@Ω☪kim joonmyeon The sound leaving my throat could be as well a snarl, body jerking as if to get away and get closer at the same time, my hands that have been resting on your knees now slowly sliding lower, my knees settling on the couch cushions and grazing fleetingly against your , fingers playing melodies of silent and forgotten songs- words filled with promises and secrets- into the firm flesh of your thighs as I wander higher and higher, eyes following the trail I leave. I keep moving until my body hovers above yours, hands settled on your waist, fingers splayed out between your ribs, applying pressure to hold you still as my lips find yours, searching, demanding and wanting more still even as my teeth bite into your bottom lip, the action in itself almost innocently curious as if to get a taste of your lips, your being.
"I'll bite you soon enough Myeon. Let them see that you're mine, my mate.", I whisper lowly, voice gravely and hoarse, rough sound the fraying edges where your constant taunting and teasing has left my self control in tattered remainders. "For now though... I will settle for making love to you until you can't think straight anymore."
My words hold some kind of dark promise, the wolf inside of me clawing on its inner cage inside of my head, tinting my voice with a feral lilt, hands holding you stronger than I would have ever dared, but their fleeting touches are adoring, worshipping your cream white and soft skin as they dance like tiny feathers over your waistband, under the hem of your shirt to feel your abdomen, fingernails scratching gently over your belly and chest as I urge you out of the shirt, balling it up between my hands and tossing it away over my shoulder, lips instantly finding your clavicles, biting and until I have reached the hollow of your throat, pushing my tongue against your skin, letting it trail up to your jaw and I tangle a hand into your velvet soft hair to pull you into a searing kiss that has me groaning, body bucking forward against yours, my crotch catching against yours, trapping us both in a slow and burning drag up and then in a tiny circle as I let my body undulate atop of you, taunting and teasing and pushing on the borders of your own sanity, keeping this up for seconds-- endless as they are ticking by-- before I break our kiss and ask against your lips: "How I make good on my promise and ear you up like I said so many times, Myeon?"
@[SH] β☣zhang♢yixingℋ The painfully pleasuring rocking of your hips drives me off the edge of no return and I reach a hand down to graze against your through your restrictive pants. Your warm cavern and canines resting against my skin warrants a lewd, velvety groan to spill from my tiers. The grazing of your nose across my throat compels my lungs to hitch my breath and my heart to beat painfully within my chest.
"Bite me? Or me, Xing? Both are equally likely of prospects that I'd be partial to participating in..." I whispered, taking my hand and rubbing it against your crotch and slowly pulling down the zipper.
@[SH] β☣zhang♢yixingℋ The pause in your actions leaves my body buckling, aching for any form of touch as the steadfast clock refuses to move. Perhaps I was too caught in the moment to notice the eternal recurring of the chronological hands of time, or perchance, they stopped to observe the sin that was inevitably going to occur in this condominium. My fumbling hands reach down to the hem of your shirt and grasp at your abs underneath desperately, the thin fabric shielding your ivory epidermis from my spherical orbs of desire. The tension forming at my back from the wall and your body closing in on my own has my hands grasping at anything and everything possible. Your presence above mine leaves me completely speechless; not sure if my loss for verbal communication was due to the passionate dominance you possessed, or the Jekyll and Hyde complex of your personality. One moment, you're completely calm and an innocent little puppy, but then a switch goes off within you, and you become a ual deviant.
You words and breath seared into my ears and mind, the spoken promises resonated within my existence and persuaded my lips to spill passionate assurances.
"I know I've been asking for it...I just can't help it, Xing..."
@Ω☪kim joonmyeon For moments, endless seconds ticking by, my mind is fighting a losing battle against my desires-- Lust that's bubbling hot and almost painfully inside my chest, the itch making my skin crawl, goosebumps breaking out across my body starting from where we are touching and I know I have probably lost the last trace of self control I had held on to over the past few days ever since my itch started. "...", I breathe out, body surging forward against yours, pressing you further into the wall even though there is almost no distance left between us, the space left between our bodies nothing but clothes that are preventing the final stage of touch, a sound of yearning leaving me, rumbling deep in my chest as my hands find yours, fingers interlocking and squeezing, raising our joined hands so I can press them against the wall right next to your head, firm but not hard enough to hurt you, lips searching for yours once more, teeth biting into your bottom lip to on it for seconds, before I start leaving a burning trail of too-tender kisses against your skin-- down your jaw, over the vein on the side of your neck where I can feel your thundering heartbeat right under my soft and velvety lips, words spoken into your skin in nothing but breathed out desire come to life in my voice.
