Trapped in an Omegaverse Tragedy

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These are the normal sounds that emerge when the skin on someone’s butt sorrounding the hole gets beaten against the lose skin of the balls under the dick of the one pounding in said hole.

Song-rik was hearing those sounds but at 3x speed.

Or was he just tweaking due to pheromone intoxication?

He didn’t know and he didn’t want to know because right now, all he wanted was Doha to go even faster and make that sound 5x the speed.

Did he feel pain? Yes, somewhat.

Did it bother him even a little? No.

The feeling of being filled upto his stomach by Doha as he rammed his cock inside him again and again, faster and heavier each time, it was euphoric.

Like a strange hunger in his deepest part was being satisfied.

The same spot up inside against his lower abdomen kept tingling as Doha’s dick rubbed against it again and again.

"Hyung, you feel so good.." Doha whispered as he bit Song-rik’s ear as he suckled on his neck.

"I want to bite off your neck."

"Do it," Song-rik looked up, half in delirium and half in lust. "But don’t you dare stop moving."

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Two drops of blood fell from Doha’s nose onto Song-rik’s lips.

He was red all over at Song-rik’s words.

"Can I really mark you? Haa...!" Doh said, putting his hand under Song-rik’s lower back to support him up. "Can I really?"

"Knock me up for all I care!! Just k...keee...p... haaa...ahn...moving..." Song-rik moved his hips unconsciously to keep the motion going.

"I feel like I’ll die if you stopped."

Doha, heeding the request, kept moving as sweat drops formed and dripped down his forehead.

He touched Song-rik’s neck with his one free hand and ran his fingers over the marks he had previously left there.

Song-rik had already cum about three times, but he was still rock hard and horny given how his hips and moans kept coming onto Doha.

Did he go into heat?

Doha thought as he felt the redness on Song-rik’s nape. The glands had become hot, red and swollen due to overwork. They were dumping pure chocolate inside as well as outside Song-rik like some open faucet.

Doha scratched his own nape as his own glands were getting itchy due to pheromone intoxication and overuse.

Am I... going into a rut too?

This is.... bad, isn’t it?

The room had essentially become a swirling mess of pheromones and it was just making things more heated.

Doha was far from being in his right mind and Song-rik... well he released the reins on his brain the moment he first whiffed a single atom of those pheromones.

Doha felt Song-rik tighten around him and then throb like crazy, choking his dick inside.

Now, after the fourth time, his cum was just clear liquid at this point.

Doha trembled as he came inside Song-rik. He stopped for a bit as Song-rik seemed to have passed out.

Doha looked down, he didn’t want to pull out. It was so warm and soft in there, he wanted to keep his dick stuck in there forever, if possible.

His cum was slowly leaking out. He adjusted himself lower inside, so that it would stop.

"Why did you stop....?" A whine arose from the omega.

He was pressing onto Doha’s stomach with his hand, trying to make him move.

"You’re driving me insane, hyung," Doha mumbled as he held the omega’s waist with both of his hands.

And then he turned him over, while still being inside. That did something for both of them as friction and inertia exist.

"Arh...!" A moan escaped Doha when he finally had Song-rik on all fours.

He then pushed Song-rik’s face down onto a pillow and positioned his hands holding his back cheeks apart, giving Doha a clear view of the site of action.

"There," Doha said flipping back his hair that were sticking to his forehead because of the sweat. "Hold it wide apart, hyung."

"Okay." A feeble and almost inaudible affirmation came from Song-rik.

Is this position embarrassing for him?

...

All the better then.

Doha smiled as he began moving again.

There’s actually a lot of difference between taking it from the front and from the back.

If the front feels like it’s going in too deep and sensations pile up, the back is pure pressure and force that you feel ramming into you as you realize your brain is turning into mush.

Song-rik didn’t know it would be so different. He was expecting the same smooth feeling as in the front that scratched a deep itch inside him.

