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“Sir, due to an unfortunate circumstance, we’re very sorry to inform you that the room you reserved is not available. It’s entirely an error on our part, and we sincerely apologize. We will refund the payment for the room soon. However, at the moment, the only available option is the suite you originally booked. Would that be fine with you, sir?”
“W-What? What happened to my room? I booked a month in advance to avoid issues like this.” Namping bit his lip, trying to stay calm. He couldn’t afford to mess this up, not with his devil boss here. Not again. “Look, isn’t there any other room available?”
“I’m sincerely sorry, sir. It’s entirely our fault. We would love to compensate you with another room or even an upgrade, but currently, there are no rooms available. Everything is fully booked due to the global investors summit happening nearby.”
“I know… we came to attend that,” Namping sighed, feeling dejected. “Are you sure there’s nothing? Can you check again?”
The receptionist nodded and typed something into the computer. After a moment, she gave him a helpless smile. “We’re really sorry, sir. But we can arrange for an extra mattress to be delivered to the suite so you can share it with your companion.”
“Share what?”
The icy voice behind him made Namping freeze.
“Good afternoon, sir. Are you Mr. Harit?”
“Yes.”
“Sir, the standard room booked for your assistant is not available today due to some unfortunate circumstances. The only available option is the suite. Would you be okay with sharing it? We will send an extra mattress to the room and refund fifty percent of the amount for the original booking.”
“What happened to his room?” Keng raised a brow, glancing at Namping.
“The previous guest caused serious damage to the room that cannot be fixed immediately, so it is currently unavailable, sir.”
Keng let out a sigh, giving Namping a pointed look. “Is this what you were discussing for half an hour?” He shook his head and extended his hand. “It’s fine. Give me the keys. And send the extra mattress up with our bags.”
“Of course. Thank you for understanding, sir. We wish you a happy stay.” The receptionist handed him the keys with a polite smile.
Keng turned to Namping . “Follow me.”
Then, without another word, he strode toward the elevator with long, confident steps.
Namping clutched his bag and hurried after him, praying to the heavens for a peaceful night.
——
“Likewise. I see a lot of synergy between our platforms, but I need clarity on scalability. Your AI solution looks promising, but can it handle enterprise-level demand? We’re talking millions of daily users.”
Namping heard Keng’s voice as he stepped out of the shower. The hotel suite was no joke. It was his first time being in one, and he was mind-blown by how big it was. A living area, a dining space, a balcony, a walk-in closet, and a king-sized bed that looked as soft as feathers. And the bathroom? Absolutely massive.
“That’s what I needed to hear. Another thing—data security is non-negotiable for us. We’re SOC 2 and ISO 27001 compliant. I assume your team meets the same standards?”
Keng’s eyes landed on Namping as soon as he came into view. The alpha paused, his gaze sweeping over his assistant from head to toe. It was clear the taller man was surprised by the unicorn-printed pajama set. Especially since the shorts barely reached his mid-thigh. Well, it wasn’t Namping’s fault things turned out this way. He had packed the outfit to wear in the privacy of the standard room he had originally booked for himself.
For a second, Namping hesitated before quickly getting to work, setting up the extra mattress in the bedroom. He then neatly arranged the work materials on the table and waited for Keng to finish his call.
“Perfect. Let’s touch base after the review. Appreciate the call, Matthew.” With that, Keng ended the call, tossing his phone onto the bed before exhaling deeply and stretching his limbs.
“When does the summit start?” He ran a hand through his hair, and Namping, a little distracted by the alpha, found himself zoning out.
Keng looked different out of his usual suit. Dressed in grey sweatpants and a plain white T-shirt, he looked even more muscular than Namping had imagined. It wasn’t surprising as he was an alpha after all but still, looking that good should be illegal.
“Napatsakorn, are you hearing me?”
The sharp tone made Namping snap back to reality. The way Keng said his last name always sent a jolt of fear through him.
“Yes, sir,” he answered quickly, forcing an awkward smile.
