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@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

as taeyong began to tug on his own white shirt, he didn't hesitate, before undoing the last buttons and helped him get rid of it. the shirt fluttered, landing on the backseat with a muffled thud. eyes back on the beauty on his lap, he devoured every bit of taeyong with his gaze. he was beautiful, from the pale s to the healed scar on his neck. the male was curious about it, however, he chose not to talk about it as the male did not ask about his weird obsession with gloves. he was glad such awkward conversations were thrown out of the moment and they indulged in the moonlight and each other.

' you are so beautiful.' the alpha breathed out, reaching for his chin once more. he kept their gazes locked. jaehyun's dark eyes looked into taeyong's and for the moment, he swore he saw little stars in them. the male was very beautiful. and he deserved to be acknowledged and worshiped - jaehyun was more than glad to do that.

mouth reattaching to his skin, he leaned lower to finally blow raspberries at the awaiting s. the goosebumps on his skin made the older one chuckle, him caressing the sensitive flesh. without a warning, jaehyun's wet tiers finally wrapped around one of the buds, on it with a loud noise. coating the with his saliva, he raised up his clothed fingertip to brush against the other - making sure both of the sides had an equal amount of stimuli and attention.

his free hand traveled down south, palming the growing bulge through the pants. taeyong was hard and so was him, they synchronising due to the growing intensity and pleasure between them. suddenly, he let go of the , bringing his hand down to get rid of the zipper. loud zipping sound mixed with the slurping sounds, coming out from jaehyun's throat as he slowly reached for his private parts. he knew he didn't need a permission - taeyong gave him his consent as soon as he got into his car.

he waited for sounds to bubble out of his pretty, pink lips, indicating the male was having an equal amount of pleasure. him moving on his lap, whimpering at the sensations - it was like a melody to the alpha's ears as he wanted to hear more. he wanted to feel more.

finally ping the pants, he traced the outline of his boxers, teasing the awaiting member, before his hand slid behind the waistband of his boxers, wrapping around the base of the . it was uncomfortable, he was sure, but jaehyun did not risk taking of his gloves as he moved his hand in a certain rhythm, giving taeyong the pleasure he deserved.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

the roars of a stormy sea howled in his ears as the marches of stomping soldiers drummed in his chest. electricity of exhilaration heated his body while the fire of passion ignited his skin. the crashing waves of their lust threatened to pull him under, but fear did not grip his heart; he merely swam with the raging current, allowing the indiscriminate tide to lead him to destinations unknown, uncharted.

the hand on his hip was heavy, every tap of his fingers sending a bolt of anticipation up his spine. he moved with the alpha, chasing every exhale and graze of the lips, bodies like magnet as they tugged each other closer. taeyong soon found himself migrating from the passenger seat to jaehyun's lap—the space became slightly cramped, but the intensity of their coupling never dissipated.

a shiver seized his body when smooth leather skimmed his burning skin, the cold material wracking shivers through his torso and raising goosebumps in its wake. every gentle caress prompted a shaky inhale to rattle his lungs, mind conflicted between flinching away from the teasing contact and leaning closer to the feather light pressure. the brushes on his chest, specifically to his s, caused a whine to emit from his throat; the sound was quickly lost in the hungry kiss, greedily consumed by the man beneath him.

taeyong was compliant in ridding his upper clothes, oversized shirt taken off alongside the loose turtleneck underneath. he was bare for the twinkling night to see—for jaehyun to witness. everything, from his slim but lean physique, to the rough scar across his throat.

he was usually conscious of the blemish, it being the whole reason he wore turtlenecks in the first place. yet, in front of the alpha, he did not feel that same discomfiture. perhaps the adrenaline coursing through his veins kicked what little shame he had out of his brain, but it mattered little in the moment.

heavy breaths left his lips, an occurrence that only happened when taeyong was worked up. his usually quiet and reserved composure quickly dwindled with every unravelling by jaehyun's hands, eyes, mouth. it only heightened when the alpha dove towards his neck, arguably his most vulnerable spot, and started attacking it with bites and les.

a whimper bubbled from his throat at having a bruise left so close to his scar. if jaehyun wanted, he could just as easily bury his teeth in his throat. taeyong was not sure whether the thrill grabbing hold of his psyche was that of terror or arousal.

he dug his fingers into the alpha's shoulders, distantly noting his state of being dressed. it made him tilt his head, brows furrowed as he glanced at the other's long sleeves. a hand ran into jaehyun's hair, massaging the scalp briefly before coaxing him to pull away from his neck.

when taeyong met jaehyun's gaze, a shuddering breath left his lips. those eyes were dark and starving, like a wild beast that had been left famished for too long. it took him a moment to concentrate, to not just let the latter swallow him whole.

he gently tugged on the alpha's shirt, bringing attention to it. he quirked a brow and nodded to it, a silent request to take the piece of article off. his lashes fluttered as he felt jaehyun's hand on his behind massaging slowly, biting his lower lip as he attempted to focus.

