dangjoen forest

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ 'Keep your eyes on me, Daddy... Forget about the world...'

The invite echoed amidst silenced trees. A large, pulsating vein collide with each , against that /one/ bundle of nerves only his Beloved knew about--his Alpha, his Ruler, his God, his beginning and his end, leaving the smaller wolf in a mess of his own. Hongseok softly whined as hard fingers dug into soft flesh, keeping his thighs from coming together--how could he dare tease his Donoma Leader? "Hngh." Leaking juices that drenched them both, lewd song of slapping skin turned each witness away; and His Luna felt like the only soul in the world. With each upward smash, the Sky wasn't the only pool that held stars--rather round, metal eyes, swirling with desire and silent pleas to fill him to the brim, delicate fingers tightening their hold. Fire settled permanently around the healed mark of territory at the curve of Hongseok's beautiful neck, as glossed, Scarlet lips part in unison with each painful force. "M-Minho..." His warm hands wandered over a muscular torso when he sat up, ankles hooking to increase their proximity--blushing even deeper at the compliment. "I-I'm not, I..." He trailed off, fluttering his eyelids with dreamy sighs; turning his head to grant his handsome man a peek at planted bite-marks. "H-Hmm...?" Giggling softly at the feel of hot breath tickling his skin, and the dreamy voice that could make him do it all... Hongseok at last, reconnect their sight only to bashfully look away. "Anything for you, Daddy." He gripped firm biceps for support, and moved as per his command--soaked locks concealing most of his cherubic features while he focused on satisfying his Universe. Their dance of passion quickened until the omega could no longer speak--Rather, dug trimmed fingernails into clothed muscle and gasped each time that pretty mouth opened. "Make me beg--F---For Daddy's knot... Please..."

'... And watch me come undone.'

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  Minho’s eyes never left the omega that he was buried deep within. His hearted picked up speed, slamming against his ribcage as he watched the love of his life, his mate, his Luna, his everything start to roll his hips in a way that had his own toes curling within his shoes. The Alpha desperately tried to keep his eyes open, fingertips gripping Hongseok’s thick thighs as he rode him. Russet orbs gazed as his hardened disappeared and reappeared within the smaller male that started to drop harder, making the sounds of squelching from the wetness and skin meeting skin louder. “,” he groaned loudly while digging his feet into the earth below them to gain some sort of foundation as his hips bucked upward in time with his downward s. “You’re doing good--Ah.. So ing --ngh--Good!” Fingertips traveled along sturdy thighs, gripping onto his hips to use as support. “So wet-- and beautiful… … Baby--I need you to go harder.” Bending his body upwards so he was sitting upwards, Minho pressed his lips against the shell of the omega’s ear. “Daddy needs to you to be faster. Can you do it for him?”

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *Your firm grasp on my sides refuses to allow me to move even a millimeter away; I am stuck to you in a proximity one only has to experience to understand, and our wet chests collide, my flat abdomen pressing to yours firm; noses grazing, my hot breath ghosting perfect tiers. I inattentively squeak once I'm lifted off of you, from what was my urge to tease you earlier--I am too quick to surrender; rewarding you with yet another cry when you slam upwards into me. My narrow shoulders, they rise and fall, and I'm /dripping/; plump, crimson lips parting /all/ for /you/; I sigh those dirty sounds I know you love so much...* Omega? *Blushing already from how right my name sounds coming from you, it only deepens at the command; and I lewdly moan at the force. My eyelids, they bat weakly awake, as small hands collect the fabric of your shirt within them, spread thighs giving you a show.* Anything for you, my Alpha. *Quivering with arousal, I wet my mouth, deciding not to wait before I start my ride.* K-Keep your eyes on me, Daddy... Forget about the world. *I whisper to you, almost as if it's some sort of siren song; and my round hips move to a steady rhythm. I pick up my pace with a grunt, my dance rougher, sloppier, more desperate. I swallow the saliva that pools in my cavern... You're so ing y, my King--I-I quickly wear my innocence again.* A-Am I doing okay...?

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  *’Ruin me’ were the only words that registered within the Alpha’s mind in the midst of his egged on rut. His long fingers twitched, gripping onto the fabric of his sides as he tried to desperately pull the omega closer--if it were even possible. Minho’s lips parted slightly to let out rough pants while using the grip on Hongseok’s side to lift the smaller wolf up. Russet eyes watched as inch by inch his hardened appeared from within the tight entrance of his lover.* H-Hongseok… *He grunted his name as he couldn’t help but up into the Luna. He couldn’t bare to separate for long.* Ride me, Omega. *He commanded with a rumbling growl as he used his hands to push the male down in time with his upwards * Fast.