“So, when does it start?”
“Uh, it starts at eight AM, sir. But the business pitches and project presentations begin at one-thirty in the afternoon.”
“Okay, then we’ll join them in the afternoon.” Keng gave a nod, checking the time. “I’ll order dinner, and we’ll go over the presentation material after that. Check the menu and tell me what you want.”
“Oh, okay, sir.”
—-
“Napatsakorn, send me the research sources. Are they marked?”
“Yes, sir. One minute.” Namping quickly emailed the documents, glancing up when he heard Keng hum in acknowledgment.
Keng was on the bed, reviewing the files, while Namping sat on the mattress on the floor. His back was beginning to ache from the posture, but he stayed put. Moving to the table wasn’t an option since Keng frequently needed to check things on his laptop.
“Get on the bed.”
Namping froze, his fingers pausing over the keyboard. He looked up at Keng, unsure if he had heard correctly.
“What?”
“You’ve been holding your back like that for so long. Get on the bed. It’ll be more comfortable.” Keng said, not bothering to look up from his laptop.
Namping pursed his lips, a little hesitant. “Umm…no it’s okay, sir.” No matter how casual it is, his boss is still an alpha. Namping as an omega needs to be cautious all the time.
“Napatsakorn, I’m not going to repeat it again.” Keng threw a glare at his assistant and pushed up his glasses which had Namping jumping out of the mattress and obediently sitting beside him on the bed.
“Make sure the printed materials are all correct and visible.” He instructed and the omega immediately nodded.
“Yes, sir,” Namping said as he took out the prints from his bag on the floor. The omega soon focused on the task on hand and leafed through the prints, double checking for any mistakes.
Namping will finish a year at Evolvex this coming week and he can’t even believe it. No one has lasted more than six months as the personal assistant of the infamous Lord Frost a.k.a Keng Harit Buayoi.
Namping understood why. It’s not easy to deal with the alpha. Keng didn’t play around when it came to business. He’s strict and wants every one of his employees to deliver what he expects of them.
No matter what age you are, what experience you have, or what excuses you throw, if you disappoint him once, you’ll see his wrath. Namping can attest that it’s the scariest thing.
The alpha is cold as the arctic.
But he’s also kind and gentle even though he rarely lets other people see that side of him.
It did make sense to Namping when he thought about it. Keng couldn’t be the CEO of such a big corporation at such a young age if he didn’t know how to handle people and order them around.
Namping admired it. Silently.
Keng glanced at his assistant and frowned when he saw the omega yawn, covering his face with the print. He picked up the phone, dialing room service. “I’m going to order coffee for us. Do you want snacks?”
“No,” Namping shook his head, focused on the prints.
Keng hummed and ordered the coffee before focusing on his own work. “How many slides are there for the presentation?” He asked after a few minutes.
“Ten, sir.”
“You have the reference material ready?”
“Yes,”
“Send it to me with the docu—“ Keng is interrupted by the door bell. “It’s room service,”
“I’ll go get it.” The omega announced as he jumped out of the bed, stretching his neck and hands as he walked towards the door.
Keng turned back to focus on his work. He just needed to make sure the presentation and the reference material were all correct before winding up. The alpha grabbed his assistant’s laptop, waiting around for Namping to come back and send the file to him seemed pointless when he could just do it himself.
The alpha skimmed through the files, looking for the right one to share. He found it soon after but right when he’s about to click on it, another filename caught his attention.
The file titled Mr. CEO.
Curiosity boiled in Keng’s mind. It was definitely about him. No doubt about it.
The cursor hovered over it for a moment, the alpha hesitating. He wanted to open it but this is not his device. He shouldn’t be intruding into someone’s personal things like this but he’s hundred percent sure that it’s his pictures. Who else is the CEO?
Keng clicked on it with a deep breath and was rendered speechless when countless pictures of his own self appeared.
Keng stared wide eyed for a moment. The pictures were of him at the office. None of them were bad. They were casual ones where he was focused on work, reading files, or even drinking coffee. He didn’t understand why his assistant had a file full of pictures of him.
