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Changbin felt relief as the bathroom door closed behind her, the noisy club music getting muffled in a way only club bathrooms knew how to. She wanted to know what sorcery they put on those doors to block out the sound. It was always god sent. Her sensitive ears never enjoyed being in the middle of the action for too long.
She rushed to find an empty stall and sighed in relief when she saw green on the lock. Pushing the door, then quickly shutting it off and locking it, she struggled with her tights and panties as the sweat on her skin from dancing so long with Hyunjin made the material stick. Thankfully this time her tail didn’t wrap itself with the rest of her clothes. Once the clothes out of the way and her skit ridden up in her hand she sat down on the probably very dirty toilet and sighed in relief as her bladder emptied itself.
The room was spinning, the alcohol in her system suddenly catching up to her. She put a hand on the wall to steady herself even if she was sure only the room was moving and not her. Shaking her head to move her bunny ear out of the way proved itself to be a terrible idea as the world began spinning even more. She was done peeing but she stayed sited, finally not feeling her shoes torturing her heel and toes. She pulled on the toilet paper dispenser and gathered what she thought was enough to pat herself dry before fighting again with her underwear, wishing for it not to roll over itself.
Of course it did, she huffed and with her drunken uncooperative hands smoothed her panties perfectly. The next part was more of a challenge, getting her tights up her ass and tail without ripping them. Her face was scrunched in a serious pout and furrowed eyebrows as she carefully tugged them back up. She smiled to herself once the task was done, however when she looked down, she saw a tiny rip that would most likely get wider and wider as she walked. She blamed the press on nails she had decided to use, they must have been the reason for that downfall.
With a pout she turned around and flushed the toilet, flattened her skirt before stepping out of the stall. With all those tasks in mind, she hadn't heard or smelled that someone else was in the bathroom as well, but as she made her way to the sink to wash her hands, she felt suddenly any intelligent thought leave her brain.
As her hands ran under the water, her eyes wouldn't budge from the beautiful woman standing right next to her. She was a bunny hybrid like Changbin. She had long brown hair, curtain bangs that effortlessly fell into the rest of her hair and hid under her long white ears. She was reapplying lip gloss and Changbin’s legs started to shake. Little bunny teeth peeked from under her lips because of her half open mouth. She was wearing a purple silk shirt and a black pencil skirt that enhanced the curves of her hips and thighs. Her black stilettos made her look like a woman, a grown woman and made Changbin feel like a little girl, a kit, with the way she was dressed. Her skater skirt and corset top with the platform heels made for a completely different aesthetic.
Changbin almost jumped when their eyes met in the reflection of the mirror once the woman was done applying her lip gloss. She winked at Changbin, making the girl's heart stutter in her chest. She rushed to close the tap and dry her hands before running out as the woman calmly put away her lip gloss in the pouch and said pouch in her purse. Changbin was out of the bathroom in a second and grabbed Hyunjin’s arm immediately to pull him away from the wall where he had been waiting for her.
The younger asked why he was being manhandled that way, if something had happened in the bathroom but Changbin had no answer. Nothing had happened except Changbin being a disaster of a lesbian and a milf just winked at her.
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Changbin folded her legs in front of her on the uncomfortable plastic chair in the lavomatic, the repetitive noise of the washing machine was almost hypnotic. She was so tired and out of it that she hadn't noticed she hadn't blinked in more than a minute and a half, absorbed with the way her favourite top was going round and round in front of her.
She should probably adjust her bra strap that had slid down her shoulder with the terrible posture she had right now. A loose curl also had freed itself at the back of her head from the bun she had quickly tied, tickling her nape. Her long pink ear was obscuring partially her left eye. Sleep deprivation was one hell of a drug because nothing seemed to make her move, even the sound of her phone buzzing on the plastic chair beside her.
Being here was the only down time she had had since that one night at the club with Hyunjin but that was three weeks ago. Since then she had been working tirelessly, her student job demanding more of her than they should, her professors all remembering at the end of semester that they needed to grade them over something and assigning so much work.
The new opportunity to produce music for a well known company arising at her busiest time was not how she had seen her future go but that was her dream. Chris had been almost vibrating out of his skin as he told her and Jisung about the phone call he had gotten. The company didn't only want one of them to make the album for their group but their trio, all three of them, the way they worked best.
Changbin didn’t want to mess that up but she also had responsibilities outside of producing music because opportunities like that hadn’t come up before, they all had jobs and an escape plan if music didn’t work out. How she desperately wanted for music to work for them, that was what she had always dreamed about, and yes she was good at math so her major in university was going smoothly but that didn’t mean the workload wasn’t stepping over time she could use to make music.
Vanilla and patchouli snatched Changbin out of her daydreaming, she blinked rapidly to give back the moisture her eyes needed, then focused on the person who had just walked in. It was the woman from the club some weeks before, she was wearing sweatpants and a sport bra this time, the same loose bun at the top of her head as Changbin. The girl felt herself blush as the woman bent down to load her machine and her ass was right in front of Changbin.
This time, less drunk and so focused on details, she could smell that the woman was an alpha and that knowledge made Changbin’s legs press together. It had been so long since the bunny had gotten laid or even gotten herself off. She had been so busy, falling asleep the moment her head hit her pillow. She snapped herself out of it, she couldn’t immediately get wet the moment a hot, beautiful, stunning alpha woman entered the room. She grabbed her phone and answered her group chat, then spent the rest of her time listening to demos Chan had sent her as she waited for her clothes to dry, trying her best to ignore the woman sitting on the other side of the room.
She emanated authority and grace, her posture was flawless, even in leisure wear she looked stunning. In the day light Changbin could see her features better this time, and drunk Changbin had been right. This woman was stunning and she wanted her inside her. She snapped out of it and gathered her clothes before rushing back home. She really needed to calm the fuck down.
