[M] Jongin/Chanyeol (1/1)

Pairing: Jongin/Chanyeol

Rating: NC17

wolf au- - -His hand is locked tight in Chanyeol’s, their fingers laced as they escape toward the tree line in the distance.  Jongin knows it won’t be long until their absence is noticed, and it spurs them on, grass rustling beneath their feet as they slip over the property line.  When Jongin glances over at Chanyeol, he sees gold wreathed pupils and his breath hitches.  Chanyeol looks wild, with his wolf eyes pushing to the surface and a smile on his lips as he speeds, urging Jongin to go faster.They’re not supposed to be together.  Not without a chaperone, anyway.  With the treaty between their packs still in the beginning stages, Jongin and Chanyeol are supposed to be wary around each other, still viewing the other as a danger to the strained peace that’s been stretching dangerously thin along the borders of their territories.But Jongin has never seen Chanyeol as anything other than Chanyeol - a lumbering man who smiles with his entire being and smells like something Jongin wants to curl up on and never let go.  Their attraction had been instant, burning, more potent than Jongin had even wanted to admit to himself.  The way Chanyeol had introduced himself, head dipping to push his nose along Jongin’s neck to breathe him in had given Jongin all he needed to know.  Chanyeol wanted him too.They’ve been dancing around each other for weeks, allowed in the same room but only with several members of their packs with them as a barrier.  Jongin has been aching to touch, to get away from everything and everyone for a little while - politics be damned.The easiest way to solidify a peace between their two packs - before a pack war spills into the streets and exposes their kind to the humans - is for Jongin and Chanyeol to claim each other as mates.  Of all his father’s children, Jongin is the only omega and the only option.  Jongin had brought it up to his father, but the idea had been shot down.  “We’re not our ancestors,” his father had snapped.  “We don’t view our children as property, as a means to an end.  I would never do that to you.”Jongin didn’t have the courage to tell his father that being claimed by Chanyeol is something he wants.  And now he’s running off with Chanyeol under the cover of night, hoping to steal a little time just for themselves before they’re tracked down.  Jongin knows these woods better than any; he grew up learning every twist and turn, every hiding space perfect for two wolves who just need an escape.  Back in the house, Jongin’s brothers are ensuring Chanyeol and Jongin get just a little more time.Jongin tugs on Chanyeol enough to guide him left, away from the lights of the city and into the darkness.  Chanyeol keeps pace with ease, allowing Jongin to lead the way until they only thing either of them can hear are their hearts beating and the occasional snap of a twig underfoot.  Soon, they break into a clearing, surrounded by trees and filled with grass and weeds that raise above Jongin’s hips.  It’s the perfect hiding spot.“I’ve been waiting so long for this,” Chanyeol breathes, his hands insistent as they cup Jongin’s face to bring him in.Chanyeol’s kiss is possessive and greedy, and Jongin molds against Chanyeol with a moan in his throat and hands tangling in Chanyeol’s hair.  Chanyeol tastes like every dream Jongin’s had of his future, every fantasy that’s danced through his mind while he should be focusing on other things.  Chanyeol is everywhere, his scent permeating through Jongin’s clothing to seep into his skin.Jongin still wants more.  He slides his tongue along Chanyeol’s, pressing forward until Chanyeol’s hands run down his sides, curving along Jongin’s waist and down to his ass.  Jongin moans louder, inhaling sharply as Chanyeol digs his fingers into denim.  Jongin knows Chanyeol can smell how turned on he is and, in turn, Jongin can scent the arousal that clings to Chanyeol.Jongin twists his fingers in Chanyeol’s shirt, bringing him down to the ground with him as Jongin drops to his knees.  Chanyeol’s mouth slides from Jongin’s to his neck, his teeth scraping and tongue tasting as Jongin struggles not to fall apart.  His body is aching to have Chanyeol inside him.  He wants to be claimed.  And it has to be Chanyeol.  His wolf will accept no other.There’s a gentleness to the way Chanyeol lays Jongin in the grass, like he’s afraid that Jongin will break if he pushes too hard.  Jongin locks his legs on Chanyeol’s hips, rocking up against him as he bares his neck.  The moon is bright tonight, shining down on them as their solitary audience.  The grass keeps them out of sight, but the sounds that spill from Jongin’s lips are too loud.Chanyeol doesn’t hesitate, his wolf surfacing with a snarl as his teeth sink into Jongin’s neck.  He would howl if the sensation didn’t choke him, too much, too fast now clogging his mind and his body as the claim sweeps through Jongin.  There’s no part of him left untouched, his wolf baying in his head as it accepts the claim without a struggle.Jongin can barely move, panting into the warm night air as Chanyeol strips them both down.  There is shredded fabric tossed into the grass to be forgotten, and Jongin arches into every brush of Chanyeol’s fingers.  Everything is hazy, washed out in dull shades.  Jongin feels Chanyeol on him, hears the rumble of Chanyeol’s voice as he leans over him.  Jongin stares into golden eyes as Chanyeol pushes his cock into him in one slick, fluid slide.Jongin does howl this time.  He centers on Chanyeol, the one bright light he can see as their bodies come together again and again.  It’s the fresh claim that drives them, their instincts carrying them through as Jongin begs for more and Chanyeol gives it to him.“I’m going to do this right later,” Chanyeol promises, his mouth hot on the shell of Jongin’s ear.  “I’m going to worship every part of you, taste you and fuck you until neither of us can move.”“Yes,” Jongin moans.  “Yes yes yes.”Chanyeol thrusts into him harder.  Jongin clenches around Chanyeol’s growing knot, wanting to keep it inside.“Mine,” Chanyeol growls, hips slapping against Jongin’s ass.Jongin leaves scratches down Chanyeol’s back, ankles locked around him to bring Chanyeol.  He can’t have enough of him, only wanting more.  Chanyeol hikes Jongin’s hips off the ground, his knot slipping in one final time.  It pushes the air from Jongin’s lungs as Chanyeol’s knot fills him completely.  Chanyeol ruts into him desperately.Jongin’s cock lays untouched on his belly, a puddle of precome now dripping over his skin.  His cock throbs, balls tight as he comes in ropes over his chest.  Chanyeol fucks Jongin harder, his mouth pressed to Jongin’s fresh claim mark as his knot expands just a little more.  Jongin sobs from pleasure when Chanyeol comes inside him, his hips jerking forward as Jongin’s toes curl.With the moon as their witness, Jongin and Chanyeol are now a mated pair.  Jongin lays boneless on the ground, more content than he’s ever felt in his life.  Chanyeol is curved protectively over him, his tongue soothing as it cleans the blood from his initial bite.  Jongin hadn’t even noticed he was bleeding, but now it’s beginning to sting.“I’ll be lucky if your father doesn’t hang me from my toes and dip me in silver for this,” Chanyeol mumbles.“Don’t worry,” Jongin hums, fingers sliding sure along the back of Chanyeol’s neck, “I’ll protect you.”Chanyeol laughs, deep and loud.  It feels like coming home.