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *I murmur a tiny apology for revealing your dripping giant to the cool, mid-night air--even if the both of us know I'm not sorry. I tuck away my innocent façade and bend over to the pearl from your tip, swallowing it; plump lips closing around the solid muscle to give it a harsh as my Alpha grips my soft thighs. Y-Your hands are just as big, I want them to hold me down while you--I'm the reason behind your sound of pleasure and profanity, and it makes me hot, aware you rarely curse. I disconnect the string of saliva that links us together when your predatorial gaze travels to said bottoms, and I cup your knuckles with my warm palms as an 'aid,' swaying my hips to peel them off. My tongue sticks in focus as I work to step out of them, pausing when I overhear you.* H-Hu-- *Reflexively, I trap my mouth in a muzzle to stifle my scream at the sudden pound; toppling forward to bury my face in your chest to stifle my music against the fabric of your shirt. You tear through my Heat, and pull apart closing walls. I grip onto the material, tears overflowing from the flush of relief--carefully tipping backwards to adjust myself to your size.* M-Minho... Ah... *My head rolls back the more I splay my slender legs for you to see; droplets of crystal gliding down a golden complexion.* Ruin me.

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  *Hissing at the temperature difference as the cool air surrounding them collided with the heated length that pulsed angrily, Minho threw his head back and let out a long moan. Long fingers grabbed onto his thick thighs, squeezing them within his palms.* F-… *He couldn’t help but curse as he finally focused on his lover’s lips that moved. H-Help? Russet eyes travelled down to the wet pants that clung onto the thighs he was using as support* O-Oh… Nngh… *Trembling digits grabbed onto the fabric, peeling it from his lover’s skin as it clung to him for dear life. Only able to get it down to mid thigh, Minho grunted in frustration.* it… *Not caring at the rest of the jeans and just the need to be within him, the alpha positioned himself and plunged into his lover.*

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *Your approval to my aroma, there is a content inside of me; I was made to keep you satisfied, my King. All my life, I have thought of my scent as pungent and nose-scrunching; yet you came along and proved me so wrong... My orbs glaze with tears, from the mix-match of hormones, and sharp pains ball around my groin, begging me to hurry. Your rich irises, they follow my every move as they devour me; and I know I grow even more bashful beneath them. Your long hands refuse to keep me from budging, and I mewl, staying in place--soft crescent-shapes engraved where you dig into me.* A-Ah... A-All I need is you too, Baby... *I forget about attracting foreigners the moment our hips collide; grinding against you desperately--until I show you the mess I've made just from the idea. The more we move, the bigger you grow--* Oh! *A-And, with shaky fingers, do I hustle to remove your trousers and mine. Mine, I find a little harder to strip; so I look up at you again with my round eyes.* H-Help me, Daddy...? They won't come off...

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  You do… *He whispered breathily as he watches his luna with russet eyes turned into the color of a deep abyss as arousal shot through him like a bullet. Alert, Minho’s eyes darted with every move the other wolf made.” I do… I need to be buried inside of you… *He groaned softly while long fingers gripped at his lover’s narrow hips, blunt nails digging into the tender flesh that peeked from the hem of his shirt that rose upward while in deep in sleep.* I don’t care… All I can even smell or want right now is you, Hongseok. Nggh-- *Groans loudly while lifting his hips up to rub against his wet crotch. Each roll of their pelvis left Minho momentarily breathless.* Mmm? *He hummed, distracted by the feeling, but he was sure his lover had called him. Russet eyes travelled down his body until he watched how over-soaked Hongseok’s pants were* F-… Baby… I need to be in you. Right. Now. *Growling, Minho s upward, needing to collide with the man above him. He could feel his knot threatening to swell already.* ...

