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A deep sigh escaped the alpha's lips as he paused from his paperwork and leaned back on the leather chair, a faraway look in his eyes as he was lost in thought.
He couldn't even appreciate the pleasant weather outside—the warm sun, the crisp scent of the earth, and the breeze carrying the freshness of spring, bringing a sense of contentment to those it caresses. With a small crowd fluttering about, the bustle of the streets created a comforting atmosphere.
Ever since Shaoyou's pregnancy with little peanut, he's been experiencing a number of things that leave him dumbfounded, to say the least.
At the top of the list, moodswings. Gosh, hormones are scary. He never thought he would ever experience the feeling of jealousy, but seeing Hua Yong—the supposed cold, unkind, and inhuman little emperor of Country P—smiling at his friends while being called "little sister-in-law" made jealousy bloom inside him.
Though an hour later, Hua Yong showed him just how much being considered Mrs. Sheng delighted him.
The enigma coaxed his alpha until his eyes went hazy from desire, fucking him gently while showering him with kisses until dawn.
Secondly, morning sickness. Being the S-Class alpha that he is, his biology was not made to carry offspring. Hence the resulting morning sickness from the pregnancy took quite a toll on his body, heaving as he does over the toilet in the early hours of the day. Adding that to the fact that the pregnancy was making him more lethargic and easily fatigued didn't help. Although, the shared abilities from the permanent mark did at least alleviate some discomfort.
Thirdly, those absolutely ridiculous cravings. The memory of waking up in the middle of the night, craving pickles with peanut butter of all things still has him shivering from the horror of it. He'd only heard of it when he overheard his employees talking about their pregnancy, but to actually experience it? The alpha was simply at a loss.
Last but not the least, and the one that troubles him the most, his rather... heightened sex drive.
Don't get him wrong, Shaoyou would consider himself higher than others in that regard; he is a S-Class alpha after all, it's to be expected.
He's not the least bit ashamed that he got around in the past. The relationships were consented by both parties, and his partners got paid back handsomely in return—whether that be in money, connections or favors.
But currently? His urges are off the roof, much to Hua Yong's delight.
In one moment, the alpha would be doing something then in the next, he's suddenly horny.
The amount of times this has happened as of late is too many to count on his ten fingers.
There was even an instance where he was in a meeting with the lab personnel for progress reports, and he spaced out in between because he was fantasizing himself cock warming Hua Yong, imagining the feeling of being deliciously filled up...
Shaoyou felt his face heat up from embarrassment. What was he, a nymphomaniac!? He was practically acting like a harlot! The alpha despaired as he ran his hand through his hair.
These are—for better or for worse—what Shaoyou's experienced so far, amongst other things.
The alpha's gaze flitted outside. Noticing the sundown through the windows of his office, the alpha looked at the time on his watch. Seeing that it was already approaching evening, Shaoyou gathered his briefcase, getting ready to go home.
When the alpha arrived at the penthouse, he took a quick shower and changed into his usual selection of silk pajamas, droplets of water clinging to the tips of his hair.
Shaoyou climbed on the king sized bed and got himself comfortable, humming as he leaned on the padded headboard then grabbed a book from the nightstand.
He'd usually read a book or do some minor work on the sofa in the living room, indulging in some tea as he waits for his enigma to come home.
Speaking of his enigma, Shaoyou recalled Hua Yong's text from the afternoon telling him he'll be coming home later than usual, but not enough to miss dinner—he still does some work despite being on a 3-year sabbatical.
Despite Hua Yong's rather carefree nature, he's actually quite meticulous. Well, he supposes being titled the little emperor of a country at the tender age of twenty-three didn't exactly come out of nowhere, especially since Country P is infamous for being practically lawless.
As he does his reading, the alpha sinks into the enveloping mix of their shared scents floating from the silk sheets. The pleasant, floral orchid of Hua Yong's scent always eases the tension in his muscles, making him feel like a cat basking in the warm sunlight, calming him.
The gentleness of the scent complemented the enigma's usual ethereal, delicate appearance.But Shaoyou knew just how heady and intoxicating the orchids could get at the peak of Hua Yong's rut, suffocating his senses at the force of it and setting his nerves alight.
The alpha huffed, annoyed with the heat beginning to simmer in his stomach from the memory.
Well, he supposes jerking off while waiting wouldn't be too bad.
Shaoyou closes the book and puts it on the nightstand, getting under the covers as he does.He turns on his side, sliding a hand under his underwear, and starts languidly stroking his soft cock, eyes drifting close.
The alpha moaned softly into the sheets as he rubbed his thighs together, slowly chasing his pleasure. Searching for his mate's scent, his other hand finds the pillow Hua Yong slept on—where his scent is strongest—and nuzzles it against his nose, inhaling deeply.
