Taecyeon's Loft

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ () let me know when you saved stuff so I can go ahead ouo

@Lee Taemin ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ that's fine with me.

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ () you okay if I make Sunyoul's studio their combined home? then I'll delete this room once we saved everything. Is that okay???

@Sunyoul ฅᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ Hearing Sunyoul apologize again broke Taecyeon's heart. It was hard to come to grips with the reality that Sunyoul didn't see him as anything more than a friend. His back to the omega, his arms clasped around himself as if he was struggling to contain his emotions, Taecyeon whispered, "Go already - - "

Once the front door shut behind Sunyoul, Taecyeon crossed the room quickly, locking the door securely. He was sure Sunyoul wouldn't return, but he wasn't going to take any chances. As much as it hurt him that Sunyoul didn't care about him, he knew he never wanted to do anything to harm the omega that he loved. Resting his forehead against the door, he kicked it abruptly, cursing softly under his breath before he turned away, heading back to his bedroom, ready to hide from the world until his rut was over.

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ Sunyoul looked up at Taecyeon when he managed to put space between one another, his lips swollen and saturated in pink, his neck starting to show signs of Taecyeon's red marks and his clothes dissemble and messy. He had to pant, to collect himself from this rather heated moment they shared.

Then he is pulled, his chest pressed to Taecyeon's, assuming it was just a pause and that despite the words that spew out from the omega that they would both ignore it and go with their bodily urges. Then the words snap him back to reality, it had quickly cleared the lust clouds that invaded his mind.

He poured, not because things had stopped but to hear his friend put himself down but he didn't know what to say without hurting him or leading him so all he managed was a tightening brief hug. "I-Im sorry again..." It was a wide decision for them depart, to talk about everything when both had cleared minds.

He continued the way to the front door after being pushed to it, stopping in front of it to turn and look back at Taecyeon's back. "Please take it easy...I hope I can see you again." Then the sound of the door open and shut, leaving the poor alpha alone in his rut.

@Sunyoul ฅᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ Lost in the fog of his desire, it took a few moments for Sunyoul's cries to reach Taecyeon. He hovered over Sunyoul, a look of shock on his face when the omega stammered in confusion, begging him to stop. The alpha wasn't sure if he was disappointed or relieved at Sunyoul's words. The part of him controlled by his body, his rut ruling his decisions, wanted nothing more than to take Sunyoul, making him his own. The part of him controlled by his heart - - the stronger part - - wanted Sunyoul to be safe and happy. He knew the only way to accomplish this was for Sunyoul to leave him in his loneliness to suffer through the exhaustive demands of his rut, an alpha without an omega.

Sitting up, his body screaming in frustration, Taecyeon pulled Sunyoul into his arms, his voice broken. "You're right. I'm not your boyfriend, and you deserve better, Sunyoul. This is why I need you to leave. I'm teetering on the brink of ruining you. Please, go - - "

Gripping Sunyoul's arms, Taecyeon rose to his feet, bringing Sunyoul with him. He pushed the younger man toward his front door, turning his back on him, his aching as it pressed against the zipper of his jeans, the thin cotton of his briefs doing little to contain it. Hugging himself, beads of sweat breaking out along his hairline, glittering like jewels, Taecyeon groaned. "Go! Don't make me say it again - - "

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ A startled gasp broke out from the omega when the alpha held his slender, fragile body with urgency, his fingers massaging deep into his muscles as it sent a wave of faint pleasure throughout the omega's body. Sunyoul didn't know much about kissing, that the gentleness and awkward sweetness were all he could offer, he wasn't sure if he could even recreate that frustration and passion that Taecyeon showed him.

It wasn't enough for Sunyoul and he knew it definitely wasn't enough for an alpha in his rut, an alpha with more knowledge and experience. He glanced up, his big orbs giving him an oblivious, innocent look under his soft lashes when it seemed he was being scolded for the trouble he was giving the man. A meek sound half escaped from Sunyoul, only to become a hushed muffled against the brims that search for more, that search for something important and in a hurried matter. His heart skipped a beat, and there was that spark again; when the gentleness was dropped, it instantly lit a fire in the pit of his stomach.

Sunyoul didn't fight back; why would he if he was enjoying every second, in fact, he wished to give his entire self to Taecyeon, which alone should answer his confused mess of feelings. But he wasn't focusing on that matter, his mind was preoccupied at the moment, the way his lips were beginning to swell and burn from the and all of sudden his back was now flushed to the firm couch. The air was whipped out from his lungs, leaving him speechless only to feel a comfortable, heated weight engulfing his smaller figure.