As a bunny, her sex drive was high, she knew that, her friends knew that, everyone who knew a bunny hybrid knew that. Once home she couldn’t be bothered to put away her clean clothes immediately, she just left her bag by her closet and sat at her desk to work on the lyrics Chan had asked of them. Jisung had already sent so many notes app screenshots, Changbin had no idea how the kid managed to come up with genius lyrics that fast.
She tried her best to focus and give the older omega the best work she could come up with in such a short time but even with a lot of caffeine in her, she wouldn’t be able to do better than what she gave him. 3Racha was very secretive about their identity, non music professionals only knew what kind of hybrid they were because they used the wolf, bunny and squirrel emoji to differentiate themselves when posting on their social media for the few people that knew about them.
They kept everything else private, nobody needed to know that CB97 was an omega, nobody needed to know that Spearb was a woman, nobody needed to know that J.one was a trans man. They liked that there was a part of them that was kept private. With one last look around her lyrics, she shut her computer off and changed into her sleeping clothes, she was bone tired. Her morning shift had drained all her will to live and an asshole sheep alpha thought he had the authority to make demands, be disrespectful then ask for a discount on his coffee. If Changbin had it her way, the coffee would have ended up all over the man’s shirt. But alas, all she could say was that only customers signed up to the reward program got discounts. That gained her more insults, she almost thumped her foot down in annoyance but Jeongin took over before the situation could escalate.
She scrolled on her phone for a while, feeling her body heavy but her mind suddenly awake despite not having gotten more than 4 hours of sleep in the last two days. She had class the next day, she needed the rest but her mind stayed restless. Then a scent filled her nose but in a way that felt only like a memory, vanilla and patchouli. Her skin erupted in goosebumps as she remembered the purple silk shirt and the black pencil skirt, she felt herself get wet as a sports bra, sweatpants and white ears flashed behind her eyes.
There was a moment of debate that quickly got won over by her horny brain. The last time she masturbated was when she came home from the bar, alcohol made her wet and horny. She couldn’t believe three weeks had already passed without her sticking her hand down her pants and abusing her clit. Rolling over to her back, she opened her bookmarks on Twitter, she knew she didn’t need porn to get herself going but it was always nice to have something to look at. She scrolled and found a video of a cat girl getting her skirt flipped over and fucked by another cat hybrid in a car. Her pussy throbbed, slick collecting in her underwear already, so Changbin moved her phone to one hand and slipped the other inside her pants, spreading her lips with her thumb and ring finger to have access to her clit.
Next video she stopped at was dog hybrid laying on his stomach, letting a fucking machine wreck him, he was so out of it he was barking, Changbin liked that video because she wanted to be so overwhelmed with pleasure that she let her instincts take over just like him. Pressing two gentle fingers against the sensitive nub and rubbing in a slow, unhurried pace, she clicked on the account that had posted the dog hybrid to see what else they had. Most videos weren’t interesting to her, until something caught her eyes.
Long white ears on top, long brown ears on the bottom, the white eared bunny was kissing down the brown eared bunny’s chest, spending extra time sucking and lightly biting her nipples to bring out the prettiest noises. Changbin had been so focused on the chest torture that she hadn’t seen the fingers drilling into the brown eared bunny’s cunt. Her hand started to rub herself faster, warmth creeping up on her chest and face.
In the video, the white eared bunny suddenly pulled her fingers out of the bottom but didn’t leave her any time to whine about the lack of stimulation because one of her legs was being thrown over the top’s shoulder then pressed their cunts together. The brown eared bunny squeaked and shook at the new sensation, Changbin couldn’t take her eyes away from the way the bottom’s breasts were bouncing with each thrusts. The scissoring lasted long enough for Changbin to feel close to her orgasm but what sent her over the edge was what she saw peeking over the bottom’s pubic area. The top had a knot all this time and she hadn't noticed.
Changbin’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she gasped, her orgasm making all her muscles tighten and waves of pleasure crash over her. The top was an alpha woman. Her first orgasm was always less intense and faster than the rest of her climaxes so she quickly focused back on the video. The alpha’s knot was now completely erect, she had flipped the bottom over, Changbin could see slick dripping from the brown eared bunny. Changbin’s fingers were rubbing her clit so fast, making sparks of pleasure almost sting her.
The alpha finally entered the brown eared omega with her knot and started thrusting into her with no regard whatsoever to whether she was adjusted or not. The pace was harsh and precise, the bottom was moaning and squirming, Changbin wanted that, she wanted a white eared bunny to wreck her and make a mess out of her with her knot. The alpha reached over and grabbed the other by the ears, pulling harshly making her freeze and spasm, clearly having an orgasm. Changbin couldn’t help it, she let her phone fall from her hand and focused on her fingers abusing her sensitive clit.
There was slick all over her hand, most likely sticking to her pants as well but she couldn’t find it in herself to care. Not when the image of bunny teeth, purple silk blouse, white bunny ears and sports bra flashed in her mind. Not when she wanted to suffocate on vanilla and patchouli. Changbin would be so good for her, she’d take her knot so well, she would ride her like a pro and if the woman wanted to choke her then it would only be a plus for Changbin. Her orgasm came crashing down on her violently, three of her fingers slipped inside her hole to stimulate her g spot as her palm pressed against her clit, she gasped louder. It didn’t feel like enough, her other hands flew down to add pressure on her busy hand until she finally calmed down and melted into the mattress.
She was a panting mess, sweating so much, her pussy still pulsating at the strength of her orgasm. It had been a while since the last time only two orgasms were enough for her to feel satiated but right now, she took her hand out of her pants, rolled over and with one last thought that maybe she shouldn’t have fantasised about an alpha she didn’t know, she fell asleep.