Shaoyou curls around the pillow, a soft, almost inaudible whimper leaving his lips as he feels slick slowly trickle from his hole.
Droplets of sweat begin to pool at the dip of his lower back, temperature rising as his pheromones leaked, permeating through the air and encasing the room in orange blossoms tinged with milk.
His mind's starting to get hazy from the single-minded focus to quench the simmering heat in his gut, the alpha's lashes trembling against his cheek. "Hua Yong..." Shaoyou calls out, voice raspy from arousal.
Feeling a persistent itch from his inner walls, he frantically pulls his pants and underwear down to his knees, a desperate edge in his movements, breath coming out in soft pants.
Finally free from the constraints of fabric, the alpha brings his hand to his leaking hole, finger tips ghosting against the rim.
Disgruntled, he shoves his finger inside and hums, wishing it was Hua Yong's longer, slender one instead. Shaoyou moans into the pillow from the pressure as the ring of muscles clenched on his digit, and adds another finger. He strokes his now fully hard cock in tandem with his fingers, a litany of ahs and mhmms spilling from his parted lips.
The alpha soon spurts cum in his hand, pulling the other out from his softened entrance. Gasping, his cock twitched from the gentle sparks pricking at his scalp.
Shaoyou lay pliant, sighing softly, basking in the contentment of his release, muscles loosening from being sated.
As his pulse slowed down from the adrenaline, mixed with the mellow, lulling warmth of the sheets, the alpha's eyes grew heavy. Too exhausted to keep them open, he lets them droop, eyelashes tickling his cheek as his breath evened out.
Without realizing, he dozed off.
Hua Yong steps through the door of their penthouse, exhaling deeply. Glad to be finally back home.
He's supposed to be pouring his undying affection to Mr. Sheng—especially now that the alpha is pregnant. But of course, someone's incompetence just had to get ahead of themselves and ended up making a mistake that needed his attention to fix, thus separating him from his Mr. Sheng longer than he'd like to.
He thinks back to when he received Chang Yu's message saying "boss, there's some urgent business". The enigma's eyes narrowed as he read the message, irked.
Hua Yong usually leaves the company in his secretary's capable hands, still maintaining his reputation as the mysterious chairman of X Holdings.
So for Chang Yu to contact him—thus disturbing his precious time for his alpha—the situation must really be pressing.
But no matter, what's important is that he's finally home. He can go pout to Mr. Sheng and askdemand for kisses. Hua Yong thinks happily, the corners of his lips curling into a pleased smile.
Noticing the still atmosphere of the living room, Hua Yong smiled to himself, knowing just where to find his alpha. The enigma leisurely walked to the bedroom door, opening it gently.
Inside lay his alpha, swallowed by the silk sheets, the sparkle of city lights reflecting from the window creating a soft, evening glow. Shaoyou slept with a peaceful countenance, the glow softening his usually sharp features—the slope of his nose, the curve of his lips, the slant of his brows—making him look angelic.
Hua Yong stepped inside and headed to the bathroom, quickly freshening up. He changed into matching silk pajamas with Shaoyou, the flowy material resting low on his chest.
He slowly crept to his alpha's side, careful not to rouse the sleeping beauty. He gazed at him with honeyed eyes, full of bottomless adoration for the man he's loved for more than fifteen years.
His hands reached out, lifting the sheets to lie behind the alpha only to stop dead in his tracks, eyebrows raising in surprise.
Underneath the covers, Shaoyou's pants and underwear were pulled down to his thighs, exposing his smooth, plump bottom. The pink opening nestled in between twitched as the cool air caressed it.
The scent of orchids spiked at the sight, a heady hint of arousal swirling within.
Had Mr. Sheng been masturbating?
The enigma's eyes then spotted the drying semen on Shaoyou's hands, an answer to his question.
"Hoo..." The enigma closed his eyes and let out a deep breath, gathering himself. As much as he wanted to pounce on the temptation before him, Shaoyou is sleeping. He's not that perverted as to disturb his resting mate. (He is, he's just being considerate)
He really regrets having come home late today.
Ignoring his slight hard on, Hua Yong grabs some tissues from the nightstand and carefully wipes Shaoyou's hands. The alpha didn't so much as stir in the process, clearly spent.
Tossing the soiled tissues in the bin, Hua Yong grabs Shaoyou's bottoms and slides it back in place, patting his butt as he did. He joins his alpha under the covers and spoons him, placing a kiss on his scent gland, right where his permanent mark lay.
Hua Yong closed his eyes as he relished in the citrusy scent of orange blossoms tinged with milk, and let sleep take over.
Shaoyou slowly stirred awake, lashes fluttering open as his eyes blinked into focus. He immediately noted the warmth of the chest engulfing him in its embrace, belonging to his mate.
