Tattoo Parlour

@☠ω。Layha *eyes you from head to toe before we're pressed again, feels as if it's all too messy, limbs tangling uncoordinated, sounds spilling from both of us in their most primal [no pun intended] form* *my body is craving and for once I feel like a real Alpha, experiences the need to mate, to claim, place my mark on the body in my hands and fill it up with pups* *as instinct takes over, I push your pants down to gain full access to your bottom half, a long arm immediately extending to feel your thighs, finding out just how wet their inside is* *my other arm remain wrapped around your tiny waist, I move both of our bodies so that now you're the one pressed against a wall* *suddenly grabs both of your hips, lifting them up and easily leading them to wrap around my waist as I lean in with my pelvis, pressing you to the wall* *the position allows you to keep your touch on my skin, and at the same time we don't need to lose precious time moving all the way over to the couch on the other wall* *one hand reaches down to finish up what you started, pushing my own pants down, hips bucking up uncontrollably*

@✪α。Kim Jisung •as soon as he returns to your body, he practically purrs, the sound rumbling from inside in his chest and vibrating through him, his hands seem to be everywhere all at once: your chest, your waist, your shoulders, your neck, your hair, and he cant seem to get enough - nothing seemed to be enough at this point; a pathetic whimper comes from him as he is pressed to your bare chest, the soft sheen of sweat covering his body making the slide of skin on skin that much more pleasing... and that much more frustrating. his need quickly drips down his thighs, the smell of his arousal making it hard to even think straight at that point. his mouth hangs open, a silent plea for "more, more, more", but no sounds except small mewls tumblr from him. when you hand sinks below the waistband of his jeans he keens - almost too loudly - a cry that his own omega uses to catch the attention of the alpha before him, with words that are clearly portrayed by the sound: "mate me." He is more than a bit squirmish when you try to undo his belt, all rational thought gone as he too tries to rip your belt from your pants•

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@✪α。Kim Jisung •your scent drowns him perfectly, nose practically lodged against the scent gland on your neck, the smell most potent right there, and he refuses to move even as your own nose attaches itself to the side of his neck; the movement is rough and fast as hes pulled against you, a whimper falling from his throat as his burning body is pressed flush against yours. his hand quickly removes itself from your hair, trailing down to your chest where both hands fight a losing battle to take it off. his mind is slowly being clouded by a grey haze, your scent curling around him and sticking to his skin; when the frustration becomes too much to handle he fights his way - reluctantly - out of your grasp, the cold air of the shop stinging his over heated skin as he rips off his own shirt, hungry for more•
.... hot... too hot... off-
•he finds his hands returning to your shirt, tugging incessantly to try and get you to remove it as his eyes move in and out of focus; arousal pumping through his veins like wildfire•

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@✪α。Kim Jisung •as soon as he pushes through the doors of the tattoo parlour he is hit with an overwhelming scent of alpha. /alpha/. his body is quick to react as he slams the door shut behind him, the fever reaching new highs as his body elates in the scent of a willing partner; he had denied himself this for so long and with probable clause, but with his fingers turning the lock on the front door, and his sanity slowly running away with him, he cant bring himself to stop now. not when his omega is keening and purring and whining to be fulfilled for the first time in quite a while•
•he stalks forward, face flushed and pupils blown wide as he approaches you; his hand quickly raise and yank your own hands away from your face, fingers digging into your wrists as he does so. he mumbles something incoherent under his breath, followed by a loud growl - low and rumbling in his chest - as one of his hand lifts to tangle itself in your hair, his nose diving into the side of your neck to inhale the heavy scent emanating from there, a loud moan ripping through him•

@☠ω。Layha **jisung was expecting layha to pass the entrance to their common working place about this time. but who he was expecting was his usual moody, grumpy co-worker, quiet and concentrated on his work even if he had virtually nothing left to do*
*instead jisung's greeted with the smell of danger before the door even opens* *and then - with the sight of layha, but a few shades redder* *back to the smell, what's with it, it makes the air feel thicker, like sweet syrup filling up jisung's lungs and flowing into his blood, making him crave something and he has barely any time to analyse just what it is*
*clearly the smell wasn't left onto Layha by some random omega on the street, it smelled exactly as if seeked through his own pores, except - insanely strong* *immediately reaches to cover my nose and mouth in a desperate attempt to block out the scent for at least a few seconds so I can think clearly*
Layha, what the , man? *finally speaks, although voice comes out hoarse and dripping with lust he didn't know he had*

@✪α。Kim Jisung •with a loud growl he quickly makes his way down the street, nose tickled blindly by the heavy scent - the same one thats been driving him crazy since he stopped taking his meds; he knew the dangers that came with stopping the medication, but with his body slowly growing immune to the low dosage, he cant help but stop. his doctor promised him a stronger prescription within a couple weeks times, and the thought it would be okay, but his body was slowly elating in the prospective of its first heat in 11 years. the first signs were the heavy eating - he was a bottomless pit for 2 days, eating anything and everything in his sight. on this day, it was the feverish state of his skin: he eas flushed all over, panting. one would think it was a normal fever.... but it wasnt if you looked closely, or got the chance to smell the pheromones rolling off of him in sickly, sweet, thick tendrils•