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Jin GuangYao is propped up on one of his elbows, gaze soft but intent he watches Jiang Cheng sleeping, curled into himself next to him. There was a faint crease in his brows even when asleep, lips curved downwards in a very small yet endearingly adorable pout.
He belatedly realises that he really, really likes watching the younger omega sleep. Jiang Cheng just looked so unguarded and precious when he slept, like a little kitten waiting to be preyed upon by a predator.
Lan XiChen and Nie MingJue had been summoned to deal with some issue involving minor sects he didn’t bother looking into. Why would he, anyway? With those two territorial bastards out of the way, he could finally play with Jiang Cheng as he wished, and he is definitely going to make the most of his time.
He shifts closer, carefully maneuvering Jiang Cheng onto his back, letting his own body settle above him, caging him beneath his own body. His knees bracketed Jiang Cheng’s waist, one hand cradling the side of his neck, the other gently cupping his face. His thumb traced the curve of Jiang Cheng’s bottom lip, then pressed down, applying pressure to the soft, plush muscle.
In response, Jiang Cheng’s lips part and he makes a small noise. His brows furrow, breath catching in his throat and a faint flush creeps up his face, colouring his cheeks a very cute shade of pink.
He smiles, eyes darkening. His thumb lingers for a moment longer, feeling the warmth of Jiang Cheng’s mouth beneath it, then slips away. He leans in, letting his breath brush against flushed skin, and then presses his lips to Jiang Cheng’s. Gentle at first, before deepening the kiss with the intent of devouring him with the kind of hunger he only allows himself when no one else is watching.
He relishes in the way Jiang Cheng gives in almost immediately, whining and whimpering into the kiss, drinking in every sound the younger has to offer. He’s really starting to understand why Lan Huan is addicted to kissing the daylights out of Jiang Cheng. Instead of closing his eyes like he usually would, Jin GuangYao keeps his eyes open as he intently watches Jiang Cheng’s flush deepen even more, probably travelling all the way down to his neck.
It is only when he finally pulls away that Jiang Cheng starts to wake up. His lashes flutter, brows furrowing tighter before he slowly blinks his eyes open. He looks dazed, eyes glassy as he blinks again, trying to make sense of whatever was going on around him.
Not that Jin GuangYao would let him, of course. Without missing a beat, he kisses Jiang Cheng again.
The younger’s breathing stutters against his lips, body going completely still. He makes a confused sound, and Jin GuangYao’s smile only widens as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss, coaxing his mouth open, the hand on the side of his neck sliding up to cup his jaw, holding him in place.
He finds it so adorable how tears are already starting to form in the corner of Jiang Cheng’s eyes. He finally pulls away when he feels that the other is out of breath, squirming beneath him.
“Good morning A-Cheng,” he whispers against Jiang Cheng’s lips and chuckles when the younger scrunches up his nose and glares at him with bleary eyes, like a disgruntled little kitty cat upset at being denied a treat.
“Did you sleep well?”
Jiang Cheng grumbles in response, turning his face slightly as if to escape the touch, but he doesn’t push him away. But the movement only bares more of his throat to Jin GuangYao, the pale skin flushed faintly pink. It is an unintentional offering, and Jin GuangYao is more than happy to accept it.
He leans in, letting his teeth graze against the skin before sinking them easily, revelling in how the body beneath him jolts, a surprised squawk making its way past Jiang Cheng’s lips. His fingers clutch the sheets, back arching ever so slightly when the older omega pulls back to lick the bitten area, as if to soothe it.
“Y–Yao-ge..”
“Hm?”
Jin GuangYao pulls back just enough to see him clearly, bracing himself with one hand beside Jiang Cheng’s head.
“What is it?”
Jiang Cheng blinks up at him through his lashes, lips parting as if to speak, but then he hesitates. His brows twitch, and he closes his mouth again, clearly debating whether it’s worth saying at all. A few seconds later, he clears his throat, eyes flicking away for a moment before returning to Jin GuangYao’s face.