Is it because he admired him? Maybe he’s the omega’s role model?
Keng thought about all possible things before he saw a caption on one of the pictures.
It was one where he was rolling his shirt sleeves, a few upper buttons of his shirt opened. Keng remembered that day. It was when the air conditioning in his office failed.
His assistant had captioned it “HOT!” which was a little too obvious about what he was referring to. Surely not the temperature of the room.
The alpha frowned and looked up when he heard the door close. He quickly closed the file and sent the presentation slides and documents to his email.
Namping came in soon after with two cups of coffee. He set one of them on the bedside table beside Keng before taking a sip out of the other one.
“Oh, sorry! I’ll send the presentation and documents right away—“
“No need.” The alpha interrupted. “I’ve already shared it. Just make sure all the prints are correct and then you can go to bed.”
“Okay, sir.” Namping only nodded, getting back to the work assigned to him without much prodding.
—-
The omega was finishing off his skin care when Keng exited the bathroom. The alpha stared at his assistant for a moment, watching the smaller man tap his face repeatedly after putting something on his face. It confused him a bit but he didn’t question.
Namping caught his confused gaze and threw him a shy smile before putting things away.
Keng didn’t mind it and started taking off his shirt, only to hear a surprised squeal from the omega. Keng looked around, his eyebrows pinched together as he assumed Namping had seen something scary in the room. He threw his T-shirt on the chair and looked at his assistant confused when he found nothing.
Namping had taken a step back, looking at him with wide cautious eyes. “S-Sir, what are you doing?”
Keng’s frown deepened before it hit him how the omega might have interpreted him stripping off his T-Shirt. “Oh, I just sleep shirtless. It’s a habit of mine.” He said casually.
His assistant hesitated, fiddling with his fingers as he looked at him and then at the shirt on the chair with conflicted eyes. “Please, can you wear it tonight?”
“Hmm? Why? You’re on the floor and I’m on the bed. It should be fine. Besides, I can’t get proper sleep with a T-shirt on.”
Namping bit his lips and looked down, his fingers curling on the edge of his shorts. “B-But sir, don’t you think it’s appropriate to sleep with a shirt on? I’m your assistant but I’m still…I’m still an omega…”
Keng raised a brow, pushing his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants before he let out a low chuckle. “By that logic, shouldn’t I tell you the same about the skimpy shorts of yours?”
“Huh?”
“Don’t play dumb, Napatsakorn. They barely reach your mid thigh and I’m an alpha. You think that has no effect on me?” The taller man tilted his head, one brow arched.
Namping suddenly felt embarrassment flooding his mind. He looked down and his legs rubbed against each other without him realising now that he was aware of them catching the alpha’s attention. It was the first time Keng ever talked to him like this, dropping his usual professional tone, and it left him unsure of what to do.
“Besides, don’t act like you don’t like seeing me like this.”
The omega looked up, his head moving as fast as the wind to catch the alpha’s stoic gaze.
“W-What?” He gulped, and Keng could see the fear creeping into his eyes. It was surprisingly fun to mess with the smaller man. Namping reminded him of a rabbit. A scared little one.
“Do you wish you could take a picture?” Keng smirked, taking a step forward causing the omega to step back.
“S-Sir, I don’t—I don’t understand what you’re saying—“
“I saw it. The folder full of my pictures on your laptop. You have quite an impressive collection, I must say.” He nodded, enjoying every bit of the different expressions that flashed across his assistant’s face in a matter of seconds.
Namping was on the verge of fainting. He couldn’t believe the alpha had seen it. His well-hidden secret was now exposed to the one person he was supposed to keep it from. He should have been more careful. He should never have left his laptop with Keng.
“That-That’s—“
“At first, I thought you really admired me and that’s why,” Keng said, “but then I saw how you captioned one of those pictures. All of them were taken without my consent.”