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

when their lips finally met, it was like a dam breaking. taeyong’s hands rested delicately on jaehyun’s nape, pulling him closer with a quiet urgency. jaehyun had craved this moment since the first time their eyes met - taeyong’s lips had been an unspoken invitation, soft yet demanding to be claimed. now, the taste of him, warm and electric, ignited something deep within.

jaehyun’s hands slid down, settling firmly on taeyong’s hips. his fingers tapped against the slim frame as though playing a silent, invisible piano, each motion resonating like a note in a melody only they could hear. above them, the moon bathed the velvety surface of the lake in a soft, silvery glow, as if nature itself had conspired to compose a symphony for their union. it was a moment so surreal, it felt stolen from the silver screen.

what began as a gentle, tentative exchange quickly intensified. the kiss deepened, shifting from tender exploration to something wild and unrestrained. jaehyun held him tighter, pulling him into the fire that neither wanted to escape. time seemed to dissolve, leaving nothing but the rhythm of their breaths and the heat of the connection they’d both longed for.

he had invited the alpha on his lap. the damn sports car, jaehyun thought as he realised how tight the space was and how taeyong's back was pressing against the leather of the steering wheel. however, he dropped all of those thoughts, focusing on the male in his arms. he tasted like everything jaehyun ever longed for - sweet yet sour at the same time.

sliding his long digits down to grab the hem of his oversized shirt, sliding his ice cold yet clothed palms under it. oh, how he had longed to touch his soft flesh, trace every bit with the pads, but he was a germaphobe and he refused to touch anything that wasn't him. the palm was dragged upwards his torso, tracing the outline of his ribs until it reached the perky - it awaiting his touch. feather brushes leaving behind, he teased the other, adding more stimuli to the kiss.

lips colliding with taeyong's once more after his small rendezvous. tongue darting past his awaiting lips, the wet muscle began to explore every bit of his wet cavern, ending up in a battle for dominance. their tongues wrapped around each other, dancing in a rhythm of tango, jaehyun ending it with a small on taeyong's tongue. it was sensual, intimate and he couldn't help but chuckle. the alpha's dark eyes went up, this time taeyong was on top of him, he was in charge of the situation. 'the darn shirt.' he whispered - voice low and husky - before he proceed to get rid of his clothing, leaving the other alpha in nothing but his pants.

oh the alpha did take his sweet time admiring the beautiful male on his lap. it felt as if taeyong's skin was embedded with tiny diamonds, the pearly skin glistening in the moonlight or so he thought. taeyong was a masterpiece, a true perfection and he couldn't wait to ruin him. he wanted to leave the marks behind - a desire he haven't felt in years.

this time - instead of his lips - jaehyun's target was the slender neck. his wet and red tiers pressed against the base of taeyong's neck, leaving butterfly kisses behind. he traced them up and down until the entire right side was coated with them. until he sank his teeth, on it until a blooming bruise was left behind. his gloved hands took its time exploring his back, resting on the clothed buttocks. he began to massage them in a rather seductive way. it was slow - the kisses, the mounding - but he liked it. they had all the time in the world.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

as the car pulled out from its spot, taeyong cast a peek out the window. the club drew further as they drove away, a panorama of the cityscape entering his vision. the tall dark skyscrapers were dotted with specks of illumination from windows, and along the street at the bottom of the frame were street lamps shining brightly.

the scenery soon changed, switching out the city’s night view for a natural environment. taeyong watched as the crowded trees lined their sides, towering over the sleek mustang. without the pollution of advanced technology, the alpha could see the twinkling stars in the sky. a silent sigh parted his lips, awe glinting in his eyes as he counted each and every constellation. the shot of the night sky above them from this area was beautiful.

they soon arrived at a clearing. taeyong felt the air escaping his lungs when the scene came into view—a sizeable lake, still and clear, reflecting the brilliant moon and stars above their heads. it was a picturesque location, one that would make beautiful upside-down symmetric photos. he felt a sense of excitement at the artistic scene, wanderlust poking its curious head.

he was quickly brought back to the present situation by jaehyun’s deep voice. it was not a sudden realisation; rather, the gentle cadence lulled his attention to the current time. the low and soothing lilt returned his focus to the now, and taeyong had to quietly admire the effectiveness of the alpha’s voice.

taeyong breathed softly, listening to jaehyun’s words intently. intimacy laced his sentences, akin to the emotional closeness of two souls. he was lying bare his well-kept thoughts, exposing his silent but true feelings.

his chin lifted with the alpha’s movement, eyes steady as they met a pair of deep browns. the tension, which had been a low simmer the whole ride, came to a gradual boil now. his eyes flickered downwards when jaehyun’s did, connecting with the latter’s own lips.

the teasing finger tracing his lower tier prompted taeyong to open his mouth. then, in a of dauntlessness, he flicked his tongue out, grazing the pad. that one move was enough to spur his daringness further, ducking his head to take the tip between his lips, in his mouth.

taeyong glanced at jaehyun from under his lashes, taking in his features. starting from the smooth strands atop his head, moving down to his thick and defined brows, lowering to his dark eyes and following along the bridge of his nose. finally, his eyes came to a stop at the alpha’s full lips.

he wanted to kiss them badly.

so, he did.

letting the trapped finger fall away, taeyong reached a hand to jaehyun’s nape and kept him in place. diving forward, he pressed his lips against the other’s own. almost instantaneously, fire erupted in his chest, sending heat to his neck, ears and face.

taeyong tilted his head to deepen the kiss, slotting their lips together. they fit perfectly, like two puzzle pieces falling into place. it sent electricity down his spine, sending tingles to his fingertips, and making him hum against jaehyun’s lips.

it was a simple act, yet gratifying in its unification. it made the world melt away, insignificant when compared to the magnitude of their current scenario.