He shuffled closer to Hua Yong's neck, closer to the source of orchids, a gentle smile on his lips. Inhaling deeply, he pressed parted lips on the warm hollow of the enigma's neck, drinking in his scent.
The alpha stayed like that for a while, just breathing in, his fist curled on the enigma's chest.
Warmth slowly crept to his cheeks, body thrumming with simmering heat. A faint purr reverberated through the alpha's chest as he nosed around the crook of his mates neck, mind fogging over.
Yet again, his body was letting him know of its needs as embers of heat pooled below his navel.
Grunting, Shaoyou furrowed his eyebrows, the still rational part of his mind protesting, nagging at him about the shameful act he's about to do. However, he's past the point of shame, being pregnant and all. Besides, it's the enigma's fault that he's like this in the first place, so.
The alpha looks down between them, throat unconsciously bobbing at the sight of Hua Yong's length tenting through his underpants.
'He's hard? Hmph, must be good to be young.'
Shaoyou slowly hoisted his leg, hooking it over Hua Yong's hips, bottom grazing over his crotch. A shudder runs down his spine as he feels the warmth of Hua Yong's semi-flacid cock permeating through the silk. His gaze fell on the innocent-looking Hua Yong, unaware of what his alpha is up to—very much not looking like the eager pervert that impregnated him.
Shaoyou mentally clicks his tongue. ‘Tsk, did his pervertedness rub off on him?’
Slowly, carefully, so as not to wake the sleeping enigma, Shaoyou rolls his hips to grind against Hua Yong's crotch. A closed off moan vibrated from his throat as his eyelids fell close, hips bucking against the enigma's hardening cock.
Shaoyou lets out a small gasp that melts into a whimper as he feels the telltale sign of slick dripping from his entrance, seeping through the material of his underpants.
He quickens his pace, a frantic note to his movements. The alpha's breath came in hot, desperate pants. "Nghhh..." a nasal moan rumbled through his throat, every touch against the searing shaft igniting sparks in his veins.
Slick flowed in rivulets from his hole, the area around his butt soaked through; a sliver of the sticky substance connected to the damp spot on the enigma's crotch.
"...What are you doing?" Asked the voice above him, velvety and raspy with sleep.
Shaoyou freezed, slowly tilting his chin up to look at Hua Yong. The alpha had half the mind to feel guilty being caught red handed, but decided that if the enigma was responsible for this, he might as well indulge.
"You're awake?" Asked Shaoyou, feigning obliviousness to the damp mess below their waist, doe eyes innocently blinking up at his mate.
Hua Yong stared back, orchids flaring intoxicatingly at the thought of Shaoyou using him to satisfy his needs, his arms tightening around the alpha. The alpha moans at the surge of pheromones, hips rolling unconsciously . "Urgh, ah..."
With swift movements, Hua Yong abruptly changed their position, placing the pregnant alpha sitting on top of him, directly above his aching cock. He promptly rid them of their clothes, leaving bare skin glistening with sweat.
"Don't mind me, baobei. Carry on." Said the enigma, hands gripping Shaoyou's pale hips just shy of bruising. He fondled the soft flesh gained from the pregnancy, hands reverent.
In his heat hazed mind, Shaoyou rubs Hua Yong's cock between his dripping cheeks, coating the shaft with slick—wet and sloppy.The alpha's movements were sluggish, hindered by lethargy and the small bump—but no less desperate in their wake.
Shaoyou grunted, frustration manifesting in the tears welling in the corners of his eyes. Hua Yong's cock just wouldn't go in no matter how many times he tried. The pulsing shaft would catch on the rim his hole then slip due to the wetness, the poor alpha jolting when it does. "ah, I can't... hngg hua yongg... I cant" Shaoyou whined, a drawn out moan leaving his lips glistened with spit. His hips kept on twitching, moving with a mind of their own, searching for the fullness he desperately needs deep inside.
Hua Yong crooned, his heart softening at the sight before him despite it being rather, ah, stimulative. His Mr. Sheng really was sososo cute—the enigma thought delightedly.
Deft hands caressed lean thighs softened with pregnancy—comforting, soothing. Hua Yong murmured sweet encouragements to the pliant alpha above him, his touch calming yet igniting the fire inside at the same time.
Taking pity on his pregnant alpha, the enigma lined up his shaft with the alpha's slick entrance. Hua Yong moaned deeply, pupils dilating as he watched himself enter the moist warmth of Shaoyou's hole, stretching wide to accommodate the thick girth, molding into the shape of his cock.
Hua Yong let out a guttural growl as he bottomed out, the tight heat clamping around him like a vise. It took all his restraint to not fuck up into the soft, scorching heat of the hole sucking him in.
A delicious kind of torture.
Shaoyou blinked owlishly, the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes spilling over as Hua Yong's cock filled him painstakingly slow to the brim. The alpha whined soft and sweet, hips rocking back and forth, the heat coiling in his belly making him shameless.
