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@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

He had tried to be polite but as usual Jungkook was impatient, and instead of answering his question the Alpha had instead taken charge and done it himself. It took everything in him to not roll his eyes but that probably would of just rewarded him with something worse than a being forced down his throat.

His gaze, however, betrayed him and dropped immediately to drag over where Jungkook was now exposing himself, first eyeing the outline of his bulge in the black calvins, swallowing the lump in his throat slowly - a thought crossing his mind briefly of how badly he wanted to just push Jungkooks hands away and mouth over the clothed organ like he was in heat.

It was like he was frozen in place while Jungkook continued, ridding himself of the final item of clothing that was in his way, his fingers twitching on his now bare thighs while he ran his tongue along his lower lip without really thinking about it. As much as he hated the force, and he hated the degrading, there was something inside of him that /loved/ Jungkooks , and of course all the things he could do with it.

His mouth was practically salivating as he just sat there and watched, finally snapping out of his daze when Jungkook spoke and broke the silence that had been lingering between the two males - clearing his throat as his cheek flushed dark while being abruptly pulled from his daydream state.

"No, master. I'd love to do it for you," He spoke in a somewhat whimsical voice, walking fingers up along the inside of the perfectly toned thighs until he reached high enough that his slender fingers could wrap around the Alphas hard , thumb teasing through the tip while he raised up higher onto his knees leaning forward to bring the organ into his mouth, breathing out a pleased hum as he tasted the male, the weight on his tongue pleasing - and he knew he'd get in trouble for it but he took his time, really savoring every inch as he slowly took it into his mouth, tongue exploring while his eyes flicked up to look at Jungkook, dark and teasing.

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ (ɪᴅᴋ ʏᴇᴛ), ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

jungkook liked when he was being obedient. he had probably thought about it for the nth time this month, but his memory always goes back to that one night in the classroom. taehyung probably acted as if he didn't like, since - based on how he acted when he was drunk - he wanted jungkook. as much as he wanted him, but the alpha would never admit it. under his dead, hot body.

being caught in action was something he liked - it was a cheap thrill, but it added flavour to their adventures. for how many times, a professor had given them detention as they couldn't keep their hands off each other, or more, it was jungkook's suggestion in the first place. the male was always and he blamed it on his whole being. damn it alpha genes.

when the omega finally got on his knees, sitting between jungkook's spread legs, he hummed. taehyung was right where he belonged, submissive and compliant in front of jungkook, ready for whatever is coming. of course, he had asked first, but the younger was quite impatient. pulling down the zipper, he revealed his black calvins, pushing his jeans to pool around his ankles.

the temperature in the common room was rising by the second, fire cracking in the background as he impatiently got rid of his undergarments. in front of taehyung, stood his - hard and proud, curling against his clothed abdomen. jungkook gave a few teasing tugs on his own , looking at taehyung's reaction. ' do I have to do everything myself? have you forgotten your place? do I have to my own ?' there was a hint of mockery, the insults rolling off his tongue naturally as his hard gaze stayed on the male between his legs.

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

The silence between the song ending and Jungkook speaking felt like it went on for hours when in reality it was mere seconds. His eyes lifted to meet Jungkooks again and there was something there, something in the way he looked at him that had Taehyungs heart missing a beat - it was all too familiar, but in a good way this time. In a way that reminded him of the older times when things felt less complicated.

But, as quickly as it had appeared it was gone again, replaced by that same smirk and domineering look he'd grown used to, and Taehyung was left feeling empty again, his gut clenching when he already knew what was coming next. The insults didn't hurt like they used to, washing over him like it was nothing.

"Right here..?" He questioned in a soft voice, although he didn't know why he bothered asking, of course the answer was right here. Jungkook seemed to get off on the idea of them being caught while the thought of it had Taehyung squirming uncomfortably. If someone happened to walk in it wouldn't be the first time, and it certainly wouldn't be the last time.

He brought the phone back across with him, dropping it down onto the couch beside the Alpha as he kneeled down in front of him, exhaling softly through his noise before resting his hands over Jungkooks knees, sliding up the inside of his thighs and using the grip to push them apart as he moved between them, looking up to him with big eyes.

"May I?" He asked in a soft voice, his fingers walking their way up towards Jungkooks belt, he'd learned over time that resistance just made it worse for himself - sometimes it helped to block out the part of his brain that thought too hard, to pretend maybe he liked it, to pretend maybe they were doing it because they cared about each other. Sometimes it was harder than others, but it helped to try..