“…Good morning.” he ends up mumbling, voice small.
Jin GuangYao blinks down at him, momentarily stumped, before he bursts into laughter.
Heavens, he thinks, as Jiang Cheng squirms beneath him, cheeks turning a deeper shade of red as he very visibly regrets his choice of words. It’s no wonder neither Nie Mingjue nor Lan XiChen can keep their hands off Jiang Cheng.. Had he been an alpha as well, he’d have probably locked him up in Koi Tower and hidden him away from everyone.
He shakes his head. Not that it matters. He doesn’t need to be an alpha to bully an orgasm out of Jiang Cheng.
He pulls back, repositioning himself between Jiang Cheng’s legs, coaxing him to spread them wide. Then, with gentle hands pulls the younger’s pants down, purring in satisfaction when Jiang Cheng complies without even giving it a thought.
He meets the omega’s questioning gaze from between his legs, smirking.
And then, without giving any warning, he spanks his cunt.
The reaction is immediate; Jiang Cheng cries out, eyes widening as his back arches off the bed, thighs twitching. Jin GuangYao doesn’t wait before hitting him again, clicking his tongue when the younger tries to close his legs.
“Be good, A-Cheng.” He warns, nails of his free hand digging into Jiang Cheng’s thigh. The younger hisses at that, levelling his gaze with Jin GuangYao’s and musters up the best glare he can. Not that it’s effective, though.. To Jin GuangYao, he only looks like a bratty, misbehaving kitten refusing to follow orders.
He pries his nether lips apart, pinching his clit between his fingers, making Jiang Cheng’s body spasm. His glare immediately melts away, toes curling as he loses his grip on the sheets, a high pitched mewl leaving his mouth. His legs relax and he allows them to be pried apart again.
“Good boy,” Jin GuangYao coos at him, as he continues assaulting the younger’s clit, pinching and twisting it between his fingers till it swells.
Jiang Cheng shivers under him, a string of incoherent moans and babbles leaving his mouth every few seconds. His own pheromones start reacting to Jiang Cheng’s, their scents intertwining with each other, filling the room. And gods, the younger’s hole is gushing so much slick, he won’t even need to use any sort of lubricant to open him up..
“Such a good and sensitive omega you are, A-Cheng. It’s no wonder even Er-ge loses himself so easily with you...”
The hand he was using to grip Jiang Cheng’s thigh moves higher, the pad of his thumb pressing up against the omega’s hole.
“Wa–wai— a–ah—!”
He pushes his thumb in, past the tight ring of muscles and it enters easily with a wet sound. Jiang Cheng’s expression crumbles under the assault, thighs twitching and seizing up as he throws his head back, hands fisting into the sheets once more.
“I wonder,” Jin GuangYao purrs, as he pushes his thumb all the way in, making sure that his nail scrapes against the inside of Jiang Cheng’s walls. Despite the entry being easy, the younger’s walls were clamping down around him so hard it was making it hard to move.
“How is it that you fit Er-ge and Da-ge inside you, when you’re so tight with barely a fraction of that girth?”
Jiang Cheng only shakes his head, babbling something incoherent as he frantically tries to pull away. Not that he succeeds, of course, but Jin GuangYao finds it cute that he’s trying. He pulls the thumb out and replaces it with two fingers instead, making a scissoring motion with them to stretch the younger’s inside.
Jiang Cheng’s jaw goes slack in a silent scream as he can do nothing but take it, his back arching off the bed in an almost impossible curve, legs flailing helplessly. His walls clamp down around the fingers inside him, and the stretch burns, sending bursts of pleasure coursing through him everytime the older’s nails scrape against him.
Jin GuangYao only smiles, speeding up his movements as he watches how the younger trembles beneath him, pleasure coursing through his veins.
But just when he feels that Jiang Cheng is about to orgasm, he pulls out, abruptly stopping all movement.