"You've done nothing but taunt me, Myeon. If you want to get bitten, alright, you've been asking for this baby." All the while I'm speaking my body keeps rocking forward, crotch pressed into yours in a sinful drag and pull, letting you feel the swelling of my desire where it's straining hard and hot against my pants, lips closing around a patch of your skin on your shoulder-- a tiny sliver of skin right at the edge of your collar-- the moment a moan vibrates in my throat, teeth scratching over your creamy white skin, silky and soft like milk on my tongue where it dances over the spot I've chosen, leaving a purpling bruise in its wake, the hint of teeth that leave indents on my chosen spot. "You're mine?", I question silently, nose brushing over your throat in the most taunting way, eyes closing as I inhale your scent, letting it fill my nostrils and lungs, keeping up the rocking motion of my body against yours, teasing movements that could be a hint and a promise of what I am capable of doing to you later on. "Don't complain if this dog bites you, Myeon."
With that I turn us around, easily maneuvering us towards the couch where I drop you into the cushions, hands instantly holding on to your knees, spreading your legs wide so I am free of the hold of your luscious thighs, eyes roaming over your body as my teeth bite into my own bottom lips-- not in hesitation but in absolute and burning hot lust I can't hold back anymore
@[SH] β☣zhang♢yixingℋ Your actions are more than capable of speaking for themselves, however, to me, words were not as easy to come by as your lips spilled velvety, sonorous, audible chocolate. The digits buried deep within the mess left of my hairstyle were fiery hot reminders of the rising passion and painful libido between the two of us. The contact my back felt with the wall elicited a sharp hiss from my rosy tiers, the combined pain and chill of the cool barrier against the thin fabric of my shirt was substantial reason for a quick squeeze of my thighs around your waist. "Mmmmm...yes you did, but how will we even know if they're all bark or all bite, unless we play around with them first?" I murmur into your ear, tiers wrapping around the lobe at the end of the inquiry and playfully. The hand at my nape, persuading myself into submission by force, suggests that my neck would be attacked with your lovely tiers, but that would not be the case. Your tiers embracing mine in a fight for dominance emits an audible, pleasantly surprised hum from my own.
"I'm yours, Xing." I moan out when I go up for breath, the sentence a final plea for any form of release.
@Ω☪kim joonmyeon Following your words there is a long, almost pregnant silence between us before a sound rips itself free from my throat, rumbling deep inside my chest as my fingers tighten in your neck, sliding up into your hair and tangling in the strands of silky hair on the back of your head. With two steps I cross the distance to the next wall, fulfilling your wish and slamming you against the wall none too gently, my eyes all the while holding yours, a dark flame burning deep inside my normally hazelnut orbs. "Didn't I tell you, you should let sleeping dogs lie, dear Myeon?", I whisper, dragging the tips of my fingers over your scalp, almost tenderly, the silky honey of my voice betraying the emotions displayed on my features. But as gentle and soft my actions might be to this point, the way my hand grips the back of your neck now is anything but, forcing your head into your neck, throat on display for me just as I said earlier, but instead of doing anything to that lovely column of white skin of yours, I just pull you into a searing kiss, a sound leaving me that probably says "finally" after all those small kisses exchanged, this one so different in its intensity, lips overlapping yours with a demanding press.
@β☣zhang yixing I peek into the door a bit frightened by the door abruptly opening, but allows all negative emotions to subside when I see your bright face. Looking around at the beautiful condo, I take a few careful steps into the room, shutting the door behind myself and taking my shoes off, placing the coat onto the coat rack. The beauty of the condo was beyond my original expectations and my shock was evident in my body language; my mouth was slightly ajar, my eyes wide and observant, and my behavior- timid and nervous.
"Xing, your condo is absolutely breathtaking-" My breath hitches for a moment when I see how excited you are "-I'm really glad we could do this tonight."
I proceed to walk over to you, beam up at you, and give you a warm, loving embrace.
"Really- It's nice to get out of the house once in a while."
