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@☁︎┊lan chanyeol ᵇ () issoki I am a patient person !

when the other began speaking about his family, sehun found himself deeply immersed in the conversation. he listened intently, his sharp mind piecing together fragments of the male’s personality, as if assembling a puzzle. there was something familiar about him, though sehun couldn’t quite place it. perhaps he’d seen him before - maybe in the cloud recesses? the memory felt hazy, slipping through his grasp every time he tried to hold onto it.

the male’s story intrigued him. it stirred a distant recollection of someone he’d once known - a boy who went to great lengths to mask his scent and suppress his second gender.

sehun’s focus sharpened as chanyeol suddenly dropped the broom and began to shake his head, his movements frantic. ' my father is dead,' sehun said abruptly, his voice tinged with both bitterness and resignation. then, with a wry chuckle, he added, ' but his legacy lives on. I’m the acting general now. '

despite the gravity of his words, sehun’s expression remained calm, though his eyes softened. ' but no need to be so formal, ' sehun said, his tone light as he gestured to their surroundings. ' around here, I’m just sehun. I leave the formalities for the battlefield. '

he pulled his hand back, stooping to gather the fallen items with practiced ease. as he straightened, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. ' it does get better, you know, ' he said, his voice warm and reassuring. 'I have an air shield too. I could teach you - how to expand it, how to use it without pushing everyone away. '

sehun chuckled lightly, the offer genuine yet casual, as if it were no big deal. ' if you want to, that is. '
his gaze lingered on the other for a moment, quietly waiting for a response, the air between them thick with unspoken understanding.

@☁︎┊lan sehun ᵃ (( why didn’t you poke me ;-; ))

Surprise was written all over his face, why would anyone wanna know about him? He wasn’t interesting even in the slightest. “I-i oh. Yeah. Of course. I was the only male born from my siblings. My mama thought she had an alpha on her hands.. Apparently she struggled in her pregnancy with me. So she thought I was an alpha. Not a beta. But. Lo and behold. I am a beta.” He chuckles softly, his eyes softening as he talks about his family. Chanyeol was calming down even more, talking about the people he loves. “I was very uh.. Skinny as a teen. Picked on for how I looked. Then I started working out more. Eating more. Gaining muscles and such.” He grins. “Now look at me. All buff. But still soft on the inside.”

Perking up with pride, he smiles. But soon faltering. Oh. My. Goodness.. He was having an actual conversation with the generals son!! Chanyeol’s hands fumbled as he dropped the broom when reaching out to shake Sehun’s hand. “I-its an honor to meet you! I-i sorry for the way we are meeting honestly.. i-i’m embarrassed.”

The question was bound to come. Chanyeol knew it. But it still left a bitter taste in his mouth. “I have.. Air Shield and Sound Manipulation. Probably the worse combination that I could possibly have.” He frowns, looking at Sehun, listening to the other attentively. “Does.. Does it ever get better?” He asks in a soft whisper.

@☁︎┊lan chanyeol ᵇ sehun glanced at chanyeol, a small, playful smile tugging at his lips. ' yeah? tell me about yourself, ' he said, his voice soft but full of curiosity. he was hoping the question would pull chanyeol's focus away from the chaotic surroundings, to center him and perhaps offer a moment of clarity. as he picked up the next shard of broken wood, sehun gestured toward the scattered pieces with a light chuckle, then reached for a nearby glass to set it aside.

' gusu lan? interesting, ' sehun continued, his tone light and relaxed. 'me too,' he added with a slight smile. 'my father was the general of the lan pack, and I'm his son. lan sehun, the protector of gusu lan.' he offered his hand out in a casual, yet somewhat proud gesture. his family's legacy was something sehun held dear, but he was used to staying humble about it.