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *The continuous brush of your restrained between beautiful, sheathed legs, even when I've fully awakened, does my mind coat with a fog. Second cycle of its Heat soaks me mercilessly, and your teasingly painful grinding o-only--I hear you address my name, the bisyllabic pronunciation I can't help feel nervous at the hands of; and the husk that the end the way I my territorial wound... I hold onto you tighter when I catch the profanity, the tips of my ears afire. There is always an arousal that accompanies whenever you swear like this--Mainly because it's so rare, but so /y/ when you do. Hngh...* Do I? *I ask you softly, a breathy giggle spilling from between red lips at what comes after.* You want to be inside me...? But I thought you said... We'll attract other wolves. You smell even better... *I shift so I'm sitting on top of you, straddling your hips; with stuck trousers that move against your obvious giant. I drive my own little self insane with this torture, but there's nothing more fun than teasing you.* Daddy, look at this. *I purr, lifting off of you slightly to show you how I drip.*

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  *Minho’s breath came out quicker as his hips rubbed feverishly against Hongseok’s pelvis while lips attacked the smooth skin of his neck. A low, guttural groan leaves his lips while russet eyes appeared from behind tan lids.* Nngh.. H-Hongseok? *His voice cracked from no use; a morning croak that slipped as the sleep haze of his mind started to dissipate. However, even as his conscious came to the surface, Minho’s hips never seized their repetitive motion. Nngh--… You smell so good, ‘Seok… *He mumbled as felt the wet fabric cling to the area of his crotch.* Please… I need to be inside you...

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *I swear the night that blankets us is relatively cool; with its Sunless breezes that play with our strands, whispering sin. The moment my head collides with a cushion of grass, I drift away; unaware that I'm held in place by long, rough fingers. It isn't until I squirm awake in the middle of the night, that I find your tent brushing against me from behind, with my clothes drenched in something more than just sweat. My full thighs squeeze together, and I grunt, leaning against your broad chest with a rub of the eyes.* Minho... *I softly moan, realising most of my juices have transferred on to the fabric of your trousers. I toss so I'm facing you and tip my head up, latching berry-pressed lips against your gorgeous neck; eyelids bat shut from the fatigue while my body ineptly rocks.* Nnh... You're... You're making me... *I swallow, wetting my lips.* ... wetter...

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  *Minho fell asleep quickly as he listened to Hongseok’s words. ‘I’m already so hot..’ strung itself in his mind like a symphony made by the greatest composer of all time. The words coincide with sounds of a heated giggle. It had beads of sweat forming on his skin and his body’s temperature rising. It was unbearably hot. Too hot and yet the only way it seemed to cool down was by movement. The more Minho seemed to move, the cooler his skin became. * Nngh… *Long fingers twitched as they curl around the form he was holding onto. Pink lips parted slightly to let out staggered breaths as his hips rotated, rocking against the other’s figure as he came to from his dream.*

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *I have always wondered what you find addicting about my scent--which is why, you describing it as 'too good,' combined with your dazzling, affectionate smile, I flutter amidst a daze in the clouds. Your scent, now... It is a scent I bury my face into your pillow to inhale and memorise when you're not around. It is the scent that fogs my mind in early mornings, and has my hips twitching at simply the notion of it.* I... I promise not to make you snap... *Inattentively, my fingers wander over your strong biceps--feeling the toned muscle beneath the cotton fabric of your shirt. The air leaving my throat hitches, and you can see my swirling Heat in the cosmos of my irises.* I'm only for you to see, Minho... All of me. *I tilt my head as you bury your face against that one area, whimpering at the goosebump-dotting kiss.* You make me the happiest, my King. You make me live. *I wrap my arms around your sturdy frame, resting my cheek against your shoulder.* That's a great idea, baby. My Alpha's safety comes first, before anything else. Besides... *I tip close to whisper in your ear.* ... Imagine how much more exciting it's going to be as a result of holding it back. *I pull back to wink at you, giggling.* Goodnight, my Universe. But before that--Do we still need a fire? I'm already so hot...

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  *Minho absentmindedly tightens his grip against on Hongseok as his eyelids flutter at the kisses that came back full circle to his pink lips. Berry met blush as their lips entangle into a loving kiss that had Minho’s lips curving into a warm smile. Opening his eyes, his gaze is one that matches the tender swoop of his mouth.* You are… If you make me snap, Hongseok, I think we would attract a lot of people.. Y-Your scent would become so thick and it smells good… t-too good. *Minho wanted to pull away before his patience snaps and he takes the man beneath him with no regards that they were out in the open. Leaning into the touch, Minho pressed his face into the nook of his neck, hiding the redness of his cheeks at his Luna’s words* Hongseok… You make me so happy. *Letting out a breathless chuckle, Minho pressed a kiss against the mark that proved the omega belong to him.* We should close our eyes and rest… We can continue this tomorrow when we are in safety. *Mumbles against his heated skin as a silent promise*

