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Is there such a thing as Destiny?
Seonghwa rushed to serve the tables. He didn’t hate his job per say, but he wished that he didn’t have to do extra favors for extra tips. Seonghwa was an escort at Sunrise club, and when he wasn’t spending time with rich alphas, he was a waiter in the strip club side. In the strip club side, the alphas were even more sleazier, touching without asking and pulling him into their laps. They were crude to him, often commenting to him how large his “mommy milkers” were, and if they could get a drink.
As a fertile omega, he had been blessed with round hips and heavy, large breasts. He often wondered why he hadn’t been mated yet, but he assumed it was because he never went out unless he was working. He never entertained an alpha before for his own selfish desires, for he had to work to feed his omegan pack. He wouldn’t dare allow his pups to starve, after all they’ve been through, Seonghwa was keen on providing.
At home, he was bonded to three omegas. The eldest, Yunho, was an omega giant, and due to his height, was often mistaken as an alpha. He often told Seonghwa how omegas will come to him, but as soon as they smelled his sweet and warm sunflower scent, they ran away from him. His parents were disappointed and dissatisfied with Yunho’s presentation, and they kicked him out as they knew they would never find him a suitable mate. Seonghwa had found him first, running wild in the forest scared and alone. He took him home without a second thought, and Yunho was forever thankful to mommy Hwa. Yunho now worked at the local gym, he often taught dance there and was well loved by everyone. Yunho always wore alpha cologne at his job so the dancers will listen to him, as he had clients across all the genders.
His second pup he found was Yeosang, he had run away from home as soon as he presented because his parents were arranging him to marry a much older alpha. Yeosang was quiet, shy and very much a spoiled pup who couldn’t defend himself. He was raised to be a pretty flower and to not fight back. He didn’t last out in the streets at all. Seonghwa and Yunho found him cornered by an alpha that fateful night. The poor pup with beautiful wide eyes cowered in fear, his clothing ripped apart by the hideous drunk alpha trying to take advantage of the other. Yeosang was trying to keep his decency as he covered his breasts, and that’s all it took for Seonghwa’s mommy instincts to come in and want to save the poor omega. Seonghwa had glared at the alpha, pushed him down his drunk feet and pulled the smaller omega to the safety of his arms, crushing Yeosang to his breasts all the way home. Yeosang had been a delightful addition to their pack, with the elder two omegas completely doting on the prettiest omega they’ve ever seen. Yeosang now works as a librarian at the local library.
Seonghwa met his last pup at an abandoned shelter. It was once an orphanage, Seonghwa had learned. He always passed by it as he walked home, and he often felt like someone was watching him and while Seonghwa turned and turned to try and find who was watching him, he couldn’t find anyone around. One day, he was walking home with Yeosang after a long shift at work. Yeosang had finished his shift at the library too, and they were happily eating sweet buns down the street. Suddenly, Seonghwa saw a black blur and heard a loud, “oof!” Next thing Seonghwa knew, Yeosang was on the ground pinned down by a very thin dark haired omega. “So pretty, mommy is pretty, puppy is pretty, taller pup is so pretty, I want to be with them,” the omega said as he nuzzled and scented Yeosang. Yeosang was scandalized, but grew laxed under the omegas hold. “You’re really pretty too,” Yeosang had murmured to the smaller, and for a second, there was silence, the tiny omega staring into Yeosang’s hazel eyes. Only for it to trigger the omega to burst into tears. Seonghwa had a hard time consoling the smaller, and so he took him home once at home he settled down enough to tell them his name, but he still was fussing a bunch. “Wooyoung? It’s okay, you need to try and relax, pup,” Seonghwa tried to soothe. Wooyoung was inconsolable, hiccuping so badly that Seonghwa’s instincts were screaming to soothe his pup, so he unzipped his top and exposed his breast, shoving his nipple into the other’s mouth. Wooyoung’s eyes grew wide, whining quite a bit but his cries began to wane, and he suckled happily against the other’s nipple. Yeosang and Yunho watched in awe, with red flushed faces at the sight of Seonghwa in such a state. Seonghwa was blushing too, but once Wooyoung had had enough he let go of his tit with a loud pop, and while Seonghwa never knew he could produce milk when someone cried inconsolably, he knew now. Wooyoung was licking his lips, savoring every drop of Seonghwa’s breast milk, but he was looking shyly at the new people around him. Yeosang cooed at the younger omega, but he looked at his own breasts before looking at Seonghwa. “Can I produce milk like that too?” Yeosang asked, poking at his own breasts. Let’s just say, that Wooyoung was definitely a sexual awakening for the pack.
“Mars, you’ve been requested in room 1117, for um, the entire night,” his boss, Minwoo said. Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at him.