' so, what about you? what are your abilities?' sehun's voice grew a little more serious now, knowing the weight of the question he'd just asked. it was personal, perhaps intimate, but he couldn't help himself. he needed to understand. he needed to prepare for what might come.

he didn't give chanyeol a chance to respond immediately, instead continuing. ' does it happen often? losing control like that?' sehun's voice softened, trying to reassure him. ' it’s nothing bad, really.' he quickly dismissed any tension by kneeling down to gather the larger pieces of debris. he wanted to keep the mood light, even as they navigated these more difficult topics.

then, sehun gave a soft laugh, remembering an incident from his past. ' one of my powers is deoxygenation, you know. during my military camp days, I once almost choked a general - ' he grinned, clearly amused by the memory. ' don't worry though! he's fine! in fact, I think he’s still around, though he probably thinks twice before messing with me now,' sehun added with a wink, trying to lighten the mood further.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ The tears slipped down his cheeks as his body went into over sensitivity, but it hurt so good. He didn't want it to ever end, he felt like he was on cloud nine, mind completely gone, anything he might of cared about was not even a flicker in the back of his mind any more. Heat was good for one thing at least, he was so out of his mind that he could forget about his ty excuse of a life.

His toes curled again when he felt Jungkook coating his insides, somehow it seemed to be what he needed for his body to calm back down again, his body wanted to be bred and Jungkook had done exactly that for him. Another shudder rolled through him when he finally spoke the words he requested, words that would usually disgust him sounded so deliciously perfect in this moment.

He could feel the liquid rolling down his skin from where he'd been bitten but he didn't care, instead of hurting the pain was once again good. That was, until Jungkook had pulled out of him and left him completely empty, snapping him out of his ed out daze. His pants hit him in the face and he stared up at the Alpha dumbfounded, jaw dropped open slightly.

Now the words hurt. Now they didn't sound good. Now they didn't feel good. And in just seconds his entire world had crashed down on top of him again. This time the tears welling in his eyes were not of pleasure but of shame. Of embarrassment and disgust at himself. He scrambled to fix his clothes before somebody else walked in and found him like this, even using his own shirt to clean up the mess he'd made over the bench and the floor, just wearing the soiled garment with the mess bunched up in his hands as he made his swift exit - making a beeline for his dorm hoping nobody would see him at one of his weakest.

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@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ jungkook was surprised when he heard the words, his body reacting to it. he liked it when the omega was so compliant, so obedient. it ignited a spark inside of him and he wanted to mark him even more. he slipped his thumb out of his insides, both of his hands holding onto his hips.

this time - instead of him ing into his wetness - jungkook dragged his body closer to the edge and moved it on his instead. loud grunts and growls left his lips, forehead perspiring with sweat, dark locks sticking to his tanned skin.

soon, the tightness, the moans and everything made him close to a release. he felt his body tense up, a familiar sensation of pleasure filling his chest and spread to his fingertips, before coiling in his lower abdomen. one hard forwards and he unloaded his seed inside of the male, filling him from the inside. however, soon he picked up his movements as he was trying to ride out his . ‘ you belong to me.’ he said, his voice low, before he leaned lower to bite onto his back.

blood oozed from his bite, another mark to add - to tell the world that taehyung belonged to someone and that someone was him. ‘ dress up .’ he pulled out and threw taehyung’s pants at him, before pulling back on his. ‘ aren’t you a ? ‘ a dark smirk decorated his lips as he adjusted the waistband of his pants, pushing his wet hair back. ‘ acting all innocent, but instead you are just a filthy . if it wasn’t just me, you’d off every alpha at the academy. no? pathetic omega.’ he said and left the room, leaving taehyung wrecked and full with his seed.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ When Jungkooks thumb pressed inside of him with his his body jolted with the added pleasure, feeling his body stretch more to accommodate it while the alpha hit him perfectly where it felt the best each time, as if he'd memorized his body to know exactly where to angle each time.

He was falling apart, the only sounds coming from him were moans and a gibberish mix match of words that made no sense. His arm covered in his own drool, eyes practically rolling into the back of his head. He could feel Jungkook speeding up but somehow it only heightened what he was feeling himself, his toes curling and he was trying so hard to not too soon.

Now, he never would admit he had the sort of kinks that Jungkook had, but the way he demanded him to answer who he belonged to, in that tone, so possessive. It was too much. The shot through him like lightning it hit so fast and so hard, his own fingers gripping roughly into his sweaty hair, "You-" He managed to get the words out finally, "You, y-you. I belong to you. I'm yours. God, please don't stop-" His body was so oversensitive and still he wanted more.

There was something inside him that was stirring at the words he just said, and if he wasn't so out of his ing mind his next words might not of made it out of his mouth, "Tell me who I belong to. Tell me I'm yours. Tell me who owns me."