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ (ɪᴅᴋ ʏᴇᴛ), ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

jungkook wasn’t paying attention to taehyung - not really. not even when the rich, baritone melody of his voice broke through the quiet of the common room. the crackle of the fire, the rhythmic battering of snow against the windows, and the steady cadence of taehyung’s singing wove together into a symphony that softened the edges of jungkook’s inner chaos.

he felt the storm inside him still, his focus drifting down to his hands. fingers intertwined, palms pressed together, he found himself lost in thought. how had he ended up like this? should he be softer - let himself change? or was he just growing weaker? these questions spiraled endlessly in his mind as taehyung’s voice filled the room.

jungkook’s gaze finally shifted, landing on the singer. did taehyung hate him as much as he suspected? had he really broken him so completely? the answers remained elusive, slipping further away the longer he looked.

when the song came to an end, the silence jolted him out of his reverie. but his eyes stayed fixed on taehyung’s, searching. for what, he wasn’t sure. for a fleeting moment, something raw and familiar passed between them, a flicker of recognition. but it was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by an unreadable hollowness.

jungkook’s lips curled into a smirk, a mask slipping into place. 'that was ugly,' he quipped, his voice laced with mockery. raising a hand, he wagged his index finger, his tone dripping with deliberate provocation. ' now, come here,' he drawled, leaning back with a predatory gleam in his eyes. 'get on your knees. my won’t itself.'

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ (ɪᴅᴋ ʏᴇᴛ), ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

Taehyung eyed the flask that Jungkook was taking sips from, he knew what was in that but he wasn't entirely sure of what it meant for him. The request had him taking pause, brows raising in confusion as he gave Jungkook a questioning look. Sing? He hadn't sung in.. a very long time. In fact it had been so long he couldn't even recall when the last time was. He used to sing about everything and anything, able to make a tune out of anything. But he'd lost his voice over the years.

Jungkook mentioning he used to do it when they were children made a tightness form around his heard, like a hand was gripping it in a fist. He remembered that? His eyes slowly moved to look at the screen when it was turned towards him, studying carefully what he was being shown - and it was also not what he had expected.

He'd thought maybe this was some kind of silly challenge, that he would be given something impossible to sing, but instead he was being shown a slow blues song, something that if you looked at them you would assume would be more Taehyungs taste than Jungkooks. And yet here he was, asking for Taehyung to sing something that was perfect for his baritone vocals.

He remained in his place in front of the fire place, feeling the nerves in his tummy while his fingers gently played with each other in a nervous habit. Clearing his throat softly he lifted the phone to his ear to listen to the song closer, eyes slowly closing to get a better feel for the music.

Once he felt he'd heard enough he started the instrumental again, opening his mouth to start his song. The words heavy, melancholic, behind each syllable a quiet sadness - singing of lost love, of longing, of an uncertain future. Singing as if he was putting his whole soul into each and every line, as if his words would reach something deep inside Jungkook although he knew it was unlikely.

He hadn't even realised the instrumental had ended at first, singing a few more lines before finally trailing off to a close, not daring to lift his eyes to see if Jungkook approved or not. It wasn't his best, he was rusty, nervous, it had been a long time. But it felt good somehow. It hurt, but it felt good.

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ (ɪᴅᴋ ʏᴇᴛ), ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

jungkook kept leaning against the fireplace, his sharp jawline clenched as he battled the simmering anger threatening to boil over. his day had already been on a downward spiral, but instead of unleashing chaos as he often did, he was trying to act - well, civil. not for anyone else's sake, though. the thought of punishing taehyung again crossed his mind, but it felt tiresome, and he needed a different kind of distraction, one that wouldn’t end in destruction.

taking a slow sip from his flask, the bitter warmth of alcohol burned his throat. his piercing gaze lifted to taehyung, an unspoken challenge in his eyes. 'I want you to sing,' jungkook said, his voice low and steady, a calm contrast to the storm brewing inside him. he tilted his head slightly, watching taehyung’s expression for the first sign of resistance. ' i know you used to when we were kids. '

he didn’t wait for an answer, instead pulling out his phone and scrolling through his playlist with an air of disinterest. his thumb hovered over a song title before he turned the screen to taehyung, the faint glow lighting up his face. ' i don’t give a if you don’t sing anymore, 'he added bluntly, his tone sharp enough to cut. ' just ing do it.' the song on display was slow, a blues number dripping with sadness, entirely out of jungkook’s usual chaotic character.