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *Despite all my teasing, you still keep your hands where they belong; and my long fingers, they play with the hairs on the rear of your neck. My plush, berry lips; they wander over your skin, exploring till beneath your ears before returning to the curve of your mouth. I am addressed, and I give you a soft hum in response, feeling the sizzle of your blush beneath my kisses; otherwise I start to wonder whether it is mine, for my skin is on equal fire if not more.* Dancing. *I taste the bisyllabic... euphemism, we could call it; the tip of my small tongue lapping over the wound I see. I can faintly taste Iron, which makes me dizzy--eyelids popping open upon hearing your words. What have I done--You're... You're still in a rut while I'm still in my heat. This vertigo... Isn't from the addicting taste of your metal, is it? I swallow slowly, wondering if you can see any shift in my golden orbs.* S...Snap...? *I ask you as if I don't know; tucking my head beneath your chin.* Stop what, hmm? I'm not doing anything... *I chuckle breathily, my digits dancing over your broad chest and shoulders.* I was just... *I dreamily sigh, huddling up against you.* ... thinking about how everyone knows that now I belong to you... Especially since I wear your heavenly scent.

@ᴰ yang hongseok ᵒ☾  *Hearing his name come out as a gasp has Minho’s heart pounding against his chest harder than it has ever done before. It had the Alpha questioning what he has done just for the mere fact that the way their bodies pressed together reminded him of the night they had spent together. Heat crept up to the older’s cheeks. However, he still held onto those plush mounds he claimed as his own.* You… *Eyelids flutter closed, lashes resting against his cheeks while leaning into the kisses as the purr had warmth travelling the expansion of his chest.* Mmm… Dancing…? *Furrowing his eyebrows, Minho was confused for a moment until his omega’s words registered within his mind. Rut. --He was still in a rut. No wonder he wanted to be close to the other. To rub against him and claim him as his own over and over again.* Hongseok… If you don’t stop… I might snap again…

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *You wear a look on your face I recognise as playfulness, and I can almost tell what you're thinking. I'm a total weirdo for saying that, aren't I? I-I mean... Isn't it a given already, that all of me is for you, including my ? My face on fire with its brilliant crimson, I give my head a soft nod, too flustered to even make eye-contact with you; but I somehow manage it, for I wish to melt more and more amidst you.* Just yours... Only yours. *With your deep chuckles, warm air fans over my sensitive flesh, making my head spin. When I'm in your arms, I forget that we're lost to begin with... Your long digits leaving trails of flame in their path, only to land over that one area and leave me gasping.* M-Minho! *Despite the wave of shyness, there is an arch in my back that fills both your hands completely, and my dulled fingernails, they graze built shoulder-blades.* Yours... *I tilt my head back to grant you further access to my slender neck, and dreamily sigh.* Hmm...? Oh. *I chuckle quietly hearing your question, lifting my gaze to settle upon yours. Your gorgeous beam... To feel it against my skin is...* Your scent... *I purr, tipping up to kiss your jaw.* It soothes me for it reminds me of the Earth after rain. *I press my mouth to your neck.* It drives me insane because it reminds me of... "dancing." You in a rut... Mmm... *I wander to the corner of your mouth, missing your lips on purpose; tone sultry.* It makes me dizzy in the most mindblowing of ways. Your scent... I could /survive/ off it.

@ᴱ yang hongseok ᵒ⋄ℋ *Raising an eyebrow at the statement that leaves his mate, Minho’s lips curved into a playfully grin. The upper row of his teeth showed as he bit into his lower lip while his russet eyes sparkled with a sign of mischief.* Oh? Just mine to see and hold? *Chuckling softly against the bruised skin of his neck, Minho mumbled. It was an incoherent phrase, but the alpha’s cheeks still turned a light shade of pink. Long fingers fumbled along the sides of his omega’s frame, shifting with the press of plump thighs against his hips. The little bit of lift from the change in position made it easier to grab what was his. Playfully squeezing his round mounds, Minho laughed softly against his neck. His warm breath fanning his skin with every shake of his body.* Mine. *He was sure Hongseok could tell how hard he was grinning from the way his lips pressed against his claim mark, but at that point he didn’t care. What he did care about were the words that left those pink stained lips--* W-What is my scent doing to you? *He mumbled softly in curiosity. Was it calming him? Driving him crazy? Making him anxious? There were so many ways his scent could be affecting him. It had Minho’s stomach tying up in knots*

