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The Borial bar, one of the most frequented intergalactic bars by all the races of the galaxy, a place where you can be and find yourself in a neutral and safe environment.
A place that played between the fine line of what was legal and illegal, or at least what was regulated according to the intergalactic laws and decrees imposed by the Ninth Federation. The place worked as a veil for the various transactions and barters that took place in the dark rooms behind a false mural.
As long as there were no fights or any altercations, the owners of the place would not put limits on the shady deals that occurred under their roof, and of course the waiters would serve diligently and without meddling in other people's business, unless there was a good tip for them to risk their skin.
Today, again, was a busy night with several dozen patrons hanging out in the comfortable armchairs, on the dance floor, and dotted around every corner of the crowded venue, races of different sizes, colors, shapes, and origins coming and going willingly to leave a large sum of money in drinks and the various moments of pleasure that you could find if you played your cards well.
The bright purple lights illuminated the main room intermittently, flickering to the rhythm of the intense electronic music that resounded loudly between the walls of the bar, a multitude of sweet, spicy, erotic and sexual scents intermingled in the environment creating a cocktail of smells that resembled a potent aphrodisiac.
But without a doubt, what attracted the most in the crowded venue, was the beautiful bartender who served the intricate cocktails and alcoholic drinks, so beautiful and ethereal that without a doubt most of the clients were there just to have the opportunity to observe him and engage in bland conversation when ordering their drinks.
It didn't matter how many times they came back, the topics they brought up or the attempts to flirt with him, the omega never lost his stoic mask and never continued the conversations. But that didn't prevent both alphas, betas and other omegas of different races from trying their luck with the beautiful Draco, without any success.
With a height less than the average of the Draco omega, the being stood proudly behind the bar, despite its small size it was definitely just as dangerous and deadly as the rest of its race when threatened.
With beautiful caramel skin riddled with myriad purple and violet scales and slanted turquoise eyes that sparkled with the dance floor lights, the omega had delicate features, attracting the attention of patrons.
His black hair fell disheveled over his face, framing his delicate features and the small shiny scales that were located around his eyes and that descended like small shooting stars until they were lost by his collarbones. The silky-looking black strands gave way to sharp and deadly horns, translucent in appearance and lilac and silver in tone.
But without a doubt what most attracted the eye were the few silk clothes that covered his hairless body, revealing miles of soft skin protected with delicate scales and wearing dozens of jewels as bright as his eyes. Its dragon tail waved slowly behind him, flashing and refracting light as if it was crystals. Its purple-toned wings rested folded, and maybe if you were lucky enough, you could catch a glimpse of the beautiful show of colors they gave off when the omega stretched them when they started to go numb.
A true work of art, so close and so unattainable for everyone, that they had even created a fan club and everyone had agreed to idolize and not wait for any opportunity from the omega.
They wanted to keep the bartender on a pedestal, and would not hesitate to prove it to those who wanted to do otherwise.
“JiMin”.
…
“JiMin-ah!” The voice startled the omega and took him out of his thoughts. He was still in the middle of his shift and the exhaustion of the last few hours was beginning to take its toll on his mind.
“Excuse me Hyung-nim”. He yelled over the music to his boss. The cyborg was at his side with serious features, well, more serious than was normal in his metallic face.
The being brushed it off and spoke again. “We have a bora code . Under no circumstances allow anyone to cross the mural”.
Bora code , was the code name used on the premises to indicate that a transaction of information and goods was being carried out by the northern rebel groups of the galaxy.
If the Federation knew that meetings were being held to overthrow the group of first generation politicians, there would be an uproar, and the higher-ups would definitely hang their heads.
“Of course”. He responded by tilting his head. “I will begin with the preparations to avoid the entrance of curious people”.
“Good, I’ll leave everything in your hands”. He said, giving him a pat on the shoulder. “See you tomorrow”.
“See you tomorrow, Hyung-nim”.
The owner of the place owned several other establishments in the colony of the planet Graehbir, and he visits them every night to make sure everything is in order, but that's none of Jimin's business either, he liked his position at the bar, and he preferred it a thousand times over than having to be behind the counter of one of the brothels, like his friend HoSeok, even though he often teased him that he could see in his eyes that he would be perfect for the job.
Unlocking his magnetic wave bracelet, he quickly left his post behind the bar and walked over to the mural that guarded the coded door, locking the reader so that it could only be opened with the identification of his guests, and placing the Wyrm protection on top of it, a sophisticated alarm mode that would trap intruders in a high-voltage network and trigger all security forces of the bar.
It hadn't been long when the first of their guests arrived and approached the bar where JiMin had relocated again.
“Mael admun luxterior*.” The being told him with a nod. “It's good to see you Jimin”. (* May the stars protect you, brother.)
“Mael admun luxterior.” He replied with a smile riddled with sharp teeth. “I'm glad to see you too TaeHyung”.
The rebel hid under a dark cloak, only revealing his bright eyes characteristic of his panther race. “Shall I put the usual?”
When the alpha nodded, JiMin took out the Urhmin steel cup and started making the cocktail. Masterfully and speedily serving him the thick dark drink, receiving the payment.
When it was time to return the change, he sent the code to unlock the door to his wristband.
“Have a good night.” He told him as he walked away towards his group.
“I wish you the same”. He responded with a wink. “I hope we see each other another day to talk long and hard”.
“Be my guest”.
After that, the group of twelve people disappeared behind the mural, and the bar returned to normal, as if that group of hooded men had never been there, the music and rhythm reverberating on the walls and floor and making Jimin lean again against it, bored out of his mind.
How long has it been since he took someone to bed?