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ his rocks never stopped, hips increasing its speed after every . the air was filled with thick lust, the mere thought about someone coming in - fueled the desire inside of jungkook.

he wanted to reach his bliss, but he also wanted to drag it slow and enjoy every bit of the whimpering omega. his hands cupped the buttocks, spreading them wide apart, so he had a perfect view of his ruining the soft hole. when he noticed his manhood disappear inside of the ring of muscles, he pressed thumb right above the hole, slowly slipping inside, along his , and stretched taehyung even more.

he knew that the omega became a little for him, whenever his heat struck. he didn’t mind it, he liked when he was so needy for him and him only. that’s when the possessiveness came over him.

jungkook didn’t know where he got those thoughts, but it angered him. the mere idea of someone’s hands over what belonged to him. while being lost in the thought, he didn’t notice how he began to rut inside of taehyung with an animalistic speed, his balls hitting against his perineum with each s, thumb still stretching his hole. ‘ who do you ing belong to?’ he grunted out.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ He was thankful that Jungkooks hands were holding him up otherwise he might of just collapsed in place, his thighs were trembling with the effort of being held upright still. As he thought it took barely any time for the to take back over and his pushed back into nothing, a silent ask for Jungkook to hurry up and him. He could hear Jungkook removing his clothes and it filled him with keen anticipation.

The teasing, however... drove him insane. He whimpered and whined with the frustrations, feeling the way Jungkooks perfect pushed over his waiting hole but never in, his hands balled into fists while his teeth bit into his arm again, nearly breaking down into pathetic sobs over how badly he needed it.

"Please, please, please, pleasepleaseplease," He had absolutely no hesitation in begging, and finally he was being filled. His body almost always felt like it was made for Jungkook, stretching around him easily to fit him in while still keeping him snug. Already he was leaking again, nearly collapsing down again were it not for Jungkook holding him by the hips when the Alpha started to into him just the way he needed it, and this time he did break down, choking on sobs mixed with the moans as he finally got what he had needed so desperately. "More, more, more.." he begged again, although he was already teetering on the edge of his second , he knew he could go for many more, and they all felt so, so good.

@☁︎┊lan sehun ᵃ This was definitely an embarrassing moment for the Beta male. Promising himself and his family he wouldn’t mess up. Here he was. Messing up big time. Now the gym was in disarray. Because of him. Chanyeol observes the other, nodding his head as he understood. “Y-yes.. Hopefully the changing room wasn’t affected by my stupidity.” Just another thing he would have to take care of. It was an embarrassment. Truly embarrassing. How weak. In silence, he kept reprimanding himself. Sweeping the pieces of glass, his powers were bubbling again. He was an embarrassment to his family. Biting down on his lower lip, quite harshly to suppress the emotions he was feeling. Snapping out of it when he felt the other coming back from changing.

Looking at the other, he nods. Following instructions, the tall Beta closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath, then slowly breathing it out. Chanyeol felt a shift in his mental state, even his powers buzzing with content. Someone was willing to teach this airheaded Beta something new. Chanyeol continued the deep breathing exercises, soon after a few more, calming down immensely. Opening his eyes, he felt much better. “Thank you.” He smiles, nodding as he started cleaning again. Much more relaxed.

Blinking. “Y-you wanna know about me?” He smiles brightly. “I’m from Gusu Lan pack.. I currently work at the daycare for the academy. Names Chanyeol. You are?”

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ he didn't let him collapse, even when his body shuddered in pleasure, back covering in tiny droplets of sweat. he wanted more, he needed more. jungkook held him steady, not letting his body collapse from intense . as taehyung's was up and waiting for his alpha, jungkook pressed his thumb between the sweatpants and slid them down, pretty sure, at that point, taehyung was glad to see that the alpha did not wear any underwear.

his , big and proud, curled against his lower abdomen, before he took the angry hot between his fingers and poked his hole with the tip. however, he did not slide it in just yet. no, the male pressed the full length at the crack of his , rubbing it up and down. he wanted to coat it with slickness, but at the same time, into oblivion, as his little hole clenched around nothing, expecting to be filled.

' say please .' the devil muttered, however, he wanted taehyung as much as he wanted him. this time he was eager and did not wait for the male to adjust, instead, sliding his in. filling the omega till the brim, he let the velvety walls adjust to sudden stretch, however, taehyung was perfectly mold and shaped just for jungkook. he didn't need any preparation, it was for sappy stuff. jungkook grabbed him by his hips, leaving nail marks behind as he increased his pace, ing him raw and hard.

