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Lately, Gaon has been having trouble sleeping, sitting, walking… generally, he's been having trouble existing.
Who could have thought that pregnancy could be this hard? But it was to be expected, according to the doctor Yohan had brought in to follow up with Gaon's progress, first times are always the most difficult.
For a six month old belly, he's not that big and yet, Gaon feels like he carries five sacks of rocks piled up one over the other. Sometimes breathing is hard, sometimes the pain on his back is unbearable. His feet are swollen and most nights, a terrible mix of cramps and the urge to pee every ten minutes keeps him awake. He feels for Yohan, who has to go through every single horrid moment along with Gaon and still get up early to go to work. Pregnancy leave was not granted for him until the beginning of Gaon's eight month which, at this rate, feels like it's never coming.
He has dark bags under his eyes and even when his skin is glowing, like Elijah, Ms. Ji and even Soohyun say to him all the time, Gaon still feels… not himself.
With pregnancy came changes, that was a fact Gaon made peace with a while ago, but it didn't erase the shock of seeing himself in the mirror, perfectly built body gone to give way to his round bellyㅡ even though precious, kind of off-putting. Around the third month, his chest had started to swell as well, his breasts adapting for the lactation period. They are hard and sensitive to the touchㅡ not in a good way. They hurt and more often than not, Gaon leaks a milky, almost translucent liquid at the most inconvenient of times. He's sure many of those embarrassing moments will make a good story to laugh about sometime in the future, but for now, making sure he's always well-padded has become his priority.
It is kind of laughable, how from being an associate judge almost as ruthless as Yohan himself, he has become a wet ㅡmost quite literallyㅡ, clingy mess, always wiping about the silliest things, always hungry, always sleepy and eternally horny.
Yohan, bless his heart. Yohan, his sweet, sweet alpha, has never complained. Not once and Gaon couldn't be more grateful for him.
Today is one of those days, not good, but not so bad either. It's already late at night and none of them has been able to sleep a wink.
Yohan is resting against the headboard, his night light on while reading a book. Gaon sits there next to him, doing nothing except trying to ebb down the sudden wave of heat coursing through his body. He had been dozing off just a moment ago and now, he's sweating despite being in the middle of winter.
"Gaon-ah." Yohan calls, concerned, leaving his book aside.
"I'm fine. Just uncomfortable." Gaon sighs. The moment he finishes speaking, he feels his chest throbbing painfully, making him wince and arch his back instinctively. If it hurts like this now, he doesn't want to imagine how it's going to be having a baby latched onto him almost 24/7.
"What? What's wrong?" Yohan is by his side the next second, worry making his face wrinkle comically.
"It'sㅡ my chest. It's bothering me." Gaon admits with a grimace.
Yohan's eyes travel down to his omega's swollen breasts. He doesn't intend to stare for long, but it's inevitable not to think about the implications the new changes in Gaon's body have brought.
His inner alpha pants, already worked up at just the thoughts of those perky, sensitive nipples in his mouth. Yohan though, fights against his primal instincts and holds back the urge to just do what his alpha wants. Despite how pliant Gaon usually is, letting him suck, lick, bite and fuck to his heart's content, Yohan knows he's having a hard time and he doesn't want to make it worse by abusing of that privilege.
"Is there any way I can help?" Yohan looks up into Gaon's glassy eyes.
"You could… massage them. Carefully, of course." Gaon bites his lower lip.
There's a double intent in that. The need to be touched is palpable on his skin, his stomach fluttering at the idea of his alpha's hands on him. He knows Yohan would never do something to hurt him.
"Of course." Yohan repeats, nodding slowly and returning to his previous position of his back against the headboard. He spreads his legs and beckons Gaon over. "Come here." He asks softly, his scent flowing around Gaon in a calming way.
Gaon does as told, settling with his back against Yohan's chest, head resting on his shoulder.
"Go on." Gaon exhales, closing his eyes.
"Like this?" Yohan asks, his breath caressing the shell of Gaon's ear as his hands cup his tits over the robe he's wearing. He starts kneading the pillowy flesh slowly, carefully; fingers digging softly. Gaon hisses, a mix of pain and pleasure clouding his senses.
"Like this." Gaon's voice sounds breathless, he unties the robe and pushes it aside to bare his tits.
Yohan swallows, jaw tensing as his hands return to their place. Gaon's skin is warm and so, so soft. The alpha works his fingers onto the flesh, massaging, rubbing and squeezing enough to make Gaon whimper in contentment.
It feels good, the stimulation easing the pressure if only just a little. It isn't until Yohan buries his face in Gaon's neck, nose brushing right over his bonding mark that the omega starts squirming, rubbing his thighs together to stop his cock from visibly twitching.
It's not the time, he thinks and yet, his cunt dribbles the first drops of slick. Yohan smells it, because of course he does and it makes him tense for a moment before he's grunting, one hand leaving his tit to move downwards, caressing his belly and circling around his waist to reach between his legs.