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

jaehyun waited for taeyong to speak, his ears now free of the pounding music. yet instead of words, taeyong took out his phone, scrawling his thoughts in fluid . the sight stirred something in jaehyun - a quiet curiosity - but he chose not to voice it. whether taeyong couldn't speak or simply preferred not to didn’t matter. they weren’t here for a deep conversation.

jaehyun mulled over his options. taking taeyong back to the academy was out of the question. the risk of being seen, of whispers spreading through curious lips, wasn’t something he was willing to entertain. he had spent too long building his image, carefully curating the fine balance between intrigue and detachment. letting someone cross that line into his private world was an indulgence he rarely allowed.

and then there was his meticulous nature - a germaphobe through and through. the idea of a stranger in his space made his skin crawl. he could already see himself scrubbing every inch of his apartment, bleaching away the fingerprints and remnants of their time together. the thought exhausted him before it even began.

' i know a hotel nearby, ' he finally said, offering taeyong a charming smile. ' five stars. i'll cover everything.' yet even as the words left his lips, another idea slipped into his mind - one more daring and reckless. the car.
his Mustang roared to life, the powerful engine drowning out his thoughts as they left the club’s parking lot. the alcohol hummed in his veins, dulling the sharper edges of reason and adding a reckless thrill to the moment. while driving drunk was risky, jaehyun’s heightened wolf reflexes kept his confidence intact. he knew exactly where to go.

the car’s tires crunched over dirt as he to a secluded road that led to a lakeshore. the trees formed a canopy above them, their shadows flickering like ghosts in the headlights. when the lake finally came into view, its surface glittering under the moonlight, jaehyun felt a strange mix of nostalgia and excitement. he hadn’t been here in years. this place was once his escape, a pocket of peace far from the chaos of life.

the mustang rolled to a stop a safe distance from the water, and the silence of the night enveloped them. jaehyun shifted, casually draping his arm over taeyong’s shoulders in a cliché move that he knew worked all too well. the weight of his arm was steady, grounding, but his mind raced with unspoken anticipation.

' this is a good spot,' he said, his voice lower now, more intimate. ' i haven’t been here in years, but somehow… you reminded me of it. ' his words hung in the air like a soft breeze, carrying a subtle truth he hadn’t intended to reveal. jaehyun turned to taeyong, his eyes tracing the delicate lines of his face. slowly, he lifted his hand, his fingers grazing taeyong’s chin to tilt it gently. their gazes locked, the intensity of the moment weaving a connection far deeper than their brief acquaintance.

' you’re just like this place,' jaehyun murmured, his thumb brushing lightly against taeyong’s lower lip. ' pretty. mysterious. enchanting.' his dark eyes lingered on taeyong’s lips, and the world around them faded into the background. the lake, the trees, the stars - all were nothing compared to the magnetic pull between them. with a deliberate slowness, jaehyun’s finger traced along the curve of taeyong’s lips once again, his touch electric and teasing, the moment ripe with unspoken promises.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

taeyong slid his arms off of jaehyun's shoulders as the latter righted his ruffled attire, amusement pulling at his lips and filling his eyes at the latter's act of indifference. he let the taller man hold his hand and guide him off of the dance floor, away from the blaring music and into the chilly air. a cool night breeze passed them by, contrasting with his burning skin and making him shudder.

despite the exhilaration from their prior encounter tapering, the excitement of their venture never dimmed. it simmered deep in his gut, spreading heat to his chest and sending tingling sensations to his fingertips. the night was young—there was still much to be seen, to be experienced. taeyong was ready for all of it and more.

jaehyun’s black mustang stood out among the numerous contemporary cars in the parking lot with its antique label and quaint fashion, a brand that not many youngsters would choose. taeyong did not know the alpha’s age, but judging from appearance alone, he should not be that much older. he liked to pride himself in his ability to gauge an estimate of a person’s age through their looks and the air they carried themselves with.

regardless of the vintage possession, the car choice suited the alpha. from his elegant form to his aura of refinement, it seemed in character for a man of jaehyun’s calibre to own such a distinctive brand. taeyong could appreciate the other’s sophisticated taste.

taeyong did not need to be told twice to enter the car, a brief thought passing his mind on how gentlemanly jaehyun was. once he had taken his seat on the passenger's side, he gave the interior a quick peek. he could tell the vehicle was carefully maintained—the soft leather under his weight and the gleaming console were all testaments to the alpha's attentiveness. he could not help but to admire the care and attention put into preserving the car.

amidst the smell of fresh leather and mild diffuser, there was another scent. it was subtle, but taeyong caught it. it belonged to the alpha, his scent hanging in the space of his own possession. it gave the mustang character, and painted a picture of the history jaehyun had with his car.

jaehyun was behind the wheel and starting the car in no time. his smooth and soft voice carried a silent promise, making his heart beat just a tad faster. he silently breathed, calming the palpitations within his chest and his frenzied thoughts. fishing out his phone that he was thankful to have half the mind to slip into his pocket before being dragged off to the dance floor just now, taeyong typed on his phone. his brain distantly registered the slight tremor in his fingers, anticipation barely contained.

