A PIECE OF CAKE

Activated

Tae was thankful that he didn't get to supervise Jungkook's class again. He couldn't sleep at night thinking about Jungkook. All debauched and impure thoughts flooded his mind.

Of course, he went back to Jungkook's Instagram and ogled at his body. But in the morning when he looked at his bored face in the mirror - he reminded himself how important his job was. And he would do nothing - nothing to jeopardize it ever.

The week had ended and so did the exams. Tae was happy. At least for a few days, he would get a mini break. He was in the classroom gathering his stuff when he heard the footsteps.

Turning back he saw the last person he wanted to see.

Jungkook stood and tried to remember the professor's name.

Shit!

He can't.

He just remembered he is the one who supervised him.

The young one.

"Um - sir?" Jungkook went safely and just went for the title than the name, "My friend forgot his wallet in the class - can I get it?"

Tae gulped seeing Jungkook wearing a tight black shirt. The buttons fighting for life.

Like an idiot, he felt his cheeks go red and he just nodded his head.

While Jungkook went looking for Yoongi's wallet - Tae tried to steal glances at Jungkook's perfectly beefed-up arms.

He didn't realize he was so engrossed in the younger that he missed a step and fell down.

Wow!

Great!

Falling in front of a 20-year-old. That too on the face.

Jungkook put the wallet in his bag and ran to Tae.

"Shit - you okay sir?" he crouched down by Tae's side.

Tae's lower lip was bleeding.

Jungkook's mouth opened and his cock twitched seeing the blood.

It didn't look like blood to him. It looked like cheery juice dripping from his lip.

Fuck!

He gulped and realized he was sweating a lot suddenly.

Gritting his teeth, he fell back too and somehow removed the tissue papers and passed them to Tae.

"Sir - wipe it," Jungkook tried to breathe and saw Tae pouting and wiping the blood on the tissues.

Breathing hard, he inhaled Tae.

He was right.

The professor smelt like something.

Was it perfume? No. It was something else.

The professor's blood was filling Jungkook's nostrils with a sweet smell.

Like vanilla cake.

Yes, vanilla cake. His favorite. The one his dad brought when he was a kid.

Licking his lip ring, Jungkook's eyes went to Tae's sweaty neck. Shit. It smelled the most. Like he had rubbed a vanilla cake on it.

"You okay?" Tae asked Jungkook - the tissue pressed on Tae's lip.

Jungkook was licking his lips and shook his head, "I - can you smell it? Fuck - it's so strong. So sweet. Cake."

Tae's eyeballs popped out.

He had a deja vu.

Five years back when he was solo traveling and met with an accident. His arms were bleeding and the driver - the kind driver suddenly turned into an animal and started sucking on Tae's skin.

He also said the same words.

'Sweet' and 'cake'.

That's when Tae realized he was a cake. He had researched a lot about it. He knew no sane man would suddenly attack him and start sucking and licking his skin. The advantage of being a literature student and a professor was that Tae found numerous books related to this condition.

On Reddit he found so many people asking the same questions about being attacked for smelling like a cake. And that's when he found how dangerous Forks were.

For five years he didn't meet any fork till now.

Putting the tissue in his pocket, Tae pushed Jungkook and asked him to get up.

More than Tae, Jungkook was having trouble standing up. He felt bad for the boy. The boy didn't know what he was. But Tae knew what they were. And what they should be doing.

They should be staying as far as possible from each other.

Tae helped Jungkook to stand up who was just staring at his professor's lip. The blood was still settled there. And the scent was so fulfilling.

"You should leave," Tae's voice broke seeing how hungrily Jungkook was staring at him.

He should throw the boy out before - before the worst happens.

"Sir - your lip is bleeding again," Jungkook took out another tissue.

Tae didn't take it. He just licked his lips and before he could ask Jungkook to get out - he felt those strong arms grabbing his waist and sucking on his lip. Sucking on the remaining blood.

"Noo - noo."

Tae's voice was muffled with Jungkook's tongue exploring Tae's mouth and sucking on his tongue like a piece of candy.

"Noo - stop," Tae tried to push that sturdy chest but Jungkook just grabbed Tae's ass and earned a moan from the professor.

Pressing him against the desk, Jungkook's tongue dived into the neck. And he felt like he was tasting the cream of the vanilla cake.

Like a hungry child, he went on sucking the soft skin, circling his tongue all over it. Forgetting where he was. What he was doing. To whom he was doing it.

"So delicious," Jungkook panted and grabbed Tae's chin who shook his head with tears in his eyes.

"No - stop it," Tae cried and felt Jungkook loosen the grip.

"Shit - I am sorry - I am so sorry," Jungkook moved back and finally came to his senses.

Tae tried to adjust himself and his clothes and saw Jungkook panting like an animal.

He was still crying. Not because Jungkook almost molested him.

But because they both were activated.

They had exchanged bodily fluids and their time had started.

It won't be long till Jungkook would turn completely feral and wild and would gobble up Tae.