without giving taehyung another second to protest, jungkook dropped into the couch with a languid motion, sprawling back like a king waiting for his court jester to entertain him. his hands rested on his lap, flask still in one, as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. ģo on,' he muttered, his voice softer now but still commanding. ' give me something worth listening to. '

@☼┊wen jungkook ᵃ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ (ɪᴅᴋ ʏᴇᴛ), ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

Taehyung had honestly had a rather uneventful day. Classes had been easy enough, his grades were doing well since he'd been focusing on them more lately. He'd been opening up a little more with others and it had been nice. Today after classes wrapped up he'd decided to settle in the library since it seemed he had nothing else left to do. He had yet to hear from Jungkook which in it's own was was concerning.

Right as that thought entered his mind he heard his phone ding from where it had been sat on the table. Jungkooks name appearing on the screen as if he knew he was thinking about him. There was a moments hesitation before he picked up the phone to unlock it and read the message, his heart sinking as he bit the inside of his cheek. This could really only lead to a couple of scenarios.

Jungkook using him as a punching bag was a likely one. Verbal or physical, who knew these days. But, there was always a part of him that hoped maybe his old friend would just want to vent, or talk, or just be in his presence. It was the only glimmer of hope he held on to really these days.

He packed up his books again and slid them into his backpack, leaving his glasses on since he didn't wear contacts today, and headed back out of the library to make his way down to where the dorms are. He swung by his room to drop the backpack off - he wouldn't need it after all, before going to the common room where Jungkook had been waiting for him to arrive.

The room looked cosy when he'd arrived, it dim and mostly lit by the fire that Jungkook was standing by - a sight that might of looked romantic to some, but to him it just filled his body with nerves. Already he was trying to prepare himself for whatever was to come this evening, making his way across the room to stand opposite the Alpha, "I came as quickly as I could when I saw your message," His voice was soft as he spoke, soft and careful.

@☁︎┊lan kang ᵃ Really fond of me you say? Hm. That's interesting. I'd be sure to take note of that and safe keep that bit of information. May I ask, what made you so fond of me Mister lan?

@☼┊wen tiffany ᵇ Well it has nothing to do with me being Gusu Lan. Im just really fond of you, Professor.

@☼┊wen taehyung ᵒ – ❛ ғᴏᴜʟ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴍᴜᴛ (ɪᴅᴋ ʏᴇᴛ), ᴛʜʀᴏᴡʙᴀᴄᴋ.

jungkook had one of those days. the kind that made him wonder why he even bothered to get out of bed. first, there was his sister - a headache wrapped in familial obligation - then his father, with his endless criticisms and impossible standards. as if that weren’t enough, he got another f stamped on his paper. another reminder that, in the eyes of the world, he wasn’t good enough.

' damn it, school, ' he muttered, kicking a stray pebble as he trudged back to the dorms. his shoulders slumped under the weight of frustration, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached. he was convinced the day couldn’t get any worse, though he wasn’t about to tempt fate by saying it out loud.

the common room greeted him with silence, the only sound the crackling of the fireplace. empty, dimly lit, and quiet - a small mercy. jungkook let out a heavy sigh and plopped onto the couch, the leather creaking under his weight. he threw his head back and groaned, rubbing the tension out of his neck. his fingers worked at the tight knots, but the relief was short-lived.

grumbling, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a flask, unscrewing the cap with a practiced ease. the first sip burned in just the right way, and he let out a soft groan as the warmth spread through him. this... this was better.

rising from the couch, he wandered closer to the fireplace, his hand resting on the shelf above it. the flames danced in the hearth, their gentle flickers casting a golden glow across his tired features. for a moment, the sight of the fire soothed him, burning away the edges of his bad day.

but it wasn’t enough. the gnawing frustration still lingered, and jungkook knew exactly who he wanted to see. fishing his phone out of his pocket, he thumbed out a message, his lips curling into a smirk that didn’t quite reach his eyes. ' where the are you? I’m waiting for you in the common room. ' the recipient? none other than taehyung.

tith a quick tap, he sent the text, his gaze fixed on the fire as he waited. the room might have been quiet, but his mind buzzed with anticipation.