'that would depend. is your place near from here?' going to a stranger's house after meeting them for a few hours was probably not a good idea. however... 'i would suggest my place, but i don't want to disturb my roommates.' he didn't have roommates, but considering his accommodation was the academy's dormitory, he might as well be sharing rooms with other students. 'worst case scenario, there should be a hotel nearby.' though it would be a waste of money to stay at a hotel for a one-night-stand.

an idea crossed his mind then. it was a silly thought and, quite frankly, can be seen as rude. this was someone else's car they were talking about! however, taeyong typed his thought out anyway and let the phone speak for him.

'we can also just pull to the side and do it here.'

the monotonous speech of the phone lingered in the air. taeyong glanced at jaehyun from the corners of his eyes before continuing.

'of course, i jest.' he did not want to offend the other alpha. judging by how well-kept the vehicle was, the last thing jaehyun would probably want was to defile his precious mustang with their tangling.

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

jaehyun was lost in the kiss, a maelstrom of heat and passion enveloping him as he claimed taeyong’s mouth with dominance. his hands explored every inch of the smaller male’s sculpted body, reverent yet hungry. taeyong wasn’t just alluring - he was addictive, a dangerous temptation that haehyun couldn’t resist. the thrill sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins.

taeyong’s touch, soft yet deliberate, sent shivers down jaehyun’s spine. fingers wove into his dark locks, massaging his scalp in a way that was both intimate and grounding. the pulsing beat of the music around them faded into oblivion as their bodies moved together, perfectly synchronized.

when their lips finally parted, jaehyun was breathless, his chest heaving as though taeyong had stolen the very air from his lungs. dark eyes bore into the alpha’s, searching and ignited. a subtle nod from taeyong toward the club’s entrance was all it took to set jaehyun’s heart racing faster. he knew exactly where this was heading, and he welcomed it.

straightening himself, jaehyun adjusted his clothes with calculated nonchalance before taking taeyong’s hand in his. they navigated through the sea of writhing bodies, jaehyun’s firm grip leading them like a beacon. as they stepped out into the cool night air, the tension shifted - less frenzied, but electric with unspoken promises.

there, parked like a dark sentinel amidst sleek, modern cars, stood jaehyun’s pride and joy - a pristine black 1967 mustang. the car gleamed under the streetlights, its muscular frame a perfect reflection of jaehyun’s style: classic, bold, and unapologetic. he opened the passenger door with a chivalrous flourish, gesturing for taeyong to slide in.

the interior was immaculate, a testament to jaehyun’s devotion. the subtle scent of polished leather and fresh car wax filled the space, as if it had just rolled out of a showroom. once he was behind the wheel, jaehyun turned the key, and the engine roared to life, a deep growl that mirrored his own untamed energy. ' so, ' he drawled, his voice low and suggestive, ' where should we go?' the words hung in the air like a promise, his smirk hinting at possibilities as limitless as the open road.

@☼┊wen dilraba ᵃ The prince arrived promptly on time, per usual. The sun had already ascended into the earth and the coolness of evening had already settled. The nightclub’s back door admitted the black wolf and his three guards. As they walked along the back alley, they greeted the bouncer at the small private door and then continued on their way. Asserting dominance over the establishment’s corridors, they make their way past the sofa lounges and into the nightclub’s main floor. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol, mingling with the scent of heat and rut of the party as revelers danced in the strobe lights’ glow. The dance floor throbbed with rhythmic vibrations as it came alive. Jackson disregarded his entourage as they navigated the weaving, inebriated masses. Tonight’s visit was not one of leisure but duty bond.

Once everyone in his party was settled, a server came by to take their drink orders. Jackson ordered bottle service for his men and plan water for himself, for it would be rude to start drinking without his gesture of honor. Relaxed in his seat, Jackson’s patience dwindled as the minutes ticked by. He frequented boisterous places like this often, as his father owned several nightclubs. He’d prefer to be elsewhere, truthfully. He briefly imagined himself back in his dorm, fireside with a book. He longed to be on his balcony, sipping wine, watching the stars twinkle in the moonlight, and enjoying the warmth of a companion in his bed. He would have been content to play his violin alone in the grand hall, simply to enjoy the melodic solitude; however, that wasn’t possible. Here was here doing his father’s bidding. Waiting patiently.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

jaehyun's hands burned like searing coals, palms leaving blazing trails everywhere it touched. as if his body was set on fire, taeyong writhed at the contact. yet, he never felt more alive than he had now, heart pounding fiercely within his ribcage as adrenaline rushed through his veins.