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“Maybe you should try apps.” Jeongin said as she poured milk into the clear cup, her ginger fox ears twitched as Changbin slammed the register shut and gave back the change to the customer in front of her.
“What app?” She asked before turning around, her floppy ear flying back and hitting her shoulder softly.
“Soobin used this app called Hop On It before he met Beomgyu cause he’s a horny fucker like you, now he takes Beomgyu away from our games all the time. You could try it.” She continued and walked the drink to the table to serve it. Changbin didn’t have time to think too long about what Jeongin had told him because the next customer was already at the counter asking questions.
She felt the buzzing under her skin, the craving for hands on her and in her. Her heat was nowhere near to be coming but she was pent up nonetheless. What a stupid name for an app, she thought as she handed the receipt to the customer. This job would be the end of her, she used her most comfortable shoes but walking around and standing for hours on end were foot killers. As she closed the coffee shop, Jeongin sighing tiredly behind her, she looked forward to being in her bed and sleeping the whole day away.
She walked the younger back to her dorm, it was way too late for Changbin to feel comfortable letting Jeongin walk home alone, despite her being a prey hybrid, she felt protective of her. The fox hybrid would always argue that she needn’t do that but it calmed her instincts so jeongin let her be and chatted her ears off, complaining about her classes and her teachers and the amount of assignments she had to do.
Changbin gasped as the younger’s words reminded her of an impending assignment she still hadn’t done that was more than likely due for that same night. She watched Jeongin unlock her door and ran home to check if she had really fucked up or she had dreamed the assignment date. As she opened her laptop, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her hands shaking. She really hated university and everything that revolved around it but as long as she didn’t have a stable full time job in the music industry, she wouldn’t drop out, and since the music industry was very unlikely to hire a female omega prey hybrid as anything other than a pretty face, she kept going.
A loud groan left her lips as she saw she only had a few hours to send it in, and saw a post-it she had left herself on her screen so she wouldn't forget. The deadline for her to send Chan her demos was tomorrow and she still wanted to work on a few songs tonight. All that stress and anxiety over not doing all she needed to do in time was getting to her. She straightened her back, eyes unfocused and just sat on her bed, drained of any will to do a thing. Her foot thumped without her meaning to, frustration made a weird feeling bubble in her stomach that was very akin to sexual frustration. She stayed on her bed for a little while longer, just taking a moment to disconnect from all the chaos happening around her.
The next time her foot thumped against her wooden floor, it snapped her out of her daze and walked to her fridge on sore feet. Taking out a few energy drinks with her, she turned back towards her bedroom, taking her shoes off, then her jacket, leaving them in the way for future Changbin to worry about. She placed her energy drink beside her computer and changed into more comfortable clothes before sitting in front of the bright screen, eyes watering a little bit as she suppressed a yawn.
Starting with the more pressing matter, she started her assignment, feeling like crying every time something wouldn’t make sense. It felt like actual torture, she would have rather been anywhere but in this situation. After she sent the assignment with one minute to spare, she didn’t even feel like working on her music anymore, that was the only thing that didn’t feel like work and yet right now it was a chore that was dragging her down. She played with the empty can beside her and played her demo over and over again, getting more frustrated each time because something didn’t feel right but she couldn’t figure out what.
Any of her usual methods she used during her creative process worked, she was about to give up and send Chan a demo she didn’t like when she decided not to make any impulsive decision during a clear emotional breakdown. Her gaze flickered towards the time, 3 in the morning. She decided that she would sleep until 6 in the morning and maybe with a little bit of rest it would open a new door inside her freaked out mind or something.
Throwing herself on her bed, she hated that she ended up in that situation, she wasn’t one to push deadlines to the last minute but everything had been going so fast, she didn’t even know what day today was. She closed her eyes, holding her phone to be sure to hear her alarm and feel it vibrate in her hand. It felt like she had barely blinked when a shrill sound startled her. She sat up and found that it was her phone signalling that three hours had passed already. It seemed that she had fallen asleep on her ear because she couldn’t feel it, blood had stopped circulating there for too long, she was already cringing at the sting that was to come.
Her eyes felt puffy and weighed a ton. Her mouth was dry and most likely smelled like death as she hadn’t brushed her teeth before sleeping. Her phone rang again, she had just spent ten minutes staring at her pillowcase and feeling blood slowly trickling back into her ear. With one jump, Changbin made her way to the bathroom, taking a shower to wake herself up and brushing her teeth. She made herself coffee then went back to her desk, rolling her shoulders and neck to prepare her body for what was to come.
Headphones placed carefully over her damp ears, she played her demo again and almost screamed when nothing had changed. She buried her face in her hands and sighed, almost no fight left in her. Maybe she wasn’t made for this, maybe she should’ve just focused on her studies and stop with that foolish dream of hers. Maybe she would’ve found a girlfriend by now. She was so busy, she met a lot of people but knew almost no one, never having enough time to focus on her friends.
The conversation from the day before with Jeongin slipped back up in her mind. Giving up on 3racha and getting laid sounded like a wonderful plan on this fine morning. She took her phone that was screaming to be charged, plugged it then went to the play store to look for the app with that terrible name. ‘Hop On It’ stared back at her, a carrot instead of an I and white bunny ears on the O. She rolled her eyes before setting up her account. What was the worst that could happen? She didn’t know any other bunnies personally so nobody would recognise her, the worst that could happen was either not matching with anyone, or just getting a terrible lay.
As the birds started chirping outside her window, she swiped and swiped. Most of the bunnies were omegas, she would do an omega but right now she needed her head to be empty, fucked to tears and whimpers. She was rather strong so other omegas expected her to take the lead, she didn’t want that. She wanted to be taken care of because she was so done with taking care of herself. She swiped right on a few betas that looked nice enough and dominant. One alpha man she wasn’t even sure was real, he looked more like a shark hybrid than a bunny but that wasn’t for her to debate.
