Professor Tighearnaigh

“Have you seen the men in this town? Naturally, there are a slew I’d be interested in getting to know in the primal sense. That roguishly handsome Russian that’s new around town, for example. Either of our local mechanics. Certainly other members of the staff here. I could go on and on.”

Will gave the older man a smile as he looked at him from underneath his lashes. It was one of those things where this older man oozed sexiness without even having to do much. Will found it almost as intoxicating as the whiskey he’d been drinking.

His eyes were firmly fixated on the sight in front of him and for a moment he licked his lips as he thought about what was going to happen later. He might have been looking for someone to top him, but he could be easily persuaded to top this gentleman. His eyes flickered up and he looked at the older man and smiled at him.

“I walked, actually. My place isn’t too far from here.” Moving closer to Quinn, he wrapped an arm around his waist and his voice took on a husky tone as he said, “If you don’t mind a little walk, there’s a hotel not too far from here. The rooms are luxurious and there’s a suite that has this nice big tub…”

Quinn easily slid next to the Alpha’s body when Will’s arm wrapped around him, enjoying the warmth and enticing scent. “Mm, I could use a nice, long soak...” Quinn agreed, beginning to walk alongside the other. “I do love a glass of wine and a good book in the tub. Nothing is more relaxing. Though I believe we might just find something a little more exciting to entertain ourselves with, hm?” 

He certainly wasn’t going to sit around and read while he had someone to play with. And this one seemed very entertaining. Quinn wondered with a silent, sly smirk if the Alpha expected him to be one of ‘those’ Omegas. Flirtatious in the bar, but demure and shy in the bedroom. Oh, would he ever be in for a surprise. The look of shock on their faces was always priceless.

Quinn preferred to bottom most often, but that didn’t mean he enjoyed being on the bottom. In fact, his preference was quite the opposite. There was no thrill quite like having a big, strong Alpha below him, their cock jutting up eagerly and all his to tease or pleasure or ride into bliss.

Tucker smirked at the feeling of his tie being tugged, moving as he was guided, leaning down so he could press his chapped lips against the other’s neck, tracing the taught line of tendon from jaw to shoulder with his teeth and tongue. One hand went up to loosen the button’s on the other’s dress shirt so he could slid long fingers inside to trace the planes of the older wolf’s chest. 

Calloused finger tips dances across one nipple teasingly before he pulled away again, withdrawing his body heat from the other’s and loosening his own tie, tossing it to the side before reaching a hand out to tug the Omega off the couch and toward his own room. 

Sex in his and Will’s marriage bed was strictly a no no, but Tucker had his own room for a reason. It was messy with the debris of his studies, but clean enough for room on the bed. He laid the other wolf down and loomed over him for a moment before he knelt over him, shrugging out of his own dress shirt to show off his lean muscled figure. He pulled his belt open, grinning down at his professor. 

“You have a quick wit, Professor Quinn, let’s see what other tricks your tongue can do.” 

Quinn let the young wolf have his moments of exploration, and meanwhile the Omega did a bit of his own, albeit with his eyes rather than his fingertips. He studied how Tucker moved, how he behaved, how he seemed to be teasing just as much as he was exploring. It was a fascinating thing to see, and naturally, incredibly enticing as well.

The messy room was no bother to Quinn; though he was a rather tidy man by nature, he didn’t mind other peoples’ mess, as long as it wasn’t invading his own home or office space. He had his little dalliances in far dirtier places, in his younger days anyway. Now he was less inclined towards sex in public restrooms, but if the moment was right, who was to say?

Quinn chuckled as Tucker began to undress him and he allowed the movement, letting his pristine clothes be pushed aside into the general mess surrounding them without a particular care. He always had his suits dry-cleaned anyway. Besides, he had more exciting concerns at the moment.

Tucker’s lips curled at the sound of that curious hum, eyes sparking playfully with lust as he watched the other’s wheels turning in his head. “You actually came highly recommended by him, hence why I extended the invitation at all. Will has fine taste in playmates.” The Beta took another sip from his wine, still not reaching out to touch or move to get closer, simply watching the professor with heated eyes. 

“No, I believed at the time you were completely sincere in your flirtation, but that drive over and long elevator ride up proves fatal to a lot of people’s sexual ambition. I’m glad you’re much more brave than some of the other’s who’ve wanted to play with me or Will.” The professor was articulate and so put together, and there was a sexiness in that. Tucker could see him and Will putting in a good night of slow unraveling together. Even more amusing was what he could imagine his pet doing to the man in front of him, and just that thought had his eyes darkening with lust of their own accord. 

