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"Dos-kun...?" Was he dreaming? No. Or was he leaking, yes because—"what the ... you're in heat!"
Oh that came out more of an excitement instead of worry or sorry or whatever. Nikolai couldn't believe his own eyes.
"Don't... Hnngg, please... Nikolai..." The omega in heat was mumbling out words that the other couldn't make out well.
Looking down at the disheveled hair of the man, and to the messy clothes on the ground beside him. The sight was a dream come true. Never once did Nikolai thought that he, who’s an omega, would have to be Fyodor’s first time…
Do you need a help? Not a single question did the man before him was asked. Nikolai went and had to get that cookie. “You’re dripping wet and sticky!” He snarked teasingly with a sly grin on his face.
“Too bad I can’t claim you…” he smiled as one finger slowly rubbed the other’s… hole. “Ah- Kol.. kolya… don’t fucking tease me…” the omega in heat, muttered despite the fact his body was accepting its fate.
That very same finger went in to the hole smoothly, Nikolai grinned at the sight before him; proud and pleased. Walls warmed his finger, slicks drip down to his hand as if they were ongoing water from the sink, the hole was sucking him in like he was being eaten.
The man abruptly pulled his finger out, almost. Before pushing back inside Fyodor’s hole, earning a high-pitched moan from the other. “Aah.. you like that? I bet you do~” Nikolai chuckled before he pushed another finger.
Tight. So tight. Like how corsets were made to be worn tightly. Like how you gripped somebody’s neck, choking them tightly. Like how a rope is tightly tied up or wrapped around. Yeah… that’s how Fyodor’s little hole was designed for.
“Haa… Just put it in, please…” wow, the man himself begged? not in a million years, will Nikolai hear this, and no he would not put it in until he’s pleased to hear him beg again and again. “If only you say the magic word~ Dos-kun,” fuck you too I guess.
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“Ah! Ah!… hnngh!?” Fyodor was bouncing on that dih. Feeling the man underneath him HARDEN again, when Nikolai just finished his fourth or whatever’th organism. His hips were already stuttering as he kept grinding down, the head of that cock was rubbing against his womb.
…Yeah have I told you that I genuinely don’t know how sex works or how to do omegaverse; I just read them ok AND THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING NSFW. HMPH. Yeah about that, Nikolai gave it to him except Fyodor has to earn it himself. “Fuck… I want you please… pleasepleaseplease” shit okay.
Almost immediately, Nikolai pushed the other down on the oh-so-uncomfortable floor, pressing and spreading Fyodor’s thighs open for him. And the best part? Slicks continuously comes out of his hole along with Nikolai’s cum. Watching Fyodor made him harder than the last round they just had. Well, entirely it was Fyodor who worked a lot on it due to the other man teasing him.
Moans and gasps came out like music to Nikolai’s ears. “Aah! Ah! There- right there! Harder.” Arms wrapped around his neck tightly as if it was oral support, I mean moral support. “Oh yeah?” Nikolai happily thrusted faster, feeling the walls tightening around his dih.
Embarrassing wet sounds of skin to skin, mouth to mouth; teeth clashing against each other, echoed through the room. “Mmh!” Fyodor feels the other man deeper into his womb. Gasping for air desperately after their fight of a make-out session.
Oh, they weren’t done. The silly of a fucker Nikolai is, began pulling out of his own dih as Fyodor tried to sat up—ends up kneeling down, tears streaming down—before the man in front of him positioned it to his mouth. “Say ahh~ Dos-kun!” With a hint of playful sarcasm.
“Hnng- aahh…” mouth agape with saliva connecting from the top to the bottom lips’… yeah, Nikolai definitely has no chill when he proudly slid his cock in, not giving the other a chance to breathe or take it slowly. This went on for some time, “Ha.. you’re not dripping wet anymore? Heh, that’s okay, Dos-kun, I guess I might have to use mine~”