself.“Told you, Yongie.”“Watch it, Yuta,” Taeyong said, his gaze hardening as he glared at the older alpha. “Be good.”Yuta’s eyes widened, and he swallowed hard, nodding. “Yes, omega. ”“Good boy,” He whispered. He turned back to Mark, a smirk on his face. “Looks like he was right, puppy. You're just desperate to be kissed, aren't you?” he teased.Mark whimpered, his eyes looking anywhere else but the omega in front of him. They were right, and he couldn't deny it, he was restless, and Taeyong kept denying him. “Yes, please, hyung.”Taeyong chuckled again, his smile growing even wider at Mark's response. He could see how desperate the alpha was starting to get, and he was enjoying every second of it.He leaned forward, his breath ghosting over Mark's lips as he spoke. “Such a good puppy, using your manners and saying please.”Yuta took this opportunity to massage Mark’s hips, placing open-mouthed kisses all along his neck, trailing up to his jaw and coming back down, again. He lifted Mark’s shirt slightly, and his thumbs rubbed circles into the skin.Mark moaned quietly at the sensations, his head tilting back to give Yuta better access to his neck.Taeyong chuckled again, watching the two of them, and enjoying the sight of his puppy so flustered. “You're getting him all riled up, baby.”“Well, he's being good, and he's waiting for you to kiss him,” Yuta grumbled, leaning forward and sucking a mark into his collarbone, dangerously close to his scent gland.Mark’s roused scent polluted the air as he moaned again, this time louder. His body arched into the touch, hands reaching out for something to hold on to.
Taeyong’s hand caught Mark's flailing limb with his free hand, a small laugh escaping his lips. “What a good puppy,” he cooed, his other hand released the grip on Mark's chin and dragged a knuckle down his cheek. “You've been so patient, haven't you?”Mark let out a soft whine, leaning into Taeyong's touch and nodding slowly. He was practically squirming now, his body trembling in anticipation. “P-please,” he mumbled again, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes were almost pleading now, begging for some relief from the tension that had been building up inside of him.Taeyong smiled at his pleading tone, unable to resist any longer. He leaned forward again, so that his lips were just millimetres away from Mark's. He paused for a moment, savouring the anticipation and the look on Mark's face. Then, finally, he whispered, “Such a good boy, asking so nicely.”Taeyong paused for a moment, looking the alpha straight in the eyes. “Can you give me your colour, sweetheart?”“I'm green, hyung, promise.”“And you, Yuta?”“I’m green too, Taeyong.”With boundaries established,
Taeyongleaned in and captured Mark's lips in a deep, passionate kiss.Mark let out a soft moan as Taeyongs lips met his, his body almost immediately relaxing into the kiss. He had been waiting so long for this moment, and now that it was finally happening, he was completely overwhelmed with sensation.Taeyong was an experienced kisser, and he wasted no time in taking control of the kiss, his tongue easily slipping into Mark's mouth to deepen the kiss even further.Yuta groaned at the sight before him, he continued biting Mark’s neck, licking over the wounds he'd just created while his hand rubbed over the other alpha's scent gland, whispering sweet praises into his ear.Mark let out another soft moan, his body trembling as Yuta licked over the bite marks on his neck. He was completely overwhelmed by the feelings, his mind growing fuzzy as he tried to focus on both the kiss and the sensations on his neck.Taeyong giggled against Mark's lips, pulling away for a moment to catch his breath. He smirked at the flustered puppy, clearly amused by how affected he was. “Looks like he's enjoying himself quite a bit huh, baby?" Taeyong teased, his eyes glimmering with amusement. He ran his hands slowly up and down Mark's sides, enjoying the way the puppy shivered at his touch.Yuta nodded, he didn't answer verbally, he was too enthralled with the way Mark’s skin bruised due to his mouth.
Taetong leaned forward to whisper in Mark's ear, his voice low and seductive. “You like that, puppy? You like having both of us showering you with attention?”Mark could only nod in response, his brain too foggy to form a coherent sentence. His body was shaking with pleasure as he tried to keep up with the sensations, his breathing coming out in ragged gasps. He leaned his head back against Yuta’s shoulder, his eyes closed as he surrendered himself to the sensations of both of them touching him. He let out another soft moan, his body completely pliant and submissive under their touch.“Hi, cutie,” Yuta giggled, stroking the younger’s hair affectionately.