Namping’s heartbeat quickened, his breathing turning uneven as Keng continued without mercy.
“Do you know that falls under workplace sexual harassment? I could fire you and file a lawsuit.”
The omega let out a sob as tears began to stream down his face. He quickly wiped them away, struggling to catch his breath. “I’m sorry, sir. Please don’t fire me. It was my mistake. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m such a horrible person. I’ll delete them all. Please—please believe me,” Namping begged, hands clasped together in a desperate plea.
Keng smirked. “You can keep them.”
“Huh?” Namping turned confused for a second, looking up with teary eyes.
“I’ll let you keep them but in return you’ll do what I say. How about that?”
“What-What do you mean?”
“Don’t worry. It’s nothing serious. Just small requests like…” Keng trailed off as he walked towards the bedside table, opening it smoothly and then grabbing a tube of muscle rub before throwing it towards Namping who scrambled to catch it. “a nice massage. My shoulders and neck are aching from the long flight and work. I need to relax.” He rolled his shoulders back until a quiet pop echoed from his joints.
Namping swallowed thickly, staring at the muscle rub in his hands for a moment before looking up with determination. He wiped the tears away from his red cheeks and took in a deep breath.
The omega’s reactions amused his boss but Keng didn’t show it on his face.
“Okay…” Namping said, moving slowly towards the bed.
The alpha flopped down on the bed, laying on his stomach, arms bent at the elbows with his hands tucked under his head, his body completely at ease. Namping sat beside him and quietly examined the alpha’s back. Keng’s back muscles shifted with each slow breath, the lines of his shoulders and spine standing out. His triceps flexed slightly when he adjusted his hands, making the omega bite his lips. He looked so effortlessly strong that it made his omega preen. Keng is surely a top tier alpha that he would kill to have.
If only the alpha showed even a hint of interest, Namping was ready to pop out tens of his babies with no breaks in between.
Namping caught his thoughts before they went overboard and pushed him into a risky situation. He took the relief cream in his hands and slowly started to massage the alpha’s back, careful and gentle.
A minute or so passed before Keng spoke again. “Napatsakorn, I’m not made of jelly. Using some strength isn’t gonna break me. The way you do it makes me feel like I’m being tickled by a feather.”
“S-Sorry, sir!” Namping instantly flushed red from embarrassment. He applied some pressure on the alpha’s body until Keng let out a satisfied groan.
The omega tried his best not to be distracted but it’s impossible. The alpha’s broad shoulders and strong muscles were fascinating. He couldn’t help but be distracted by the way it felt under his palms.
For a moment, Namping thought he was massaging a big rock.
The smaller man squirmed when his boss let out groans of satisfaction. They sounded a lot better than the sounds he dreamed of Keng making. And it felt dangerous to listen to.
His mind was aware of the situation but it seemed like at the moment, his body and mind worked separately.
The omega’s whole body paused when he felt the familiar slimy feeling between his cheeks. In a matter of seconds, Keng went rigid under him.
Namping’s body went into fight or flight mode and he immediately got out of the bed, readt to run—a made up excuse on the tip of his tongue.
“Sir, I’m sorry, I-I need to go to the bathroom—“ he couldn’t even finish the sentence before Keng caught his hand and pulled him into the bed, causing him to fall on top of the alpha.
Namping let out a yelp, gripping his boss’s shoulders as he tried to calm down.
“I smell that.”
Keng’s voice came out breathy which surprised the omega.
“W-What?”
“Don’t play dumb, Namping. I know you’re wet.”
Hearing his first name roll off the alpha’s tongue did something to him. More slick spilled out, and Keng’s breath hitched.
“Are you trying to seduce me, omega?”
“N-No…” Namping’s voice came out as a moan, his hand gripping Keng’s shoulder tightly while the alpha snuggled against his scent gland, taking a deep breath.
“Then why are you slicking up your hole? Tell me. Are you really that affected by me? How long has this been going on?”