"Hah." Gaon gasps when two fingers slide between his wet folds and they rub tenderly, spreading his slick and toying with his already fattened clit.
"Tell me to stop if you don'tㅡ"
"No, keep going." Gaon whispers. His hands clutch at Yohan's thighs, legs spreading wider to give the alpha more access.
His hardening cock rests under his belly. Yohan plays with his cunt, rubbing and teasing the searing entrance. Gaon closes his eyes, mouth falling open on a silent moan. His other hand giving his tits the attention they need.
Yohan kisses his cheek, then his lips move down the column of his neck, reaching the area where his teeth marks are. Gaon is about to protest, but Yohan beats him to it, biting again at the same time he plunges his fingers inside Gaon's pussy.
Gaon screams, covering his mouth in a failed attempt at concealing his sounds. But Yohan is not planning on keeping quiet, so he starts moving his fingers, in and out and scissoring inside Gaon to keep him open and wet.
"Fuck, Yohan." Gaon grunts, curling his fingers around his unattended cock. Yohan's hand on his tits plays with his nipples, pinching and rolling the hard nubs just enough to add to the sensations.
"Does it hurt?" Yohan asks. Gaon shakes his head no, trying to close his legs at the merciless assault on his cunt. He's throbbing, clenching hard around the fingers fucking his oversensitive hole. He won't take too long.
Yohan pinches his clit between his fingers and laps at the newly opened bonding mark and that does it, Gaon comes with Yohan's fingers still inside him, his cock spurting white all over his belly.
The alpha doesn't pull out immediately, keeps rubbing his walls. Gaon is having a hard time breathing.
"Gaon-ah," Yohan says softly, lips pressed against his ear, "sit on my face."
Gaon freezes. "W-what?" He asks, tilting his head to the side to get a better view of his alpha. Yohan has eaten his pussy countless of times, but… sitting on his face is something they've never tried before.
"You heard me." He punctuates his words with a stroke of his fingers. "I want to taste you."
Gaon bites his lower lip, avoiding Yohan's intense gaze. "A-are you sure?" He swallows, thighs clamping together when Yohan pumps his fingers inside once and a second time. His body spasms slightly, still too sensitive.
"Yes." Yohan speaks softly against his neck.
"Okay." Gaon breathes out. He remains still even after agreeing, not knowing exactly what to do. Yohan hasn't pulled his fingers out yet and Gaon feels like he could come again just from that.
The alpha is careful when he finally moves, slowly retreating his fingers, smiling when Gaon squirms in his arms and kneels beside him.
He quickly gets in position, his back against the mattress, licking his lips as his eyes fix on Gaon: his body soft and tender, begging for Yohan to squeeze, bite and mark. His cunt glistens with how wet he is; slick and cum drips down his thighs, the smell intoxicating, driving Yohan almost to a point of madness. He can't wait to have his tongue inside his omega's pussy.
"Come here."
Yohan beckons him with a nod, but Gaon still doubts. Hesitation twisting his face as he doesn't think he will be able to control himself and the last thing he wants is to suffocate Yohan between his legs. But his cunt throbs in anticipation, more slick dribbling down; his belly tickles with want and before he can second guess to a point of escape, he drags his knees over the mattress, stops and looks down at his alpha. Yohan is grinning almost sadistically, arm moving around Gaon's hip and behind to squeeze an asscheek.
Gaon yelps at the cold of his hand and glares, but there's no real heat to it. With a small sigh, Gaon finally relents, crossing one leg over Yohan's head and letting the alpha twist him a little into the right position.
It is unexpected, the tremors Yohan's hot breath against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh sends all over his body. Gaon hums, pressing his lips together, it feels… strange, but good. He gives Yohan a nod, lowering himself down and oh.
"Fuck." Gaon moans the moment Yohan's tongue licks a fat stripe across his swollen folds.
His whole body trembles, knees threatening to give out already. Yohan hums as he begins to lick in earnest. He sucks on his folds, latches onto his clit and suctions before lapping with his tongue again. Gaon whimpers, thighs trembling with the effort of keeping himself at a reasonable level.
Yohan isn't content with the distance Gaon so insistently tries to keep, having to crane his neck up in order to reach inside him better, so Yohan grips Gaon's hips tightly and pulls him down aggressively. Gaon gasps at the feeling of the alpha's warm breath against his skin.
"Stay like this." Yohan says, voice muffled.
Gaon can't do anything but obey, muscles trembling as pleasure builds and runs through his body. The alpha moans, hands gripping his thighs tightly, sucking, his tongue plunging inside his throbbing cunt.
Gaon whimpers, starting a slow grind of his hips encouraged by the eagerness Yohan licks into him with. His moans are soft, lazy, he kneads his sensitive tits as he rides Yohan's tongue at a constant pace.
It feels good, surprisingly good, Gaon thinks, despite the effort of trying not to suffocate his alpha with his cunt. Yohan's moans are an incentive, the vibrations sending tremors up his spine and making heat pool in his lower belly.