@Ω☪kim joonmyeonℋ I have spent hours cleaning up the mess of papers and empty take out boxes that littered my kitchenette and floor for hours, making sure the place is presentable for your arrival and our planned movie night together. I have been bouncing back and forth between the living area of my condo and the kitchen, nearly tripping over myself as soon as I hear the door bell ring and I rush over to the door, all but ripping it open to welcome you into my place, an excited grin spreading over my face and making it glow, my voice cracking a little around the edges as I answer your words. "Myeonnie! Come on in!" I don't even wait for you to enter, I just turn around on my heel again, hurrying over to the coffee table to right the stacks of DVD's I have placed there, getting two glasses for the drinks ready and then rocking up and down on the balls of my feet as I smile at you just as you enter my place, waving almost shyly waving at you from where I am standing. "Welcome to my humble place! Make yourself at home, will ya?"
@β☣zhang yixing I shut the car door with an audible thump and press the button on my key to lock the vehicle. Looking up at the building, I admire the glare of the sun peeking over the rooftop. Perhaps I stared a bit too long and had to close my eyes at the sudden burning sensation. I wasn't sure why I looked at the fiery sphere of light in the sky for so long-... I guess I was hoping to absorb some its radiance and force a twinkle into my eyes.
In any case, I slowly made my way the building and buzzed up to your room, asking for entrance.
"Xingxing! It's me! Are you there?" I inquired, my voice perhaps a bit too loud and excited, the fluctuations in my verbalization echoing throughout the hallway. My round orbs fluttered around in anticipation, the hazelnut hue vaguely glistening underneath the artificial lighting.
@lu han For a moment I am left in silence as I take in the almost boyish smile that adorns your features, dare I say nearly tender in it's intensity, something I rarely see on you since your smiles are normally bright and radiant and full of life but this -- almost serene and maybe my favorite expression on your face so far. It makes your face younger, the color of your eyes shining. "Yeah but... I would have liked to get you something too... You're... the first person to ever give me roses.", I mutter as silently as I can, my eyes cast towards the radiant red roses on my lap, enjoying the color contrast against the white of my fingers where they are brushing against the velvety blossoms. When you slide onto the table next to me I look up at you, eyes growing a little wider as I notice the macarons in the small black box. "I've never had one of these.", I whisper in awe, tongue darting out to wet my bottom lip. "They are too expensive for me... I never buy myself something like this. I never even buy myself cup.... cakes...." My words get stuck in my throat as I watch you , trailing off into a whisper that's nothing more than a breath and I watch you with bright almost afraid eyes. For seconds ticking by I just stare at you, at the macaron between your lips, breath hitching as I draw it in deep, shoulders heaving and then sacking again the same time I give a small nod as if I'm nodding to myself. I lean forward after that, one of my delicate hands settling on your chest to steady myself, head angling to the side so our noses won't bump, teeth biting into the sugary good and lips brushing against yours ever so softly, my tongue pushing against your bottom lip for a fleeting moment to prevent any crumbs to fall away from our mouths.
@zhang yixing "i'd have probably fallen asleep leaning against your door if you didn't" i answer with a chortle at the unattractive mental visualization of me having fallen asleep in that position, given i was well capable of doing so, being a heavy sleeper of a league all my own and all. i reached up to rub at the corner of my eye with the heel of my hand in attempts to chase away the remaining traces of sleep before blinking and focusing my vision properly, now fully awake. i took a moment to appreciate the serene expression donning your countenance, adoring the way your eyes turned into perfect lunar crescents when your plush tiers curled upwards into a dimpled smile so radiant that i was nearly blinded. "it's alright professor, you must've been caught up with work" i retort with a tender, lazy and almost carefree smile. "plus, i didn't expect to get anything in return when i got you these" for a moment i fell silent, pondering if the reason behind your sudden quiet demeanor was because of something i said. my lips parted in attempts to correct myself for whatever it is that i might have uttered to make you stop talking so suddenly, but i was stopped from doing so by your words which only caused a tender smile to steal across my features -- finding you terribly endearing when you shied away from me on occasion. "hey, don't worry about it. im a man of my word so it's only natural" lifting myself off the couch, i sat next to you on the coffee table before grabbing the box of macarons and sliding off the cover to reveal a multicolored set of treats. "have you ever tried one of these? they taste pretty good" i say in an as a matter of fact tone, picking the lime flavored one from the box and catching it in my mouth -- just halfway, right at the center. i leaned in dangerously close, almost as if to kiss you as i angled my head to a side -- a sly side smirk curling at the corner of my mouth as my gaze flickered up to meet yours, silently daring you to "take a bite"
@lu han I was you rouse from your slumber with a fond but airy smile playing around my lips, a chuckle slipping past my lips at your muttered words, the dimple in my cheek deepening as my smile grows warmer and warmer the longer I watch you, the roses on my lap secured in my hands, their scent and pure scent filling my nose while I watch you sit up. “I know that the door was unlocked, I left it open for you.”, I confess with a soft and amiable voice, my eyes crinkling up into crescent moons. I nearly choke on my laughter at how cute you really look right now, but since I know you don’t like getting called that- given the fact that as an alpha one doesn’t want to be cute and it’s not like I don’t understand -- my fingers brushing against the crimson and sinfully luscious tips of the roses on my thighs, my smile stretching into a grin so wide I almost feel like I am splitting my own face into two halfs. “Happy valentines day, Lu. I’m sorry I don’t have anything for you.”
