When Braden Sorenson accompanies his Alpha to the airport, to welcome the Luna home from his trip he's not expecting to meet his mate: a famous K-pop idol.
Lee Jae Bin was expecting some excitement at the airport from their international fans, but n...
I reach in, grabbing out the plastic mailing bag and shove it up to my nose. The scent is only slightly stronger and still overpowered by the plastic itself and the people that touched it during travel. Pulling it away, I look at the package label.
There's stuff on the international mailing label I don't understand, but I squeal when I realize it's written in my mate's handwriting. I'm only partially hurt that the addressee is Luna Alec. The envelope hasn't been opened, so the Luna must already know what's inside.
Inside! My mate's scent will be on the inside! I rip off the sealed end of the bag and my eyes roll back into my head. Heaven!
The scent is incredibly stronger. I hunch over, shoving my face inside and breathing deeply. Rationally, this is a bad idea, but it's been so long! It's been slightly over eight, torturous months since I'm been able to smell my mate.
My head is swimming in pleasure. Like a soothing balm to a wound, my mate's intoxicating scent fills me, caressing away the ache in my chest. I haven't felt this good in so long. My whole body sparks to life, every cell lighting up. During one breath in, I feel something hard but flexible hit my nose.
I pull back just enough to look in, holding the open edges of the bag as close together as possible to not waste any of that tangy-sweet scent. The only contents of the bag seem to be a zipper lock bag, one of the larger sized ones. I can't tell exactly what's inside, but its full to bursting.
Reverently, I reach in and pull it out. Without hesitation, I bring the envelope bag back up to my nose and breathe in one more time. I tuck the zipper bag under my arm, shuddering with the thought that the bag will transfer my mate's scent onto me! I return the plastic envelope bag into the container, sealing the lid on tight. Hopefully, it will help keep the scent in longer.
Bless you, Luna!
With both hands, I grip the zipper bag, examining the contents through the clear sides. It's soft and squishy, but I can't tell what exactly is in it. I see two different colored fabrics, one black, and the other a light gray.
Slowly, I grasp each side of the zip top, and pull open a small opening. The straight-on, concentrated scent of my mate overwhelms me. If I thought the inside of the envelope was heaven, this is like a re-birth.
Before I know it, I've ripped the bag open, grabbing up the fabric and covering my face. I fall to my side on the bed, not caring about the loud moans ripping from my throat.
Mate! My mate! Mate!
I don't know if I'm just thinking the words or actually moaning them out, but I don't care. It's like the scent alone has sent me into the frenzy, my body writhing on top of the covers.
The smell starts to mix with my own and it goes straight through me. Like its zapped with electricity, I'm painfully hard. I end up with one of the fabrics in each of my hands as they spread around me.
The light gray is some sort of hoodie and it definitely came right off of Jae's body. There's a slight scent of his soap and aftershave, but his own scent surrounds it. The black is a thin tee shirt, it smells so incredible, I think it has some of his sweat in it!
Panting now, a moan is released with every exhale. My hips are thrusting involuntarily as pleasure shoots through me. I roll towards the mattress, shoving the tee shirt under my nose and throwing the sweatshirt over my head, creating a tent of Jae's body odor.
Desperately, my hips push into the mattress, out of my mind with need. God bless America, I need to cum. My moans turn to whines as the friction mounts. One of my hands move to my shorts, shoving past the waistband to take my junior in hand.
"Jae!" I grunt against his shirt, palming myself hard once, before stroking it. I'm already dripping, and I spread the fluid around the head, lubricating my hand to move faster.
"Aaahh!" I gasp. A few more pumps later and I'm emptying myself into the bedspread. My breathing calms down a little as I lay there, too spent to even move my hand. My makeshift tent is now getting infused with my own sweat due to the exertions of jacking-off.
It's so incredible, it sends me twitching again. Against my palm, I'm incredibly sensitive and the slightest movement has me hard again. I roll on to my back, making sure to drag Jae's clothing around my head again. Gripping myself firmly, I start off slower this time, pumping up and down while I imagine my mate here with me. My hips pump forcefully up into my hand and I use some of my release from the first orgasm to pick up the pace.
Each time I cum, I can't stop. My now sensitized body, starved from the physical attention of my mate, combined with Jae's staggering scent keeps sending me on a never-ending cycle. Each orgasm as powerful as the last.
I might die from this.
A/N: Thank you, BTS, for 'Idol' MV today!
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