Her heart stuttered as the next profile appeared on her screen. Beautiful brown hair, curtain bangs that effortlessly fell into the rest of her hair and hid under her long white ears, a sports bra and familiar sweatpants, a mirror selfie in a dance studio. The next picture, she was in a white shirt with a carrot on the pocket, light wash jeans that hugged her thighs in just the right way, she was holding a plushie in between her fingers way harder than it was considered normal, a slight smirk on her face that made Changbin’s inside warm. Then there was a selfie with a silly filter and Changbin immediately knew she was done for.
She scrolled back up and looked at her description. Minho. 30 Years old. Alpha. She felt her skin erupt in goosebumps as she was suddenly reminded of that intoxicating scent of vanilla and patchouli. She wanted to drown in it. She quickly swiped right, then locked her phone, feeling like she had just done something she wasn’t supposed to.
That was the woman of the club, the woman of the lavomatic, the woman Changbin had gotten off to because she was just so fucking beautiful. Shame creeped up in her stomach and tried to distract herself by working a little bit more before deciding to give up on her dream. For some reason, whatever had been locked in her brain was suddenly unlocked, she found exactly had had felt wrong with the song and fixed it. She even went as far as to write lyrics for the whole thing when they had only asked for a few verses if she had time.
Inspiration and creativity was rolling off her and it smelled like vanilla and patchouli.
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Changbin tugged at the sleeves of her pink sweater as she nervously watched the execs go over the files in front of them. Apparently they had so many interviews that they had a hard time remembering who they were. She could feel that Jisung was almost having a panic attack beside her without even having to smell him.
They all wore scent blockers, their identity had always been a secret and for their first ever job opportunity, they wouldn’t reveal anything. The staff of this company knowing that SpearB was a woman was already a lot in their opinion but them knowing their subgenders would be too much.
“Yes, there it is.” The man sitting right in front of Chan said as he placed papers right in front of them. She looked down and saw the words ‘exclusive contract’ at the very top, her heart stopped for a moment. She had thought they would tell them they had so many other people lined up and they would have to make a decision for sure even after giving them an opportunity but this was real.
This was for real and Changbin tightened her fists around her sleeves. Jisung looked over at her, eyes huge as if he was thinking the same thing she had. She was giddy and also relieved her dream was coming true. It had felt so far away just a few weeks ago and now there they were.
“We’ll give you time to look over the contract, if you need anything changed up just let us know. You can talk amongst yourselves in this room.” One of the secretaries told them with a polite smile, gesturing towards a door to the left. All three took their contract and walked through the door where they found another conference room. They sat down in silence until the door shut behind them.
“Holy shit.” Jisung breathed out as Changbin let out a tiny squeak, leg thumping.
“Let’s read the contract and make sure nothing is weird.” Chan said, excitement clear in his voice. Jisung’s leg was shaking beside her, making it very hard for her to focus. “So the contract is one year long, trial period type. If it works out well we can resign for another longer contract, or we change companies but at least we’ll have experience in the field.” He added a few moments later, after flipping through the pages.
“That’s a lot of money every month for a year.” Jisung whispered. Changbin frowned as she kept looking at the last few pages.
“This says they’re not responsible for our public image. We need to change that.” She mumbled anxiously, that had been a very big point for all of them. They liked their privacy and also really feared that the public would turn on them if they learned about it all.
“Don’t worry, I’ll handle that.” Chan said, and handle it, he did. They went back to talk to the executives in the other room, the older omega laid down their terms. He made them understand in no uncertain terms that the public was to never find out who they were. They worked as a producing team not as performers. If Jisung or Chan ended up in behind the scenes video their faces needed to be blurred and if Changbin was in any footage, it needed to be deleted. They would reserve the rights to their songs and keep most of their royalties if a leak was to happen under their supervision and if they were to break the contract or not renew it, they had the obligation to keep their anonymity.
Seeing Chan being so serious, formal and business-like made Changbin impressed and proud to have him in her team. He had their best interests at heart and would fight for them, always. By the time they stepped out of that suffocating room, they had signed contracts and big smiles on their faces because this was the beginning of something really big.
They all went back home to sort their lives out, their first day was only the next monday so they had all the time to prepare. Changbin sat on her couch, a small smile playing on her lips, she played with the tip of her ear absentmindedly as it really settled in her that she had a lot of things to change in her life before it all started.
She texted her boss at the cafe and informed her that she was quitting, she had already told her that it would happen and most likely suddenly so she only told her congratulations on getting her dream job and accepted her leaving without asking for her to show up for her shift at the end of the week. Jeongin had been asking for more hours anyways.
As she was about to email her university to ask to drop out of some of her classes to make her next semester lighter so she could concentrate on her job, a notification popped in front of her. She had a new match and a new message on Hop on it. Out of curiosity she opened the notification and her heart almost jumped out of her chest as she saw the profile.
Minho: I feel like I've seen you before.
Minho, beautiful, alpha bunny, ethereal, patchouli and vanilla smelling Minho had matched with her. Not only that but she had messaged her. She remembered her as well. Changbin stood up and started walking around her living room. It had been an eventful day, she didn’t know how to react about all of this anymore.
Changbin: Maybe in your bed.
Changbin: cause I'm the woman of your dreams.
She couldn’t believe she hit send. Both times. She panicked, did that on impulse. What else was she supposed to say? Oh yeah we crossed path in a club’s bathroom some weeks ago then at the lavomatic and I remember that because I’m really fucking weirdly obsessed with your scent and jacked off to it multiple times, also you gave me inspiration to write music cause I daydreamed about having a future with you.