A soft whine escapes Jiang Cheng, barely audible, but raw with frustration. His brows draw together, lashes damp, and his eyes glisten as he tries to blink away his tears to glare at Jin GuangYao through them.
“Y–You…” Jiang Cheng breathes, voice a little hoarse. Jin GuangYao only hums, not paying him any mind as he brings the slick coated fingers to the younger’s lips.
Jiang Cheng stiffens, the glare from earlier replaced with widened eyes, flicking down to look at the glistening fingertips hovering just inches from his mouth. His breathing stutters, and his lips part instinticely as he glances up at Jin GuangYao again.
The older’s smile only widens, something dark swirling in his eyes like ink in water. Gently, he pushes the fingers in Jiang Cheng’s mouth.
Jiang Cheng’s lips yield with a startled sound, the slick-coated fingertips slipping past them, resting heavy on his tongue. His eyes flutter shut, lashes trembling, and a faint whimper escapes him.
Almost hesitantly, he allows his tongue to curl around the intruding digits, whimpering as they press up against his palate. Despite this, he tries his best to suckle on them, while simaltaneously trying to shut off his brain and ignore the weight of the gaze piercing through him, even though he has his eyes shut tight.
“Good boy,” Jin GuangYao praises, and Jiang Cheng reacts with a full body shudder and quivering lashes. Jin GuangYao’s free hand rises, fingers threading through Jiang Cheng’s hair slowly and gently. He cards through it once, twice, before suddenly gathering the strands into a loose bundle and curling his fingers into a fist.
“Eyes on me, A-Cheng.”
Jiang Cheng’s eyes fly open when the older tugs at his hair, the sudden sting shooting down his spine and sending a wave of a mix of pain-pleasure through his veins. He whines around the fingers, the sound muffled and wet as he manages to meet the older’s gaze.
“That’s it,” Jin GuangYao coos, releasing the fistful of hair slowly, letting the strands slip through his fingers, then cards through it again, gentle now. “Such an obedient, good boy.”
A few seconds of holding the position, his fingers withdraw from Jiang Cheng’s mouth slowly, dragging across his tongue, letting the slick trail linger. A thin string of saliva stretches between them before breaking, and Jiang Cheng gasps softly, lips parted, eyes still locked onto Jin GuangYao’s, dazed.
“How did it taste, A-Cheng?”
Jiang Cheng only whimpers in response, blinking rapidly and trying to get his head out of the hazy fog surrounding it. Jin GuangYao’s fingers, still glistening with saliva, trace slowly across Jiang Cheng’s cheek, wet trail against flushed skin. Surely, one that’ll drive those territorial bastards insane with jealousy, he thinks passively.
“Words, A-Cheng,” Jin GuangYao murmurs, tilting his chin up with the pad of his thumb. “Use your words.”
“Mhn..S–Sweet…?”
Jin GuangYao hums, pleased at the answers as he pulls back once again, repositioning himself to straddle the younger’s wait once more. Jiang Cheng, ever the obedient omega, continues watching Jin GuangYao slowly part his robes open, revealing his chest.
He whines when his nipples are exposed to the cold air, but stays still, biting down on his bottom lip to somewhat distract himself. His chest rises and falls in small brusts, a result of his quickened breathing.
Not wasting any more time, Jin GuangYao leans in, closing his mouth around one of his nipples as he sinks his teeth into it. And with his free hand, he twists the other one between his fingers, digging his nails into the soft muscle.
Jiang Cheng’s back arches slightly, pushing his chest further into the older’s mouth, eyes screwing themselves shut in bliss. Jin GuangYao smiles against his skin, pleased, and then, begins to suckle on the bud in his mouth, as if intending to draw milk out of it.
He manages to reposition his knee between the younger’s legs, and grinds it hard up against where he figures Jiang Cheng’s leaking pussy would be.