When Gaon manages to focus his blurry vision and his pleasure-dazed brain gets online againㅡ even if only for a brief moment, Gaon realizes how hard he's breathing, how much his cock is leaking and his pussy dripping, if the wet noises down there are any indication of it; but Yohan seems to be enjoying himself a lot. He continues the slow grinding of his hips, little moans rumbling in the back of his throat.
Amidst the numbness of his body, Gaon looks down at where his thighs frame Yohan's face; his mouth waters when his eyes land on his alpha's cock standing hard, dripping and swollen; it's right there, begging to be sucked. Gaon licks his lips and whimpers, his round belly proving to be an obstacle for what he wishes to do the most: bend over and take his alpha deep in his throat.
He gasps when Yohan's tongue plunges a bit deeper, stroking his walls, hands kneading at his hips. So Gaon, determined, does the only thing his position allows him to do and curls his fingers around the wet head. Yohan's breath hitches into his cunt and his hips buck involuntarily.
It takes a moment before the alpha can resume his activities; Gaon grinding down onto Yohan's face, eyes closing with how good it feels: the bridge of his alpha's nose a torture and a blessing against his clit.
"Fuck. Yes." Gaon breathes out. He's too lost in the sensations of Yohan sucking at his folds and lapping at his hole, to care about anything else. "Alpha, please." He begs, eyes fixed on the rock-hard cock he keeps on stroking lazily; his free hand moving up to his chest to massage at his swollen tits, rolling his nipple between his fingers until milk drops out and the milky white liquid drips down. "Stop, stop." Gaon suddenly says. Yohan forces himself to pull away with a whine, taking a deep breath as Gaon looks over his shoulder and down at him. "I want to come on your cock."
Maneuvering Gaon off of his face is not easy task, having to be careful but at the same time wanting to just push him over, face flat on the mattress and ass up to fuck him until reduced to a drooling, mindless mess.
But that will have to wait.
Yohan sits up against the headboard and Gaon is climbing onto his lap, lifting himself on his knees and wrapping his hand around Yohan's cock to guide it inside his pussy. They both moan as Gaon slowly impales himself down: the slide is easy, with how wet he is; he moves his hips in tight circles to accommodate the shape of the hard cock inside him, his forehead falling against Yohan's with a contented sigh.
A delighted hum rumbles in his chest when Yohan gifts him with a few experimental thrusts, just to make sure he's ready for it. Having his alpha's tongue fucking his pussy felt good, but it doesn't compare to the thick girth of his cock splitting him open.
Gaon places his hands on each side of Yohan's face and pulls him in for a kiss. It's wet and musky, Gaon can taste and smell himself on Yohan's mouth and skin, a visceral, primitive feeling of possessiveness overwhelms him as he licks into the alpha's mouth. He starts a steady rhythm, rolling his hips and bouncing on Yohan's cock, never leaving his lips until he feels the need to breathe.
"Alpha, I'm dripping." Gaon breathes out, his forehead pressed against Yohan's. He looks down, salivates at the sight of the milky stream wetting his omega's tits. The stimulation finally pays off and milk dribbles down. "Taste it." Gaon commands, Yohan doesn't need to be told twice.
He latches onto a nipple and sucks, the sweet taste of the milk exploding on his tongue. Yohan makes a sound Gaon has never heard before, his head rolling back and fingers tangling on Yohan's hair as the alpha sucks and swallows hungrily.
It hurts a little, but it's relieving, that pressure he had been feeling in his chest now gone with the way Yohan empties his tits. Yohan stops moving altogether, hands clutching at his waist, so Gaon takes matters into his own hands and starts fucking himself on Yohan's cock, bouncing like a rabbit in heat searching for his release.
Yohan groans, hips twitching when he feels himself close. He unlatches his mouth and looks up to find his omega's pretty face flushed, mouth parted open in a silent gasp. He stares for just a moment before diving in to take the other nipple into his mouth.
Gaon cries out, his orgasm hitting him with the strength of a wrecking ball. His cock spurts ropes of cum all over their stomachs and his pussy gushes clear slick at the same time Yohan comes inside him, his cock starting to swell with the inevitable knot locking them together.
Even so, Yohan doesn't stop sucking, humming in delight while he fills Gaon with his seed over and over again.
Gaon trembles with overstimulation, but he allows his alpha to lap at his tits while he kneads his fingers into his scalp.
"Good?" Gaon asks with a smirk the moment Yohan is done and rests his head against his sternum, breathing hard and ragged.
"Yeah." Yohan sniffles. "Did I hurt you?"
Gaon shakes his head, smiling. "I'm fine. I feel a lot better actually."
"Okay, good." Yohan mumbles, pressing kisses on the expanse of Gaon's chest, shoulders and abused nipples, lapping at the remnants of milk and saliva.
Gaon hums and smiles, satisfied. Is going to take around thirty minutes for Yohan's knot to go down and cleaning up is not a priority right now, so he closes his eyes and lets Yohan's fingers massaging his sore thighs lull him to sleep.