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Hua Yong watches his alpha move through the event he should be attending openly from the shadows. Enjoying how his man stands out above everyone else. His scent gland burns, and his eyes flash red as his exclusive omega lowers his adorable pride when he goes around looking for the fake X Holding CEO.
“That body language is only for me.” He thinks to himself, jealousy and possessiveness darkening his eyes to a dark blood red. “Time to get you home, my alpha.” He walks like a predator around the edges of the event, his targeted pheromones floating like falling orchid petals towards Shaoyou.
Shaoyou groans as his scent gland and body burn and ache from all to recurring discomfort. He gives up his chance to see the ugly man making his life hell as he orders his secretary to get his car ready so he can leave.
Hua Yong smiles and wraps a long white coat over his black outfit and strides towards the entrance of the hotel. He calms himself down while thinking about all the ways he is about to make his exclusive omega feel better through his heat as he pretends to have just arrived at the hotel to see his alpha despite the fever he was supposed to have.
Shaoyou, though feeling uncomfortable from his pheromone disorder flaring up. Pushes his discomfort down as he rushes to gather his orchid into his arms when he sees him looking delicate and lost in the middle of the hotel entrance.
Hua Yong smiles into his alpha's neck as he rescues him from some of his heat pains with his soothing pheromones. “You can only feel good with me.” He tells his exclusive omega mentally. His eyes shimmer with red, hidden from Shaoyou's sight as he snuggles into his side while guiding him to his car.
Seductive and soothing pheromones target Shaoyou in turns the entire car ride until he is left lustful and needy for the comfort his ethereal orchid can provide.
Hua Yong lets the silence stretch in the car, the hum of the engine only amplifying the sharp pull of their pheromones. He keeps his coat draped around his shoulders, his presence calm, serene, like the eye of a storm, yet every flicker of his red gaze betrays how carefully he is controlling himself.
Shaoyou’s jaw tightens, knuckles pale against his thigh as he tries to keep still, but Hua Yong can feel the ache in his alpha, the restless energy straining against his control. His exclusive omega leans closer, every breath weaving threads of orange rum scented desire into the air until Hua Yong trembles with the need to respond.
“Patience, my alpha,” Hua Yong whispers softly, lips brushing against his ear, the words more like a command than a comfort. He presses his palm to Shaoyou’s wrist, fingers stroking slow circles against the skin as his pheromones pulse like heat-waves, alternating between soothing coolness and enticing fire.
By the time the car glides into their private drive, Shaoyou’s composure has unravelled. His body leans toward Hua Yong instinctively, like gravity itself has chosen sides. When the door opens, Hua Yong slips out first, then turns with a graceful movement, holding out his hand.
Shaoyou takes it without hesitation, eyes darkened, body tense with the pain of resisting.
Inside, Hua Yong leads him through the dimly lit hall, their footsteps echoing. Every few steps, he brushes against his alpha’s side, feeding him pheromones in careful doses, teasing him, guiding him deeper into the haze.
Shaoyou's head spins as he gets hotter with each step he takes by his orchid's side. He loosens his tie and undoes the uppermost button of his shirt as he is guided, almost siren called, towards his and Hua Yong's bedroom.
He sways as he is tugged powerfully by his jacket into a quick kiss before being pushed down to sit on the edge of the bed. His legs are spread open as his orchid kneels between them.
“A-Yong. What are you doing, my orchid?” He asks, his voice sounding far away in his own ears as he keeps his body burning with lust from pouncing forward and ravishing the ethereal, irreplaceable lover so close to his hard as steel cock.
“Helping my alpha.” Hua Yong answers, his fingers flicking open the button of Shaoyou's pants as he answered. His red eyes are dark enough to be mistaken for their normal colour in the dim lighting.
“I can do that myself, A-Yong. I know you..must be uncomfortable.” Shaoyou says his voice is filled with lust, but also the deep desire to keep his orchid safe. Knowing his “omega” must think he has to help him because of his condition, even if it meant doing things beyond his comfort point of just kissing.
"I'm not uncomfortable. Shaoyou. I want to help you. I want to do this. Let me.” Hua Yong replies, his last two words commanding as he unzips Shaoyou's pants slowly to take in the musk on his precum.
Shaoyou’s breath hitches as he hears Hua Yong call him by his name for the first time. He feels his cock swell even more with what that does to him. His fingers curl around the edge of the bed on either side of his body as his cock jumps in his underwear from the lessening pressure from his pants.