The noirette snorted softly as his grades were brought up. “If I thought you’re ego posed a threat to my academic standing I wouldn’t have bothered, see we both know I’m a very good student so a sudden drop in my grades would be noticed by the board as well. We both stand to have just as much to lose and when both parties carry the same risk there’s ironically much less danger. Don’t think me so childish that I was shaking in my boots over my GPA.” Tucker finally moved then, leaning into the other’s space to pluck the wine glass from his hands to set to the side on the table. That done his long fingers slid along Quinn’s jaw to cup the side of his face. 

“Now professor, what hypothesis did you come here to test? I’d love to get into our experimentation for the evening.” 

“What a pity that people can be so weak-willed as to be intimidated by a bit of wealth.” Quinn was no such one; he knew far too well that the best and worst in people could be found in the richest and poorest, and everyone in between too. Money was merely an occasional catalyst, but never the only cause of anyone’s problems.

“Ahh, Will. Yes... I recall.” His KNOTR hookup, Will, the future doctor and phenomenal fuck. Quinn certainly wouldn’t mind him being involved with this entire arrangement, or simply watching the pair of them. Potential for fun all around, really. But that was for another time, and only if this evening was fun with Tucker. Quinn had no doubts it would be, but he intended to fully enjoy one pleasure before delving into a new one.

“I don’t think you childish, Tucker.” Quinn reassured, handing over his glass as his student took it. The hand at his face was an improvement on the distance between them, but not nearly enough. Quinn reached out, taking Tucker’s loose tie and gripping one end in each hand, using it to pull his face down closer.

Dallas ran a hand through his hair, tossing the brunette strands over his shoulders, lashes dipping slightly as the older wolf talked lightly. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip and chuckled huskily. “I never enjoyed group conversation, usually only one person gets to talk, but in a nice private conversation everyone have a say until their point is very thoroughly made.” The Beta didn’t move as the other stood, only half turning his head at the sound of the door locking. 

Burning hazel eyes followed the professor as he moved to sit on the desk, eyes blazing with unsaid promises of adventure. 

“So…any particular topic you had in mind professor?” 

Quinn felt a rising thrill buzzing through the room as he met the Beta’s eyes. His tongue flicked out to lick his own bottom lip in anticipation as his slender leg rose just enough to perch his foot on the edge of his guest’s seat, the leather toe of his shoes stroking teasingly light against the young man’s inner thigh.

“Have you seen the men in this town? Naturally, there are a slew I’d be interested in getting to know in the primal sense. That roguishly handsome Russian that’s new around town, for example. Either of our local mechanics. Certainly other members of the staff here. I could go on and on.”

“Roguishly handsome?”

Tucker ambled to the bar that was set up along one wall and took his time finding two glasses for the wine along with a corkscrew. He didn’t feel any need to rush into the main event of the night. He set the glasses down on the low coffee table and popped the cork on the bottle, pouring two generous glasses. 

“Part of the benefit of being married to the third richest wolf in the city.” He said that with a touch of disdain but he shrugged. It was for the money and not the man attached to it. He handed the professor a glass and took one for himself, sitting near to the other but not directly in his personal space bubble. 

The noirette took a slow sip from his own glass. He didn’t usually drink wine so he had no idea if this was good but he found himself liking it. “I’m a little surprised you actually came here, honestly.” 

Quinn gave an intrigued hum when Tucker mentioned being married, but he didn’t question it. It wasn’t his place to pry or chastise anyone for their relationship choices. And besides, many modern marriages were inclusive regarding open sexual relationships anyway. Quinn had no judgement against it, and in fact was rather enticed by the idea of Tucker’s husband watching, though it wasn’t something he intended to bring up immediately.

“Are you?” He responded with a chuckle, sipping his wine as it was handed to him. The little noise of satisfaction which resulted was subconsciously made, and caused Quinn’s eyes to close and his head to lean back for just a moment as he enjoyed the taste washing over his tongue. It only lasted a second before he opened his eyes and was focused on Tucker again.

“Have you seen the men in this town? Naturally, there are a slew I’d be interested in getting to know in the primal sense. That roguishly handsome Russian that’s new around town, for example. Either of our local mechanics. Certainly other members of the staff here. I could go on and on.”

“Damn straight you won’t be…humph. First that tart Alec and now you, get your own man you thirsty bitches.” 

Will had his eye on the other man and had to admit to himself that he’d managed to find a good one on Knotr on his first time out. Although he was older than almost anyone Will had ever slept with he was a looker and seemed to be able to have a coherent conversation. Shifting so his own body was turned into him, he smiled at the toe slowly working it’s way up his leg.