the air conditioning in the club did little to alleviate the heat. from the warmth of the bodies on the dance floor to the electrifying situation between him and mr charming, taeyong felt hot all around. if it weren't for the harlequin lights, the deep flush saturating his neck and ears would have been bare for all to see.

a rush of air entered taeyong’s lungs as he felt something stiff brushing up behind him. was that—

his world spun then, eyes wide in surprise as his bearing got thrown off course. he faintly registered his arms being wrapped around jaehyun’s neck, distantly recalled the mischievous smirk adorning the alpha's handsome features. he did not have time to regain his composure, not even a second to catch his breath.

suddenly, a pair of soft tiers pressed against his. taeyong's lips parted on a gasp, allowing jaehyun entrance to his mouth. like a switch being flipped, desire fuelled his subsequent actions. scrambling hands pushed into the alpha's hair, messing up the brunette locks. his fingers clenched around the silken strands, keeping the other close and secure. he pushed his body against the taller man's broader frame, not allowing an inch to be spared between them.

time slowed as they kissed, chests flushed against one another as their hands held each other in place. their lips only separated for a second before crashing together again, passion permeating their hurried actions. they were drowning in a sea of their own desire, yet afraid to fully pull away, as if they were each other’s air supply under the ocean of their lust.

when they did finally break apart, it was with much reluctance. a surprised noise, barely above a whisper, escaped taeyong as he felt jaehyun nibbling his bottom lip before pulling away. his heart sang in protest, needing more of the alpha. however, his brain demanded oxygen, so he stayed put.

through his bleary gaze, taeyong noted jaehyun’s disheveled appearance. his ruffled hair with strands sticking in random directions, his pupils blown wide and swallowing what little brown there was. hunger swam in the ebony void, and the knowledge that he roused such a reaction from the previously elegant alpha brought a triumphant smile to his lips.

taeyong’s head lolled to the side, nodding towards the general direction of the club’s entrance. he glanced at jaehyun, one brow raising as he smirked curiously. his hands that were still locked behind the alpha’s head played with the tiny strands on his neck, fiddling idly.

it was a silent suggestion, one that shouldn’t require words to spell out their want of one another.

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

the dance floor was a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors and pounding music, a sensory overload that consumed jaehyun the moment he stepped onto it. he wasted no time, pulling taeyong close, his arms wrapping snugly around the smaller man's waist. their height difference only made the embrace feel more intimate, and jaehyun couldn't help but smirk as the sweaty, writhing crowd forced them even closer together.

the music pulsed through his veins, and jaehyun moved in sync with the rhythm. his dark hair was damp, strands clinging to his forehead, but for once, he didn’t care. normally, he would have recoiled from the accidental brushes of strangers in the crush of bodies, but tonight was different. the reason for his change of heart was in his arms, swaying tentatively at first.

taeyong, initially shy and hesitant, seemed to shed his reservations as the alcohol coursed through his system - or so Jaehyun assumed. the moment the alpha turned, pressing his lithe body against jaehyun, the atmosphere shifted. taeyong’s back and hips melted into him, swaying with a hypnotic sensuality that left jaehyun breathless.

his hands slid along taeyong’s sides, gripping his hips before daring to explore lower, resting against the curve of his stomach. the heat between them grew, and jaehyun’s clothed hand rubbed slow, teasing circles against taeyong’s abs. the friction, the closeness, the intensity of their movements - it was enough to drive him mad.

his breath hitched as his body betrayed his growing desire, the tightness in his pants impossible to ignore.
unable to resist any longer, jaehyun spun taeyong around, their eyes locking briefly before he lifted the alpha’s arms to rest around his neck. with a smirk playing on his lips, jaehyun leaned in, capturing taeyong's mouth in a searing kiss. their lips met in a fervent clash of heat and urgency, tongues tangling in a battle for dominance as the music and the world around them faded into a blur.

taeyong’s natural scent, laced with the sweetness of alcohol, was intoxicating, a heady mix that made jaehyun’s pulse race. their bodies continued to sway, locked in perfect rhythm, their passion igniting like a spark in the chaotic, neon-lit haze of the club.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

the man had dimples. with the dim lighting in the club and prior distance between them, it wasn’t noticeable at first glance. now, having jaehyun right in front of him, he could see the dips in his cheeks clearly.

of course this man with god-like gorgeousness had dimples. taeyong felt like he had tripped and fell into a rabbit hole. what other surprises about jaehyun would he uncover next?

taeyong barely registered the answer, much too distracted by their closeness. it was a brief touch between their skins, yet a jolt of electricity coursed through his veins. his back straightened, inhale sharp as he breathed through his nose. the sound that would normally go unnoticed was caught by jaehyun, their proximity not offering any hiding spots for his minute reactions.

when the answer finally reached his brain, his eyes snapped to meet jaehyun’s. he didn’t keep track of his physical response, mind too focused with reeling from the offer. heck, he didn’t even notice his scent leaking—his natural suppression going lax to coax the other alpha, wrapping them in a warm blanket as it mixed with the latter’s citrusy and sweet scent.