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *But my Prince... I would only want for you to see me. I want only /you/ to worship me with your eyes, and trail your long digits along my body as you increase our proximity. If even my irises are beautiful, it is because they are met with the equally Divine sight of you. And as for my lips, they land on your skin and leave their stain, hence why they are deemed blessed. I wish to say all these words to you, but what ends up leaving is--* T-Thank you, but... Baby... You're the only one whom my belongs to. I mean, i-it's only yours to see... and... hold... *Hold? Really, Hongseok? Do you really want to talk about -grabbing while you're both stuck in the middle of nowhere? Thankfully, the subject is changed before I start making things strange when I hold your fingers to my chest, bullet orbs fixed upon yours; as if they're taking a glance through the window of your soul.* I am always safe when I'm with you... *I whisper, the searing connection of our eyes unbreakable. My complexion burns, and I can feel my clasp on you tighten. I sigh your name in a prayer, cut short by a squeak with my back colliding against grass pillows--draping my arms over your broad back to pull you near, an array of breathy chuckles slipping from the ticklish rubs. Plump thighs that latch over your sturdy frame, I envelop you amidst my tight embrace; head tilting to grant you room. Every inch of you presses against me and in this moment I am on a high. I bury my face shyly in the fabric of your shirt, the scent of oil lamps alight on a jet night shifting to that of ash buried in soil damped from the showers.* I love you. *I kiss the shell of your ear, murmuring.* I love you so much. I... wonder if you're aware of what your scent is doing to me...

@ᴱ yang hongseok ᵒ⋄ℋ *Hearing it was ‘only like that for him’ had his eyes widening. Shaking his head quickly, Minho took it as another sign that Hongseok was just feeling insecure of his looks rather than what the omega meant. Sputtering nonsense under his breath, he kept shaking his head before the words finally decided to leave him.* It’s not that I just think that. I mean, I am biased towards you, but anyone who looks at your behind would see how… nice… it is… *Realizing he was about to go off on another tangent, Minho bit down on his lower lip and glanced at the ground beneath them. It wasn’t until his fingers were taken that he managed to look at his mate. Twitching fingers tightened on the hold as his words were repeated. Nodding his head, Minho took in a deep breath.* Yes… S-Scent you… So you would smell of Earth too. You would be safe… *He whispered into the space between them as his eyes never wavered from the other. It took Hongseok a split second, a moment to answer, but when the words were finally said, Minho felt his heart pound harder beneath his in excitement.* Hongseok— *He barely got out the name of the man he loved before tackling the omega to the ground. Thankfully the lush forest had tons of green strands to catch their fall. Pressing his face into the crook of the Luna’s shoulder, Minho rubbed his nose into the tender skin. His arms tightened around the small frame as his scent rolled off him in waves with every rub of their bodies.*

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *--Then it hits me. Did I... Did I just ask you if you like what you see? Where did this newfound confidence come from? Am I that confident about my ? If I wasn't holding said leaves, I would cover my face and pretend to vanish. What must my Minho be thinking of me? I note the reddened hue painted over your gorgeous, tan complexion, but I conclude that must only be from all the physical activity--f-from our adventure!--and the semi-evening heat.* I... R-Rea-- *My jaw drops to your description, and I'm not sure whether I should shyly giggle, or be incredibly flattered over the fact you think my bottom is 'pretty, plump and perfectly round,' and that you'd rate it a ten out of ten. I eye your large hands momentarily, biting down on my plush lower.* Thank you. U-Um. It's like that only for you, though. *I mumble, lifting my face up to flash you a sheepish smile. Strangely, no matter what you say, it always makes me feel heaps better. No wonder I've learned to love the scars on my body in such short time. There's just... something about the way you say it that's so reassuring. Trying my best to stifle a ridiculous beam, I crouch down and start tearing the leaves I gather into a pile, moving around to find sticks of the right size next. It occurs to me what you might have in mind to mask our scents, and I turn to you when my dear nickname is called.* Yes, Baby? *I understand your gesture, and how it means you radiate of the Earth; pacing over to you to gently take your fingers in mine once I notice they're trembling. I bring them to my heart and caress your knuckles affectionately, with glistening orbs settling upon yours.* ... S-Scent me? *I find myself gripping onto you tighter. My body /loves/ the sound of that. To show everyone who I truly belong to.* That... *I'm already breathless from the notion.* That sounds... amazing. Scent me. Nothing can touch us if you do.