@☘︎┊nie minghao ᵃ wheein glanced at the male as she heard him and she bit her lower lip. “oh, do you want me to leave?” she asked and blinked a few times. “i suppose rest would be good for me...” she mumbled and sighed, her scent growing a bit stronger and her skin hotter. her face was a bit red as she looked up at the alpha and made the mistake of breathing in his scent. her eyes widened and she froze for a moment, lips parted.

@❀┊jiang wheein ᵒ "mm you're right. nature is often relaxing like that." minghao slightly taken aback and clears his throat. "then, do you want me to send you back? so you can have your rest and takes some meds maybe?"

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@☘︎┊nie minghao ᵃ “yes, and nature smells good. the sights are pretty and it is lovely to hear the cute little birds singing.” she let out. “oh, okay! good~” she said as she rubbed her neck a bit, her sweet scent filling the room a bit more. “i do not usually take suppressants. they sometimes make me feel worse or make my heat last longer.”

@❀┊jiang wheein ᵒ "yeah, you're right. that is pretty relaxing, being in nature is. " he hummed before he shakes his head. "no no, it was okay. did you take your suppressant? or do you need one?" asked him genuinely concerned, looking at her worriedly.

@☁︎┊lan kang ᵃ is that so now? now you have me thinking, I was right or along those lines at least but I guess, I shall keep guessing to further entertain you, you tease. squints at you. are you making fun of me right now mister lan? that's not very gusu lan of you now sir.

@☘︎┊nie minghao ᵃ “oh, indeed i do enjoy it. it feels relaxing and it is a way to stop worrying about things. to free my mind.” she commented and noticed minghao’s soft smile. “well, nothing wrong with being different.” she added. her eyes widened as she heard the question and she cleared . “oh, pardon me, is my scent bad or strong? i may have started my cycle.” she admitted with a nod.

@☼┊wen tiffany ᵇ Well I guess you'll find out when we get back to your place, no? I love to keep you guessing after all. Especially when you're all needy and in your cycle.

@☼┊wen juhyun ᵇ *juhyun lol

@☼┊wen juhyun ᵇ wonwoo's gaze remained fixed on the file he was reviewing, even though he heard his wife calling out to him. "do we even have that kind of trash in this house?" he asked, his tone sharp, before finally looking up at joohyun with his cold, indifferent gaze.

@❀┊jiang wheein ᵒ "yeah, do you enjoy walking outside too?" asked him as he looks at the female with a soft smile. "ah. i guess we are different. " somehow he could sniffs sweet out of you cause him to frowned. "are you alright miss jiang? are you — perhaps in your cycle?"

@☁︎┊lan kang ᵃ i mean- that much is quite obvious, isn't it? pft. cannot be helped, but also - cannot help to begin and wonder what exactly did you mean by that statement, if it wasn't that? was it not that? you should be honest, you know?

@❀┊jiang chaewon ᵒ bold of you to assume I'd care what the faculty thinks. heh. but let's not twist the narrative shall we, you were the one who begging profusely for it. and it's not my fault that you're calling me for your booty call, and yes. I kinda like to see you suffered. it's give me satisfactions.

@☼┊wen tiffany ᵇ You really are in your cycle hm? Shakes my head with a small smile. Apart from your obvious scent. You've been giving me a lot of hints, Professor.

@☁︎┊lan kang ᵃ you mean... me covered in lights or something else as in something that comes from you- i don't know if i am misinterpreting oops.

@☼┊wen tiffany ᵇ You prefer the lights as in the photo or with something else? Chuckles lightly.

@☁︎┊lan kang ᵃ so are we gonna light up your world then, mister lan?

@☼┊wen tiffany ᵇ This brings a whole new meaning to "Lighting up My World."

@☼┊wen wonwoo ᵃ [] the plushie in question u_u https://64.media.tumblr.com/effbcca314be61888885fb83b4a23e35/cf7aa7f5e5d154f9-fc/s640x960/2a4d1dfd8c3f4431f9a17fea018be1372e7916ad.jpg

juhyun walks up towards her husband, standing right in front of him with her arms crossed. her gaze tries to bore into wonwoo's head to get his attention from whatever the hell he was doing. she takes a deep breath, as if already expecting some bad news before she eventually asks, "did you see my plushie?"

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ [] okay, we can just end it there~ and they can definitely have more especially they got each other's numbers now