Too much. The Draco made a disgusted face when he remembered how his last one-night stand had ended... and it wasn't exactly the happy ending they both expected, and even less so when the little being with four arms walked away with his back destroyed by Jimin's nails.
A shame, but he hadn't been able to live up to the omega's expectations and had definitely crossed some unforgivable lines that had unleashed the wrath of the half-dragon.
He sighed with boredom and hoped that the end of his shift would come soon so he could go home and masturbate to his satisfaction. He was definitely close to his heat and as an omega he began to feel a rather annoying tingle in his bones. With each passing day he needed more to satisfy his need for contact... or rather for pleasure, otherwise he would not rest well and wake up in a bad mood.
Damn hormones.
As what must have been his thirtieth client approached with desire-filled eyes and flattering words, the Draco straightened up and considered perhaps letting himself go for once and accepting the blatant flirtations that on other occasions would make his skin crawl in disgust.
“Hi gorgeous.” It started terribly bad, Jimin had to bite his tongue not to send him to hell at that very moment. “Are you on the menu?”
And why not, seeing that his sexual interest had descended towards the core of the planet with just two sentences, he prepared the star drink of the place and delivered it to him, with a rather interesting price increase that the client barely gave importance to, at least JiMin would buy something nice with the tip, he had been waiting for the new last generation dildo for a long time.
Finally, midnight came and the music dropped in intensity. The interior of the place became a calmer environment, the young people leaving the bar, and only those who were enjoying the atmosphere of a nightclub remained, with calm music and quiet conversations between the groups scattered around the tables on the other side of the dance floor.
Jimin's headache thanked him for the rest, biting his lip, he thought his heat was really close if the music started to affect him already. Cleaning the bar parsimoniously, he looked for one of his colleagues to tell them that he was going out to take a well-deserved rest and eat something, preferably the sweet pastries that he knew were waiting for him on the table in the restroom.
With a sigh, when he finally located his beta partner, he indicated that he was going out, making sure that the woman took his place behind the bar. Only then, was he allowed to go out in the direction of the workers bathroom and wash his face with ice water.
“Aaah”. He felt his energy return as he felt the cool liquid on his heated skin. Usually JiMin's body temperature was above average, allowing him not to be cold, but when his heat approached, it seemed that his blood was plagued with liquid lava, making the sensation of heat increase to unbearable levels. Perhaps he should fill out the form to request discharge due to heat.
But before that, the omega had a prey to hunt, and as a good predator it didn't take him long to get hold of it, leaning back in the soft red leather couch, he savored the sweet flavored cream cakes, he was going to take advantage of his half hour of rest.
However, barely ten minutes had passed when his peace was destroyed, the coworker who had replaced him behind the bar entered with the mottled face typical of her species paler than it should, her voice nervous.
“JiMin oppa we have a problem”. She whispered hastily, looking nervously towards the door, as if she was afraid of being heard.
The omega looked at her with lazy eyes and an annoyed grimace, he had been about to take a nap now that his stomach was full, and he knew from experience that the woman used to exaggerate things, a very common tendency in his race of underground beings.
“What happened?” He asked, yawning, repositioning himself in the chair, a few seconds away from letting himself go to sleep.
“An employee of the Federation has entered the bar”.
That made Jimin's alarm bells go off. “What kind of employee?”
Things could get very ugly. Had someone tipped off that the rebels were here? What would he do to dissuade them and warn Tae and the others to leave through the back exit? Had they been found out and were they going to brand JiMin and his comrades as traitors to the Federation?
“A mercenary, oppa”.
“Shit.” JiMin growled, he could already feel his headache coming back with more intensity than before.
“What should we do?” She asked with a shaky voice. “Shall I call the boss?”
“No, I'll take care of it”. He replied to the omega getting up from the sofa and shaking his wings, he should stop lying over them. “Where is him?”
“He was coming straight to the bar, he should be waiting already.” She muttered embarrassed. JiMin patted her shoulder and looked at her with pity, it was not surprising that she had fled, her race was a regular prey for mercenaries. “Make sure the rest of the waiters don't come near, I'll try to make him leave”.
“Be careful oppa”. She said with teary eyes.
“Don't worry, it will be a piece of cake. I will have him in the palm of my hand in no time”. He answered with a wink.
It was time to bring out all the heavy artillery. Stretching out his wings, he left them half open behind him, allowing their purple gradient colors to show through, in an attempt at intimidation. When he left the service room, he immediately located his prey. He swallowed hard, he'd never tried to allure a Federation mercenary, but the stakes were high and he wasn't going to let everything he'd worked for the past few years go to shit.
Sighing for the last time, he smacked his cheeks and went to attend to the customer, a spicy aroma coming out of him strongly.
An alpha.
The mercenary was hidden under black steel armor, covering him from head to toe except for his head, which was in the open, the heavy helmet lying on the bar, threatening.
Jimin couldn't deny that the mercenary was beautiful, nor that the blood ran through his veins with more force at the emotion of thinking that he could play with him at will. Ahh… if everything went well, he would have a lot of material to pleasure himself for the next few weeks.
“Good evening, what can I serve you?”
The alpha looked at him with catlike eyes, raising an eyebrow but keeping his serious expression unchanged. They both knew he wasn't here for a drink.
“Your identification code please, I feel the need to file a complaint. Being so beautiful should be illegal.”
Jimin stood with his mouth open, not expecting the alpha to say such a phrase, keeping his stoic face and he couldn't help but let out a giggle that resounded in the now silence of the night bar, attracting the deadly looks of the rest of the customers. Smirking and leaning against the bar, he followed the bad flirtation of the alpha.