@ᴱ yang hongseok ᵒ⋄ℋ *Cheeks flushing a deep red at being caught, Minho’s breath hitched. The air was stolen sinfully from his lungs at the question. Was Hongseok asking seriously? Was the omega teasing him for catching him in the inappropriate act? Not knowing which one was true, Minho’s need to make sure his omega was understanding of his beauty triumphed the thought of the man teasing him.* O-Of course! You have the nicest I have ever seen. It’s pretty, plump, and perfectly round--A triple ‘P,’ which means that if there was an award on the most perfect bottom, it would definitely be yours! *Holding both hand stretched out, Minho waved them slightly.* Ten out of ten! *Realizing he had been rambling about Hongseok’s bottom, the alpha his lips and cleared his throat* J-Just… Just so you know… You know? *Gnawing on a lower lip, Minho looked away to think more of the making situation. To be honest? He didn’t think he nor Hongseok needed to mask their scents. His omega’s scent was representing of a burning fire drenched in oil--While he found it /intoxicating/, he knew most wolves wouldn’t. They wouldn’t come snooping around the scent and as for himself--Well, Minho smelled of the most common thing in the land; trees. They were both equally of no danger. However, the thought of rubbing his scent all over his omega and making sure everyone knew he was /his/ was causing his whole being to vibrate in excitement.* ‘S-Seok… You know.. As for the masking thing--Well… I mean, my scent is of well--*Waves to the trees around them before looking at his make, fingers trembling in anxiety* I c-could scent you. A-And I think we would be fine f-for the night, of course!

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *I overhear your words about a happy wife, a-and your promise to one day propose comes rushing back. I wonder if you're aware of how excited I am already. When I look at you... I see my future, my eternity. Happily clasping my hands together when you let me win, I squeak a 'Thank you!' Landing a huge kiss on the cheek to show you my gratitude. You fill me with the energy I never knew I possessed.* But in the end, we're both winners, I'd like to think. *Allowing my lips to linger... They would have never pulled away lest we did not require air. I can never get enough of you, Minho. Your touch is addicting as is your flavour. I wouldn't mind getting drunk off of you; and the adorable smile you flash towards me.* They wish to captivate only you, my Everything; that's why they're like this. To call them just 'brown' 'like dirt' is to butcher their beauty. I look into them and I'm a puddle. *I deeply chuckle, to maybe or maybe not sound rather seductive; especially when I pair it with my purring. I watch you run off to collect something to mask our scent with, and shake my head whilst smiling to myself. You're too cute for your own good. Spinning on my heel to start working on the fire, I've nearly collected the leaves when I hear a gasp, looking over to find you.* Hm? Minho? *I raise an eyebrow, straightening with an intense blush flooding my features this time... realising what you're looking it.* O-Oh... I-Is there something you wanted to ask...? *Instantly becoming shy and flustered, the stack of leaves clutched using both hands. G-Gee...* ... Do you like what you see?

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@ᴱ yang hongseok ᵒ⋄ℋ *Raising a thin brow, Minho huffed softly under his breath. The giggle was like an arrow to his heart and he couldn’t fight with the man much longer.* Happy wife, happy life… *He mumbled to himself and pressed his shoe into the dirt below them, moving it around--a habit when feeling sheepish.* I’ll let you win this time--But only this time… *Mumbles while kissing his mate, sighing happily into the mingle of their lips as his eyes close for a moment to savor the touch of the younger. Eyes fluttering open, Minho gave a smile when seeing the sweet one of Hongseok’s. * They aren’t just beautiful--They literally take my breath away… So captivating--*Eyes widening at the description of his own eyes, the tender words cause his cheeks to inflame.* A-Ah… I never thought of them as that.. J-just you know, brown… like dirt… *Rubbing a palm against his cheek, almost as if to wipe away the pink, Minho his lips as the purr sets more than one parts of his body on fire. Nearly choking on his saliva, the alpha peeled himself away from his mate and quickly scampered off to find something to mask their scents.* Mask scent… Mask scent… *Mumbles to himself while thinking before a thought occurs to him, turning to see if Hongseok would be okay with such, Minho was taken back by the omega bending over. His eyes instantly oogle at the man’s round behind, causing a gasp to escape his lips* Ah--