taeyong wasn’t sure which came first: him nodding his head in response, or jaehyun pulling him off his seat. everything happened so fast, it felt like both occurred simultaneously. anticipation drummed in his ears, thrill fluttering in his stomach as exhilaration tugged on his lips. he let the alpha drag him to the dance floor, allowing himself to be swept off his feet.

he was born of qinghe nie, built upon the sturdy foundation of rocks and earth. however, as he and the man reached the fluorescent platform, he couldn’t help but feel like a leaf tossed into a racing river. it was exciting, scary, and curious all at once. he wanted to know more, to feel and experience more.

the smooth groove of the song as it began filled the room, occupying their space. flashing lights painted their upper bodies, dousing them in swatches of purple, then red, and pink. the loud hoots and hollers of the crowd surrounding them died down—in this moment, there was only the sensual melody of the club’s music and the two alphas.

jaehyun was tall, a little more than half a head over him. when taeyong propped his arms on the other’s shoulders and linked his fingers behind his head, his hands came to touch the back of his neck. their bodies were barely an inch apart, and the shorter male had to crane his neck to look at the alpha.

he didn’t lift his chin the whole way, just enough to peer from under his lashes. as the verse entered the pre-chorus, the beats grew heavier, amplified by the singer’s rising notes. perhaps emboldened by the atmosphere the song created, taeyong disconnected his hands from behind jaehyun’s neck, choosing to bring them downwards.

his fingers grazed along the alpha’s shoulders, down the length of his biceps to his elbows. the touch was barely present, the tips gently pressing upon the layer of clothing protecting jaehyun. it was enough pressure to feel the movement, but not enough to push into the flesh.

as his hands were reaching his dance partner’s own, he fully faced the latter. with mischief glinting in his eyes and imbuing the corners of his smirk, he turned around, pressing his back to jaehyun’s front. taeyong found the other’s hands and brought them to his hips, gently holding them there.

new elements were introduced in the song as the chorus played. taeyong’s eyes drooped to half lids, swaying with the dynamic music. he wondered briefly what expression was jaehyun making, but pushed down his curiosity to enjoy the ambiance.

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

the air was thick with heat and music, their bodies close to each other. taeyong’s legs were nestled between jaehyun's, the proximity not lost on him as jaehyun sat with casual ease, his posture relaxed yet deliberate. his body scrunched slightly, legs splayed out in his signature style. his cheek rested against his palm, elbow propped on the bar, his gaze roaming over taeyong.

jaehyun was picky, selective in his choices, and he didn't often waste time on anyone who didn't catch his eye. but taeyong? he was like something straight out of an art book - impossibly perfect. from the plush curve of his upper lip to the way his lashes fluttered like delicate feathers, jaehyun couldn’t help but drink it all in. his eyes lingered, barely registering the screen in front of him.

a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he read the word friends with a follow-up question. he smirked, dimples appearing on his cheeks. leaning in just enough for his nose to brush against his skin, his breath ghosted over taeyong’s ear. ' friends too,' jaehyun whispered, his voice low and inviting. ' wanna ditch them and go dance? '

he expected taeyong to pull away, but what he saw instead made his heart race. the alpha’s body shifted subtly, a nervous gulp, the way his hands clenched at his pants. his own pride swelled - he had that effect on taeyong, and it sent a thrill through his veins.

the intoxicating scent of taeyong - like roses laced with alcohol - was a drug, and jaehyun found himself craving more. his usual game of push and pull felt distant now; this was something different. something deeper. he wanted to kiss him. no, he needed to.

as tove lo’s ' talking body ' began to play, the rhythm pushing everything to a new intensity, jaehyun took another sip from his glass. the alcohol burned, but the heat of the moment was more intoxicating. he winked at taeyong, and without waiting for a response, his hand found the other’s.

their fingers brushed, taeyong’s touch just as electric as he imagined it would be. jaehyun led the way, guiding him through the sea of grinding bodies, the music swallowing them whole. his gloves brushed against taeyong’s skin, an odd barrier that only made the touch feel more charged, more urgent. they melted into the crowd, bodies moving in sync, lost in the haze of the night, each beat of the song bringing them closer together.

jaehyun had never played with fire like this before. and he was starting to like it.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

taeyong’s attention was brought to jaehyun’s fidgeting hands, curiously raising a brow as he found the latter wearing a pair of gloves. it was then that he noticed the alpha’s getup, nary an inch of skin to be found. he was dressed head to toe with fabric and material; the only exposed dermis being his suave countenance.

as strange as the choice of attire was, taeyong had no right to criticise. while the theatre members donned their best outfits, all glittery and body-hugging, he opted for a large t-shirt and a loose turtleneck beneath. the sleeves came to rest just before his thumbs, displaying an equally oversized underclothing. it was thin and breathable, but above all else, it covered the scar on his throat, and that was what mattered most.

besides, jaehyun looked gorgeous in his attire. no one in their right mind would complain about the lack of skin showing.