The omega didn’t answer, his mind slowly being overtaken by the pheromones of the alpha holding him down. Namping slowly parted his legs and Keng slipped in between them as if it was where he belonged.
“S-Sir…” Namping uttered the alpha’s name like a whimper. His body arching up when Keng’s crotch brushed against his.
“Tell me what you used my pictures for.” The alpha questioned, his eyes darkening with each and every reaction of the omega under him.
“No-Nothing—ha!” The smaller man gasped when he felt the taller man’s fingertips on his bare waist, gently caressing him.
“Nothing? I don’t believe it. Don’t lie to me, Namping. You know what power I hold over you, right? So speak the truth.”
Namping gulped, his finger nails digging into the alpha’s shoulders as Keng rubbed his nose against his scent gland. “Heat…They were for my-my heat…” he stuttered out, causing the alpha to smirk.
“Heat? You were fucking yourself thinking about me?”
“I-I had to…” The omega cried, a tear rolling down from his eyes. “It’s the only thing that helped.”
“Hmm? So you mean you couldn’t get your release without thinking about me knotting you?” Keng nipped at the skin on his neck, making Namping let out a small groan and look away, hiding his red cheeks.
The omega let out a surprised gasp when he felt his boss’s fingertip press against his nipple. Keng gently bit his assistant’s earlobe. “Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispered in the omega’s ear before pinching the buds, making the man under him arch his back.
Namping bit his lips, his eyes widening when the alpha’s hard cock pressed against his pelvis. The sweatpants weren’t much of a cover in hiding that monster.
Keng thoroughly enjoyed every little bit of the omega’s reaction. It’s been a while since he found something interesting enough to make his heart race.
The omega lifted his hips involuntarily, chasing friction. His mind was too far gone to care anymore, completely consumed by the overwhelming haze of pheromones.
Keng grinned, a wicked idea slipping into his mind. He pulled away from his assistant and leaned back against the headboard. Namping looked at him with confused, conflicted eyes.
“W-Why?” He asked accusingly
“Crawl to my lap,” he ordered and it only took a moment for the omega in Namping to comply. He crawled on to the alpha’s lap, planting his butt right on top of Keng’s hard cock. The alpha licked his lips, his hand pushing up the pajama shirt on the other to play with his nipples again. Namping unbuttoned his shirt hastily, trying to make the process easy for the older man.
Keng’s breath hitched as he watched the omega’s eagerness to please him. He planned to fully take advantage of the situation. “Take off your shorts.” He ordered and the omega followed it through without any hesitation, taking it off to reveal his sky blue panties with little pink flowers.
There was a big wet spot on the front from his leaking cock and the tip of it peeked out, not being able to be restricted by the soft clothing.
“How cute…” Keng whispered, a small smile on his lips. Strong hands gripped the omega’s small waist, feeling the soft skin underneath them for a moment before he used his strength to roll Namping’s hips on his crotch, enjoying the friction it created.
“Take it off and show me how you do it when you’re in heat.” Another order slipped past Keng’s lips and Namping moaned when the alpha’s thumb slipped into his belly button, pressing inside. The omega arched his back, a breathless moan tumbling out of his lips.
Soon, Namping was stripped out of his panties, sitting on the alpha’s lap with his leg wide open, his hole in full display.
Keng pressed a finger against the leaking, twitching entrance of the omega, playfully rubbing it. The sudden progress of the situation made a little sense to come back to the omega. Namping let out a yelp and looked away, his cheeks and neck flushed red.
The embarrassment of everything he did came crashing down on him all at once. But it was too late to turn back now. And this was something he dreamed of doing for months. Something he thought would never happen.
Just a few minutes ago, Keng had felt like an unattainable fruit. Someone Namping never imagined would look at him with even a hint of interest. But now, here he was—sitting in the same alpha’s lap, his hole being teased while those hungry eyes watched him like a hawk.
This side of the alpha was surprising to Namping. It was a version of Keng he never thought he’d see.
“Do it,” Keng said again, making the omega look up at him. “Stretch yourself.”