“I'm sorry, we don't have that, but I can offer you a drink that you will never forget.”
“What do you recommend to me?” The alpha asked with a hoarse voice, JiMin felt how his cold eyes of metallic black tones looked him from top to bottom.
Jimin once again perfectly prepared the drink that he had mastered over the months and placed it in front of the alpha, they both watched the liquid swirl in the glass cup, the purple fluid swirling from the warmth of the liquor, while sparkles flashed and moved inside it, making the drink seem like a dance of stars in the sky.
“ Shooting starlight glimmer .” Whispered the omega. “Enjoy it.”
After that, he winked at him and went off to clean the glasses that his partner had left on the counter half-washed. For the first time in months, the omega was interested in someone, but he wouldn't make it easy for him.
Jimin and his omega wanted to play.
Barely ten minutes had passed when the alpha waved his hand at him, JiMin knew that he wasn't calling him for a new round of drinks, he would finally know what the mercenary had come to do.
“Can I get you something else?” He asked, blinking slowly, feigning submission to gain the being's trust.
But it seemed that the alpha didn't fall for his trap, because he smirked and pushed the glass in his direction. “Hmm.” The stranger had a calculating glint in his eyes, both were playing to see who would drop their guard first. His next words threw Jimin off balance, who thought he would go straight to the point. “Sure, give me two more of these.”
The omega frowned slightly, when an alpha ordered two drinks, it was usually because someone else had caught his attention, and that put the omega in a bad mood, he thought he was luring the alpha.
Again, he handed over the two drinks, looking steadily at the mercenary's next move, and to his surprise, he returned one of them with a wink so quick that Jimin could swear he had imagined it.
“Please, my treat.” He said with a dry voice. “Conversations are always more pleasant when both parties have something to drink.”
This wasn't going the way Jimin expected. He was supposed to be the one to woo the alpha! Not the contrary. The omega had received multiple invitations and drinks during the time he had been working at the bar, but he had never accepted any until now.
With light hands he took the glass and took a sip, Jimin felt the alcohol go down his throat and leave a sweet aftertaste on his taste buds, he had to control himself or else he would drink too much and it could be a problem, on days close to his heat alcohol worked faster and took longer than usual to metabolize.
“I need to know if you've seen this alpha.” Suddenly said the mercenary, placing a holographic screen in front of JiMin, showing the image of a male anthropomorph.
“Sorry, we are not allowed to talk about confidential information.” Replied the omega returning the screen. “I can't help you in this case.”
“I insist.” He spoke in a cold voice. His eyes could cut through the most indestructible steel in the entire galaxy. “We all have a limit, what is your price?”
“And I repeat, we do not have permission to talk about our clients' information. I must reject your proposal and ask you to leave.”
“Is that the way to talk to a customer?” He asked mockingly. “Should I file a formal complaint?” The alpha searched on his uniform and continued. “Park JiMin-ssi.”
“I would not be infringing any rules of the place, since it seems that you have not come to drink and we are not a charity place to look for the prey that escapes from your hands, dogs of the federation.”
“You have a very sharp tongue”. He told him, a smile was beginning to form on his face. "Surely of your race, but could you keep up if you had something else to entertain your mouth?"
Jimin grunted and looked at him haughtily. “I don't like dogs, I'm sorry.”
The alpha laughed aloud and relaxed in his seat, his armor tightening on the other’s body, the omega having to squeeze his thigh under the bar to keep from looking too far.
“Are you that arrogant with all your clients? Or do you just live in that tower of narcissism believing that you are untouchable?” The Draco could glimpse a weapon between the plates of the alpha's armor.
“Are you threatening me?” He answered with eyes full of anger, stretching his wings and showing his fangs.
“Not at all, I just wanted to say that I have very effective methods that would get you off your pedestal and on your knees like the insatiable slut I know you are.”
The derogatory words should have repulsed him, yet he found himself clenching his legs to control his growing erection, the spicy scent of the alpha's arousal clouding his senses.
“The words are gone with the wind.” He replied, licking his lips. “You federation dogs have very big mouths, maybe you should measure what comes out of it.”
“Your words would be more credible if the aroma of your arousal was not covering the entire place. You think I can't smell your lube? Omega.”
JiMin's body shuddered, he felt his skin tingle with pleasure. Was everyone looking at him? Would all his regular customers be able to smell his lube? If they got closer to the bar, could they see his erection bulge out from under the silken fabric and the slick pool under his feet?
Jimin felt like he was spiraling into what would be the most powerful pre-heat of his life, and when the alpha leaned towards him, and spoke with his hoarse voice, the omega made a decision.
“What's wrong with you omega? Are you going to beg me to fuck you? I haven't even done anything and you're already panting like a dog in heat.”
It was humiliating and it was all the fault of his hormones, of course. With a shaky apology, he hurried away from the alpha.
With his pupils dilated, he found himself fleeing to the workers' bathroom, ignoring the angry glares from his regular customers and the angry scents. He needed to masturbate urgently or he would do something he would regret, like open his mouth more than necessary.
He slammed the door shut and hurried to the sink to wash his face under cold water.
His reflection in the mirror gave him a distorted image of reality, right? Who was the being that returned that lustful look? The one who was gasping for just exchanging a few words with a mercenary who could put an end to the lives of everyone who was in the place at that moment. Why were his legs shaking?
His erection throbbed against the fabrics and it was another reminder that he had been very close to losing control, he had to control himself and calm down to get out there again and throw the alpha out once and for all.