“Why aren't you uncomfortable, A-Yong?” Shaoyou questions as he ignores stopping Hua Yong from tugging his pants down his thighs and to his feet as a dizzy heat narrows his focus into wanting this.
“Because you said you would permanently mark me. So I can do anything for you, to you, to make you feel better.” Hua Yong answers with truths and lies as he takes in Shaoyou's glorious thighs decorated with the most beautiful garters he has ever seen in his life.
“Beautiful.” He praises as he places a sweet, worshipful kiss on the skin of his exclusive omega’s right thigh directly below the black circular strap of the garter. Shaoyou moans as his orchid's lips kiss his thighs again and again. Each kiss becomes more devotional.
“Shaoyou. Let me help you.” Hua Yong says it should have come out as pleading, but it was demanding as seductive pheromones flood the bedroom. Alpha instincts clash with submissive want as Shaoyou goes further into the haze of his heat, and the calmness of his orchid's pheromones.
“Help me. A-Yong.” Shaoyou moaningly consents as he touches Hua Yong's cheek. The feel of his orchid's skin under his palm centres him in the storm his body is experiencing.
Hua Yong’s heart races at Shaoyou’s consent, a thrill of power coursing through him. He leans in closer, his breath warm against Shaoyou’s skin as he places another soft kiss on his inner thigh, trailing his lips up toward the hem of the garter. The scent of desire hangs thick in the air, wrapping around them like a warm blanket.
“Just relax and enjoy, my alpha,” he murmurs, grounding Shaoyou with his voice, laced with honeyed promises. With a teasing flick of his tongue, he tastes the salty sweetness of Shaoyou’s desire, earning a pleading gasp from his exclusive omega.
Shaoyou's fingers tangle in Hua Yong’s hair, urging him closer while grappling with the sensations flooding his senses. The heat pooling in his stomach intensifies, and he can’t suppress the whimper escaping his lips as Hua Yong kisses a path higher, his mouth a gentle fire igniting every nerve.
“More, A-Yong. Please,” Shaoyou pleads, desperation creeping into his tone. He can feel the weight of Hua Yong’s gaze, those vibrant eyes drinking in every detail, every reaction he gives.
“Patience, my love,” Hua Yong replies, a smirk playing on his lips as he pulls back momentarily to admire the sight before him. Shaoyou, breathless and beautiful, his body trembling with need, is a vision that fuels Hua Yong’s resolve.
With deliberate slowness, he takes his time, drawing out each moment, making Shaoyou ache for more. His hands slide up Shaoyou’s thighs, squeezing ever so lightly, fingers teasing along the edges of his underwear before he tantalizingly drags them down, revealing even more of the exquisite alpha before him.
“Look at you,” Hua Yong whispers reverently, letting his fingertips graze along the smooth skin, igniting sparks at every point of contact. “So perfect, so eager.”
“A-yong, it hurts,” Shaoyou gasps, his voice a mix of passion and vulnerability, the tension in his body ready to snap at any moment.
With a commanding presence, Hua Yong leans in again, his lips capturing Shaoyou’s cock with a soft, inviting pressure. He takes Shaoyou deeper into his mouth, swirling his tongue around, coaxing out more of his essence, savouring the taste of him.
“Ah! A-Yong!” Shaoyou cries out, his back arching, the pleasure overwhelming. His hands grip the sheets, white knuckles betraying the storm of emotions surging through him.
Hua Yong bobs his head slowly, finding a rhythm that makes Shaoyou writhe, each motion a dance of dominance and submission. He watches Shaoyou’s face, memorising the way his features contort with pleasure and need, the way he bites his lip to stifle moans, only to let them escape in a series of breathless gasps.
“Let go, Shaoyou. I want to hear you,” Hua Yong encourages, his voice low and sultry as he increases his pace, teasing the edge of Shaoyou's pleasure.
With each flick and swirl, Shaoyou's control begins to crumble, the sound of his breathing becoming erratic, hunger blazing in his darkened eyes. He’s lost in a haze of ecstasy, and all he can think about is how good it feels to give in to the sensations filling him, trusting Hua Yong completely.
“A-Yong! I—I'm so close,” he warns, barely able to form coherent sentences as the pressure builds, spiralling higher and higher until it feels like he’s about to burst.