Weird. That was weird. Changbin was so fucking weird and Minho was never going to talk to her ever again. Neither option would have been good. The truth made her look like a stalker and her actual message was so fucking cringe. She panicked, she tried to be smooth and ended up being goofy instead. Stuffing the tip of her ear in her mouth as she walked around her living room, she tried to soothe herself by remembering that Chan had always told her that her being goofy was her charm. Maybe Minho would be charmed.
There was no way this goddess of a bunny would be charmed by Changbin’s stupid ass pick up line either. She blew it, she just knew it. Minho was way out of her league anyway. Swiping right hadn’t been real, because she would have never matched her. Maybe Minho matched with her just because she looked familiar and not because she actually was interested. No matter what the reason was, she would know soon enough because her phone went off again with a notification from the app. Changbin’s heart hammered in her chest as she clicked on it.
Minho: Cute ;)
The scream the omega let out was quite frankly embarrassing and she thanked the moon goddess that put her on this earth that she had been alone when that sound escaped her mouth.
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Meeting at a bar was maybe not the smartest idea Changbin ever had but she needed something close to her flat, she would need a little bit of liquid courage to actually hook up with a stranger that wasn’t actually a stranger. This was the bar attached to the same club she had seen the woman for the first time. The woman had been so stunning that night that even in her almost drunk state she still could remember her clear as day.
With that pencil skirt and that purple silk shirt. Changbin started shaking as she entered the bar and made her way to the far right of the counter. This was where they had agreed to meet up, she was early and she knew it, the place was still fairly empty but fortunately she knew the bartender.
“Weird place for a first date.” Yeonjun grinned as she slid a caipirinha in front of Changbin. The bunny smiled at her friend and brushed her hair away from her face.
“You’re one to talk, aren’t you the one who asked Taehyun to hang out with you while you went grocery shopping then called it your first date?” She teased the fox hybrid then sipped on her drink. Yeonjun’s jaw dropped in offense and clutched her black work shirt.
“You can’t throw that back in my face, I was young and dumb.” She exclaimed, slapping her towel on the bar, making a loud slapping sound resonate around them. Changbin snorted and sipped on her drink, enjoying the pleasant buzz of the alcohol. Getting Yeonjun to make her drink had been one of her smartest idea, her friend was always heavy handed when making her drinks.
“Yeah.” Changbin hummed around her straw. “Two months ago.” She burst into a fit of giggles as she saw the fox hybrid’s scandalised face, then squealed when a handful of peanuts got thrown at her.
Yeonjun promptly turned around and walked up to another customer. It was a quiet night at the bar, it might be because it was a weekday, usually it was packed on Friday and Saturday nights. She looked around and saw a couple of friends at a table, chatting and laughing amongst themselves. A little farther was a bear hybrid man, alone, sipping on what looked like a beer. Changbin averted her eyes before they met the man’s and he would get any type of ideas. Changbin still couldn’t believe she managed to convince Minho to go on a date with her.
Anxiety started bubbling again in the pit of her stomach at the idea that soon the older woman would be here, to talk and get to know her. She decided to study every movement Yeonjun made behind the counter to distract herself and not spiral into leaving, running away because what if Minho didn’t like her scent and personality the way she did hers.
“Is this seat taken?” A sudden voice behind her ripped her away from her deepening thoughts. She turned, ready to shoo the stranger away because she was waiting for someone but it had been that someone speaking.
“It’s been waiting for you.” Changbin said with a small smile and gestured to that same seat. Minho gracefully sat beside her, making a cloud of her intoxicating scent invade Changbin’s nostrils, a dizzying feeling rushing through her. As she tried to get herself together, Yeonjun took Minho’s order and came back shortly with a fruity beer.
“Have you been waiting long?” Minho asked, her voice softer and kinder than Changbin would have imagined it to be, but she really liked it. The younger bunny shook her head with a shy smile still stretching her lips slightly.
“No, don’t worry.” She said and sipped on her drink again. Changbin was usually good at having conversation with strangers but something about Minho made her feel shy, small, fuzzy, it made any thought vanish from her head completely. She felt like a complete loser, destroying any chance with this goddess of a woman.
“Are you feeling okay?” She ended up asking, turning her body to be facing the younger.
“Oh-oh yes, I’m good.” She managed to stutter out. Minho then cocked her head and grinned, leaning forward just slightly to reach her hand under Changbin’s seat.
“Yeah you are.” She said then pulled on the chair to make Changbin come closer to her. The younger was quite sure she made a tiny surprise noise at the display of strength and at the fact that she had been called good. Vanilla and patchouli was all around her, she wouldn’t mind drowning in it. Her hand tightened around her wet glass.
There was no denying that she was getting turned on but it really wasn’t the moment or place. Wanting to be devoured by the alpha in front of her on their first date wasn’t how she had imagined this date to go about but then again she had signed up to a bunny dating app, everyone there knew what they were really after.
Changbin stuttered something, trying to make small talk but with the way Minho was looking at her, it was hard to think. Minho leaned away to take a sip of her beer, giving the omega a perfect view of her neck, necklaces stacked on her collarbones. She took a moment to take in how the older looked.
Her hair was up in a ponytail this time, her bangs still beautifully cascading on her face. She was wearing a dark red silk shirt that looked similar to the purple one she had worn the first time Changbin had seen her in this exact bar a few weeks ago. The heels she wore looked higher than any shoes Changbin had ever owned, the thought of Minho towering over her made her insides quiver once again.
“So, how was your day?” Changbin decided to ask, gathering all the self control she could gather. She genuinely wanted to get to know the older better but this woman was so attractive and smelled so good it was almost impossible for Changbin to think about anything but her knot in her.