The body beneath him jerks, as if a bolt of electricity had just been passed through it.His moan spills out unguarded, raw and wanton, and his breathing fractures. He frantically shakes his head, unsure if he wants to pull away or to just give himself up to the touch. His breathing becomes progressively more ragged as he instinctively starts humping and rubbing himself against the older’s knee.
Jiang Cheng is so lost in the pleasure coursing through him that he doesn’t even sense the presence of the alphas nearing, continuing to cry out and writhe, interrupted by small whimpers and pleas of ‘Yao-ge,’, ‘Gege, please..’ ‘Ge..!’.
Jin GuangYao, of course, notices the approaching alphas.
Yet, he cares little. Why should he, when he has the object of their desires writhing beneath him? It is them who should care, them who should be bothered.
He continues his assault, pinching and twisting the nipple in his grasp even harder as he continues suckling, and almost has to hold back a satisfied purr when he sees the silhouette of a stiff Lan XiChen and Nie MingJue with his jaw clenched tight standing infront of an open door.
His eyes gleam when he meets their gaze from where he’s suckling, as Jiang Cheng cries out for him once more. Seeing their alphas on the verge of snapping but unable to do anything about it always pleases him beyond what words could explain.
He maintains eye contact with the two, as he slowly unlatches his mouth from the flushed bud, lips glistening and curved into a smirk, before biting down hard on the same spot.
Jiang Cheng’s body seizes and then almost immediately goes boneless, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he squirts all over the bedsheets, accompanied with a hoarse, high pitched cry.
The last thing Jin GuangYao registers is hearing a growl before he is yanked off of Jiang Cheng by the waist and slammed down into the the mattress by Nie MingJue, next to a dazed Jiang Cheng, his wrists held in an iron-clad grip, pinned above his head.
“Our omega is so pretty, isn’t he?” he purrs, letting his gaze linger on Jiang Cheng’s flushed and trembling form, before turning to meet Nie Mingjue eyes, blown wide with lust. “The prettiest little slut, coming so easily undone even for another omega..”
Nie MingJue’s grip around his wrists tightens, and instead of answering him, the alpha presses his body weight onto him, before surging forward and crushing their mouths together in a heated kiss that’s more teeth than tongue. Jin GuangYao gasps into it, arms straining as he squirms against the grip around him, as he bites down into the other’s lips as a retort.
The alpha growls at him in warning, pulling back for barely a fraction of a second before devouring his mouth once more. He kisses him as if he’s waging a war. His mouth moves over Jin GuangYao’s with bruising intensity, tongue sweeping in to claim, to conquer.
And Jin GuangYao can only fight against him for so long. A few seconds in, his breathing stutters and he has no option but to yield, allowing the bastard to explore his mouth as he pleases.
Jin GuangYao is the first to break away from the kiss, lips bruised and breathing shallow. His chest rises sharply beneath Nie MingJue’s weight, eyes half-lidded as he turns his head slightly, trying to draw in air and maybe regain some of his ability to think.
Nie MingJue, however, has no intentions of giving the omega a break.
With a swift motion, he flips Jin GuangYao onto his stomach. Nie MingJue’s weight settles over him once more, pressing him into the mattress with deliberate force. The alpha’s thighs bracket his own, and he’s so close he can feel the heat radiating off the other’s body.
“You fucking minx,” Nie MingJue breaths against his nape, and Jin GuangYao’s breathing hitches. His fingers curl into the bedsheets when he feels teeth graze against the curve of his neck, right below his bond-mark. “You never learn, do you?”
“I learn plenty,” he hisses in response, and his tone is even but it sounds as if it’s a taunt. “And I believe that you are enjoying more than you’re letting on, A-Jue.”
“Brat.” Nie MingJue reprimands in a hoarse voice before sinking his teeth roughly into the omega’s nape. Jin GuangYao’s body jerks, as if someone has passed a bolt of electricity through it, though he feels more pleasure than pain. He bites into the bedsheet so as to not moan out loud, breath stuttering when he feels calloused fingers brush up against his own cunt. He hadn’t even realised that the alpha’s hand had slipped under his robes...