@☁︎┊lan chanyeol ᵇ sehun observed chanyeol's behavior carefully before nodding, deciding that a calmer approach was necessary. ' there are other ways to handle this, ' he said gently, grabbing his bag. ' let me change first.'

sehun disappeared into the changing room, peeling off his pristine outfit - a signature of the lan pack’s meticulous standards. he wouldn’t risk dirtying it. Instead, he slipped into gym clothes, simple yet functional: dark blue sweatpants and a matching snug shirt. the comfortable fit contrasted with his usual polished appearance, but it allowed for more ease in moments like these.

when he returned, he found chanyeol still tense, his frustration radiating in sharp waves. sehun stepped in front of him, his demeanor steady and calm. ' first things first - breathing exercises, ' he instructed, closing his own eyes for emphasis. ' follow my lead.'

sehun inhaled deeply, the sound deliberately exaggerated, before releasing a slow, steady exhale. 'imagine you’re sniffing flowers, ' he explained, his tone soft but firm, ' and then blowing out candles. ' he repeated the motion a few more times, peeking at chanyeol through half-lidded eyes to ensure the other was following along.

when he saw chanyeol's shoulders begin to relax, the taut energy ebbing slightly, sehun allowed himself a small, encouraging smile. stepping a little closer, his voice dropped to a soothing murmur. ' you’re doing great. keep focusing on your breath. slowly, steadily. just like that.'

after a few more rounds of guided breathing, chanyeol's posture softened. sehun nodded approvingly. ' now, let’s start cleaning up. it’ll help you focus your energy, ' he suggested, reaching for the large trash bin nearby. as he began picking up the broken wooden shards scattered around, he glanced back at chanyeol.

' tell me about yourself while we work,' sehun prompted, his tone conversational but still gentle, as though coaxing the other into comfort. which pack are you from?' sehun asked, tossing a piece of splintered wood into the bin. he cast a quick, curious glance at chanyeol, inviting him to speak as he continued to clear the mess. the question was casual, but his eyes held genuine interest.

@☁︎┊lan sehun ᵃ The hold on his wrist allowed Chanyeol to feel somewhat better, like a strong rock. Keeping him well balanced and self centered in a way, but at the loss of touch. He felt a bit conscious of what he was doing. Flinching at the glass shattering, he turned to see the biggest mess he could have possibly done. First the art room then the gym. Oh the headmaster was going to kill him. Just thinking of him losing a job he loved made Chanyeol’s heart race. Taking deep breaths, he tried calming himself down. No. He could fix this. He could use his paychecks to pay back whatever mess he made. Thankfully he had some money saved for meals and cushions he could purchase to sleep on.

Brushing his hair back, Chanyeol tried figuring out where he needed to start. Oh Baekhyun was going to kill him. Maybe later once he sees how messed up the gym was. Playing with his ear, Chanyeol looks to his possible savior. “I-i can clean.” He mumbles, being careful with his steps, he grabs a broom and dustpan, starting to sweep the shards of glass into a pile, his body tensing as he needed to be quick to clean so the other could get to working out. “T-there’s different ways?”

A sense of relief left him, nodding with a sheepish smile. “Y-yeah. I get overwhelmed quite a bit. It’s easy to get myself overwhelmed with the smallest things.” He admits, chuckling softly as he keeps sweeping the glass into a pile before being careful and throwing the shards away after sweeping them into the dustpan.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ When Jungkook wasted no time in pressing his tongue against him he felt a shudder roll through his entire being, he really couldn't get enough of the feel of that - but the teasing.. the teasing was driving him crazy right now. His body was aching to be touched, to be filled, to feel good. Jungkook knew all the right spots to push him further and further, he knew exactly what buttons to press.

Soft curses fell from his lips when the teasing finally stopped, letting himself push back against Jungkooks face as he moaned into his forearm, his body melting into the feelings of pleasure. He was really starting to enjoy when Jungkook paid attention to what made him feel good, although sometimes torturous and borderline painful, it felt so good. It felt so much better than when he was being bended and forced into situations.