“It was good. Work was hard but it always is. Found that my cats decided to gang up against me before I left to meet you, they hid my keys under the couch. I’m usually early to everything. I’m just glad I didn’t make you wait too long.” Her voice was so soothing, it sent shivers down Changbin’s spine. What endeared the omega even more was the soft and fond smile that painted itself on her lips as she spoke about her cats.
“It’s fine, I’m always early too. I don’t mind a bit of waiting.” She reassured. “How many cats do you have?” That seemed to be the right thing to ask because she soon knew all about Soonie, Doongie and Dori, their personalities and faces.
If Changbin believed in falling in love at first sight she would’ve said that it just happened because she had never been fonder of a human being than she was now as Minho rambled about that one time Dori had decided to take a nap inside her workbag and almost took him to work with her. Conversation flowed easily from there on, seeing a more human side of the alpha was enough to make her greedy horny brain calm down.
Once their drinks were empty, Minho suggested getting ice cream at the parlour a little down the road. Changbin would never say no to food, especially after a caipirinha that lowered her walls. As they stepped out of the bar, Changbin found that she had been right about Minho towering over her with those heels and she was in no way shape or form complaining.
This was making her feel small and she was living for it. They entered the parlour and were met with an almost empty shop, she liked it like that, it felt more intimate. Minho paid for her ice cream, one single warning look made any fight in Changbin die out before it even reached her throat. The alpha’s authority was enough to make Changbin’s horny brain snap back alive but the ice cream distracted her soon enough.
“I have an older sister, she’s also an omega and my dad is a beta so I haven’t really been around alphas much. My closest friends are betas and omegas as well.” She answered Minho’s question after the older had admitted both her parents being alphas and being surrounded by other alphas all her life.
“Seems like we’ve been brought up in opposite ways.” Minho smiled, took a bite of her ice cream then messed with her bangs. Changbin only shrugged, feeling the urge to mess with her hair as well but remembering she had slicked her hair back to be sure not to have it in the way.
“I wouldn’t call it opposite, I want to say it’s complementary.” She smiled at the older kindly. Minho, in return, only stared intently, something was clearly brewing behind that look but Changbin didn’t care to find out on her own. She liked to let Minho come to her on her own terms.
In the short few hours they had shared together, she had learned that Minho was very kindhearted but also just as reserved and unwilling to give out too much kindness to anyone. This was the exact reason Changbin felt honoured when Minho would display some protective behaviours towards her despite them only knowing each other for such a short period.
There was also an air of mystery still hanging around the older, even after getting to know her a little, the intense aura that had surrounded her each time she had walked past her was still just as heavy now that they spoke and joked around.
“That’s a nice way to see life.” was all she answered.
The moon was high up in the sky by the time they left the ice cream parlour. Minho insisted on walking Changbin back to her place seeing as it was already late and the omega felt herself floating in content. The urge to take Minho’s hand in hers was very strong but she was too scared to make the first move. Destiny had, however, other plans for her because, by being so focused on whether or not she would hold the alpha’s hand, she tripped on the sidewalk.
Before Changbin could even yelp, scared that she would fall and embarrass herself in front of the older, arms wrapped themselves around her waist, pulling her up and steady. Changbin felt like she had been transported into a kdrama, cars driving fast around them in slow motion, Minho’s scent engulfing her sense in a dizzying way that sent her back to the bar when she had called her good.
“See I was right to insist on walking you home.” Minho whispered with a gentle smile. Their chests were flush against each other, the older’s arms were tight around her body. She never wanted to pull away, keeping Minho’s protection and touch on her forever. “Let’s get you home, clumsy.” She said then began walking, keeping an arm around her waist.
Once they made it to Changbin’s building, the omega didn’t want this night to end and decided to let her mouth decide for her. “Want to come up?” She asked, voice quiet, not needing to speak any louder because they still hadn’t pulled away.
The smirk reappeared on Minho’s face, she reached up to hold Changbin’s cheek, leaning in just slightly, not enough to actually close the gap but close enough to make the younger’s breath stop. “I’d love to.” Was all the warning Changbin got before the alpha ripped herself away from the younger’s body.
They made their way up in a comfortable silence that only served Changbin to feel the deep, burning want light a fire in her body. Once she opened her door and let Minho into her space, something felt deeply settled in herself, having the alpha in her nest was calming and fulfilling.
She couldn’t help herself but jump up on Minho, pressing their lips together. The alpha seemed to have been waiting for that because at no point did she seem surprised and swiftly kissed her back, wrapping her arms around Changbin’s waist. Minho quickly took charge of the kiss, tipping the younger’s body and making her long bunny ears cradle her face.
Minho tasted like the vanilla ice cream she ate and a little bit of the beer she had drunk before. The strong taste of vanilla in Changbin’s mouth mixed with the slowly burning vanilla that she could smell on Minho was driving her closer and closer to the point of madness. She wanted more of the older, sliding her hands down her neck and tugging at her shirt, silently begging for the older to take it off.
The angle of the kiss suddenly got awkward as Minho leaned down to undo the straps of her shoes. Once the heels were off, Changbin noted that Minho was only a little bit taller than her, no longer towering her with height but the omega still felt small in front of her. The domineering aura that surrounded her had never been about the height. Changbin wanted to fall to her knees right then and there but was quickly pulled into her living room and pushed onto her couch.
She barely had the time to settle on her back that Minho was on her, kissing her neck, running her hands up and down her sides, sliding her body between the omega’s thighs. The younger went limp, too overwhelmed with scents and touches that she didn’t know what to do with herself. Minho kept kissing down on her body, from her neck, leaving a wet trail where she decided to lick, to her collarbones where she lightly bit down.
Changbin’s foot kicked when Minho took her breasts in her hands and kissed them over her clothes. A soft whimper left her lips as the alpha found her nipples over the fabric and pinched both of them, her back arched, her head fell back, her moans echoed in her quiet flat, her hands flew down to hold Minho’s head that had got back up to kiss her neck again. Those fingers torturing her nipples were going to be the death of her.