However, the spicy aroma of the alpha seemed to have entered his nostrils, becoming more intense with each passing moment and making Jimin bite his arm hard to silence the imminent moan that would have reverberated in the bathroom, and surely throughout the surroundings of it.
The omega could taste his sweet blood and felt how it slipped down his arm and dripped to the ground, waiting for the pain to make his mind come back to himself, again he saw that he was mistaken.
He was more aroused than before, and he couldn't help it anymore, with his fangs still buried in his skin, he growled and pulled his erection out of the fabric of his clothing, his dick covered in purple, blue and pink scales was thickened and red with need.
Wrapping his hand around it, he began to masturbate hard and fast, the wet noises of the pre-cum, now running all over his surface, resounding inside like a snap.
It was too hot inside the bathroom, the omega began to fight with his clothes, grunting with annoyance at being forced to let go of his cock, and with each passing moment his anger increased. The clothes got stuck in his wings and tail and he was unable to remove them completely.
His fight with himself was interrupted when the bathroom door opened and closed behind him, the sound of the lock resounding loudly inside, the omega didn't have the strength to turn around, letting out a quick and agitated breath.
“I was waiting for you to clear your mind and come back, but I see that you have decided to start the party by yourself.”
The thick voice of the alpha made him let out a groan and look over his shoulder, JiMin could feel the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the mercenary was taking off his armor, exposing his pale skin, he could see the plates of the alpha race protrude under their skin.
A Bladeserker.
A lethal and deadly race, with a body that by birth was already a weapon that could kill the toughest of colossi, JiMin could see the blades hidden under the skin of the other's arms. Despite being such different races, the alpha was bigger than Jimin, and that was like a low blow to his self-esteem. He was a Draco, they were supposed to be one of the largest races in the galaxy.
“Like what you see?” He asked mischievously. The alpha was naked, with his arms folded over his chest and his large cock dangling between his legs. A thousand scars were marked on his muscles, war wounds that told hundreds of stories that the omega would like to hear, his silver hair fell to his shoulders, giving his face a delicate appearance that was definitely a deceit.
Seeing the omega trapped between his clothes, he laughed once more and approached JiMin, ignoring the half-dragon's warning growl, the alpha slapped his ass hard, causing him to stop growling to let out a high-pitched moan. “Let me help you.”
The silk clothing tore as if it were paper between the mercenary's fingers, leaving the omega vulnerable in front of the alpha's calculating gaze, who did not hesitate to look at his entire body with hungry eyes.
Finding himself at that point, the omega decided to take control, he would be the one who would win and surpass the power of the alpha. No night stand had ever tamed the omega, and this time would be no different.
Turning around, he launched himself at the mercenary, catching him in his arms and pushing him against the door with all the strength he had, panting, the heat of his body was so high that he feared he had gone into heat, however the alpha only gave him an amused grin and reversed their positions with overwhelming ease.
The omega's face ended up glued to the sink while the alpha held his hair with one hand and squeezed the back of his neck with the other.
“I have to correct you on something you told me before.” He whispered sardonically in his ear. “I am not a simple ‘dog of the Federation’. I am THE dog that trains others.”
JiMin shuddered, realizing for the first time that he was in trouble. Having a confrontation with a mercenary was already dangerous, but facing the leader of the mercenaries? It was a death sentence.
“And I have come here in search of information.” The alpha pulled his hair hard to make their eyes meet. “And I won't leave without it, I already told you that I have effective methods to make you talk.”
“Keep dreaming.” He growled in annoyance, trying to break out of his unbreakable grip.
“Oh believe me, when I'm done with you I'll be the only thing you can think about.” He purred in his ear. “You will not be able to look at yourself in a mirror without cumming. Get ready omega, it will be an unforgettable night.”
JiMin could barely respond as the alpha's hands disappeared from his head to forcefully tie a piece of cloth from the Draco's clothing in his hands, preventing the omega from using his ever-growing claws, immobilizing him.
“Let the game begin, JiMin-ah.”
Contrary to what the omega feared, the mercenary didn't touch him after saying that sentence, moving away when Jimin's body tensed with fear. Those seconds felt like an eternity.
"Aren't you going… to…?" He began to ask with a dry mouth.
“I won't do anything if you're scared.” He said with a serious voice. “I may be shit as a living being, and I'll be a murderer, but take advantage of an omega without his consent? No way. So relax, precious, and let yourself go.”
More relieved by his words, the omega breathed through his nose and tried to relax. When his aroma of fear stopped spreading through the bathroom, the alpha went back to stand behind him, beginning to run over his skin gently, or as gently as hands hardened from the battlefield and riddled with calluses and scars could.
It was as if the alpha was adoring every inch of his skin, as if it were a gem, the light caresses were little by little managing to return the omega to his previous mental state of arousal.
How long had it been since his body was worshiped like that? When was the last time someone had taken the time to gently caress his skin? The mercenary's hands were agile and seemed to know where to touch to make the omega's receptor nerves hypersensitive, and he began to gasp once more, feeling his erection throb again with interest and need.
The alpha slowly seemed satisfied with his initial exploration, unhesitatingly directing his hands to the Draco's chest, where his thick, elongated fingers found his pierced nipples and began to play with them.
The caresses had gone from being the touches of a feather to becoming the instrument of torture that the mercenary was using to give him pleasure. The alpha did not hesitate to pull and twist his reddened nipples, squeezing his bulky breasts, typical of a healthy and athletic body. With each tug on his piercings JiMin could barely control his ever louder moans.
"I've only just started and you're already this excited." He said hoarsely. “Are you always so needy or do you open your legs for each client that offers it to you?”
