@✧ ┆ l. jongwon. ᵈᵒᵇᵉʳᵐᵃⁿⁿ That's good to hear that it helped with the cold.
Taemin barked out some laughter, quickly silencing it from fully living it's life as he felt a hand deathly gripping around his heart at the mere mention of couple.
Oh that sounds very cheesy and cringey, but....let's do it.
Taemin turned around when he heard a sound coming from his guest, he arched a brow and was starting to notice that something seemed off.
Mm coffee, I'll get that started for you.
Then it hit him, the perfume scent was a reminder of their conversation and Taemin was about to kneel down and touch Jongwon, subduing himself as it was a terrible idea.
Jongwon- your cycle....it's started hasn't it?
He frowns softly, the urge to help his friend as digging at him along with the feeling....and wanting help in return, if it was allowed of course.
You....do you need any help, any medicine or....do you need a moment to um you know....I can help you too with that
@✶ ┆ l. taemin. ᶜˡᵒᵘᵈᵉᵈ ˡᵉᵒᵖᵃʳᵈ the lights bouncing off the walls of the cabin landed upone his sweat glistening flesh, his insides enkindled by a small fire, successfully subdued by the suppressants, however they were just a temporary solution, after all.
hardly. the excitement of meeting you made me forget about the cold.
jongwon confessed. he smiled indulgently despite his low energy , his body inclined towards the doorframe. head leaning against the wooden threshold, as he watched you.
like a couple pjs? that sounds so fun, taemin. sure.
jongwon's knees buckled, the tsunami of pheromones swallowed him, utterly. he staggered sideways, white-knuckled fingers tightly grasping onto the edge of the walls, making attempts to regain balance. breathing stopped, head spinning.
uh...I-
jongwon muttered, releasing his breath. halting beside the shoe rack, sinking onto the floor. using his shoes as an excuse to stall some time, trying to acclimatise towards the new environment and pray that he wouldn't lose self-control.
can i- can I get some coffee, please?
his voice just one note above a whisper, while he ped his boots. his own scent, gradually seeping into the atmosphere. that same ripe fruity, amberlike scent, he joked about being a perfume in their first encounter.
@✧ ┆ l. jongwon. ᵈᵒᵇᵉʳᵐᵃⁿⁿ Taemin's eyes waver over your redden visage, wishing to help warm up his guest with the comfort of his home, or even the help of his hands, but that was something he would have to keep locked away in his imagination.
The air escaped from the older male, who was unable to return the hug because it was short-lived. However, it was enough for his heart to feel the warmth, healing a bit of his lonely pain.
Heh, was it a cold journey?
The omega nonchalantly did small poses, kicking his leg out and propping a hand on his hip, showing off his simple PJs with his signature, giddy grin.
Thank you, thank you~ heh, you want one?
He steps to the side, allowing his guest to finally enter his home, which heavily smelled of Taemin's pheromones as he was cooped up in it and never got a chance to air it out the place after his heat.
Want anything to drink? something warm or cold?
He closes the door and points over to the side, showing the shoe rack and above it the coat wall hanger for your outside attire.
@✶ ┆ l. taemin. ᶜˡᵒᵘᵈᵉᵈ ˡᵉᵒᵖᵃʳᵈ the weather wasnt just cold, it was the type that would cut through the skin and lanced through the bones. in contrast to the forlorn scene of grey monochrome, like a vintage postcard, jongwon was hot and sweaty. his flesh felt warm, despite the vibrantly red tips of nose and ears.
the warmth shrone from inside of the cabin, poured into his orbs like freshly made caramel. he smiled, greeting you with a quick hug and immediately kept his distance.
that I did.
the beta's gaze moved down your frame and back up.
you look so comfortable. I like the cute prints on the pjs. where did you get them?
@✧ ┆ l. jongwon. ᵈᵒᵇᵉʳᵐᵃⁿⁿ Taemin was amidst his sudden, spring cleaning, scanning the room and thinking what else to tidy up. He froze, his briefs in his hands that he left on the floor, his eyes widened at the door and he in panic, he stuffs the undergarment under the couch cushion.
He clears his throat and answers the door. Thankfully, he did manage to dig a snow slope entrance to his home, and there was Jongwon waiting for him.
"Ah you made it~"
He smiles happily while wearing his full length pjs.
@✶ ┆ l. taemin. ᶜˡᵒᵘᵈᵉᵈ ˡᵉᵒᵖᵃʳᵈ jongwon was rocking back and forth on the balls of his heels, chin buried inside the straightened collar fastened with a buckled strap of his overcoat. the grey hood covered his head while he ran the bell, loose knuckles knocking a couple of time, after that.
a green convenience store bag dangling around his left arm. his expression seemed a bit exhausted because of was his first day of his cycle that came in the form of a rut. he'd taken a copious amount of suppressants, that made his movements a bit sluggish as well.
*panics and tries to clean up as fast as possible. Throws away the tissues by the couch that's been inhabitated by taemin. He grabs all the dishes that he left out and dumps them in the sink, leaving for it for future taemin to worry about*
() ps tissues aren't.....those kind of tissues, they are eyeball tissues
His vision focused on the path of untouched snow ahead of him, crunching under his hurried strides. His breath was heavy as cold sweat dripped down his forehead, his body burning up faster than he liked. He was certain he had time left to spare. Perhaps this was all in his mind, a placebo effect of his worries.
He slammed the door of his cabin behind him, knocking off a bank of snow from the roof and thumping down in front of the entrance. Taemin's back pressed against the door to catch his breath, but he couldn't do that in peace, as the restlessness and the itch to tear his clothing flooded his senses. A frustrated whine escaped the panting omega as he tugged and pulled at his clothing, the stitched seams pleading mercy with their tearing sounds. He had forgotten how to unfasten and unhook buttons, or either his body was overstimulated to the point he couldn't get a feel of his fingers to work.
With some effort, he tossed and shimmed out of his clothing, abandoning them without a thought as he entered his spare bedroom. Locking his door, taking the extra precaution though he knew no one would appear or dare break into his cabin, he always had that nudging thought in the back of his mind....what if....
Taemin took out one of his unique briefs, which he would wear and lounge in when home alone, and slipped it on. With a heavy exhale, his tail and ears were free to make their appearance, taking a weight off his shoulders. Of course, he had to thread his long and thick tail through the back opening of his briefs, allowing him to get comfortable.
He crawled into bed, sneaking under the covers to hide as his body burned and ached for relief. Taemin's jaw clenched, his hands mirroring the action with his nails digging into the bedsheets, tearing easily into them with his elongated, sharp nails. Finally, he could feel some part of his body, his lower half throbbed with desire, the slickness trailing down between his clenched thighs. The hybrid shifted his body just a touch, the slight contact of the bed to his overstimulated groin was enough to make him let out a pathetic whine.
"god...I hate this..."
His arms blindly reached above his head, feeling their way for his bite-proof pillow, dragging it down into the depths of his blanket fort that had trapped in his overwhelming scent. Cuddling the pillow into his arms, he widens his jaw and latches his teeth deep into the overused cushion. A growl becomes muffled into it.