“Minho.” She sighed, earning a hum back from the older. The omega chose that moment to slide the hair tie off the older’s hair, wanting to feel the silky smooth hair in between her fingers. The smell of her shampoo invaded Changbin’s senses the moment her hair cascaded over her back. Shivers ran through her body like a tidal wave when her hips met Minho’s and she felt the alpha’s hard length against her crotch. She had been slicking for what felt like forever, leaking the whole night, every time she caught a whiff of Minho’s vanilla and patchouli, a little bit of slick trickled down on the pool that had formed in her panties. The whole night she felt warm and slick, she would be surprised if Minho hadn’t been able to smell it on her.
“Please!” The omega shouted when Minho started grinding their crotches together, giving Changbin the much needed friction she so desperately craved for weeks now. All of her was at Minho’s mercy, she was being pliant and followed the older’s lead, when Minho changed sides of her neck to kiss, she moved her head to give her more access. She wanted to be good for the older but the need to have her inside her hole was becoming painful. She was so empty.
“You want me to take you?” Minho whispered against her neck, hands sliding down from her chest to hold her hips. “Make you fall apart on my knot?” She asked, hands continuing their travel further to grab her ass, forcefully.
“Please!” Changbin said once again, desperation growing in intensity. Her fingers tangled in the older’s hair, keeping her close to her skin, feeling the way Minho thrusting their bodies together made her back rub against the couch. She wrapped her legs around Minho’s waist, hoping to get more friction, but she was too weak in this situation. She was a very strong person and never skipped exercising but faced with Minho, under her hands and body, she was powerless.
“You’ll let me fuck you on your couch?” She growled in her ear.
“Anywhere.” Was all the omega could muster back. The thought of Minho ripping her clothes off and taking her right then and there was making any intelligent thought run away from Changbin’s head.
“Are you sure?” She licked the scent gland she had under her jaw. “What about your nest?” She added as she grabbed the younger’s tail, making the latter cry out. Changbin whimpered and pawed at Minho’s back. She was begging by now, incoherent and slurred but she was begging with tears in her eyes, unable to move and get the pleasure she so craved because her head was too fuzzy.
She was made to take whatever Minho wanted to give her, not make any decision, giving up her body for Minho to use and do what she pleased with. The fog in her head was growing with each tiny tug of her tail, only soft whimpers left her throat, unable to form any kind of sentence.
“Adorable.” Changbin thought she heard Minho saying but she couldn’t be quite sure, the sound of her own heartbeat pumping in her ears was too loud. A loud gasp echoed in the living room when Minho’s clothed cock managed to open the omega’s folds through the layers of clothes and thrust against her clit directly. Her orgasm washed over her, taking the both of them by surprise. She shivered and moaned, gripping Minho’s shirt in a vice grip, if she had been any less out of it she would’ve been scared to rip it but she couldn’t find it in herself to even think about that.
The pleasure that coursed through her was devastatingly short, her orgasm was short and intense, leaving her craving for more. Her eyes snapped open, looking down at Minho was decidedly a terrible idea because the look of pure lust almost made her reach another orgasm. She would’ve felt embarrassed for coming this fast but Minho was also a bunny, she knew how much and how fast they could reach orgasms without getting tired. Her last partner had been a dog hybrid and got frustrated at herself for not being able to keep up and used to take it out on Changbin. Not very good memories.
With much displeasure, Changbin sat up, making the alpha pull away from her a little bit. The need to bury herself back in the older’s arms was strong but the need to have her in her nest was stronger. She stood up, taking Minho’s hand in hers and led them both towards her bedroom on shaking legs. Changbin took her shoes off in the hallway, then threw her top over her head as she opened the door of her bedroom, unclasped her bra to throw it on the floor, shimmied out of her pants before climbing on her bed on all four.
Looking back at the alpha behind her shoulder with the best bedroom eyes she could muster, she reached back and slowly slid her soaked panties down her ass, thighs, then down the rest of her legs, taking her socks off at the same time, making sure to follow Minho’s eyes and seeing the way they trailed all over her body. Once completely naked, she lowered her upper body down the bed, presenting herself for the alpha.
She had never wanted another hybrid more in her entire life, her cunt was dripping down her inner thighs, she was sure it was shining in slick. There was nothing more in the world that she wanted right now than to have the older’s knot buried deep in her hole. A weak whimper left her as yet another dribble of slick rolled from her hole to tickle her engorged clit. That seemed to snap Minho out of her staring.
The alpha ripped her clothes off in a rush, the sight of the older’s body made Changbin arch her back even more, face pressed against her blanket, rubbing her scent down. She had to stop herself from kicking her foot in excitement once Minho was finally naked, breasts and cock bouncing as she climbed behind the omega with eagerness. Changbin had expected the alpha to slide her cock inside her, instead, Minho buried her face in her ass and started lapping her slick like a starved woman.
Changbin cried out, already sensitive from her first orgasm, the stimulation on her cunt was making her legs shake. Minho wasn’t trying to pleasure her, she was just purely trying to drink her slick like her life depended on it. Every swipe of the older’s tongue on her clit was like a punch to the gut, the wet muscle easily entered her hole to get the sweet slick from the source. The omega’s vision blurred, finally getting filled up with something but she wanted more. She wanted Minho’s knot forcing her hole open and making her remember her for weeks after.
“Please. Need. Knot.” That made Minho pull away and mutter.
“Shit.”
Before Changbin could gather herself from the messy head she had just received, Minho’s knot was lined with her hole, the pressure wasn’t nearly enough to make her satisfied. Pushing back against the length to make it breach her entrance felt humiliating yet exhilarating. The only warning she got was Minho’s hand grabbing her now mess of a ponytail, the other on her hip, before she violently entered her.