“Go to be swallowed by a black hole. Bastard.” The omega growled, feeling the spit accumulate in his mouth as he felt a new pull from his perforations.
“Those are not ways to talk to a customer, JiMin-ah.” He answered by giving an excessively strong tug that made the omega's legs double over in pain. “I should teach you manners.”
“Try it you piece of shit.”
The alpha smacked his lips and proceeded to slap Jimin's ass, the hit echoing loudly inside the bathroom, while the mercenary watched with satisfaction as the omega's skin turned from caramel to red.
Dodging the Draco's muscular tail, he spanked again. “Behave omega. I have trained beings more fiercer than you. Your tail and wings don’t scare me.”
“They should, damn son of a bitch, if I can get my hands free…”
The omega didn't finish his sentence when two more blows made him moan again and growl.
“When I finish with you tonight you will be nothing more than a little kitten in my hands.” He said digging his fingers into his hip, regardless of whether he hurt him. “Obedient, as I like them.”
After that, he pushed again on the omega's neck and continued to hit JiMin's ass, until there was no trace of unbruised skin and moans were mixed with sobs.
“S-stop, please.” He said in a soft voice.
“Do you really want me to stop?” He asked mockingly. “I can see the slick dripping from your ass, omega, you're dripping so much there's a puddle under our feet.”
JiMin could only sob once more, feeling his body tremble in anticipation of a new blow.
“Do you think I'm going to break you, omega?” He told him, returning to attend to the swollen, hardened nipples, as if they were waiting for the mercenary's cruel caresses again. “We both know that you can take more than this, much more. Don't you long to feel the dominance of someone stronger than you? Someone who knows how to give you the pleasure you deserve and makes you submit to the art of pain.”
A groan was the only response from the Draco.
“You think I can't smell your arousal? Do you think I can't see your little dick dripping and shaking after every stroke? Your thighs tightening in a futile attempt to give you pleasure. Do you think I can't see how you bite your lips to keep from letting out the moans and screams you crave?”
“I'm not going to let myself go... I'm not going to bow down before you.” The omega growled, his fighting spirit and dominance struggling to maintain control of his mind, trying to salvage the little pride he had left for being bended in front of an alpha, when he was the one who always took control of his pleasure and what he wanted.
“You can talk all you want, sweetheart.” He purred at him. “But we both know that sooner or later you will surrender to pleasure. I will make you discover a new facet of yourself that you didn’t know, I will bend you to the pleasure that my hands can give you and I will make you want more, much more.”
“I am not one of your dogs, mercenary.” He spat at him, struggling with the tying of his hands.
“We'll see.”
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For what seemed like the next few hours, the alpha dedicated himself to beating and caressing every part of his body, there was not a fragment of skin that the mercenary had not licked, bitten and marked with his fists, consuming the omega in a delirium of pleasure in which he had not taken long to fall prisoner.
Each lick, each blow, each bite, were a quenchless source of pleasure for the omega, who despite trying to control himself and maintain his pride, had not taken long to lose himself in a submissive mental space, induced by his lover's expert touches.
His pleasure had been building for what seemed like hours, intense. But the alpha, despite everything, had not yet given him what he most craved. He didn't give him the release that his hypersensitive body was crying out for.
The alpha had not deigned to caress his penis or to touch his entrance, more and more inflamed and dripping. JiMin could feel his slick hitting the floor in an obscene splash, clogging the bathroom with his scent of arousal and sex, which he was sure could be felt on the other side of the metal door.
A new moan left his lips as the alpha squeezed hard at the base of his tail, making JiMin think he was going to break his bones.
“Please... please.” Panting.
“Please what?” He said, giving a few more blows to his ass, the pain causing his cock to crash against the wet sink.
“Touch me…”
“I'm touching you omega.” He replied, licking his ear. “Where was that proud omega who told me he was not going to beg? I can see in your face how insatiable you are. Who were you trying to fool with that nice omega facade? Did you want all those customers to push you against the bar and fill you with their pitiful dicks?”
Jimin flinched and felt the spit fall from his mouth uncontrollably, his eyes wanting to roll back into his head.
“Answer omega!” He roared at him, pulling at his hair and drawing a groan of pain, his scalp seeming to be on fire. He pulled his head until Jimin could see himself reflected in the bathroom mirror, until the omega could see his face distorted by pleasure and lost in the cloud of excitement.
Jimin didn't recognize himself.
A new tug made him react and he began to moan, a burning ball pulsing inside his chest and stomach.
“Yeah!” He yelled, feeling his eyes cloud over and made him see white. “I want all of them to see me! Let them take me hard against that bar and cum all over me! Inside of me! When I work I just think about how good it would feel to ride them all!”
Saying out loud what he had always wanted in the depths of his being felt like a release, as if a tidal wave of pleasure ran through his veins and made him feel fucking good.
“Look at yourself JiMin, look and discover yourself. Discover and control what you want, what you always needed.” He said with a tone similar to affection. “Does it feel good to be yourself? Does it feel good to have what you always wanted?”
“Yeah. Yes alpha.” He moaned once more, drinking in the reflection that the piece of glass returned to him, the image of who the omega really was, an ethereal and beautiful being when he lost himself in carnal pleasure.
“Maybe you should go to one of the brothels in town.” The alpha said with a silky voice. “Maybe you should work there, surely you would be the most requested whore. How many knots could you take until your ass loses its shape? Until it's just a dirty hole available to all who can throw a little money in your face. Would that make you feel good?”
“Yeah!” Jimin yelled with tears in his eyes.
“Yes what”.
“Yes, alpha.” The younger one whimpered, feeling the flames of pleasure build up in his belly. “Alpha… Alpha!”