He thought he'd be able to hold on longer but Jungkook tongue ing him proved to be way too much for his already worked up body and within only a couple of minutes probably he'd fallen off the edge, biting into his arm as his rocked through his body, hips jerking away from Jungkooks face before pushing back into him again. He knew already he'd be ready to go again quick enough, borderline insatiable when he was in Heat, especially when Jungkook hadn't given him what he needed yet.

@☁︎┊lan chanyeol ᵇ sehun gently released his grip on chanyeol's wrist and stepped back, his eyes scanning the room to ensure there were no immediate dangers. the sound of the glass shattering had startled him, but he couldn’t let it rattle him. instead, he focused on calming the other person, who seemed to be on the edge of losing control.

the male’s face was flushed, a mix of frustration and embarrassment, and sehun could sense the tension in the air. he offered a soft smile, though there was an underlying warmth in his expression. 'it’s alright,' sehun reassured him in a low, soothing tone. his fingers tingled slightly from the brief contact, like an electric current running through him.

he looked down at his bag for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. sehun gave a small nod as the other spoke. ' that sounds like a good plan. I’m not in a rush,' he said, his voice still calm and steady. he gestured toward the gym clothes. ' I’ll give you a moment. we can clean up together. and then ill show you a different way of unloading.' his smile widened slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. ' we all get overwhelmed by our powers, don’t we? '

it was a subtle way of connecting, offering a way to take the edge off the tension in the room. sehun knew that sometimes, the best way to get someone back to a sense of balance was to be patient, calm, and give them something to focus on. reloading a weapon might not seem like much, but it could be the grounding the other person needed right now.

@☁︎┊lan sehun ᵃ Yes, he could act like a janitorial staff. Maybe, just maybe he could get away with the mess he made in the gym. All this male had to do was say 'okay' and be on his way. Yet, the unmoving presence made Chanyeol sweat even more. Was he screwed? Probably. He should have worn a beanie to hide his hair and ears. Looking up, oh boy. That look of recognition, he was caught in the act of having unconsciously ruining the gym. To top it off, a loud crack rang throughout the gym, with glass shattering behind Chanyeol. Flinching as he felt a sting across his back, peeking back, lo and behold. Glass was right behind him, sighing he looks to the other male in the room.

"Y-yes sir. That is me. M-my name is Chanyeol. Nice to uh... Meet you? Not the way I wanted to impress anyone in the place I work at." Sighing to himself. He remembered his sisters constantly teasing him over the smallest mistakes he'd make when it came to his powers. Blinking, he looks up, bringing his hands up. "S-stop there. It's not safe. M-my powers uh.. Are a bit wired right now."

Chanyeol rubs the back of his nape with even more nerves, he was feeling a bubble in his abdomen. A clear indicator that his powers were recharging and needed a release. Stepping away, Chanyeol's body trembled, the ringing in his ears growing louder. Or was that his heartbeat? Swallowing thickly, the embarrassment now visible in his face. Red all over, even to the tips of his ears. He was being teased. The tall puppy looks down, not wanting to make himself shy away. "I-i." Stuttering as he could clearly hear the playful tone, Chanyeol looks up. "I-i can't really control my powers when I feel overwhelmed. P-please don't report me to the headmaster. I-i will clean up and pay for new equipment somehow.."

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ as soon as taehyung flipped over, spreading his juicy thighs, his mouth watered. the pinkish hole was all coated with clear substance, it running down his perineum, coating his own and balls. the scent was inviting, sweet as a dessert.

jungkook didn't hesitate, before diving in for a , his tongue pressing at the lining between his asscheeks. he dragged it down, missing the awaiting hole as it clenched around nothing, earning a whine from taehyung. he did it multiple times, teasing the other until he was close to the edge.

being impatient himself, he finally wrapped lips around the hole, sealing it with his tiers. tongue struck against the ring of muscles, latching the leaking juices. his large palms smacked the buttocks, spreading them unbelievably apart, so he could taste everything. half of his face was coated with taehyung's juices, him at the taste. the alpha's eyes closed as he enjoying the sweetness presented for him. soon, his tongue disappeared inside of the omega's velvety walls, him slowly ing and tasting him from the inside.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ He was lost, his mind completely lost and only able to focus on the feeling of Jungkooks warmth around his , the way his tongue felt as it worked over every inch of him while he fell apart at the seams, chasing the pleasured feelings with eagerness but he still wanted more. He still needed more. His body was ready to be bred, no his body /needed/ to be bred - naturally preparing itself for it.