taeyong tilted his face just as jaehyun leaned in close, the other’s breath tickling the shell of his ear, prompting a sudden intake of air. loud noises usually catch him off guard, but the unrelenting bass and blaring music of the club mellowed the alpha’s yell.

at this proximity, taeyong could catch a whiff of the alpha’s scent. the sharp tang of bergamot, the smooth warmth of leather, and a hint of sweet sandalwood. it was addictive—heat pooling in his core at the intoxicating smell. he tipped his face towards jaehyun, feeling the soft strands tickling the tip of his nose.

they were close. so very close.

the alpha’s compliment brought a smile to taeyong’s face, eyes locking with the former’s dark pair. instantly, he was trapped, finding it impossible to tear his gaze away. he should know better, but jaehyun was too alluring for him to keep his eyes elsewhere.

like a moth to light, he was drawn to the alpha.

taeyong nodded at the question, glancing at his phone to write one simple word: ‘friends’. he then shifted his gaze to the dance floor, where the theatre members were having fun. amidst the amalgamation of bodies, the alpha found it difficult to locate his acquaintances.

instead, he returned his attention to jaehyun. taeyong took another sip of his drink, splashing his palate with sweet and sourness. then, he wrote a new word on his phone, accompanied by a singular punctuation mark: ‘you?’

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

jaehyun adjusted the leather gloves on his hands, the sleek material creaking softly against his movements. in the sweltering heat of the club, the gloves stood out like a sore thumb, but he didn’t care. they were his armor, his barrier, a necessary indulgence for his germaphobic tendencies. as he noticed taeyong fumbling with his phone to type something, a small smile tugged at his lips. taeyong. a name that rolled off the tongue like a melody, fitting for someone with such striking features.

he could feel the weight of taeyong’s gaze, those sharp eyes trailing over his figure - perhaps curious about the anomaly of his long sleeves in a room full of sweat-soaked bodies. or maybe it was his looks. either way, jaehyun didn’t mind the attention. he reveled in it.

when taeyong kept communicating through his phone, jaehyun found it oddly endearing. was it the blaring music, or was the other just naturally shy? either way, jaehyun leaned against the bar, resting his chin on his gloved palm as he observed him. his gaze wandered to those lips - soft, plump, and entirely too inviting. the faintest thought of kissing them flickered through his mind, but he swallowed it down, instead signaling the bartender for another whiskey.

as his drink arrived, jaehyun waved off the new glass, motioning for his already-used one. he’d disinfected it earlier, and the thought of wasting it - or risking an unsanitized replacement - was intolerable. whiskey in hand, he turned back to taeyong and leaned in close, his lips hovering just by the other's ear to cut through the deafening music.

' I haven’t seen you around, 'he shouted, his voice smooth despite the volume. his smirk widened as taeyong turned to him, their proximity pulling him further into taeyong’s intoxicating scent. ' such a pretty face - I’d remember you.'

jaehyun let his eyes linger for a heartbeat before tilting his head. ' first time here? ' he asked, his voice dipping lower, a playful undertone weaving through his words. his smirk deepened, eyes glinting with a mix of intrigue and mischief, as if he already knew the answer but wanted to hear it from taeyong anyway.

@☘︎┊nie jaehyun ᵃ 【 tw : heavy ahead, student x professor 】

taeyong was a quiet kind—both physically and behaviourally. he tended to keep to himself, always returning to his dormitory after classes and performing activities on his own.

despite his reserved nature, taeyong wasn’t one to turn down an outing. when the theatre kids suggested an excursion to the club, he happily joined. after all, they had been practicing rigorously for the past week. they deserved to unwind every now and then.

the club was loud, easily drowning them in the hype and fun. they started at the bar, taking one shot after another. once the tipsiness settled in, they migrated to the dance floor, joining the cheering mob on the fluorescent platform.

taeyong stayed behind, preferring to enjoy the ambiance. he was modest in his alcohol intake, asking for a soft drink after downing a shot of liquor. to him, it was obligatory to at least indulge in one cup with his fellow members.

it was then, when he was left alone at the bar, that he encountered the man. his dark brown locks shone under the bar’s light, strands falling into his face. following the tresses brought taeyong’s attention to his eyes—dark and smouldering, a deep abyss that he found himself quickly getting lost in.

it sent a tingle down his spine, prompting a sharp inhale of breath. one blink and taeyong found the man standing, approaching his direction. the smirk on the stranger’s lips spelled trouble, yet he couldn’t find it in him to escape.

he didn’t feel afraid. rather, exhilaration brewed deep in his gut, making him curious to see how the night would play out.

so, he stayed put, eyes following the man until he was right beside him. even at this distance, taeyong could feel the other’s body heat. or maybe, his mind was playing tricks on him. perhaps it was the stranger’s sheer aura that was making him feel heated all over.

it was thrilling, captivating. a different kind of intoxication that left taeyong craving more.

the choice of cocktail brought amusement to taeyong, a brow raised and one corner of his lips lifting. it must be deliberate, but he didn’t mull over the thought. there was nothing but melting ice left in his glass anyway, he was not about to complain over free drinks.

instinctively, taeyong leaned closer, trying to catch the stranger’s words. jaehyun—the name given by the smooth timbre. somewhere in the deep recesses of his mind, the name sounded familiar. however, he couldn’t pin a memory to it.

that mattered not. at least he had a face to connect with the beautiful name.

at the question, taeyong glanced at his phone. it sat on the counter beside his empty glass, within reach in case he needed to use it. situations such as the present was a good example for his decision.

he unlocked the screen, opening a drawing application. he wrote in careful and deliberate , forming two neat and elegant hangeul.