“Well done JiMin, call out my name, YoonGi.”
“Alpha… YoonGi!” The pleasure was overwhelming Jimin, he felt that he was falling into a pit of endless pleasure, he felt that his climax was going to be so violent that he would lose consciousness.
However, a rough hand encircled his cock and squeezed so hard that the pain snapped him out of his stupor, cutting off his long-awaited climax.
JiMin sobbed the alpha's name, lost in his mind clouded by pain and pleasure.
“The training is not over yet, omega.” He growled at him. “And you definitely haven't earned the right to cum.”
“Please, alpha.” He whined, turning his head towards him, licking his lips.
YoonGi did not hesitate to take his hot mouth, to dominate it and mark it as his, licking his tongue and biting his lips until he drew blood and turned the kiss into a bloody mess.
The omega's mouth was sweet, a fucking paradise that the alpha was taking as his own, dominating and bending the omega's strength, making him obedient and submissive, making JiMin dependent on and obeying the alpha's every move.
Between kisses, the alpha said words and compliments to the minor, congratulating him. “Good boy.”
The omega trembled in his arms, eagerly drinking the sweet words. Training JiMin was going to be an absolute blast, the alpha told himself. There was nothing that caused him more pleasure than taming a beast like the Draco, until he was at his feet, panting like the whore in heat that he was, he wanted the omega to give himself to him, to receive him with submission that he should have.
That he came with just an order from the alpha. YoonGi had found his perfect submissive, and he would take his time to educate him to his liking. It would introduce him to a world that the omega never imagined, and from which he would never want to escape.
A world of pleasure that only YoonGi could give him, where the omega could be himself and let go calmly and safely, where JiMin was adored as the beautiful being that he was.
YoonGi wanted to give him everything, and at the same time he wanted to break him into a thousand pieces, until the omega didn't want anyone other than him.
“My omega is behaving very well, I think he deserves a reward.”
JiMin trembled in ecstasy and pressed against the alpha's chest, wanting to feel the burning erection against his lower back. He wanted to have that great member inside him, breaking him from the inside, marking him and molding his insides to his shape.
The omega wanted to belong to him, and the thought didn't terrify him as he once imagined. Why had he been so afraid to give himself up to an alpha? Why had he refused to receive the pleasure he so deserved?
“Because you had not found your perfect alpha.” Yoongi replied, making the omega realize that he had spoken out loud.
JiMin moaned once more and arched against the mercenary, shuddering at the feel of YoonGi's colder skin, the omega felt fire running through his veins. The emotions coursing through his body were visceral and felt like powerful electrical shocks through his nerves.
The omega was going to go crazy if he didn't get his release soon.
“Alpha… alpha.” He whimpered continuously, as if his mind wasn't capable of conjuring anything other than the other's subgender and his name.
“Calm down omega, I haven't forgotten your reward.” He purred at him in a husky, passion-laden voice. “Come on, enjoy it.”
YoonGi, carelessly inserted two fingers into the Draco's throbbing channel, eliciting a high-pitched squeal from the omega, who jerked, feeling his insides being opened forcefully and carelessly.
Its silken walls pulsed and clung with a wet splash to the mercenary's calloused fingers. He gasped at the sudden deprivation of oxygen, JiMin felt like he was suffocating on the raw emotions in his body.
“Do you feel how your body clenches me?” He said, biting his shoulder carelessly. “I've barely given you two fingers and your interior doesn't want to let go. Do you like the reward for being such a good boy?”
JiMin whimpered and tried to swallow through his dry throat. “Yes, yes alpha. More, please.”
“As you have been so polite I suppose you deserve a little more, my good boy.”
The alpha began to move his hand forcefully, his fingers opening against the burning walls of JiMin's channel, easily finding that button of nerves that made the omega let out a broken scream that echoed loudly in the bathroom, slick dripping from his ass as if it were a waterfall.
JiMin felt so fucking good, feeling how the alpha's thick, long fingers pounded into his insides without a care, making their way into him, claiming and marking his insides as his.
The constant caresses and blows of the now four fingers against his prostate were making the omega rush again at great speed into the void of climax, JiMin could already feel it in his fingers and the tips of his wings, however before he could came, the alpha stopped touching him once more, leaving the Draco at the gates of pleasure.
The omega cried and whimpered for the loss of the fingers inside him, feeling his channel violently throbbing as he felt empty. JiMin leaned forward, trying to get the alpha's attention, in a silent invitation to get back into him, shaking his sore ass, and hoping his abused entrance would be in full view of the other.
However, YoonGi started the torturous touches on his body again, squeezing his muscles again, harder, leaving the mark of his fingers.
“It's not the time for you to cum yet, omega." He whispered to him. “You will only do it when I’m buried so deep in you, that you will feel that you are nothing more than a hole for my pleasure.”
“Please, please alpha.” He said with a distorted voice and tears falling down his cheeks. “I'm a good boy, please.”
“You are?” He asked caressing the membranes and cartilage of his wings.
JiMin nodded hard and fast, wanting to feel the release he craved so much and it was beginning to cause his muscles to cramp.
YoonGi laughed in a hoarse voice and squeezed hard at the base of his wings, where they joined his back, drawing a cry of pain from JiMin. “I haven't finished training you yet, omega. Only I will decide when you are a good boy, hm?”
The omega whimpered, intense pain turning to pleasure, pooling in his lower belly and running through his swollen erection. He was unable to say anything, feeling that he had let the alpha down.
YoonGi started his explorations again. When he finished with JiMin that night, there wouldn't be a piece of skin left that hadn't been abused and scarred by him, and that had the alpha fucking hard.