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ℛ *I squint my eyelids back up at you the way you do me; The love of my life is just as competitive as I am--keeping me on my feet. The look on your face is so precious, it bubbles up a giggle from within me.* Nuhuh! I love you beyond mostest, and that's final! *Satisfied by my response, I hold on to your strong arms whilst I give your pout a soft kiss, lowering myself back onto my heels with the most sugary smile. I feel a crimson start to blossom... Have you really gazed that deeply into my eyes? I-I mean... Of course you have. I rub my arm in a sheepish manner, pearly-whites clasping my lower to stifle an insane beam.* It's not weird at all. No one has ever talked about my eyes like that. I... I'm honoured you find them beautiful, Minho. Please don't worry. *I give your fingers a gentle squeeze as a reassurance, my bullet orbs shimmering with eternal love for you beneath the setting sun.* I might have said it before, but your eyes are the richest shade of brown I have ever seen. Describing them as brown would be an understatement, rather... I believe they are more the colour of summer trees, and at the same time, of the most decadent chocolate one can find. Your eyes are the mirror kind... I admire myself in them and I hope you're able to admire yourself in mine too. Ah... *I realise I've gone on talking for too long and feel slightly embarrassed by this ramble. I nod my head in agreement, grinning.* Your mother is one of the greatest people I have ever met. I'm sad I only spoke to her when you and I first met. I wish I could see her again and chat for longer. Maybe she'll show me your baby pictures too. *I wink at you playfully, another array of soft chuckles following.* Oh? *I tilt my head, an eyebrow rising in amusement.* My Man of Facts. You're thirsty, huh? You need to be more specific what you're thirsty for... *I lower my voice to a purr as I run my fingers down your arm, keeping an eye on your expression. Teasing you is too fun. You're too cute.* River water is pure so we can just drink that. We could boil it just in case though. *I softly tut as you facepalm, and kiss the hand that did.* Aye-aye, Captain! I'll start working on the fire right away. This is a good camping spot, huh? *Resting my hands at my hips, I look around; then back up at you--my face a burning mess.* I-I don't think I do... You're the one who drives me crazy with your scent. *I mumble, bending over to collect a few leaves.*

@ᴱ yang hongseok ᵒ⋄ℋ *Feeling his heart pulse quicker within his chest, Minho bit down on his lower lip, eyes narrowing slightly at the challenge presented; it was a weakness of his. Being challenged sparked the competitive side within him, causing his cheeks to expand as he in air. He tried to keep himself level headed but could not the more the thought of the challenge* I love you the mostest! *he grumbled back almost childishly with a pout to support him.* Yes, your eyes are mostly a silverish color, but in certain lighting you can see the orange flecks within them. It reminds me of the spark after a gun has been fired… *Blinking at the confession, Minho felt his cheeks warm and quickly stumbled over his words like an idiot* I-I mean… If t-t-thats weird--can w-we just ignore what I-I-I said? Instead lets focus on my mom..Yes! My mom. She is amazing. She has always been there for me and loved me no matter what… And I don’t know what I am saying that either! *Minho, say something smooth before you mess this up further, he told himself.* I hear that seventy-five percent of your body is water and I am thirsty! *Pausing for a moment, Minho pressed his palm against his forehead and just shakes his head, trying to act like he hadn’t just said that.* I don’t know about the caves, but we would probably have to camp out… You can make the fire and I will get us something to mask our scents with. I want to be extra safe just in case… *Glances at his boyfriend and mumbles* becauseyoualwayssmellsogood...