There was absolutely zero hesitation on his side at the instructions, and he shifted around with ease to end up on his hands and knees, leaning forward so he was up in front of Jungkook, the slick shining and obviously where it coated the back of his thighs. He rested his forehead on his arm, biting gently at his lower lip while he waited, impatient.

"Please breed me, Master.. Fill me up.. Please, I need it.." There was not even a flicker of embarrassment at his own words, too far gone at this point to give a damn anymore. He'd do and say whatever Jungkook asked him to so he could get what he needed. Anything to get at least a short while of relief from the Heat, he knew it wouldn't last long but at least a few minutes to get him back to the dorm again.

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ jungkook's dark orbs moved up to rest on taehyung's face. from the way his forehead was perspiring on the anticipation of the upcoming pleasure, to the way his eyebrows furrowed in distaste. he knew the omega needed more, but jungkook was a sadist. the more he whimpered, the more something was fuelled inside of him. he wanted - no, he needed - taehyung to whine more. his pathetic whimpers made him only harder until his own tent was bothering him.

however, after that one event in the classroom, he realised how good it felt when both of them were enjoying it. so he had been trying to be gentle, he tried not to break the other - the usual way he did. his mouth worked wonders on his , coating it with his slick saliva, tongue tracking the visible veins. circling tongue over the tip, he brought mouth to the side of the , enjoying every bit of the sweet taste of taehyung.

yet his nose met with the musky scent of his juices - taehyung was so hard, the bench was soaked with his juices. however, it was a rather uncomfortable position and jungkook needed him on his fours, up. that is what he did. smacking his juicy buttocks, he hummed. ' now get on your fours. ' he said, his voice nonchalant as he waited for the male to move, so he could keep enjoying his sweet dessert.

@☁︎┊lan chanyeol ᵇ for a moment, sehun blinked, caught off guard by the shy energy radiating from the taller man. he tilted his head, narrowing his eyes in thought, trying to place where he’d seen him before. then, recognition flickered across his face. his lips formed a small ' o ' as he pointed at the other.

' I do know you. you’re the caretaker, aren’t you? the one who looks after the kids? ' he said, his voice light with realization. he let his gym bag drop to the floor with a soft thud as he stepped further into the room.

sehun’s sharp eyes scanned the disarray of the gym, lingering on the toppled equipment and a battered punching bag swaying slightly out of place. with a deliberate motion, he rolled up his sleeves, his forearms flexing as he prepared for what came next. ' what exactly were you trying to do? rearrange the gym?' a soft chuckle escaped his lips, his eyes curving into playful crescents. ' because from the looks of it, I’d say you were redecorating - or maybe the punching bag insulted you first, huh?'

sehun’s teasing gaze met chanyeol’s as he raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation, his smirk betraying genuine curiosity.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ He felt the painful sting where Jungkook remarked along his skin, a sting that felt so good and so bad at the same time. The marks would tell everyone that somebody owned him, and he wasn't allowed to hide them. His fingers reluctantly released their hold on Jungkooks when his shirt was bunched up, instead moving to hold the fabric for the Alpha so he could use his hands.

His back arched up off the wooden bench when his s were abused, the wetness between his legs just growing with each second as he bit back pathetic moans and whimpers. He could of came from the torture on the sensitive buds, honestly he thought he might from just how much attention Jungkook was paying them until finally he moved on, moving lower down Taehyungs sweaty torso.

Thighs spread further apart when his clothes were finally out of the way, his slick dripping down the back of them would of been embarrassing were he not so worked up right now. "oh, fu--" he cut off into a loud moan when the Alpha brought him into his mouth, throwing his head back roughly into the wood while his hips squirmed, toes curling.

"Please, please, please.. I need you, master.." He whined his words out pathetically, his hips bucking up without meaning to into Jungkooks mouth, seeking more friction, but it wasn't enough, it wasn't what his body needed.

@☁︎┊lan sehun ᵃ He was screwed. Chanyeol was hyperventilating at this point, the gym was a mess. His powers were bubbling inside of him. Chanyeol never had this happen before. Others were intentional. His Air Shields were mostly prominent now when it came to the pups he took care of. Safety measures while on mini field trips to the gardens. Now? He was a mess. Jumping at the voice, he looks up. “O-oh hello!” Chanyeol standing in front of a bent punching bag, rubbing the back of his neck. His hands trembling as someone caught on. “N-no i uh.. Heard this loud thud and came to see.” Avoiding eye contact, he looks down. “G-gyms a mess sir. I can clean up.”