He was so close already, just a little more and he would finish breaking JiMin's barriers. Only then would he make him his.
Catching the slick dripping down the omega's sticky wet thighs with his fingers, the mercenary brought them to the Draco's face and slammed them into his eager mouth, driving them past the half-dragon's throat and causing him to gag.
However, the omega began to suck and lick eagerly, wanting and enjoying the alpha's fingers inside him, savoring his sweet omega lubricant, JiMin felt his toes squirm with pleasure, the spicy taste of the alpha soaking into his tongue and throat.
Being marked once again.
“Very good my little one.” He said licking the back of his ear. “Show me how much you love having my fingers inside you. Would you eat my dick with that interest too?”
The omega let out a choking sound of affirmation, continuing to suck and lick the digits, moving his head quickly wanting to feel them deeper, wanting to suffocate with them and never let them leave his throat again.
“Like this, suck my fingers, little one. You are so perfect, so good to me.”
The compliments were making JiMin's mind melt like butter, the omega wanted to purr with happiness hearing how good he was for his alpha, happy to know that he was serving him well and how he wanted.
Jimin wanted to be good for him, only for him.
Wrapping his tail around the alpha's leg, JiMin moved his bound hands trying to push YoonGi's arm further against his face, whimpering sadly as the slick drained from the alpha's fingers.
YoonGi chuckled softly. “Do you want more, my little insatiable?”
JiMin nodded and licked the alpha's palm, looking at him with lost eyes and his pupil so dilated that he could barely see the whites of his reptilian eyes. The alpha could feel the sweat dripping down their bodies, the mist coming out of the Draco's mouth fogging the glass in front of them, his dragon part definitely too present in him.
With wet fingers, the alpha stroked his cock and covered his fingers in his thick pre-cum, placing his hand back in front of the younger's mouth, who let out a needy cry and shoved his fingers back into his mouth.
He didn't even lick up the alpha's pre-cum, making sure to spread it down his throat, marking himself as the mercenary's property. JiMin felt himself lose consciousness as the thick, strong taste of the alpha invaded his nostrils and throat.
The omega had lost.
And YoonGi knew when JiMin's body leaned against him, his wings closing behind him, beginning what the mercenary knew was the mating dance of the race, the omega had fully accepted him.
He had been trained at last.
“JiMin-ah.” He called out to him, causing the omega to whimper in response. “I'm going to take you now.”
YoonGi released the Draco's hands, watching as the omega rushed to move his claws towards his ass and open it for him, waiting, while his throat continued to swallow his fingers, as if he were tasting the best of delicacies.
“Good boy, my little one.” He told him with a hypnotic and soft voice. “It's time for you to show how good you are, right?”
The omega nodded again, as he arched his body, waiting for the alpha to take him and start the mating. YoonGi smiled mischievously and looked at the throbbing entrance of the omega, he had hit the jackpot.
The union of their bodies was violent, like the explosion of a star. The previous preparation had not been enough to accommodate the mercenary's large erection, which forced its way through the smooth skin, making the omega choke on his fingers.
They both felt how the inside of the omega trembled and was flooded with the thick slick, the silken walls molding themselves to the alpha's shape, eagerly accepting it inside.
Both of them were dizzy from the intense emotion of joining their bodies for the first time, the alpha knew that the omega's mind was completely his when the half-dragon began to move with speed, despite the fact that he had probably ripped his insides from his violent entrance.
But no one paid any attention to it, lost in the intense pleasure of the carnal union, feeling that they could touch the ends of the universe due to the high compatibility of their mating, the alpha's pre-cum was marking intensely inside JiMin.
No one could get back into the omega, except for him.
The Draco was his, and no one else's.
“My omega, my good boy.” He told him over and over again. “You take me so well, you are perfect for me. Only for me.”
YoonGi had taken his fingers out of the Draco's throat, despite his whining noise, but he could listen with satisfaction as his moans grew louder, losing himself in the pleasure of the strong thrusts and flattery.
“Alpha, alpha, my alpha.” He repeated in a high-pitched voice. His body trembling from the intense thrusts, the splash and blows of his hips resounded strongly around them, and the alpha's hands held onto JiMin's hips, moving him at will on his thick cock. “So big, so good.”
“That's right, just for you baby. It's all yours, now and forever.”
His words resounded inside the bathroom, like an echo that entered the omega's mind and was repeated endlessly. Finally fulfilling the submission of the omega, finally allowing him to completely surrender to the pleasure that his alpha gave him.
Protecting the mercenary with his trembling wings, Jimin began to scream in pleasure with each blow inside him, his eyes staring at the ceiling blurriedly, wrapped in the thick aroma of sex and arousal.
“Do you want all the customers to know how well I'm fucking you? My little whore, let them know who owns you. Let them know who is the only one who will be able to use your dirty hole from now on.”
“Alpha... alpha. YoonGi!” He was screaming uncontrollably, content to let his screams slip out of the bathroom, the excitement of knowing that his regulars were listening as the alpha relentlessly drilled into him, getting deeper, deeper.
JiMin felt the hard erection forcefully dig into his guts, the alpha was rearranging his interior to his liking, molding him to his shape and size, relentlessly pounding against the entrance of his cloaca, waiting for the moment to go through it and enter his uterus.
JiMin wanted him to do it, he wanted every part of his insides to belong to the alpha, he wanted his seed to enter and germinate in his womb. He wanted it all.
Their cries of pleasure were uncontrollable, and the alpha knew he was close, it was now or never.
“Omega.” Ordered. “Did you see the alpha in the photo?”