His mind became a delirious haze, pondering how this scenario matched with his fantasy in some ways, how better it felt to do it in real life. Unknowingly he arched his head back, his neck revealed for Taecyeon so he may do as he wished, to make sure that every inch of his neck would be covered and marked by his hard work of passion and lust. Sunyoul's skin felt like it was on fire, every time his body was touched by those pair of lips, his body burned, it made him feel like his heat was coming early.

Sunyoul's arms loosely snake around Taecyeon's broad shoulders, his delicate, soft fingertips pushed up into the short locks, tangling into his hair with care. His legs parted so that Taecyeon could rest probably against him, so that their heated groins hidden under layers of clothing could connect, perhaps do even more. "Taecyeon..." He moaned out sweetly, the exhilaration of finally saying his name out loud to the real deal and not just to the fantasized version. was fully erect, aching under his clothes as he could feel himself getting wet without any issues. He wished for more, he wanted to feel his skin against his, to finally experience what it would be like to have his inside of him. He whined and panted, he knew this was going against his dream, the idea of giving his pure, full self to the person he loves, to his partner. Here, Taecyeon was his crush, they weren't dating but he still wanted more from him.

"Please..." He meekly begged for the alpha, as he tugged him closer to his small frame. "I wish for more...but I know I can't...not yet...not like this...You need....we need to be boyfriends first..." He tried his best to explain himself, though his body didn't agree with his statement.

@Sunyoul ฅᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ Taecyeon assumed that Sunyoul would understand that he needed to leave the alpha alone now that his rut had begun. Sunyoul's innocence and Taecyeon's feelings made it impossible for the older man to contemplate allowing Sunyoul to help him survive the rigors of what he'd be suffering through over the next several days, but, to Taecyeon's dismay, Sunyoul made no effort to put distance between them. In fact, the omega moved closer, basking in the heat radiating from Taecyeon's body, pressing his smaller frame against the alpha.

Surely Sunyoul wasn't aware of the full impact of his actions. Taecyeon wanted to grip his forearms and push him away, but when Sunyoul reach out to trace his features with his fingers, Taecyeon's heart melted at Sunyoul's naive gentleness, and summoning all his willpower, Taecyeon managed to stand still and allow the younger man's sensitive digits to explore the contours of his face.

The kiss, however, took Taecyeon by surprise. The fleeting touches of Sunyoul's fingers were hard enough to endure without losing control of himself, but once Sunyoul kissed him, Taecyeon forfeited the tenuous hold he had over himself. His strong arms encircled the omega, pressing him close to his overstimulated body, his fingers digging into Sunyoul's back, the younger's clothes offering him little protection. Taecyeon allowed Sunyoul to lead the kiss, their lips moving slowly, gently, but even this simple connection was enough to ignite the fire that was simmering inside the alpha, causing it to burst into flames.

"You don't know what you're doing to me, Sunyoul," Taecyeon admonished the omega, his voice breaking. "You can't come here and kiss me like that and think you can walk away." Gripping the nape of Sunyoul's neck, Taecyeon took over, pulling the omega in for another kiss, gentleness forgotten.

Taecyeon's lips parted, his mouth and pulling on Sunyoul's plush tiers even as his feet began to move, leading the younger man over to the oversized leather couch that dominated his loft. Pushing Sunyoul down on it, Taecyeon covered him with his body, resuming the kisses, his lips exploring the omega's throat, nipping at his skin, scattering random marks anywhere his lips lingered for more than a few seconds.

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ Sunyoul kept picking and playing with his fingers when it was Taecyeon's turn to speak, afraid of what he might hear. Then he comes to a halt at the mention of his rut, he even takes a step back as he realizes that's why his scent is so different, that it was making the omega weak. "You would never hurt or frighten me, I promise that. And I'll always be by your side Taec Taec..." His lips shift into a soft pout, he could never picture the alpha hurting him, you may say he had good faith and trust in him or that he was naive and stubborn, not realizing what a rut could lead to.

Sunyoul shook his head, and objected, "Please don't apologize, it's not your fault but my own, I mean I can't control who I like neither can you. No...I would never want you to bottle your feelings, it's not a burden. I know how it feels to keep quiet and how painful it feels to just be on the sideline, just dreaming and wishing....I am happy you could tell me, because I don't want you to be in pain. Yes, I am confused but....I'll figure it out, I-I am sure I will." After his little rambling speech, his chest heaving as he takes a few inhales to regain his composure.

Sunyoul didn't reply when warned about the rut once more, and needing to leave, he stood his ground in silence as he contemplated a few things. He becomes flushed as his cinnamon pheromone seeps out, he takes a step forward, knowing what he is getting himself into and what he is doing to the poor alpha. Leaning up on his toes, he rests one hand on Taecyeon's shoulder to serve as support, feeling the arousal heat seeping through his shirt, and how damp it was beginning to feel.