“Let go for me, my alpha,” Hua Yong murmurs, his heart racing with excitement and possessiveness. He grips Shaoyou’s thighs tighter, anchoring him as he prepares to take all of him, to give him everything he’s been holding back.
With a final swirl of his tongue, Hua Yong feels Shaoyou shatter beneath him, the sound of his name spilling from his lips a symphony of pure pleasure. Hua Yong savours every moment, every taste, as Shaoyou lets go completely, lost in the sweet surrender of the connection they share.
Hua Yong pulls back, swallowing his exclusive omega’s sweet release, his eyes darkening with desire when he sees his heat-stricken baby is still rock hard even having just cum down his throat.
He puts his lips around the pulsing head of his alpha's cock, teasing the fluttering tip with his tongue as he undoes the garters on his exclusive omega's well worshiped for now thighs. His lover pushes up into his mouth, craving more from him, but he pulls back, teasing to wait for the more they both crave.
“These made you look so gorgeous. Keep using them only for me to see, just like tonight.” Hua Yong praises as he runs the removed garters up his alpha's thighs, the black straps going over the veins of Shaoyou’s hard cock as Hua Yong's words become possessively demanding.
Shaoyou moans as his garter straps torment his sensitive cock. “Only for you, A-Yong.” He says. Submissively and truthfully. He would only wear those garters for his irreplaceable lover from now on.
Hua Yong smiles at his exclusive omega's submission to him. His cock throbs as he unbuttons and pulls his baby's shirt away from his chest.
Toned, unmarked skin is all Hua Yong sees as he climbs up from between Shaoyou's spread legs. “Lay back, my alpha.” He instructs as he caresses and kneads at his alpha's chest, harder and more claiming than an omega would do, but not strong enough to reveal his enigma identity.
Shaoyou lays down his hands, going to Hua Yong's shoulders, pulling on the coat he is still wearing as he falls into the dominating touches of his orchid. “A-Yong!” He yells as his pecs and nipples get squeezed. The burning heat and desire spike as he feels his orchid squeeze at his pecs more firmly until his nipples are hardened and pressed into two hot palms.
Hua Yong had never understood the talks of alphas growling over their omegas during sex, but as he releases a possessive hum following his pliant alpha's yell, he understands growling possessively over his exclusive omega could be something he enjoys learning to do.
“Move with me, baby.” He says as he pushes his alpha up the bed and bites down on his neck. He keeps his teeth clamped down as his alpha crawls backwards on the bed using his elbows.
“Shaoyou. I want you.” He says as he grinds his cock into his exclusive omega's hard, naked cock. While releasing his first bite and places another until his alpha's neck, except his scent gland is marked up by him.
“I want you too.” Shaoyou pants back as he tries to flip his orchid underneath him.
“No.” Hua Yong rumbles, his eyes flashing a bright, dangerous red as his dominance is challenged. “I want you. I want to be inside you.” He emphasises as he puts his thumb inside his alpha's mouth, at the same time releasing a cloud of pheromones.
Shaoyou’s lips part around Hua Yong’s thumb, the taste of his skin filling his mouth as his orchid’s pheromones coil around him, heavy and intoxicating. His body shudders, the fight draining from his muscles, though his alpha instincts still twitch at the idea of being taken.
“A-Yong… you—” his voice cracks, thick with lust and confusion. His pupils blow wide as Hua Yong leans down, lips brushing his ear.
“You said I was yours forever,” Hua Yong whispers, his tone dripping with command disguised as devotion. “Then let me prove I am strong enough to carry you, to take your pain away. Let me hold you from the inside.”
Shaoyou’s breath hitches, the words clawing straight into the core of his protective nature. His orchid wasn’t pleading. He was claiming, offering himself not as fragile but as someone capable of bearing the weight of an alpha’s need.
“But you’re my omega…” Shaoyou mutters weakly, though his grip on Hua Yong’s wrist tightens instead of pushing him away.
Hua Yong smirks, eyes glinting red even as he presses kisses down Shaoyou’s jaw. “I am your omega. Your only one. That’s why I can do this for you. Only I can.” His voice dips lower, more dangerous, more irresistible. “Do you really think this heat you feel will go away any other way?”
Shaoyou groans, caught between instinct and desire, his body already arching into Hua Yong’s touch. He feels undone, cornered in the sweetest trap.