This, instead felt like having his skeletal system shaken up inside as each push amd ram felt like a pounding hammering up his ass.

And the weirdest part... it didn’t hurt at all. It was straight up knock out pleasure.

And this time, Song-rik couldn’t stop his moans from escaping him as his voice jerked out with each push as if his one single moan was obliterated into three separate ones by the ramming.

Doha leaned forward and rubbed his face on the reddened nape of the omega squirming beneath him.

His eyes had a faint golden glow as he opened his mouth and sharp canines glinted.

He licked down the nape where the reddish glands were throbbing.

And then...!

*bite!

"Argh!!! Wait!!"

Song-rik screamed out as sharp pain began stinging its way through his neck and down his spine.

But no response came from Doha as he had now completely lost control and his eyes no longer seemed normal.

The flouroscent glow had become more prominent than the eye color. That meant complete pheromone saturation.

"Doha-ya? Ahh..!"

The teeth were pulled out as blood oozed out a little. Doha liked it and it stopped immediately. And then...

Another bite!

This time he nibbled onto the skin while licking it at the same time. As if trying to pour in his pheromones thoroughly.

This was of course, excruciatingly painful for Song-rik. And Doha not responding to him felt very scary.

At long last, Song-rik began crying and sobbing from the pain on his neck.

Though it didn’t remain pain for long.

He could feel the rose scented pheromones seeping in with each breath he took. They were changing and morphing his own pheromones.

Ah... We are bonding...

Song-rik though as he felt Doha move a bit more forcefully inside him. And somehow he seemed bigger now than before.

His teeth finally left the nape and from above, Doha admired his work of art. He had bitten and torn into the skin forming a smily.

He smiled mischievously as his eyes glinted gold and he ran his hand down Song-rik’s back, from top to bottom.

And suddenly... he couldn’t move anymore.

He felt stuck. Physically and literally stuck inside Song-rik.

Doha panicked a little as he turned over Song-rik’s face towards. Oh, it was mess. He had tears and snot all over. His eyes and nose and lips were trembling red.

"Hyung," Doha said, sheepishly. "I think I’ve knotted you."

Song-rik’s face visibly twisted into a panic as he looked at his backend while turning his neck as much as he could.

"You’ve what now?! And right after marking me!! Are you trying to kill me, Doha?!" Song-rik almost yelled.

"I didn’t realise when it happened... so could you please... stay still a little as I..." Doha suddenly held onto Song-rik’s waist.

"Wait... you’re not...!"

But before Song-rik could get another word out, Doha had already rammed his cock deeper inside him.

"I’m sorry, hyung. But I don’t think I can stop right now." He said as he moved faster and faster as Song-rik’s hole stretched further under the pressure of a knotted dick.

"Ye...Yeon Doha! Jus...Just ...ahn... wait!!" Song-rik yelled out mid moans.

"You can beat me up all you want, later, hyung. But right now, I really need to...!"

And ... spurt!

Song-rik came all over the sheets below him.

"St...op now... I...came."

"No can do. I am not done yet." Doha said as he kept moving, now going even faster instead.

"The night is still young, hyung."

*****

Yeon Soohi, at last, couldn’t stop herself from walking her ass over to Han Yohan’s apartment.

No matter how I think about it, I was too harsh that day!

She walked up the stairs of the building. As ahe reached his floor, she checked herself in her phone camera.

I’m looking alright, right?

Going in front of his door, Soohi took a deep breath in.

It had been two weeks since they properly talked after all.

"Ahem!" She coughed as a kid passed by her.

Huh? Did a kid live here? I’ve never seen one here. Isn’t the guy next door to oppa an old grandpa?

Is that his grandson?

Soohi shook her head as she was getting sidetracked.

She pressed the bell and knocked twice on the door. It was her go to method of letting Yohan know it was her. It was dangerous for omega’s to open their home door to just anyone.

The door opened.

"Opp...a..."

Soohi’s eyes widened as an older man, looking like he was in his forties, opened the door.

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