He pressed his thumb against Namping’s twitching hole, pushing in slightly, pulling a soft whimper from him.
“Stretch yourself so I’ll fit nice and well inside your pretty hole.”
The omega let out a stuttering breath as his hand involuntarily moved to obey the alpha. He pushed a finger inside, biting his lip so as not to let any embarrassing sounds slip. He had a bit of struggle but soon, three of his fingers were inside, stretching his walls.
Keng watched the whole scene in silence, his eyes burning with raw hunger, darkened by lust and heavy with need. Every movement, every sound the omega made only fed the fire in his gaze.
Namping looked up at the alpha and let out a needy whine, his own fingers no longer enough. His teary eyes pleaded with Keng, begging him to do something—anything.
The alpha let out a breath before freeing his cock from his pants. It sprang up, hard as a rock, slapping against his torso.
The smaller man licked his lips, eyeing it with hunger. It looked bigger and thicker than any of the dildos he had at home and that excited Namping.
Keng wrapped his hand around his hard cock, stroking it for a moment before gripping the omega’s waist and easing him back. He then grabbed his assistant’s thighs, lifting them to expose his stretched, pink hole. The leaking tip of his cock pressed against Namping’s twitching entrance, making the omega’s breath hitch.
Keng smirked, clearly entertained by Namping’s reactions. He teased the sensitive hole, rubbing the tip against it without pushing in. A soft whimper of protest escaped the omega.
The alpha smiled before finally pushing in, slowly sheathing himself inside his assistant. His breath hitched when Namping’s walls tightened around him. His chest rose with a sharp inhale before a hoarse, trembling sigh slipped from his lips when his base met the omega’s cheeks.
Namping whimpered, reaching for the alpha’s hand as he tried to adjust to his size. Tears slipped from his eyes while he breathed heavily, biting down on his lip. Keng leaned forward, pressing their foreheads together.
He caressed the omega’s back and neck to soothe him, breathing out heavily as he tried to control himself. One of his hands wiped the omega’s tears away, gently caressing the soft red cheeks. He pressed a finger to the lips caught between the omega’s teeth and carefully freed them.
“Relax…” He breathed out. “Take deep breaths and relax your body. It’ll hurt less.” He pressed a soft kiss on the omega’s cheek.
Namping slowly opened his eyes, staring at the alpha through his tear glazed vision. He wrapped his arms around Keng’s neck and took in a deep breath before pressing his lips against the alpha’s in a sloppy kiss.
Keng froze for a moment, taken aback by the omega’s sudden initiation. A smirk formed on his lips as Namping tried his best to kiss the alpha. He let out a soft chuckle before grabbing the omega by the neck and pushing his tongue inside, deepening the kiss effortlessly. Namping hummed and gasped for air as the alpha started kissing him as if he’s on a quest to devour him.
Keng leaned back after a few moments, causing the omega to tumble onto him, losing balance from the sudden shift in position. The movement made Namping jerk as he felt Keng’s cock slide out until only the tip remained inside. Then the alpha’s hips moved, pushing it back in with a slow, steady thrust.
Namping caught on to it soon, his hips reciprocating. He moved on top of the alpha, bouncing along with the rhythm set by the man under him. Soft groans slipped past his boss’s lips as Namping put all the experience he’d gained from using his dildos to use. Leaning back, he gripped the alpha’s shoulders, rolling his hips at different angles, trying to find the one that would hit his prostate just right.
Cute moans and gasps slipped past the omega’s lips which fueled Keng’s hunger for more. The omega leaned down and pushed his face into the crook of his boss’s neck, snuggling against the alpha’s scent gland. He took in deep breaths before sucking and biting the soft flesh.
Keng smirked at the action. “I have a presentation tomorrow. What are you trying to do? Make a statement?”
Namping leaned back, his half-lidded eyes locking onto the alpha’s. “You can do it to me too,” he murmured, pulling his pajama shirt open to reveal his soft, unmarked neck and body. “So they’ll know.”