“Pardon? I’ve been requested for the entire night? You know my fee is hard to pay,” Seonghwa asked, confused. He was always requested for an hour or two, but beyond that he wasn’t requested for that long. “He’s also requested for you to wear… Something specific,” Minwoo said as he coughed. “Everything is in your dressing room, so you better hurry and don’t worry – I charged him extra for that request,” Minwoo reassured. Seonghwa nodded as he walked to his dressing room, since he’s been there the longest he has his own private room. Once inside, he saw that baby blue Tiffany box on his bed. It screamed of high class and luxury, and Seonghwa felt butterflies in his tummy as he looked forward to wearing such a luxurious garment. Seonghwa’s hands trembled as he opened the box, and in it, there was a beautiful sleek black gown, it was long and revealing from the front. He honestly expected something more – sluttier. Why would a man pay for his entire shift and make him wear a gown as such? Seonghwa shrugged and started to put it on. It fit like a glove, as if it were made for him. He looked at himself in the mirror, the dress made his breasts press together, making them look fuller and rounder. It was wispy from the bottom, and Seonghwa felt he looked quite dashing. He redid his make up quickly and added a soft plum lipstick, soon he found himself shuffling to room 1117.
“Well, here goes nothing,” Seonghwa said as he sniffed at the door. He could smell something rather enticing in the room, like fire and rain. His inner omega was practically begging to get inside there, knowing that an alpha was around to perhaps mate them. He knocked twice and the door opened quickly, a tall man with shades eyed him up and down, then ushered Seonghwa inside before he left to guard the door. Seonghwa eyed the familiar room, well, it was more of a suite. He was normally never in 1117, but it was the most comfortable and grandiose of the rooms at Sunrise.
“Mr. Mars, it’s a pleasure to meet you face to face,” a voice in the darkness called out. Seonghwa looked around in the room, it wasn’t lit that well, and he couldn’t see the other person, but boy could he smell him. Seonghwa suddenly felt like prey, as if he were being hunted right now. He was being watched and he felt a shiver down his spine. Seonghwa smoothed the dress from the bottom of his breasts to his hips, licking his lips nervously.
“Mmmm, it would be a pleasure, if I could see you,” Seonghwa said giggling as he turned his body to the light switch, his hand reaching to flick the lights on. As he reached, he was suddenly blindfolded, and he let out a screech in surprise. He was forced to his knees, and he panicked, letting out pathetic whimpers as he was blindfolded, but still tried to struggle. Seonghwa then felt two fingers find their way inside of his mouth, he gagged, but he settled down a bit as the alpha shushed him.
“Hey, it’s okay. I won’t hurt you, but you can’t see me. Not yet at least,” the sweet alpha voice ran shivers down his body, and the fingers inside his mouth began to play with his tongue. “I’ll let go now, but you must promise to not take the blindfold out okay?” the alpha said. Seonghwa nodded, fingers were removed and he was pulled up to stand. the other’s hands steadying him and pulling him close. “I’m sorry for this, I just wanted to see your face without it being covered at least once before we continued,” the alpha said. Seonghwa was trying to clean the saliva off his mouth, but he hummed in response.
“Would’ve been nice to give me a small warning perhaps,” Seonghwa said, chuckling. But he went straight to business mode right after. “I don’t mind being blindfolded, but as you requested my entire night, am I right to assume you want to fuck me?” Seonghwa asked bluntly, but didn’t wait for an answer. “The charges you paid goes all to Sunrise, so you’ll get escort services if you don’t wish to fuck me. But, if you want me to whore myself to you, you’ll have to pay an additional fee, cash, under the table,” Seonghwa said flatly, knowing that it won’t get to that. No one can afford his fee.
“Well, sex with you would be a much added bonus, but since you just told me all of the money I paid goes to your boss, then I’ll pay you extra anyway,” the alpha said coolly. Seonghwa lifted an eyebrow, this guy was – strange. “I just wanted to lay with you in bed, you see, I haven’t been able to sleep since the first day I saw you,” the alpha said as his fingers grazed the other’s pretty neck, fingering his collarbones before he stopped just at the top of his breasts. “I wondered to myself if I could sleep if I held onto you, so that’s why I am here tonight. Do you like your dress?” the alpha asked as he wrapped an arm around his waist and steadily led him to the bed, maneuvering Seonghwa to sit on the bed before he carefully lifted his legs so that the omega could lay on it. Seonghwa let out a soft gasp at the display of strength but he nodded his head. “It’s beautiful, it’s so soft and it fits perfectly,” Seonghwa said as he rubbed his hands all over the dress, starting from his breasts and moving slowly to his hips and thighs.
“Fuck, I’ve never seen such a beautiful creature like yourself, I’ve been dying to see you this close – I’m glad you like it. I made it specially for you,” the alpha said. Seonghwa tilted his face towards the voice, raising his chin up a bit.