And JiMin had never sung so fast in his life, all the information the alpha was looking for and more. The omega yelled it all out as YoonGi buried himself hard against his prostate, he talked until the alpha was satisfied.
“My good boy.” He said biting on his neck. “Obedient and good, alpha will now give you your reward.”
And JiMin, panting and expectant like a bitch in heat, shuddered screaming for more, screaming for the alpha to fill him up, to take him.
“All alpha, take all you want.” He said with his mind lost in the clutches of pleasure, stretching his neck in front of the alpha, in absolute submission.
YoonGi began to lick on the omega’s gland, grunting with satisfaction at JiMin's compliance.
“I told you that I would make you come down from that pedestal of self-centeredness.” He smacked his ass once more, adding new marks to the reddened ones from before. “I told you that I would train you like my dogs.”
“Yes, yes alpha, I was a fool. Please.” He repeated with his body in ecstasy, why had he refused this pleasure?
Satisfied with his omega's submission, the alpha continued with his violent thrusts against the Draco's cloaca, feeling how the sphincter that protected the half-dragon's belly gave up more and more.
YoonGi expected the omega to cum at any moment, not wanting to stop him anymore, however he was surprised when the omega's cock just shuddered, without releasing JiMin's seed, as if he was waiting for something.
The alpha bit the omega's shoulder again and watched with satisfaction how JiMin's dick released a stream of pre-cum, satisfied that the Draco was aroused by the pain. He definitely couldn't have found a better submissive.
“Are you ready?”
The broken voice of the younger begged him to continue, to take that place that he had never given to any alpha, a virgin only for him and his seed.
The screams of the youngest were increasing, they seemed to have no end, they resounded and fed the pleasure and energy of the alpha, who swore that he was going to have the best orgasm in years, in a hole that he himself had trained and that would be his alone. For all eternity.
Quickly, when he felt the head of his cock go through the sphincter, he moved his hands and clamped them on Jimin's head again, one of them pulling his hair and the other grabbing his throat.
With renewed strength, he tore through the virgin hole and began to thrust into the omega's soft belly. feeling how the interior opened up for him. JiMin went crazy with pleasure and clamped his hands tightly on the alpha's arm.
His claws dug into his hardened skin, cutting wounds and dripping blood, which joined the pool of liquid over and below them.
“Look omega, look how well your body receives me.”
JiMin almost lost consciousness when his cloudy eyes looked down, contemplating how his belly bulged with each alpha's thrust, feeling how the mercenary's hard member molded his insides like hot butter, profaning and marking that sacred place where his offspring would grow.
The omega kept wanting more pleasure, more pain, feeling fuller, screaming more.
More more more.
He felt so close, as if there was only a thin thread under him preventing him from falling into the dark void under his feet, that place that thundered and wanted to catch him in its claws so as not to let him escape anymore, and still, unable to let himself fall.
It was at that moment, when his screams stopped coming out, the pressure of the alpha's hand on his windpipe so strong that not even air got in.
JiMin felt like he was dying, the intense pain in his guts had joined the suffocation that was increasing, unable to breathe, he could only open his mouth and wish that the mercenary would squeeze harder, to fill him with his thick seed.
His eyes burned from the pressure caused by his hand, his head ached and trembled with a strong pain inside his skull, his face began to turn blue from the lack of oxygen, wrapped in pleasure, JiMin wouldn’t care if he really died, as long as it was in the alpha's strong arms.
And when YoonGi's cock inflamed in his belly, the thread under him finally broke, launching him into such a powerful climax that he lost consciousness for a few moments. His cock exploded in a way he had never experienced, wave after wave of aching pleasure making him come with the force of all the orgasms he had been denied throughout the night. His cum splashing uncontrollably against the sink, the mirror and his own chest.
The alpha’s knot grew at the entrance of the cloaca and released its strong blades, piercing the tender skin of the belly, preventing any drop of cum from escaping the fertile cavity, releasing stream after stream of hot semen, rapidly filling the omega's womb and making it bulge out as if it had at least half a dozen eggs inside it.
Only then did YoonGi release the pressure on the omega's windpipe and they both gasped, wanting to catch their breath.
The strength left Jimin's legs, and they both fell to the ground still united in the depth of the omega's body, the half-dragon purring in his unconsciousness and protecting the bulging belly as if he were carrying his children at that moment.
The alpha's cock continued to release cum sporadically, until finally the knot deflated and he was able to get out of the hot cavity, not without some disgust. But his annoyance subsided when he felt how the cloaca closed with force at his exit, with no intention of letting any drop of the seed escape.
“My good boy.” He told him, making the omega open his eyes and look at him with incredible satisfaction and desire, as if he wanted to start over again. “You are an insatiable bitch.”
“Only for you alpha.” He said with a dry voice, surely it would take him a week to recover his voice.
Proud for having gotten such a good sub, YoonGi took advantage of the condition of his race, and took his still hard cock and masturbated in front of the omega's greedy eyes, who opened his mouth and let out his pink tongue.
The second orgasm came with speed and power, releasing abundantly on JiMin's face, mouth and body, who seemed to fall into ecstasy as he felt the fluid marking him in the traditional way.
The alpha felt his magnetic bracelet vibrate on his wrist and growled in annoyance, playtime was over. Advancing towards the omega, who licked up his semen greedily and hungrily, and stepped on his small dick, that was beginning to swell again, drawing a groan of pain out of the omega.
“Don't forget where your place is, omega. Never forget who you belong to.”
The omega nodded and continued licking up the cum with lost eyes, whimpering as he watched the alpha leave through the bathroom door.
“We'll play again soon, omega.”