• Fluffy 선생님 • || VMin

4. Teachers salivating and panting

Taehyung has never had a problem with his heat. Mainly because it's not such a traumatic time. It's just two days of being horny. He's able to handle it by just masturbating, taking cold baths and pampering himself by watching his favorite shows, movies, some candy or food that he usually doesn't buy because it's too expensive. You name it. This time is different. Shining with his own light among the many jealousies he has had in his twenty-nine years of life: he continues to have spontaneous falls.

He controls it with inhibitors and also by wearing thick clothes. Winter is just around the corner, so it's no big deal to see him wearing thick coats and close-fitting clothes. The cause of this occurrence is none other than Jimin, appearing from time to time as usual, existing. Taehyung can't blame him for anything other than simply existing nearby and bringing him out of his apparent normalcy.

Taehyung can't forget his scent. It's impossible how easily he detects it and how his body reacts instantly. Determined to get relief from it even once. The mental images have also multiplied. Fantasizing about his lips on his body is what fills him with chills, creating a kind of alternative world where the cat is with painted lips and that paint is left on his chest, abdomen, groin by the oral sex that the cat performs on him. The idea is becoming more and more graphic.

Taehyung is afraid of biting him and raping him in the middle of school because he desires him so much in his mind. Strangely, he still can't imagine him naked. Taehyung has no way.

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"Can I give you a ride?"

Jimin nods and thanks as he gets into the car. Taehyung clenches his hands on the steering wheel. He breaks out in a cold sweat and looks out of the corner of his eye at the cat putting on his seatbelt. He's wearing a huge sweater, black pants and dress shoes. It's going to snow soon and they're just hoping don't catch them in the worst attire. The bear takes a deep breath and takes off. Jimin keeps his hands in his lap, holding Taehyung's coat.

"You dress very well."

"Thank you."

"I've heard from the female students that that's attractive." Jimin comments teasingly. Taehyung shrugs. They come to a red light.

"Hormones."

His response elicits a laugh from Jimin, who doesn't comment any further the entire ride. He grabs his backpack and gets out of the car. He sticks his head through the glass and cocks his head to one side. Taehyung feels judged by those two-colored eyes with deeply dilated pupils. Allowing him to fly away in his mind. Maybe he gives himself away because he wants to be with me, he's like this because he fantasizes about me equally for considering me a good partner. A thousand and one things cut off, bringing Taehyung back to reality with a single question: "Why did he offer to bring me? You're usually not interested."

"Nothing... special. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow. Take care."

Taehyung starts and lets out an anxious squeal now that he's alone and no one is going to ask. It wasn't a whim, he actually has a very complex and genuine reason. Along the way, he always sees him waiting for the bus. That's the usual. However, it has also become a feasible variable that there is someone with him. The same person watches the Omega Ragdoll. He looks for where he is going and more. To make sure it is nothing more than a fluke, while protecting the Omega, Taehyung decided to personally take him home.

Taehyung doesn't know how much thought he put into it. Not even about how troublesome it is to have its scent so close. Jimin just doesn't comment on it. Taehyung's scent being direct and equal to those visits to his apartment: inviting and provoking him to come to him.