Nie MingJue keeps his teeth latched around his nape as he circles the omega’s hole with the pad of his finger, allowing it to be drenched in slick before pushing it inside the velvety warmth.
Jin GuangYao as he’s mercilessly fingered open, back arching into a sinful curve as two fingers are added in quick succession, making a scissoring motion inside him to stretch his insides beyond what they’re accustomed to. Muffled sounds of his pants and whimpers fill the room, teeth digging even harder into the bedsheets.
Next to them, Lan XiChen chuckles, as he slots himself between a disgruntled Jiang Cheng’s legs.
He coos at how the younger’s nose scrunches up, brows furrowing together into an adorable frown, and then without missing a beat, throws his legs over his shoulders and folds him into a mating press.
“Misbehaving omegas,” he breathes against Jiang Cheng’s neck, soft lips brushing just below his ears, as the omega makes an indignant sound and snaps out of his daze. “ought to be punished.”
“I—I didn’t–” Jiang Cheng starts, voice tight, but the words falter as Lan XiChen’s fingers slide up the side of his neck and gently wrap around it, thumb pressing into the hollow of throat.
“Oh?” Lan XiChen purrs into his ear, slightly tightening his grasp around the younger’s throat. Jiang Cheng swallows hard, tears springing up in the corner of his eyes. “But you did, Wanyin.”
“You could’ve easily wrestled A-Yao off,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to his flushed cheeks. “Could you not have, my dear?”
Jiang Cheng whimpers, hands flying up to grip Lan XiChen’s shoulders, trying to push him away; not that he succeeds in his attempts, of course.
“You know I hate it when you cum without my cock inside of you,” Lan XiChen drawls, pulling back just to lean back in again, unaffected by the younger’s resistance, allowing his lips to brush against Jiang Cheng’s.
“Wanyin knows exactly what that does to me,” He presses a quick kiss to his lips, pulling back but not before nipping on the omega’s bottom lip. “and yet my darling cannot behave himself.”
“However shall I punish you, kitten?”
Lan XiChen’s free hand moves down to pull his cock out of its confines, rubbing it up against the plump folds of Jiang Cheng’s pussy. The omega makes a sound of protest, trying to pull away, but it’s all futile.
“Shall I fuck you till you’re sure to never forget the feel of me inside you, baobei?” The tip comes into contact with his still sensitive clit, and Jiang Cheng can’t help but moan helplessly, frantically shaking his head.
“N—No! W–wait, it’s–” His breathing hitches when the tip presses against his hole. “T—too big–”
“But A-Cheng can take it, can’t he?” Lan XiChen coos, pressing a kiss to Jiang Cheng’s forehead.
“Look at how A-Yao has taken A-Jue already,”
Almost subconsciously, Jiang Cheng finds himself glancing sideways, blinking away his tears to see how Jin GuangYao is quite literally being pounded into the mattress by Nie MingJue, their almost nude bodies connected as if that’s how it should be, at all times.
“Look at him, taking his alpha’s knot like a good omega,” Another kiss is pressed to the tip of Jiang Cheng’s nose, followed by another on his flushed, tear-stricken cheeks. “Don’t you want to be good for your alpha too, baobei? Do you not want to make up for your earlier mistake?”
“Gege, nnh–”
He whines, lips parting in a gasp when the tip tries to force itself in. It’s not painful per se, considering the amount of slick he’s been leaking from down there, but the stretch is big, bigger than he’s used to, because Lan XiChen usually takes his time to prepare his hole to accommodate his abnormal girth.
“—ck– A–Ah! P–Please, gege, gege—! Gege, gege, a–ah, geg- hnngh– gege! N–No, w—wai—-!”
His voice breaks off into a high pitched mewl as Lan XiChen manages to push the tip in, accompanied with a wet, pop sound. His body trembles beneath the alpha, breath coming in short.