Slowly sipping on his whiskey, he raised a brow at the blatant invitation. Here he thought the two of them were going to do a little dance, but he was glad he read the situation wrong. Will was more than ready to get the night started and he was more than happy to be going elsewhere.

Finishing his whiskey in one quick slug, he set the glass down before fishing out money from his wallet, laying it on the bar, he grinned and said, “Lead the way. I’ll be more than happy to follow.”

As far as Quinn was concerned, their dance had only just begun. Meeting here, in a safe, public space, it was the formal bow before their night of waltzing. Though from his presumptions, he would say that Will seemed much more the sort for an impassioned tango, rather than a tame waltz. Whether one or the other or both or neither, Quinn had no preference. He would enjoy their evening regardless.

“Why thank you.” He hummed at the polite gesture of Will paying for his drink, and slipped off the bar stool after taking his last sip of wine. He didn’t delay as he headed for the door, nor did he look back to be certain the Alpha was following. With the elegant glide of his hips, he knew there was no way Will was looking anywhere else but directly at him. At part of him, anyway.

Tucker didn’t fuss about cleaning up the penthouse more than he needed to, the space just needed to be cleared of all of his books and papers from school work and it was more than presentable. He focused more on himself, showering and grooming like he was going to be working the club rather than entertaining a professor, but hell what if things went about happening. He even got around to painting his nails black like he did when he was a kid, remembering how much it had intrigued Will when they were teens exploring. 

As he heard the elevator humming up the the penthouse he looked at himself in the mirror. He was maybe halfway dressed, but after a moment’s deliberation he decided to just go with it, walking out to the living room in what he had on. A pair of black slacks, fitted to his longer frame, an untucked and unbuttoned white dress shirt, and a black tie hanging loosely around his neck. He thought he looked good, but we’d see what his company thought. 

The Beta rolled up the entrance door once he heard the elevator arrive and he smirked at the clean cut image his professor cut standing their with his bottle of wine and his silk tie. “Glad you found the place alright.” He motioned inside with a flick of his wrist. “Come find a seat, I’ll get us some glasses for the wine.” 

Quinn hadn’t expected Tucker to dress up for the occasion. He took no issue with his student wearing whatever he pleased, whether to class or now in his free time. Though he had to admit, Tucker looked incredibly handsome cleaned up. Well, half cleaned up. A worthwhile effort, at the very least. 

“I hope you like red.” Quinn remarked with a smile as he breezed in the door, settling with ease on one of the long, curved couches. His legs folded naturally with one knee over the other, and he let his arm hand over the back of the sofa as he enjoyed the image of the sun setting over the horizon out the panoramic window.

Will’s own profile consisted of whatever ‘tasteful’ nudes he could find that weren’t actual dick pics. He had a few showing off his ass and one of his bulge he was fairly certain Tuck had taken one day after teasing him into oblivion, but it gave whoever texted him a good idea of what was to come if they hooked up.

The Alpha had grown up with posh and what it all meant to be a young man growing up in Regenbogen. The things he’d been exposed to might have been ‘on the upstep’ but they never oozed class like this man did. There was something about him that seemed both refined and unpracticed at the same time. It was an effortless almost sort of sexy and Will could very well get behind it.

Giving the barkeep a nod when he received his drink, he took a a sip and ended up smiling into his glass. Class and a quick mind, now that was a rarity in his experience. “No better way to have it. Don’t get me wrong, some things are just supposed to be nice and neat. But talk and sex aren’t either of those things.”

“Leave neatness for tailoring and whiskey.” Quinn agreed, nodding towards the Alpha’s drink of choice. While the Omega was a wine drinker himself, he could certainly appreciate a nice glass of whiskey, and if he was going to have liquor, it would be high on his preferences. Regardless of drink choice, he already knew he was going to be quite satisfied tonight.

Quinn sipped his wine as he eyed the Alpha at his side. His body shifted subtly, turning himself so that he was facing his company. His leg moved slowly, the very tip of his oxford shoes sliding against Will’s ankle. “You sound as though you already have an excellent grip on the ‘talk’ portion. I am very much looking forward to finding out how skilled you are at the other.” 

The Omega rose an eyebrow and hummed as he took another sip of his wine, the tip of his shoe moving a bit higher on the inside of Will’s leg. “And while this glass is delicious, I don’t particularly mind relocating somewhere more private for us to enjoy a more intimate evening.”