Pure as Snow (or so we thought)

Unforgettable Sweetness

Yoongi had barely slept, too caught up in his worry for Taehyung. He wanted to be with him badly and he couldn't figure out why. It was like there was something pulling at him, in his chest. Pulling him toward Taehyung.

The cat awoke with a start, morning sunlight streaming through the windows because he forgot to close the curtains. He was breathing heavy, and he was pitching a tent in his boxers.

Taehyung. I need to get to Taehyung. He needs me.

Yoongi felt desperate and there was a tightness in his chest. His body was aching with the need to be with the white tiger. He had to get himself together or he was going to spiral. Taking a few deep breathes he laid back down in the bed.

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Taehyung

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Tae

His heart had stopped racing, and he was no longer hard. Once again sitting up in his bed, he reached for his phone. He had one message from Taehyung's mother, saying he was sleeping soundly. Then a more recent text from the tiger himself.

When Yoongi clicked on the message, his eyes went wide and he could feel all the blood once again rushing to his groin.

I'm awake, Alpha. And I need to see you. Do I look pretty?

Taehyung had sent a picture along with his message.

"Oh, fuck," Yoongi whispered into the quiet of his room. The hand that wasn't holding his phone was fisted in his sheets, and he was biting his lip. Taehyung was wearing a short black skirt that barely covered his thighs, which were spread and Yoongi could almost see his cock hanging between his legs. He was also wearing a white button up shirt, but he didn't button it. The shirt was open, revealing the tigers chest. His skin was flushed red and his nipples were taut. Yoongi wanted to lick the pretty buds. He was also wearing a black leather collar with a silver heart ring on the front. Pure white hair hung in his eyes in pretty waves and he was biting his lip. His long stripped tail was curled on the floor next him.

Yoongi was salivating at the picture. He had no idea his friend even had those kinds of clothes, never expected him to ever take a picture like this. He looks so fucking pretty, I want to devour him. Pull on that collar. I bet he makes the prettiest moans.

The cat had started stroking his cock, thinking of what he wanted to do to the tiger. He still held his phone in his hand, eyes focused on nothing but the picture on the screen.

Such a pretty Omega, and you're all mine. I bet you can't wait to take my knot in that pretty ass of yours.

Yoongi was stroking faster now, chasing his release.

Yes, Alpha. I'm ready for your knot, please fill me up.

He imagined Taehyung lifting up the skirt so it was bunched up around his waist. Fuck, fuck, I'm so close.

Yoongi was nearly breathless. He had dropped his phone and was running his free hand through his hair. With one more stroke, he came into his hand, letting out a loud moan. He felt exhausted all over again. He had never cum that hard before. Not like he had much experience in the area, just with his own hand.

With a groan he got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he came back he had to rifle around in his bed to find his phone. He heard a loud thunk and looked on the floor to see where his phone had landed. An hour had gone by since Taehyung had texted him. What was he doing now, after sending that picture. Yoongi typed out a reply.