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ *And with this saying of mine, I hope you also remember that I would never want anyone else. You're my beloved, my King, my God, and everything in-between. I need to keep my knees from turning to goo beneath your swoonworthy gaze, though it is impossible. I am fortunate that the cool breeze, and the need to keep the flower crown safe, is what holds me upright. I tilt my head to return the gaze of a lover, attempting to ignore the crimson hues flooding quickly my complexion.* I love you the most. *I challenge you almost, averting my gaze briefly to my feet in the manner of a bashful bride, knowing you're admiring your masterpiece. Your skills amaze me always.* You... really think so? *I never noticed I have orange flecks in my eyes. It is heart-spinning, the thought you pay such close attention to my details... My breathing, it staggers while leaving my throat. I rub my arm in a nervous manner, unable to help wonder: What else have you noticed? The corners of my eyelids crinkle with my eyesmile, beam gracing my lips spreading wider. Your beautiful smile is so contagious, I'm in love with it. I listen to your heartwarming story carefully. But this time, my grin is softer, from the adorable image that has swept me away.* Your mother is amazing for making you a flower crown. I would love to have you teach me. You're practically the master! *I flail my arms with an excitement, eager to learn how they're made. Plus... Plus it'd be an excuse for me to get even closer to you. I picture you teaching our baby how to make one, too; whilst he or she adorns them. My heart swells. You're going to be the most perfect father...--Snap out of it, Hongseok! Great, now I probably look weird just staring at you like that. Was I staring? Oh God. When I think I can't embarrass myself more...* You're right. *I stammer, scratching my head whilst I look around. If it's anywhere past 5, that means we have a bit over two hours to find our way out of the forest... and by the looks of it, we might not.* We can start on our trail along the running water, I'm sure we'll find a ton of flowers to collect. Do you think there's any caves nearby or would we have to camp out? *I'm not sure why, but there's a queasy feeling that churns my stomach.* You don't have to worry about any trouble, Baby. I'll make us a fire, which should, at least temporarily keep any rouge wolves away. Do we have to mask our scents too?

@ᴱ yang hongseok ᵒ⋄ *Every Queen needs a King--The saying had pink coloring his cheeks as he thought about what Hongseok was saying. Not only did he call him Royalty, but the omega had proclaimed himself as his mate essentially. Swallowing the rather large lump in his throat formed by the wild beating of his heart, Minho glazed at his boyfriend lovingly* I-I… I love you too… *He mumbled sheepishly, the words causing his heart to skyrocket even further. Long fingers played with one another, fiddling as he gazed at the flowers surrounding the omega’s head. It was breathtakingly beautiful* You… The flowers really match you. They bring out the specks of orange in your eyes-- *Grinning at the confession, Minho rubbed his toe against the floor, moving the dirt beneath his shoe* Um… You haven’t seen a flower crown? They take a while to make, but I’ve been making the since I could remember… I used to collect flowers everywhere I walked when I was younger, however, being that young age, I was prone to fits and after collecting my twentieth flower, I complained about the weight and my mom made a flower crown out of them so I didn’t have to hold them anymore! I can teach you if you want.. *Bites onto his lower lip, gazing down at the shorter male beneath him.* Maybe we can find flowers along the way--We might need to find a place to rest for the night since it could be getting dark any minute now and these forest are known for having lots of trouble once the sun has set.

@ᴰ choi minho ᵃ✪ *Curse this sinking light of the day, now you can see a crimson glow sizzling the apple of my cheeks even more! Both your large hands blanket my smaller, as you guide it to your chest. I feel your heart pitter-patter and suddenly I'm unsure whether this beating is mine. Do I... really do to you what you do to me? I giggle upon your excitement, my own being doing a small wiggle in response.* Of course I would teach you, my King. And... Golly, do you realise how much you're flattering me right now? I wouldn't say it's /breathtaking/... *I end my sentence in a fashion similar to yours; as if my breath has truly been stolen while I swoon, leaning against your wide chest for just a second.* You're breathtaking... and intelligent... *And so gorgeous you /must/ be a God. I listen to you carefully, as you tell me the name of the tree. Coast redwood. For starters, the height is what amazes me. It seems like you could climb it forever but it would never end. Then comes the unique shade of its bark, from which the name came from... At least, I think. You have so much knowledge about trees, it makes me wonder what about them fascinated you to study. But then again... What about trees isn't fascinating? There are no two species that are alike. From the common oak tree to the bizarre baobab tr--I'm starting to ramble within my thoughts now, snap out of it Hongseok! I sigh dreamily upon our height difference, when you lean over to let me kiss your cheek; gently letting you go to allow you to kneel before the flowers. I'm curious as to what you do, but I wouldn't want to intrude. So, I simply latch on to your explanation.* Marigolds. *I repeat. They're the most divine shade of your favourite colour. I must collect more to give to you. I pick up a fallen leaf I see and squint my eyes, examining the veins; letting it fall when you approach me again.* They are a stunning summer flow-- *Caught off-guard by the Crown placed on my head, I lean into your touch as you arrange my locks; the most bashful smile gracing pink lips.* Oh, Minho... This is so beautiful, I-I--I've never seen a flower crown before let alone worn one... *I dare not even touch the petals because of them being so dainty.* Every Queen needs a King, isn't that right? Even if I look like royalty, you're still my King... and I love you so much.