The motion slathers his enigma's thighs with slick, making the slide of skin against skin squelch obscenely. Shaoyou continues driving Hua Yong's cock deeper, delirious with need, pale skin flushed from the extersion. Gone is the proud s-class alpha in his demeanor, nowhere to be seen. Instead, in its place is a needy omega begging for his alpha's knot, all soft and pliant.
Hua Yong's exclusive omega.
Hua Yong grabbed the back of Shaoyou's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Lips slid sensually against one another, tongues moving with the force of their desire as saliva dripped to their chin. Shaoyou moaned, fist clenching on the enigma's chest, melting into the kiss.
He really should protest, the alpha thinks; will his body not act the way it is. But the thought soon dissolves, his head completely fogging over. There's a tiny, nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him to surrender himself to the man that ruined him for others. To sink into the fervent warmth solely for him.
If someone told Shaoyou before that this would be his future—pregnant, mated to an enigma, and leaked slick like an omega—he would have laughed at their face and probably threw a punch at the absurdity of the idea.
But well, life has its many surprises. For the alpha, it takes the shape of a dangerously coquettish enigma.
"Wahnt your mmh... knoth" Shaoyou says, slurred, tongue a heavy weight. Saliva builds up in his throat, choked noises spilling from parted lips as he continued to bounce on the enigma's cock. The alpha's back arched into a taut bow as Hua yong's girthy length reached the deepest part of his pulsing insides—scalding in its warmth.
His thighs quivered from exertion, Hua Yong kneading milky white skin. Unable to resist, the enigma bucked up into the soft heat in short, shallow thrusts, leaving Shaoyou crying out everytime. "Ah! ah! mhph... ngh!"
A nudge to that bundle of nerves inside him sends him over, gasping wetly as he comes in thick spurts—covering Hua Yong in his come—cock twitching against his stomach. His toes curled against the sheets, eyes rolling back to his head as slick gushed from his stretched hole.
Shaoyou slumped forward, exhausted, cum sticky between damp skin.
The enigma soon followed with a low grunt, coming inside him—cum flowing thick, hot, and sticky, filling him to the brim. The alpha mewled against his chest as slick eased the swollen knot breaching past the ring of muscle, locking them together.
Hua yong held his alpha through it all, tremors running through his form in little spasms. Even like this—hair tousled, covered in sweat and fluids—Shaoyou looked so beautiful. Wrecked, spoiled, and full of his love. Hua Yong felt as though the air was being sucked from his lungs as he gazed at him like he was god on earth, pressing a kiss to his temple.
Careful of the baby bump, the enigma turned them to their sides and wrapped his arms around his pregnant mate.
As the embers of their passion ebbed, they lay together in comfortable silence, heartbeats syncing in harmony. The two lovers stayed like that for a while, basking in each other's warmth and scent as the knot kept them locked together.
Shaoyou tilted his head up to look at his mate, smiling lazily, content and sated. The faint glow of glittering city lights casting through the windows wrapped around him, making him look vulnerable, soft.
Hua Yong curled his lips, smiling back at him. He cupped his cheeks and brought him in for a kiss. Compared to the former, this kiss was soft and gentle, lips moving slowly, conveying the love they have for each other. Hua Yong nipped Shaoyou's plush bottom lip as he pulled away from the kiss, the alpha letting out an "mhp" in response.
As the enigma's knot deflated, he gingerly slipped out from the heat enveloping his softened cock, Shaoyou cheeks flushing from the feeling of come slowly dripping to the crease between his bottom and thigh.
Hua Yong left a quick peck to the corner of his lips as he slipped from the covers and went to the bathroom to get the bath running. The alpha laid limp, eyes shutting close as the sound of running water lulled him to sleep.
The enigma—dressed and all clean from the evidence of their lovemaking—went back to the sight of his mate sleeping soundly, soft puffs of air leaving his rosy lips. A tender smile graced his lips as he slowly lifted the alpha in his arms, carrying him bridal style to the tub. He carefully submerged his sleeping mate into the water, then washed him of their mixed fluids.
After changing the soiled sheets and drying the alpha with soft towels, Hua Yong dresses him in a pair of beige silk pajamas, the scent of detergent clinging to the fabric.
Like this, Shaoyou looked like the image of a pregnant wife pampered by their dutiful husband.
The enigma nestled Shaoyou in the middle of the bed then followed after, settling beside the snoozing alpha. He gathered his mate in his arms and inhaled his hair, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Shaoyou momentarily stirred, nuzzling closer to the scent of orchids, his own orange blossoms curling in the air, blanketing them—cozy and snug.
The alpha murmured softly, "I love you, a-yong..."
Hua Yong let out a soft huff, warmth blossoming in his chest.
"I love you too, Mr. Sheng"