‘taeyong’.

from his peripheral, he noticed the bartender arriving with his cocktail. he forced himself to look away from the attractive man—jaehyun, his brain helpfully supplied—and nodded in acknowledgement to the bartender’s services. with a smile lingering on his lips, he brought his gaze back to his phone and wrote on the drawing application.

‘thank you for the drink, jaehyun.’

taeyong flickered his eyes to meet the other alpha’s, quickly casting them away before he could wander into the deep brown again. he brought the cocktail closer to him, sipping the alcoholic beverage carefully.

absolutely ignoring the intense gaze fixed upon him. whether the flush creeping up his neck was from the drink or from being watched, taeyong did not know nor did he care.

it felt like he was on a tightrope. a tension seizing his body and making him await jaehyun’s next move. like a mouse caught by a cat and anticipating its mischievous plans—but unlike a helpless mouse that quivers in fear, taeyong was brimming with excitement.

something was about to happen, and for once he allowed his curiosity to win.

@☘︎┊nie taeyong ᵃ – ❛ ᴛᴡ: ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ, sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ x ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ.

jaehyun was a man of contrasts. by day, he was a cold, disciplined warrior - an alpha who carried the weight of responsibility with stern precision. but when night fell, he transformed. under the neon lights of moonstone valley, jaehyun became a different person. the rigid, composed man of the day was replaced by someone who indulged in every vice the night had to offer: alcohol, women, and the freedom to do whatever he pleased.

he was a party animal - a king of the nightlife. the music, the flashing lights, and the endless supply of liquor were his escape. the pressure of his daytime life faded as he dove deeper into the excesses of the club scene, enjoying the thrill that came with every drink and every woman he brought home for the night.

but even in the chaos, there were certain things jaehyun couldn’t ignore. his reputation for being a germaphobe was well-known, and he made sure his one-night stands were brief and impersonal. no woman stayed the night - especially if she was an omega. the mere thought of their scent, the messiness of their presence, made his skin crawl. it was a strange, almost obsessive habit he couldn’t shake.

it was around 1 a.m. when jaehyun found himself near the bar, drowning his sorrows in another shot of liquor. the alcohol burned as it slid down his throat, temporarily quieting the constant nagging of his wolf. his inner beast was restless, always watching, always questioning, always demanding control. but tonight, jaehyun allowed himself a brief reprieve from that tension, ignoring the disapproving growls of the wolf inside him. the chaos of the club allowed him to momentarily forget about the burden of being a warrior, a professor, an alpha.

he tossed back another shot, feeling the familiar burn, and glanced around. his friends had disappeared into the sea of dancing bodies, lost to the rhythm of the music. that was when he saw him - the man who would be the center of his attention for the rest of the night.

their eyes met across the bar, and jaehyun felt something shift in his chest. the stranger’s gaze was intense, his eyes the most striking shade of deep, vibrant colours. for a moment, everything around jaehyun seemed to blur. he leaned forward, trying to focus, but what hit him next was even more jarring.

the scent.

it wasn’t just the usual rosy, intoxicating aroma that filled the air in these places. this scent was different—sharp, alluring, and undeniably alpha. jaehyun’s wolf immediately took notice, his instincts flaring to life. this man wasn’t just attractive - he was gorgeous. jaehyun's senses went into overdrive, and before he knew it, he was standing up, abandoning his seat at the bar, suddenly sobering despite the alcohol in his system.

jaehyun adjusted his dark shirt, tugging at his perfectly fitted pants. he needed to look as good as he felt - expensive, refined, the picture of elegance. he wasn't just any man in this club; he was jaehyun, and he would take what he wanted.

he moved closer to the stranger, a smirk playing on his lips. the music was deafening, but jaehyun didn’t care. leaning on the bar, he lifted his hand toward the man, his finger gesturing toward him with a playful, almost predatory glint in his eyes.

' one on the beach for the beauty,' jaehyun called out loudly, making sure the bartender took the order, his gaze never leaving the stranger's eyes. jaehyun’s confidence surged. he reached out with one hand, awaiting a handshake.

' I’m Jaehyun, ' he said, his voice low, intentionally loud enough to be heard over the music but soft enough to draw the stranger in. ' and you are? '

he leaned closer, the words now almost a whisper against the man’s ear, his breath warm against his skin. he wanted to feel every part of the stranger, to see how close he could get before things snapped. jaehyun's wolf growled softly within him, his beast too aware of how alluring the situation was. he could almost taste the anticipation in the air, the charge between them.

this was going to be a night to remember, and jaehyun was determined to make it his.