Trapped in an Omegaverse Tragedy

Yeon Doha was pleasantly surprised to know that Jang Songrik was trying to slowly wriggle out of his grasp as he slept peacefully.

You know, if it had been before a day, before they had any sexy time, before Doha very much marked him, he might have thou of it as cute and would’ve let him go.

But... a big fat but!

They just had sex for the very first time last night. Yeon Doha, a virgin in real life as well as in this world, had gotten the taste of the forbidden pleasure for the first time.

And for the love of God did he love it!!

He didn’t even bother pulling out after Songrik had already passed out with exhaustion and just slept with him like that.

It was so warm and soft inside Songrik that Doha didn’t want to even get an inch of his thing out.

Only if we could stay like this forever....

Doha thought as he pretended to sleep as he felt Songrik waking up and discovering the dick up his ass first thing in the morning.

As much as Songrik’s work life balance mattered, at least for today, Doha wasn’t letting him go easily.

But the omega was still dead set on weaseling out of this situation, so Doha did what any person pretending to sleep would.

He held the omega’s hips with his hands and whammed in his cock deeper than it already was.

"Ahn!" A sound escaped Songrik.

How pretty...

Doha thought as he saw his ears turning red from behind.

The fact that Songrik reacted so strongly to each of his touch and movements, was very pleasing for Doha.

Well, people in love do forget sometimes that this is the only way a person reacts when there’s a thick 12 inch dick inside them and it’s moving unpredictably.

But what happened next made his brain zone out as if he had suddenly swallowed something so untastable that he couldn’t whether to swallow it or throw it up.

Jang Songrik, a 29 year old reasonable man, started reciting the national anthem to get out of this current predicament.

Doha’s grip loosened from Songrik’s hips for a bit in shock and the omega used this chance immediately to get away.

He jerked up to stand and the sudden pull made the dick inside himpush right on prostrate, making him a cumming mess as he stood on weak legs.

Doha sat up in alarm and reached out his hand because he thought Songrik had tripped and would fall as the sudden weakness in legs was unexpected.

But as he moved forward and saw the gooey white liquid dripping from Songrik’s cock as a strong chocolate scent filled the omega’s vicinity.

"Hyung,"Doha said, staring directly at the dick and the cum on floor. "Can I please put it in again?"

"N...no...!" Songrik hid himself with his hands as he turned white and red due to embarrassment and yelled. "Why were you even sleeping with it in?!"

"Oh... I forgot to pull out. 😣😖"

"That’s obviously a lie because how do you even forget something like that!!!"

"I do, hyung. You made me forget about everything yesterday. You were that good."

"..."

"Hyung?"

"Why you little....!" Songrik had suddenly gotten embarrassed by what Doha told him being good.

"Then... can I do it again, please?" Doha, thinking it might work now as he had buttered up Songrik a little. "It’s too sad that you’re just leaving the next morning after we did... that. I feel like I was abandoned after getting taken advantage of."

"No.... I’m ... not abandoning you..." Songrik mumbled.

And to just be clear, this while negotiation is happening as Songrik is standing there, bent over due to weak legs and suddenly... something started dripping from Songrik’s back end.

This was... the massive amount of cum that Doha had filled up inside Songrik last night as they did it for god knows how many times.

And until morning, Doha was keeping it plugged shut inside with his member, which was now out and the liquids inside Songrik’s ass hole had a free permit to roam and venture out from the space their owner had left them.

And so they did, very fastly at that.

Songrik instinctively clenched his butt and joined his legs to stop ghe flow, but this made him tumble over to his bed as he lost his already weak balance.

He face planted right in front of Doha on the bed his butt stuck up.

"You didn’t have to get in position, already, you know," Doha said teasingly as he played with Songrik’s black hair.

"You know I tripped dow...!"

The movement Songrik rose his head to retaliate for the tease, he was taken in kiss so deep that his clench wore off and he now dripped even more fastly.

"S..tmmmmop!" He managed to ’hmm’ the word out but it had little effect on Doha who already had his hands all over Songrik’s face and back.

Alas, he was pulled onto the bed and laid on his back as Doha spread his legs... only to find the mess that was happening down there.

"Don’t look!!!" Songrik tried to cover up with his hands but it was useless.

Doha held up his hands above his head with one hand and stretched his hole withthe other.

"Hng!"

It didn’t need much stretching as it was already gaping at him. It was no surprise as he had been in there just a few minutes ago.

Blood dripped from his nose as he took the view under him in.

How sexy... and pretty...

To think this person will be with me forever...

The realisation made him even harder than he already was down there and he slapped his thing onto the wet slimy entrance of Songrik’s hole.

"The director can surely take a day off," he said as he slowly slid it in. "Right, hyung?"

It went in like butter.

Maybe because it was so wet with the cum or so stretched with having a dick inside overnight.

"Haaa! Aaah! Mn!" Songrik’s moans left his closed mouth without his will. This wasn’t the answer he wanted to give to Doha’s question.

And then, with one final push... Doha went inside completely.

By now, reason had left Songrik again.

He discovered too late that he was so weak to carnal pleasure.

And now that both of them were like minded, the deed began again. For how long, who knows?

*****

Ryujin had been camping on Jihwan’s couch for three days now. He was still now allowed inside the room even if he managed to follow him home each day after the first.

He was right now waiting for his change of clothes to be delivered there by his butler as he ate spicy noodles with Jihwan.

Just go home and change there!! Godammnit!!!

Jihwan thought as he saw the president of a pharmaceutical company wolfing down spicy noodles.

"I didn’t expect you would such things," Jihwan said as curiousity took over him.

"Uhuh? What? Did you think I wouldn’t eat anything that isn’t a five star meal?" Ryujin chuckled as he slurped the soup inside.

"Honestly, yeah," Jihwan said with a face.

Ryujin burst out laughing at Jihwan’s assumptions. But he wasn’t exactly wrong.

The real Oh Ryujin did eat nothing less than a five michelin star meal. He even had private cooks fired and ’taken care of’ if they failed to palate his tastes.

But Noona was a writer at her best and a corporate slave at her worst.

She had times when she survived purely on cup noodles. So eating properly cooked spicy noodles with veggies and eggs inside them, was nothing less than five star, meals for her.

And as they say, once you go snack way,there’s no turning back. Once the spice hits you, you can never go back to eating bland healthy food.

"I do eat such things but I’m no exactly picky," he said. "Though it is inconvenient when my vampire senses can’t handle too much spice and salt, but since we both share similar sensitivity now, your food is as delicious as you."

Ryujin winked.

"Don’t talk rubbish on the dinner table," Jihwan said, with a slight blush.

Yeah, he was really the type to get impressed by sappy flirting. Ryujin had discovered the fact by living with him for three days.

Cha Jihwan was especially weak to compliments and direct confessions.

"Yes, husband," Ryujin sapped out again.

Jihwan didn’t bother answering as it would only lead to Ryujin somehow making it dirty and seducing.

Then, the bell rang.

"I’ll get it. It must be your butler. Finish your noodles," Jihwan stood up as Ryujin looked at him, impressed with the sudden generosity.

"Okay~ Dear husband🤍🤍🤍," he cooed before getting back to his noodles.

Jihwan opened the door and... it wasn’t the butler.

One reason to assume that was because Jihwan had seen the butler before and this person didn’t match the appearance.

Another reason was... that the person on the door was a woman.

A very tall woman who looked like she was twenty something.

"Mom...?" Ryujin said from behind as he looked that way noticing how Jihwan had gone quiet in front of the door.

"Here you are, you brat," Oh Jia smiled menacingly at her son who was still stuffing his face with noodles.

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