His nails dig into the alpha’s shoulders, as his walls clamp around down the length forcing its way into him. He can’t help but throw his head back (as much as the grip around his neck would allow him, of course), thighs quivering and body wracked with a mix of pain and pleasure as he cries out.
“Alph–slower, gege— XiCh– Huan–! Gege, g–ge, H–Huan, g–gege, ge– p–please, nnhh–”
“So tight,” Lan XiChen groans, ignoring all the cries and pleas to slow down, as he bottoms out in one go, relishing the way the omega’s body undergoes a full-body shudder beneath him. “Did you also cry out like this when A-Yao played with you, kitten?”
Jiang Cheng tries to make a sound of protest, to refute the claim but all that leaves him is a garbled sound, pleasure shooting through his spine and coursing through his veins as Lan XiChen grinds the tip of his cock against the entrance of his womb, almost catching onto it.
Lan XiChen pulls back, making sure to drag his length slowly, relishing the velvety warmth of his omega’s hole till the widest part of his member catches against Jiang Cheng’s rim, and then slams back in with all the force he can muster up.
The bedframe creaks from the force of the thrust, and Jiang Cheng’s jaw goes slack in a silent scream, as his eyes roll to the back of his head. He feels so out of it, it’s as if he’s drowning in a sea of pleasure, and each wave that crashes into him only doubles the previous sensation.
His vision goes white, as he comes around the alpha’s cock with a hoarse cry.
He can hear the alpha saying something, but his brain is too muddled, too clouded with pleasure to actually understand or process the words. It’s as if he’s floating on a cloud, away from all of his thoughts, just a mere body for his alpha to take and take and take and take and take—
He chokes, body going stiff when the grip around his neck tightens, enough to restrict his air flow. The grip is released almost immediately but it is enough to bring him back to his senses, and he finds himself looking up at a smiling Lan XiChen. He almost hisses.
Before he can say or do anything, however, Lan XiChen rams into him once again, sending his mind reeling. This time, he doesn’t stop the thrusts and another wave of pleasure crashes straight into Jiang Cheng’s core, sending his mind into overdrive once more.
Lan XiChen continues this process of taking him to the brink of blacking out and then bringing him back to square one, and it only serves to make both his body and mind multiple times more sensitive.
He can’t stop himself from trembling and shivering, nor can he stop the cries from spilling out of his mouth. His hands have lost the grip on the alpha’s shoulders and have fallen limply to the side, and he’s lost track of the amount of orgasms the alpha has wrung out of him, the amount of times he’s begged for the older to stop, that he can’t take it anymore, to please, please fill him with his seeds, with his pups, breed him till he’s full and bloated and round and—
After what feels like forever, Lan XiChen rams into him one final time before his cock twitches and delivers his sperm straight into his womb. Jiang Cheng is barely coherent when Jin GuangYao suddenly grabs his chin, pulling him into a sloppy and messy kiss.
He whimpers into the kiss when he feels the alpha harden inside him once more.
Both of them are simaltaneously pulled away from the kiss by their respective alphas, not even a few seconds later.
“H–Huan— mmhppphfhg—!”
This time, it’s Lan XiChen pulling him into a kiss, which is definitely rougher than the one with Jin GuangYao. He can’t help but whine into it as the alpha swallows the sound hungrily, licking into his mouth as if determined to mark each and every crevice in it as his own.
Jiang Cheng isn’t even given the time to catch his breath when Lan XiChen pulls back; In a split second, he’s manoeuvred to lie on his chest, hips raised with the alpha’s cock still plugging him up. The hand around his neck shifts to hold his wrists down behind his back, pressing him further into the mattress.
The alpha starts fucking into him with renewed vigor, and this time, Jiang Cheng isn’t even left with the energy to use his voice. The position has brought him face to face with Jin GuangYao, and despite the small distance he can barely make out his expression, vision too blurred with tears that just won’t stop flowing.
After his next orgasm, he feels his consciousness fade, as his vision slowly blacks out.
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