Leopolitan [Jung Jaehyun NCT, 18+, Bodyguard AU, Hybrid AU]

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I need to apologise for getting you/she mixed up here and there, it's a bit weird because I'm writing from all Y/N, Jaehyun and third person POVs.

Jaehyun's heart was racing. He itched to touch the silky black fur, to confirm if it was real, but he couldn't risk you waking up.

Hell, he knew he was lying to himself. Why would you, his boss wear fake ears? And here of all places? And if they were fake why would you cover them up? He was just trying to convince himself that what he had just seen was a lie, but it was obvious that you were a hybrid.

And Jaehyun would recognize that black silly fur everywhere. His mind tried to convince him that it was a coincidence, you were probably some other black panther, not the one he had made love to both last night and a few times in his dreams, but Jaehyun wasn't an idiot.

From your insistence to help that fox hybrid he should have noticed your hybrid nature, and your worn out body and your underexposed clothes should have given him the clues to your presence at the same venue as him last night. He couldn't hide a small feeling of pride at being the reason for your legs going all jello, but he was too stumped to be thinking about that right now.

You, out of all the people in the world, his boss had to be the dark and beautiful creature of his dreams.

He hastily replaced the band on your head as questions began piling up on his mind. You obviously knew it was him, he was the only one who wore a blindfold.

And you had tried so hard to hide your identity. What would you do, if you found out he knew?

He knew it was unethical to keep it a secret, but he was selfish, he wanted to feel you against him again and he had the slightest hope that you might return to the club. But it definitely wouldn't happen if you found out he knew your identity. Hell, you might even fire him. No might. You probably would fire him.

He was surprised he still had his job considering how you'd discovered his part-time position as a stripper... He shook his head to remove the thoughts of you wrapped around him, his tongue roaming the cavities of your month. He cringed upward at the feeling of a tent forming against his black pants, as the elevator doors opened and he carried you to your door.

He had been given an extra key to your room for security reasons, and as he fishes for it in the pocket of his blazer his gaze strayed to your sleeping face, your lips slightly parted. He fought the urge to wipe off the lipstick smudged in a corner, your medication was wearing off and he was being gradually overwhelmed with the penetrating scent of your heat.

He rushed to open your door and lay you down on the bed before that scent would become intermingled with that of his own arousal, closing the door on his way out before taking a deep breath as he practically collapsed outside. It was going to be a long night.

(Please tell me this is still the first time I used that sentence)
(Someone count the number of times I said overwhelming)

Kun was flipping pancakes at ten in the evening when he felt his phone ring. He grunted through the phone at Jung Jaehyun, who had called in the middle of such an important task to make some special request regarding a client.

It was a bit curious though.

Jaehyun was saying he needed to be the stripper for the woman he'd hosted last night, not even wanted but needed, but last night the tall man who had accompanied her had already called him back requesting that Jaehyun be available for her whenever she requested an appointment.

Kun was visibly frustrated with all these complicated felines. If they liked each other why didn't they just suck their faces of in private? Either way he was getting paid as a manager and it wasn't like there were many job opportunities for hybrids these days. Not to mention he didn't mind working for his boss at all, he had to start focusing on his pancakes. (He definitely didn't have a crush on his boss okay?)

You had woken up in bed at two thirty at night by nothing more than your extreme raging hormones. You were so so so pissed at the world right now, and your body was so so so aroused...
It was obvious you needed some form of release or there wouldn't be any sleep tonight.

At your heightened state you even considered surrendering at Jaehyun's door but luckily your honor hadn't completely left you. Instead, you fumbled through your contacts to find the number Johnny had texted you last night.

"Hey, is this the Neo Zone entertainment service? I'd like to request a call boy."

Im sorry for the CRINGE GUYS OKAY? Also make guesses for the owner of Neo Zone/ Kun's Boss in the comments. Ily guys, please vote if you liked the episode so I know you're reading it and having fun.