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ jungkook had moved between his legs, letting the omega wrap them around his waist and pull him deeper into his embrace. when he got rid of his shirt, he exhaled softly, letting the cold air hit against his skin.

taehyung’s fingers wrapped around his already hard , he unconsciously buckled his lips and began to his palm, trying to chase his .

marking all of his neck, he made his way down, leaving traces of blooming bruises behind - a statement that taehyung was only his. tugging his shirt up, he trailed kisses over his scrunched shirt, making him let go of his .

his wet tiers collided with the soft skin once more, butterfly kisses being left on the sensitive yet protruding s. jungkook took his sweet time, with loud slurping sounds on both of the nubs. he tugged on the waistband of his pants, easily getting rid of them, underwear following behind. as soon as he did that, a sweet scent hit his nostrils and he growled, letting an animalistic sound.

he kept on the s until they were coated with saliva, red and swollen, leaving a trail down, until he reached his lower tummy, already tugging the underwear down.

‘ i’ll you so good. i don’t think you can walk after this.’ he muttered and dove in, wrapping lips around his twitching , taehyung off.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ Taehyung barely fought for the dominance, letting Jungkook take over completely when he finally started to give him what he needed, his tongue wrapping with the Alphas while a pleased moan rumbled in his throat, his own hands wandering over the youngers perfectly toned and muscled body, his own body squirming in place at all the pleasant but burning touches, it wasn't enough.

It got to a point where he was getting too desperate, finally pulling back from the kisses so he could Jungkooks shirt up and off, throwing the sweaty material onto the ground somewhere carelessly before his hands moved to push at his shorts again, fighting with the fabric until it was finally out of the way enough for Taehyung wrap his fingers around the Alphas , his lips at the feel of the organ in his hand, the feeling alone enough to pull another pleased moan from him, just the idea of how it was going to feel inside of him.

" me, Master.." His words were whispered out between them, he had no shame at this point, knowing very well what he needed right now.

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ when taehyung pulled him down for a kiss, he was taken aback. he did not expect such an act from the omega underneath him. however, when taehyung was in heat, he always left the alpha speechless.

their mouths battled in a passionate kiss, jungkook taking over with his dominance, wrapping his tongue around taehyung’s awaiting one. they kissed sloppily, saliva dripping between their chins. they battled for dominance, but, of course, jungkook took over him.

his hands slid over his needy body, cupping and kneading every clothed flesh presented for him.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ Being trapped like this only heightened what Taehyung was feeling, he was surrounded by Jungkooks scent now, inhaling it through his nose almost desperately while his hands moved to wrap around the Alpha to press against his toned back, feeling the muscles move beneath his skin.

"Yes.." He agreed without even a second of thought or hesitation, "Yes, devour me.." His cheeks darkened, and he shook his head in denial to the next comment, refusing to admit that there was something inside of him that enjoyed the risk of being caught like this.

The taste of the blood hit his tongue and he was confused for a moment before he realised it was his own, pulling a hand up to wipe the crimson liquid from his lip before gripping the back of the Alphas neck to pull him down to press his mouth to his again, this time his teeth nibbling on Jungkooks lower lip instead of his own, tugging at it playfully while his other hand snuck between their bodies to try and tug Jungkooks gym pants down, a noise of frustration huffing from him when he struggled with them, "Off.... Take it off.."

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ jungkook smirked as his smaller palm was suddenly pressed against his sweat soaked shirt. one hand running through his damp hair, he pushed the dark locks away from his face and crawled on top of the male. the omega was trapped between jungkook’s lean chest and the cold surface of the bench.

‘ should i devour you ?’ he whispered, his husky voice breaking the silence. ‘ and since when did it bother you ? i thought being naughty in public did ignite something inside of you ‘

the alpha leaned to press a soft peck on his lips. however, when he pulled away, taehyung’s lip was tucked between his teeth, him biting onto it until the skin broke, them both tasting the blood.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ The teasing jabs from the Alpha irked him but he couldn't deny that he was needy. But he also couldn't help that once a month his body just wanted to breed, breed, breed. And the only person available for him to do that with was the one and only Jungkook. It annoyed him more than he could say but it was how the situation was.