Keng’s eyes darkened, the alpha side of him preening from the omega presenting himself so willingly. “Know what?” He sat up and rubbed his nose against Namping’s perky nipples, one of his hands pinching it to elicit a whimper out of the smaller man.
Keng sucked on the abused bud, rolling it on his tongue before biting it. Namping grabbed on to the alpha’s hair tightly and moaned his name. ”K-Keng…” the sound ignited his desires even more.
In the next moment, Keng had him pinned to the bed, his hips pistoning into him with powerful thrusts. Namping cried out in pleasure as the alpha held his legs up, adjusting his angle just right to hit his sweet spot with every movement.
The omega clutched the sheets tightly, overwhelmed by the rhythm of Keng’s hips. So fluid, precise, and toe-curling, like that of an experienced dancer.
“Ah! Alpha—please!” Namping begged, holding his hands out.
The words ignited something primal in Keng. His jaws clenching as he drilled into the omega, abusing his prostate with each thrust.
“Ahh!” Namping gasped, his toes curling and head falling back as he came, his release splattering across his stomach and chest. He panted, gripping his boss’s arm, his whole body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
Keng groaned. “Fuck!” The curse slipped past his lips as Namping tightened around him. His perfect rhythm faltered, breath hitching as the intensity overtook him. He leaned forward with a gasp, losing his balance as he came deep inside the omega.
“Oh, god…” he sighed, hips moving slowly as he emptied himself, warm release filling Namping’s greedy, clenching hole, which pulsed around him, milking him dry.
It took a while for him to come down from his high. He pulled the omega into his arms and snuggled into him, taking a deep breath.
Namping wrapped his arms around the alpha, letting him scent him. His fingers threaded Keng’s hair as they both caught their breath.
A few moments passed before Namping spoke up, taking in a shaky breath. “It’s trickling out of me.” He announced.
Keng couldn’t help but chuckle at the omega’s sudden revelation. He looked at Namping with a guilty expression. “Sorry, I forgot about the condom.”
“So, are you going to take responsibility if I fall pregnant? I don’t want to be a one night stand or a fuck buddy.” He frowned, his face pulling into a serious expression.
“I came in you a few seconds ago and you’re already making demands.” The alpha smirked.
“I have to. I don’t want to be a single parent at such a young age.” He replied, still wearing the determined look.
“You won’t. I’ll take good care of you and our child. How about that?” The alpha smiled.
Namping’s eyes widened, looking at Keng to know if he was being serious or not. “W-What?”
“Surprised? Did you really think I’d do this with just anyone? I don’t see omegas as a use and throw commodity. I did this with you because I want to spend countless nights with you snuggled up like this. You caught my eye the day you joined the company. I’ve been waiting till you fall into my arms like this.” He admitted, surprising the omega.
“S-Sir, w-why—but you—-“
“Shh…just answer this. Are you willing to let me be your alpha and take care of you from now on?”
Namping gulped, his mind reeling as he processed the question.
“Is that a no?” Keng asked.
“No! I mean, yes! It’s a yes!” Namping screamed, hugging the alpha as he snuggled into his chest.
Keng wrapped his arms around the omega with a wide smile, gently caressing his back. His hand then slipped to grip the omega’s thigh hooked over his hips, giving it a squeeze before he caught his omega’s lips in a tender kiss.
Namping gasped as he felt it. “Y-You’re getting bigger again!” he exclaimed, slapping his now boyfriend’s chest in protest.
Keng smirked, rolling his hips gently, making the omega gasp again. Namping gripped the alpha’s hands tightly as he felt the warm release spill out of him.
“I-It’s flowing out!”
“What? You want it back?” Keng teased, pressing a kiss to the smaller man’s nose, grinning wide.
Namping pouted, his cheeks instantly flushing red.
“Don’t worry,” Keng whispered. “I’m going to fill you up again and again until you’re satisfied. Happy?”
“I didn’t know you were such a pervert.”
“Thank you.”