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Assignments stacked on each other. Group mates who aren't doing anything right. Professors who keep giving out exams after exams.
Kunikuzushi didn't need to explain any further why he was moody all week. Inconveniences keep piling up until he finally snapped and accidentally let his pheromones go wild.
At least that's what he's been trying to get in Xiao's thick skull.
"Ugh—I'm going to fucking strangle you when this is over—" The teal-haired male hissed, face flushed from the scorching heat in his cunt that was tight around Kunikuzushi's knot. "I just wanted to sleep—hngh—and then you just turned me into a bitch in heat—"
The moan he let out was loud. Embarrassingly loud for someone who has been complaining ever since his guts felt like it was trying to set itself on fire.
Kunikuzushi merely chuckled when Xiao punched his arm after he cut him off with a sharp thrust. The past few weeks had been nothing short of pure torture, but seeing his boyfriend in such a hot mess cured him of his stress.
After all, what's better than being inside a pretty man, sobbing and trying to keep his noise down?
Kunikuzushi's already wrung out four orgasms from Xiao, yet his "heat" refused to settle down. He would've complained that his balls are feeling dry and his dick is about to fall off, but the sexual frustration of not being intimate with each other for a while was one hell of a drug.
"Curse me out all you want," the indigo-haired male purred, his finger trailed down to press on the bulge of Xiao's pelvis, "but look at how you're still wet and tight around me."
He tried to pull his hips back, but the grip of the teal-haired's pussy has on his cock made it impossible to retreat more than an inch.
"I knew your mom's genes are strong, but I didn't expect it'd be this strong. I'm surprised you're even an alpha."
"If an enigma and an omega had a child, what did you think it'd be?" Xiao spat out, purely to let his boyfriend know he's still holding a grudge over what he claims an extreme inconvenience.
Faster than what he expected, Kunikuzushi tangled his fingers on the teal hair and pulled, his face close to the exposed neck where he growled through gritted teeth.
"I know you're not using that tone on me," Kunikuzushi thrusted, perfectly against the soft mouth of Xiao's womb where he heard the other yelp, "when it's your fucking cunt that won't let me pull out."
Yes, it hurt. It stung and made Xiao's vision blank for a split second, but it's what made his gummy walls suck in the indigo-haired's knot, what made him throw his head back as his pussy sprayed liquid against both of their abdomens.
Kunikuzushi barked out a laugh. It was as if a switch had been flipped—the bastard had only gotten rougher right after Xiao came, his sensitive pussy being abused instead of given a few seconds of relief.
Fuck. It hurts so bad. His cunt refused to loosen around Kunikuzushi's knot that was persistent with nudging his cervix as if the head wanted to burst through his overfilled womb.
"It's painful, you fucking asshole—" Xiao could taste the blood that seeped past his bitten lip.
"Then say the damn safe word." Kunikuzushi's nails dug into the soft flesh of Xiao's hips, crimson staining his fingertips. "You've been mauling my ear off with your endless complaints, talking bullshit that 'it hurts'—but how come you haven't spat that damn word out, huh? Some alpha you are, getting wet over this."
"No—" the teal-haired's attempt to refute was cut off by a well-timed thrust right against the soft mouth of his womb. "I don't—I'm not—"
"You're not proving shit," the man above him snaked his hand down his pelvis where his fingers are a hair away from pushing inside the red, swollen rim. "Look at this pussy. My cock's already fattened up inside it, and it's still trying to suck my fingers in—what does this make you, if not a whore?"
The overstimulation was frying Xiao's brain. Nothing left his mouth other than sobs, moans, and words that sounded suspiciously like he was begging for more. The pressure inside his cunt was maddening—Kunikuzushi was fucking him like he hates his guts.
"Where's your complaints now?" The indigo-haired taunted with a sharp slap to the ass. "You acted so fucking superior and now you're spreading your legs like a slut."
"Shut the fuck up—angh—!"
"That's what I thought."
Kunikuzushi's voice was shaky, eyes hazed with lust and something primal whenever he sees Xiao just taking it under him. His cock was snug inside the tight, wet heat where the ribbed walls kept milking him.
"Look at you, splayed out like the prettiest whore." He cooed as his thumb wiped away the fat glob of tear on the corner of Xiao's glazed eyes. "You have a sharp tongue for someone so fucking adorable when being railed. I would've loved filming you, but Childe keeps snooping around my phone."
Kunikuzushi leaned down on Xiao's face, tongue darting down to lick up the bloodied drool off of the corner of his lips.
"I wouldn't want that, would I?" He pressed a finger against the engorged clit, "After all, the sight of this pussy—wet, fucked open, and flooded with my cum—is for my eyes only."
It's too much. Xiao felt like his core was being burned from the inside, his walls were sore and aching around the erection that refused to calm. He can't even feel anything from the waist down, as if his legs were nothing but static.
The feeling of Kunikuzushi's cock slamming deep in his cervix didn't help him with trying to gather what little thoughts he had left. Any more and the thick head just might burst through the soft mouth and distend the overflowed womb.
"Kuni—wait—too deep, you're too—"
"Oh, so now you wanna talk?" The indigo-haired laughed as he purposely made one thrust nudge just right against the slit of Xiao's womb. This made a sob louder than the rest rip out from the teal-haired's throat as his back bowed from the force.
"You've been cursing me out to give you more, to completely lose my control, and now you're telling me it's 'too much'?" Kunikuzushi hissed, venom dripped from his tongue to Xiao's ear, his voice gravelly enough that he felt the wet walls clench around his cock. "You want me to face you to the mirror so you can see how much your pussy is sopping?"
"N-no—I don't—" Xiao shook his head, a desperate attempt to convince himself that what Kunikuzushi had said didn't rose a moan out of him, didn't made him feel like his cunt tighten its hold on the knot snug inside it, didn't drive him over the edge as he came for the sixth time.
"Lie better, sweetheart." Kunikuzushi purred against Xiao's neck, thumbing on the sensitive clit.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
Both of them had lost count on how many rounds they went past the tenth, how many positions they tried until Xiao whined that his back hurts, how many orgasms they've dragged out from each other until Kunikuzushi's cock started protesting.
Xiao was covered in sweat and cum all over his back, chest, and stomach. Tears had dried on his face, the cut on his lip was starting to close. From the waist down, everything was a mess—cum pulsed out in thick globs, too much for his overused pussy to hold inside, his reddened folds couldn't even fully close.
Kunikuzushi was sat on the edge of the bed, sliding cold fruits in Xiao's mouth that he had prepared after massaging him.
"...sorry."
"What?"
"I'm sorry."
Xiao blinked at Kunikuzushi, the man who had just rendered his legs useless, actually say the word that usually burns on his tongue.
"You? You're apologizing? You?"
"Okay, I'm offended."
The indigo-haired huffed, brows furrowed as he cleared his throat.
"What I mean is, I'm sorry for not watching my pheromones. I know we haven't had sex in a while, but I didn't really mean to make you like...that, like you're in heat just so we'd fuck." He continued. "I was stressed as well—not that I'm trying to justify myself—but, uh, yeah— I'm sorry."
Xiao's eyes softened. The difference in his boyfriend's speech then and now was like night and day, it almost feels endearing.
"I think my body doesn't ache as much now," he pursed his lips, head tilted, "do you...wanna shower together?"
"..."
"...hello? Am I talking to someone? Why are you just staring—"
"Don't blame me if I get hard."
"Oh, nevermind."