His eyes watched a bead of sweat on it's journey down Jungkooks forehead, cheek, neck where it disappeared against his collar, biting softly into his lower lip but he still took a step back. He bit into the inside of his cheek at the question, Jungkook already knew what he wanted him to do. He didn't need to ask but he really must just get a kick out of this.

He in a soft breath when he was pushed into the bench, his hand lifting to press against Jungkooks chest while he bit back a truly pathetic whimper, "I want you to make it feel better.." He admitted in a hushed voice, "But.. Master, somebody could walk in..." He knew the concerns would probably fall onto deaf ears. Jungkook always took him in public spaces, the Alpha didn't seem to care at all for the risks of being caught, "You smell.. so good.. Please, just touch me.. Please.."

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ jungkook loved to work out. it was understatement. it was his lifeline. if he wasn’t in the school, he’d be working out.

leaving taehyung on his bed, whimpering in need, was one of his sadistic tendencies. sure, he had to take everything he had to pull away, but when he saw his whimpering self, he just smirked smugly and left the room.

serves him right - the male thought as he changed in the changing room and entered the gym. he looked at the weights, before deciding to use a treadmill instead. as he was running, earphones in his ears, music blasting through them, he almost didn’t notice the sweet, intoxicating scent entering the gym.

he was all alone, so the male stopped running and looked around. taking out one of the earphones, he saw the omega limping closer to him and he smirked. ‘ are you that needy?’ the alpha reached for his towel and dabbed it against his sweaty forehead. ‘ what do you want me to do, hm?’ jungkook was sweating, his tanned skin perspiring with tiny droplets as he stepped closer to the needy male, until taehyung’s feet hit with one of the trainers, pushing him down on the bench.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ Why was he here? Was he brought here literally just to suffer? Did Jungkook really hate him that him? He couldn't just leave him in the room for a little while so he could come and work out? He would of been totally fine by himself for an hour or two. But instead here he was. In public. In Heat.

His eyes were on Jungkook as the Alpha was doing a set, his mouth practically salivating as he buried his nose into the front of his shirt, his skin was covered in a layer of sweat as if he also had been working out when in fact he'd just been sitting here suffering. How was Jungkook ignoring him like this? Surely he could smell him? Surely he could tell how hard it was. How hard he was, really.

He shifted in his spot and regretted it almost immediately as his pants shifted with him, the fabric honestly soaking from sweat and slick while he struggled through the waves. Eventually he was giving up, crawling across the room to where Jungkook was still working away, keeping a small distance because he wasn't /that/ out of his mind that he'd put them both in danger.

"Master... Master, please.. Please I - I can't.. I'm so embarrassed.." He muttered pathetically, not even sure exactly what he wanted to ask, "I can't watch you doing this. I need.. something. I need to at least fix it myself if you're not going to.. please."

@☁︎┊lan chanyeol ᵇ sehun loved the gym. it was his sanctuary, a place where the weight of the day could be lifted - both figuratively and literally. after hours of writing and rewriting exam questions, his neck sore and his mind heavy, the gym called to him like a reprieve. here, he could leave frustrations behind, punching the bag until his knuckles ached or pushing through sets of weights. he trained not just for himself but to stay sharp, always striving to be his best - especially in the eyes of a certain omega.

late one night, after filing away his glasses and slinging his ever-ready gym bag over his shoulder, sehun headed out. the academy halls were quiet, save for the faint hum of distant lights. the gym would be empty, or so he thought - a perfect time to work out in solitude. as he approached, however, the sound of loud thuds echoed through the hallway. light spilled from under the gym door, an anomaly at such an hour. sehun’s brow furrowed slightly. adjusting the strap of his bag, he pushed open the door.

inside, the gym was in disarray. a punching bag hung slightly askew, and weights were scattered haphazardly across the floor. at the center of the chaos stood chanyeol, sweat-slicked and tense, his shoulders rising and falling with every sharp breath. the stress etched into his features.

sehun tilted his head, his expression softening into one of polite concern. he stepped further into the room, his gym bag still slung over his shoulder. ' can I help you? ' he asked, his voice calm and even, a quiet reassurance in the otherwise tense space.