“Trust me,” Hua Yong murmurs, his hand sliding down to curl around both their cocks pressed together. He strokes once, slow and deliberate, wringing a desperate moan from his alpha. “Let me in, Shaoyou. Let me be the one to take you apart.”
The words sink deep, laced with pheromones so thick Shaoyou can barely think. His resistance crumbles like paper in fire. His head falls back, throat bared, chest heaving.
“...Take me, A-Yong,” he rasps at last, voice hoarse with surrender. “Do what you want. I’m yours.”
Hua Yong’s smile is sharp, victorious, and when he kisses Shaoyou again, it’s all teeth and tongue, as if he has been starving.
Hua Yong’s kiss deepens, a mix of hunger and possessiveness that stirs something primal in both of them. His hands move with purpose, exploring every inch of Shaoyou’s body, igniting fire beneath his fingertips as he claims his alpha with every touch.
“Good boy,” he murmurs against Shaoyou’s lips, and the praise sends a shiver of delight through Shaoyou’s core. The words echo in his mind, igniting a blaze of need that feels all-consuming.
“I need you, A-Yong,” Shaoyou breathes, his voice breaking slightly, raw with desire. He can feel the weight of Hua Yong’s gaze, burning into him, making him ache to be consumed completely.
Hua Yong watches him with a fierce, possessive gaze, his own desire simmering just beneath the surface. “You’re so beautiful when you give in, my alpha,” he murmurs, brushing his fingers along Shaoyou’s jawline, tilting his face for better access. “But it’s time for me to take you.”
With that, he positions himself between Shaoyou’s legs, his breath hitching as he catches sight of the anticipation etched in his lover’s features. “Are you ready for me?” he asks, his voice low and sultry, every word laced with the promise of what’s to come.
“Yes, A-Yong. Please…it hurts so much,” Shaoyou responds, his voice thick with yearning. The heat radiating from his body feels like an invitation, urging Hua Yong closer.
Hua Yong moves with deliberate slowness, taking his time as he prepares them both. He leans down, capturing Shaoyou’s lips again in a searing kiss, pouring all his emotions into the connection. It’s a dance of dominance and surrender, a reaffirmation of their bond.
Breaking the kiss, Hua Yong lets his fingers trail down Shaoyou’s body, relishing in the way his alpha reacts to every touch. “Just breathe,” he instructs softly, as he pulls his pants and underwear off his cock and positions himself at Shaoyou’s entrance, teasingly slow before he pushes inside.
The sensation sends a shudder through both of them, and Shaoyou’s breath hitches as he feels Hua Yong fill him. “A-Yong…” he gasps, losing himself in the overwhelming pleasure.
“Just like that,” Hua Yong encourages, pushing deeper, his eyes dark with desire. He keeps his movements slow, allowing Shaoyou to adjust, to savour the feeling of being claimed. The intimacy of the moment wraps around them, cocooning them in their shared heat.
As Hua Yong thrusts, he watches Shaoyou’s face closely, every lift of his brow, every moan of pleasure, the way his body responds to each movement. It’s intoxicating, like a drug that pulls Hua Yong deeper into the haze of their connection.
“Tell me how it feels,” Hua Yong whispers, his voice a low rumble as he begins to pick up the pace, grounding Shaoyou with his presence.
“It feels… amazing,” Shaoyou gasps, his body arching into each thrust, the pleasure building once more. “I need more, A-Yong.”
Hua Yong’s heart races at those words, driving him to push harder, deeper, fueling the fire between them. “I’ll give you everything, Shaoyou. Just let go.”
“More, A-Yong. Please,” Shaoyou begs, and Hua Yong responds to his baby's begging by pulling out of his entrance and flipping him to his stomach in one smooth motion before slamming back inside the wet, heat that is all his to wreck and claim.
Shaoyou moans into his pillow as pleasure edged with pain makes his body tremble. His neck is grabbed and he smells a heavy, dominating smell of orchid as he is pounded into from behind.
“My Shaoyou…” Hua Yong moans, his eyes and pheromones displaying his true nature, his enigma side as he thrusts his cock hard and fast into the internal heat that is welcoming him now, and soon will welcome his pup.
The bed shakes and the headboard bangs into the wall at Hua Yong’s speed and power. “Hua Yong…slower.. please..too much..” Shaoyou cries out through panting moans as his cock enlarges with his pleasure from being fucked from behind, and having his cock fucked into the bed.