But then my smile takes on the slightest of sadness, eyes downcast towards the wonderful and alluring flowers on my lap, fingers stilling their stroking as my shoulders slump just the slightest, my pearly white teeth dragging over my plush bottom lip, leaving faint red streaks in their wake that bleed out into white and then soft pink again. “You kept your promise.”, I whisper, shyly looking up through my fringe, eyes directed over the top of my glasses to meet yours. “Thank you for that. I… it means a lot that you do.”
@zhang yixing unresponsive to your words, i stirred from my slumber at a touch familiar just as it was foreign. for a good few seconds i merely shifted in my position, mumbling something along the lines of an incoherent "just five more minutes" before actually reeling myself back into reality. with a low groan i slowly heaved my frame upright into a sitting position, eyes still tightly squeezed shut as i reached up to rub the back of my head and roll my neck to get rid of a kink. cracks my eyes open slowly, hissing through gritted teeth at the sudden invasion of a bright light into my field of vision. blinks furiously for a few seconds, still a bit groggy as i turned to face you, sitting on the couch properly. "ah-- professor, i fell asleep while i waited. the door was unlocked.." i started off with the low timber of my just-having-woken-up voice. "i brought--" extending my hand subconsciously balled into a fist, i attempted to give you the bouquet of flowers which weren't there anymore, much to my astonishment, judging by the way my eyes snapped open impossibly, palm opening as my sentence got cut short upon the realization. "flowers? i swear i--" my gaze fell onto your lap where the roses were now resting. "happy valentines day" i finally finish, a bright, toothy grin donning my countenance, innocent and suddenly, very much younger.
@lu han Halfway through dinner I remembered that I had forgotten to lock the door to my condo at the faculty housing building, a cold sweat breaking out across my forehead at the thought alone and every bite had started to taste like hot coals on my tongue. It wasn't like I didn't trust the other teachers, it was just that I was nervous about the students but then on the other hand maybe it was something good my door wasn't locked. I knew you were coming over to my place today and I didn't know when I would return, so perhaps it was for the best that you could let yourself in. But it came as a surprise for me nevertheless to find you on my couch already when I came back from dinner, slipping out of my shoes and jacket and padding into the living area of my small condo, only to spot you sleeping on the white cushions, a bouquet of red roses securely clutched in your hand. "Oh my.", I breathed out as I made my way over to you, gently prying the flowers out of your grip to take a whiff of their sweet and rich smell, closing my eyes with a sigh with the flowers still under my nose before I slowly sat down on the coffee table right in front of you to your cheek, gently trying to wake you up, the bouquet now on my lap. "Lu... Lu wake up you're going to have a kink in your neck if you sleep like this. I'm here now, come on wake up"
@zhang yixing as promised, i made sure to drop by to your place -- excusing and inviting myself in as i usually do. "professor?" i called out while kicking off my shoes, only to be answered with an undisturbed silence. stealing a quick glance at the clock i assumed you would still be out for dinner and until then i had no alternative but to wait. i was honestly a bit worried i wouldn't be able to make it tonight as i was paged for an impromptu photoshoot earlier that evening, but i had been persistent on coming as soon as i got it over with. i placed a box of macarons on top of the coffee table before making my way towards the couch with a small bouquet of red roses in hand. plopping down onto the couch i perched my arm over the armrest, head following suit to rest over my arm as not to damage the bouquet i was holding before i sprawled myself over the sofa comfortably. time ticked away and while i waited for you my eyelids got heavier and it wasn't that long before i drifted off to sleep in that position, fingers securely wrapped around the bouquet while i fell into a peaceful, deep slumber.