There was no time to adjust to the intrusion, she was being split open by the alpha’s cock, getting fucked roughly, held in place, only able to take it. Changbin moaned loudly, unable to keep herself quiet as the feeling of Minho’s cock ramming inside her was everything she had dreamed of. The craving wasn’t yet satisfied, not until she got her knot snug inside her. Changbin did her best to meet the alpha’s thrusts but soon got too overwhelmed and melted into the mattress.
The hand on her hair was gone, taking place on her hip so Minho could keep her ass up as she just laid down and took all the alpha was giving her. With her legs now closed, she could feel how much slick she had leaked, making her thighs all wet and glistering. Minho kept fucking her harshly, wet slaps echoing in her bedroom, melting between Minho’s harsh breathing and Changbin’s moans.
The omega grabbed the blanket under herself as she could feel another orgasm approaching, she tried to warn Minho, whimpering and humming desperately. She moved her hips to feel the older’s cock deeper and get herself off. The growl that came out of Minho was out of this world, making shiver and goosebumps burn on her skin. Changbin gasped, feeling Minho’s cock jerking inside her.
For the first time in her life, Changbin hadn’t needed stimulation on her clit to orgasm, she felt her body tense, her cunt pulsing around Minho’s length, pleasure crashing down on her hard. Her hands were tightly gripping the fabric under her as some sort of anchor. Minho didn’t stop fucking her through her climax. Soon the alpha reached her peak as well, moaning behind her and grinding her cock deep inside the omega as she spilled her cum inside her hole.
The feeling of being so full made arousal soar in the pit of her stomach, she thought after two orgasm she would've been satisfied but she wanted more. By the way Minho’s cock was still hard inside her after having calmed down from her own orgasm told Changbin that the alpha wasn’t done with her either.
Much to the younger’s displeasure, Minho pulled away, her cock making the filthiest noise as it left her hole. The feeling of cum and slick gushing from her cunt made Changbin whine in displeasure. Softly, Minho turned her around, placing her on her back, resuming the position they had on the couch. Changbin’s eyes met the older’s, making her heart skip a beat. Her alpha looked so pretty and fucked out, cheeks red, hair a mess.
Minho leaned down to kiss all over her face, feeling it wet with tears she hadn't even realised she had shed. The omega’s body was relaxed, pliant, waiting for Minho to take her once again in any way she wanted. A soft moan got caught in her throat when the alpha entered her once again, still kissing her. This time, Minho fucked into her with much less urgency, thrusting slow and languidly, making her pelvis brush against her clit each time she bottomed out.
There was nowhere else Changbin wanted to be, in Minho’s arms, hard cock thrusting in her so deliciously, mouth now sucking on her breasts and nipples, hands massaging her sides. This was the best fuck she ever had and it still wasn’t over. The next orgasm was softer but arrived much faster than the two previous ones. She whimpered softly, cradling Minho’s head on her chest, feeling the older’s hips stuttering as well with the way the omega’s cunt was squeezing her.
Changbin yelped when Minho wrapped her arms around her and lifted her up, settling her on her lap. The omega’s eyes rolled back as she felt the cock inside her even deeper than before. “Fuck.” She cried out, planted her knees on the bed and began grinding herself down the delicious cock that was brushing against all the sweet nerves in her.
The alpha just lied back down, hands on her hips but not controlling her movements, just holding her. The half lidded eyes that were looking up at Changbin made her want to give that beautiful alpha a show she would remember. She bagan moaning louder, running her hands on her body, all while starting to bounce, fucking herself on that thick lenght that made electricity spark up her spine.
Her hands reached her head, she bypassed her long ears to untie her hair, letting the long black hair fall down her back. She was sure she looked a little stupid right now because she had pinned her bangs back but once she had taken the pins out and threw them on the bed, she leaned forward and placed her hands on the alpha's stomach. She could feel her hair brushing on her shoulder but didn’t pay it any mind. Her mission right now was to make the alpha knot her and never leave her again. She needed to have so much of the alpha that her hole would remember every single vein on her cock. She wanted to climb down and bury her tongue so deep inside the woman's vagina, she remembered the taste until the day she died.
Biting her lower lip, she tried to pick up the pace, thrusting herself up and down faster but it was too overwhelming. She had no idea how Minho managed to fuck her for so long and not get tired. “Come on Binnie. Don’t tell me you’re tired already.” Minho’s voice was cold and teasing, making Changbin whine and try to get back into rhythm but failing miserably.
She tried, she really did but it seemed that riding wasn’t her thing. Soon Minho had a hand in her hair, tugging at it until their mouths smashed together. The alpha seemed to have enough of the mediocre fuck she was getting and started thrusting up into the younger who only whimpered against her lips. Changbin’s hands held onto the pillow under Minho’s head as she let the older take her apart once again.
The base of the alpha’s knot was getting thicker with each thrust in, She could feel Minho trying not to fuck all the way in so the knot wouldn’t breach her entrance but that was the exact opposite of what the omega wanted. She whined into the kiss and pushed her hips down to take more of the alpha. Minho gasped at the feeling of her knot in Changbin’s tight heat. The knot was now too big for the alpha to properly fuck Changbin, they grinded against each other, desperately. Minho’s hand sneaked down to play with the omega’s clit.
They were unable to keep kissing anymore, too overwhelmed with pleasure. Their faces stayed close, their breaths tangled, their foreheads pressed against each other. That was how they both reached their last orgasm of the night, moaning into each other’s mouth, shaking and grinding.
Once they both came down from their highs, they melted into the bed, Changbin’s head on the older’s chest, feeling pleasantly full and so sleepy she fell asleep with Minho’s hand running down her spine.