“You wanted more, my alpha. I'm giving you more.” Hua Yong replies as he releases dominating pheromones in his exclusive omega's scent gland while grabbing his alpha's neck.
Skin slapping against skin, possessive rumbles, and pleading cries and moans fill the pheromone and sex scented room as Hua Yong's control slips from him as his rut hits and he fulfils his decades long of mate seeking syndrome.
Beautiful tears catch Hua Yong's attention, and he kisses them away as he regains some control of himself after seeing he is truly going too hard on his exclusive omega during their first mating.
“I'll be gentler now, baby.” He kisses Shaoyou’s lips as he pulls out a choker from his white coat and puts it on. It is one of his restraints and won't do much to keep him in control by itself, but it will be enough for tonight.
He takes his coat and black silk shirt off his chest and takes his underwear and pants all the way off as he thrusts in a sensual and fulfilling rhythm.
So beautiful. Hua Yong writes over Shaoyou's back with his fingers before putting one hand on his alpha's neck, and one on the choker on his neck as he increases his speed and power of his thrusting again.
Wetness, not as good as slick, eases and increases the intimacy between Hua Yong and Shaoyou as Shaoyou's anal passage becomes increasingly sensitive to the thrusting of his lover's cock.
“Lift your hips for me, my alpha.” Hua Yong whisperingly commands over the shell of Shaoyou's ear as he shoves his hand under his alpha’s waist and grabs his desperate, pulsing cock.
He chokes himself with his choker so as not to fuck his exclusive omega unconscious as his lover pushes his ass back onto his cock as he obeys him without one drop of resistance.
“Tell me you feel good. That I am the only one that makes you feel this good.” Hua Yong requests, but his tone demands a response as he pounds into his alpha while fucking his alpha's cock into his hand as his pretty ass stays lifted in the air for him to use.
Shaoyou cries out brokenly, body shuddering as his cock jerks helplessly in Hua Yong’s hand. “Yes! Only you, A-Yong—only you make me feel this way!” His words tumble out like confession, ragged and raw, his pride shattered under the weight of need.
“That’s right,” Hua Yong growls, lips dragging across the damp skin of his alpha’s shoulder as he thrusts harder, deeper. His fingers squeeze around Shaoyou’s cock, pumping him in time with the ruthless rhythm of his hips. “You belong to me. Every sound, every breath, every drop. Mine.”
Shaoyou’s back arches, his voice breaking into sharp, desperate moans. “Yours! I’m yours—ah, A-Yong!” His body trembles violently, muscles tightening as he spills thick and hot into Hua Yong’s fist, pleasure tearing through him like lightning.
Hua Yong doesn’t stop. He drives into his alpha’s oversensitive body, his own restraint unravelling as the sight and scent of Shaoyou’s release pushes him to the edge. His red eyes glow bright as blood, pupils narrowing with possessive hunger.
“Take all of me, Shaoyou,” he rasps, voice breaking as he buries himself to the hilt. His orgasm crashes over him, hot release spilling deep into his alpha’s body as his teeth sink into the side of Shaoyou’s neck, just above his scent gland, branding him with a mark as close to a claiming permanent mark as he can. Shaoyou’s pulse thrums with the Enigma’s dominance.
Shaoyou screams his orchid’s name, body jerking at the overwhelming sensation of being filled and marked at once. His cock twitches again, spilling weakly even as he collapses against the sheets, boneless and trembling.
Hua Yong ruts into him a few more times, emptying himself completely before stilling, chest heaving as he clings to his lover. He licks over the bite mark reverently, soothing the broken skin as though worshipping what he has taken.
“You’re mine now, Shaoyou,” Hua Yong whispers hoarsely against his ear, his voice equal parts command and devotion. He presses kisses along the damp curve of his alpha’s throat. “No one else will ever touch you like this. No one else could ever take you from me.”
Shaoyou, dazed and undone, turns his head enough to capture Hua Yong’s lips in a weak, trembling kiss. “Only you, A-Yong,” he murmurs, surrender written in every syllable. “Forever yours.”
Hua Yong smiles against his lips, satisfied and victorious, pulling his exhausted alpha tight against his chest. Their mingled scents—orchid and orange rum—wrap around them, sealing the bond in the air as completely as in their bodies.