His other hand is drawn up to reach Taecyeon's face, slowly making contact with what he couldn't quite see. His fingertips barely touching his cheek and jawline, but it sent a heated pulse that awaken his whole body. He doesn't stop, even if his heart pounded harder each time, he trails his ghostly touch to those soft lips. He grazed them over, admiring those lips with just his touch and memory, recalling the kiss that was only a few days ago but it was still fresh. It even made his own brims begin to burn and tingle as he recalled that life-changing moment.

How soft and different they felt under his hand, it didn't quite spark something inside of him, all it did was build up anticipation and need. The kiss though, sparked something, at last he couldn't recall the spark with just his fingertips alone.

Without putting any more consideration, he closed the distance and lay his lips onto Taecyeon's; it wasn't like their first kiss with a rough beginning. It was sweet and gentle, matching Sunyoul's innocence and timidness. The spark was different this time, it gradually bloomed and set a fire deep in his torso and once it got too overwhelming for the omega he had to break the kiss. "S-sorry...I just...I don't know."

@Sunyoul ฅᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ Taecyeon did his best to focus on what Sunyoul was saying, standing still and quiet while the omega stammered, trying to explain himself. He took a deep breath, speaking slowly once Sunyoul's voice trailed off. "You don't need to apologize, Sunyoul. I'm not angry, but you really shouldn't be here right now. My rut has begun, and - - I'm doing my best to control myself, but the longer you linger here, the harder it will be for me to guarantee that I might not do something that will upset you. I don't want to hurt or frighten you. You mean too much to me - - "

Shutting his eyes for a moment, Taecyeon could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his words thick in his throat, and he struggled to finish what he wanted to say. "I understand that you're confused, and I'm sorry that I've made you feel that way. I should have never said anything about how I feel about you. I've been trying so hard not to burden you." Inhaling deeply, Taecyeon managed to speak softly, his voice gentle, "Please go, sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you."

"Do you understand? It's my rut - - you must go - - "

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ The abrupt opening of the door and the loudness of Taecyeon's voice breaking the nerve wrecking silence cause Sunyoul to jolt, his slender figure scrunching up into its self as defensive mechanism. "Ah, I'm sorry Taec...." the rest of his nickname lingered on his tongue, too afraid to mention that sort of name during a tense moment as such.

He fluttered eyes to the space between their feet, his hands fumbling and fidgeting blindly with one another. His scent was much different, it was stronger and overpowering compared to last night and it made the omega weak that his knees felt like buckling underneath him. Was Taecyeon that angry with him for showing up?

"I-I'm sorry, I just needed to see you....hear you. After last night, I just...didn't want it to get in the way of us. I-if you would give me time..." his face was shifting to a red hue, mainly his cheeks and the top of his nose as he stammered with his words. "I'm confused Taecyeon, I don't know what I feel. I like him...but you too...I know it sounds silly...how can someone have a crush on two people."

He lifts his head, his eyes feel with a genuine determination to express himself, to keep Taecyeon by his side. "I just need time but I don't want to lose you or hurt...you...."

@Sunyoul ฅᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ Taecyeon wondered if the scene with Sunyoul the evening before had accelerated the onset of his rut. Shuddering, his whole body sensitive and feverish, he'd called into the office to let them know he'd be working from home and did not want to be disturbed. Thankfully, any cases that would require his attendance at court did not begin for a few weeks, so he wouldn't be letting any of his clients down by staying away from his office for the time being. Pacing the floor, there was one thing he was sure of - - he wanted to be left alone.

When he heard the knock on the door, he hissed in anger, glaring at the foyer of his loft apartment. Standing indecisively for a few moments, his body jerked when someone rang the doorbell, and growling under his breath, he stalked over to the door, pulling it open with a flourish. "What do you want?" he yelled, his eyes widening when he realized his visitor was Sunyoul. Groaning, he backed up a few steps, slowly shaking his head.

"You shouldn't be here. This isn't a good time - - "

@Ok Taecyeon ฅᵃˡᵖʰᵃ Sunyoul knew it would be a restless night for him, there was no way he could doze off while he had that conversation with Taecyeon before bed. He still hadn't made his mind about everything if he shared the same feelings, if it was even possible to have a crush on two people at the same time. He didn't know, his whole life he only liked that one person, now his whole world has been shaken.

The omega knew as he made his way to Taecyeon's home that he was being selfish, that he would be hurting his dear friend for wishing to see him so soon. He missed him though, he missed his voice, his scent, the way he would touch him and embrace him. He missed his so badly and didn't want to lose.

Though he knew it was entirely selfish and super self center to go to his place uninvited without a changed or at least a made up mind. He knocked timidly at the door, unsure if it would be heard and he decided to rang the bell. His hands clasped tightly together in front of him, his head slightly lowered while he tried to keep calm as he waited.