Mark let out a soft groan, his face flushing red at the affectionate nickname. He buried his face into Yuta’s shoulder, trying to hide his flushed cheeks from view. He mumbled something unintelligible into his shoulder, his voice muffled by Yuta’s skin. They could tell he was too floaty to speak properly right now, but he didn't make any effort to pull away. He was enjoying the attention and how grounded he felt in Yuta’s touch.Though, from this angle, Taeyong earned a clear view of the marks that adorned Mark’s skin. All because of Yuta. Taeyong huffed, entertained at the sight of the marks on Mark's neck, his eyes glinting with amusement. He moved closer to the two of them, placing a hand on Mark's lower back. He ran his fingers over the marks, his touch gentle and reverential. “You've really marked him up, baby. Look at his pretty neck.”Yuta blushed, he did tend to get quite bitey… Obviously amused by Yuta’s reaction, Taeyong continued to run his fingers over the marks on Mark's neck, gently tracing over each bite and hickey with his fingertips. “Looks like our cherry has been extra feisty lately.”
Mark let out a soft whine as Taeyong's fingers traced over the marks on his neck, his body shivering in pleasure at the sensations. He was still cuddled against Yuta's shoulder, his face still buried in his clothing.
He mumbled something incoherent, his voice coming out in a soft, muffled tone. His blissed-out state, teetered on overwhelmed.
“What’s wrong, puppy?” Yuta whispered.Mark let out another soft noise, lifting
his head up from your shoulder, to reveal his flushed face and half-lidded eyes.He was clearly struggling to form a coherent sentence, his brain still too foggy with pleasure to think straight. But he managed to mumble out a few words. “Too much... too much.”Immediately, Taeyong softened, his hands coming to cradle the alpha’s face while he produced some comforting pheromones. “Oh, Markie,” he cooed, “Can you give me a colour, honey?”“…m yellow,” He mumbled, “Overwhelmed, Hyungie.”“That’s okay,” Taeyong assured, rubbing his cheek, comfortingly, before letting go. “We’ll take a break, yeah?”Mark nodded, clearly relieved by the prospect of a break, his brain obviously struggling to keep up with the intensity of the sensations. He cuddled closer to Yuta, burying his face against his chest and sighing contentedly. "Please, he mumbled, his voice soft and needy.“Of course, sweetheart, of course,” Taeyong replied, sealing his words with a soft kiss on his hair. “What do you need?”Mark whined, his head too foggy and floaty to make a decision.Taeyong nodded, pressing another kiss on his hair. “I understand, darling. I'm going to get you some water, maybe something to eat, and you can stay right here, cuddled up with Yuta, okay?”
“Okay,” Mark agreed, not having to be told twice. He rolled over, snuggling deep into his embrace.
Yuta smiled, wrapping his arms around Mark, and bringing him closer to his chest. The younger buried his nose into Yuta’s scent gland, inhaling the tart smell of cherries.
Yuta traced circles and random doodles onto Mark's back, under his shirt, he whispered reassurances into his hair, hoping to ground him with comfort. “You okay, sweetheart?”Mark grumbled, looking up at the alpha through his lashes with pouty lips and wide, tired eyes. “Mhm.”“Good,” Yuta breathed out, pressing a longing kiss to his pouty lips. “That's great, baby. Taeyong will be back any minute.”
Mark grumbled again, the tension from his body slowly draining as he finally relaxed against Yuta's chest.Once Taeyong returned, he and Yuta helped Mark sit up in the nest. Taeyong handed him an open water bottle, encouraging him to hydrate, and showering him with praise when he gulped the water down. Yuta peeled an orange, dividing the segments up, and allowing Mark to pick at it.
“Are you okay, baby?” Taeyong asked, brushing his bangs away from his flushed face.
Mark nodded slowly, munching on his orange quickly, “I feel better, thank you.”“Don't worry about it, baby,” Yuta whispered, kissing his temple, and handing him another slice of orange.Taeyong nodded, echoing his sentiment.“Seriously, puppy, you did so good for us. Told us when you were uncomfortable, you were so good, pup.”
Mark smiled, his shoulders coming up to his ears, all shy and mushy. “I love you both.”“We love you
so much,
Mark.”