"Seriously, why stop? I really would love to see more," Khaldun purred like a cat in amusement.
Unlike Khaldun, Sly found no humor in this instance; he just wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole.
He tried closing his eyes once more to see if this was a nightmare Sly could wake from but when he reopened his eyes the S-tier alpha was still there.
While standing in the door frame Khaldun looked down at Sly calmly and shamelessly without blinking an eye.
Even in his pitiful current condition Sly wanted Khaldun to stop looking at him like that.
Yet once their eyes met Sly couldn’t look away either and so for a few oppressive seconds of silence they just kept staring at each other.
He still had that smirk on his face, the corners of Khaldun’s lips still slightly curled and the light in those mixed bags of blue and green eyes were somewhat perverted.
Sly shivered, for those were the eyes of a mindless beast that found its targeted prey.
"Judging by that shitty dumbstruck look on your face it seems like you still have a few brain cells left to instantly recognize me," drawled Khaldun.
Khaldun didn’t wait for an invitation; he stepped into the cramped shower stall like he owned the place.
Leaning against the opaque glass wall of the shower stall Khaldun casually admired the view.
His magnetic voice dripped with disdain, "who knew I would find an omega in heat in such a place, a real tragedy, isn’t it?"
The alpha’s blase attitude just made Sly even more self conscious because of the seriousness of the situation.
He was an omega going into heat for the first time in the alpha’s communal bathroom.
Sly was practically asking for it with his eyes and the alpha complied.
From the moment Khaldun entered the cubicle he never once blinked as he carefully scrutinized every inch of the defenseless omega sprawled on the floor.
A blast of quality soothing S-tier pheromones smacked Sly in the face.
The owner of the suffocatingly enticing pheromones was now deliberately shoving it full force down Sly’s throat.
Sly imagined it was the same feeling as trying to deep throat a massive cock.
Its sheer magnitude left him wanting more, his toes curling up while his body shook uncontrollably.
"Why fight it?" encouraged Khaldun. "I’m giving you more of what you wanted. Satisfaction guaranteed. So pretend I’m not here and continue touching yourself."
Sly stubbornly refused to put on a show.
Help him or leave him the hell alone, was Sly’s stance.
Not very submissive, thought Khaldun with a frown.
Let’s see how long he can hold out if Khaldun turns things up a notch.
No one in their right mind would come near this area now.
S-tier pheromones were more aggressively potent.
Spilling outside while cocooning Sly’s body like a second layer of skin and leaving him powerless to resist.
His nerves on edge, his moral compass disoriented, unable to control himself, he thrashed around on the floor.
S-tier pheromones devoured Sly from head to toe.
"Please...please," Sly submitted pathetically. "It hurts."
Don’t ask Sly how he spilled his seed?
His untouched cock lay limp.
Its betrayal evident.
Then it started throbbing again and Sly felt despair like he was losing the last of his sanity.
When his body arched, his face contorted, breathing heavy as sapphire blue eyes rolled back.
Sly’s fingers moved as if compelled.
In.
Out.
Faster.
Fingers overworked, he felt delirious from the pleasure overwhelming him.
Liquid spurted outwards while more slick gushed from his tiny hole.
Spent and sore, muscles aching, he collapsed once more, sobbing moans escaped his chapped lips.
More.
Sly wanted more.
Omega’s were supposed to discreetly hide their pheromones by consuming inhibitors but Sly kept releasing subtle traces of his floral pheromones.
Freely and everywhere like he was above the law.
That pissed Khaldun off and he wanted to give the omega a dose of brutal reality.
The harsh cold truth was always welcome and wonderful advice in Khaldun’s opinion.
Khaldun scoffed, "I don’t smell any suppressants near you. What an idiot, walking around without them. Did you think you were some kind of mutant invincible omega? Were you planning on fighting all the alphas solo should your sweet pheromones leak outside?"
"Ahh...I...I...I’m not normally like this," stammered Sly, feeling ashamed.
Usually his pheromones, very faint and weak, rarely made their presence felt and Khaldun was acting so insufferable.
Like Sly made a habit of deliberately releasing omega pheromones.
Sexually frustrated, Sly wondered what it was about Khaldun that made him react to him like this?
"Of course, you’re not but right now you are an omega in heat. Normally I despise the sickeningly sweet smell of omegas but for some weird reason I find your pheromones refreshing. You love to play hide and seek whenever I’m around but strangely that only makes me crave you more. Listen up omega, as of today the game is officially over."
Instincts kicked in and drunk on S-tier pheromones Sly did something he would never have done sober.
Sly pleaded with Khaldun, "help me, please... give me some release.. I’m begging you."
Desperation fueled Sly’s hazy mind and he was ready to suck the S-tier alpha’s toes if Khaldun asked him to do it.
When Khaldun thought about how he had protected the little omega during the admissions test and instead of sticking around and thanking him, Sly dipped.
He was furious all over again.
The S-tier alpha’s eye brows raised, his forehead creased and his pupils darkened into narrow slits.
Khaldun finally got his prey and his animal instinct made him want to teach this silly omega a memorable lesson he would never forget.
"Listen up rookie," commanded Khaldun. "Let’s see how well you follow instructions. Roll over. Get on your knees. Lovely... Now spread those perky cheeks of yours. Real nice and slow."
Once Sly assumed the position, Khaldun crouched and whispered suggestively in Sly’s right ear, "just be honest, do you want me to fuck you?"
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