“You made it for me? Did you ask for the measures from someone? It’s exact!” Seonghwa mused. The alpha let out a soft chuckle, a hand slipping the dress up to expose the others legs.
“Umm, I’m really good at guessing measurements by just looking at a person,” the alpha said. Seonghwa smiled, but nodded his head.
“What’s your name? So that I can thank you properly for lending me this dress for the night?” Seonghwa asked.
“This dress is yours, Mars. I made it for you, it’s a gift,” the alpha said softly by the other’s ear. “Names Hongjoong, my precious,” Hongjoong said.
“To keep? I’m sorry, but I cannot. I’ll just sell it, I’m in no position to just wear a dress like this to a gala - I need to work for a living. I can’t just go places and dress up, so you can keep the dress,” Seonghwa said, with no malice in his voice, but to remind the alpha they were there to do business, not to be romantic.
“Hmmm, I guess I can’t argue with that,” Hongjoong said as he raised the skirts of the dress and straddled the other’s lap, his hardened member pressed against the other’s softness. Seonghwa let out a small content noise, framing his arms above him comfortably as he wondered what the other was going to do with him next. Seonghwa was surprised to realize how he didn’t really care that he was blindfolded, rather he was enjoying it quite a bit. Maybe the alpha was ugly, and he didn’t want Seonghwa to see him. Regardless, he didn’t think much about it, knowing damn well this was all for the money. The alpha just needed a fuck and he was the pretty thing he was interested in today. “Can I touch you?” Hongjoong asked softly. Seonghwa scrunched up his eyebrows - did he just?
“Um, yeah. You paid for my body, so you get to do whatever you want,” Seonghwa said, opening his legs a bit more for the other to have better access. Hongjoong hummed, his fingers grazing Seonghwa’s cock before Seonghwa felt a dip in the bed, and he felt soft kisses against his lips.
“You want me to treat you like a whore, Mars? I rather treat you like my mate,” Hongjoong said as he kissed Seonghwa's neck, licking over the scent gland - causing Seonghwa to gasp. “Strawberries - why do you smell so good?” Hongjoong asked as he nosed along Seonghwa’s collarbones, and he kept going down until he pressed his face in-between Seonghwa’s big, round breasts. Seonghwa’s hand shot up to the back of the alpha’s head, and he moaned at how soft his hair was. He played with his hair, lacing his fingers through it as Hongjoong left a hickey on his left tit. Seonghwa could feel his arousal deepening, his slick was starting to produce as he felt it drip onto his panties. Everyone knew he loved a good tit play, but having an alpha between his breasts right now felt heavenly. Hongjoong grew desperate, and pushed the shoulder straps of the dress off until Seonghwa’s entire chest was exposed. Hongjoong thrusted against Seonghwa, causing him to jump in surprise, which in turn made his breasts bounce obscenely in front of Hongjoong.
“If you want to watch me bounce, alpha, let me get on top of you,” Seonghwa said softly, almost breathless with just a titty being sucked by the other. Seonghwa was so turned on and they’ve barely done anything, he couldn't even SEE the other.
“We’ll save that for later, for now, I just want to be inside of you,” Hongjoong said as he got off Seonghwa. Seonghwa could hear how the other was disrobing, and Hongjoong helped the omega to slip off the dress. Seonghwa gasped loudly as he felt two fingers intrude in his wet hole, his teeth biting his lower lip at the stretch he felt. The fingers were delicate, slender, a bit on the shorter side. Seonghwa could guess the alpha was not old, maybe close to his age. Could the alpha be younger than him? He wondered if the other was barely an adult, Seonghwa wrapped a hand around his wrist to stop. “I don’t appreciate being told to stop, Mars,” The alpha’s gruff voice said. Seonghwa swallowed, licking his lips.
“You’re not a minor right?” Seonghwa whispered. The alpha chuckled loudly, scissoring his fingers inside the omega as he resumed his penetrations. “Do I not seem manly enough for you, or is this an excuse for me to call you mommy?” Hongjoong said. Seonghwa blushed, he could sense the other was amused with his words. “Just double checking,” Seonghwa said as he fixed himself again, this time moving his hips a bit more to get opened by the other faster. “You’re so wet, do you normally produce this much slick?” Hongjoong said as he played with the noises coming out from his wet hole. Lewd, squishing sounds echoed in the room, and Seonghwa felt his face redden. .
“It’s just been awhile, so please, get inside already!” Seonghwa said, exasperated. His body was really reactive to the alpha’s touches, and the alpha only grunted before his cockhead was slipping inside of him. Seonghwa let out a sinful, “oooh!” as he finally had an alpha cock slowly plugging up his wet hole. Hongjoong fed his cock inside, inch by inch, stretch by delicious stretch, and soon Seonghwa was gasping for air as he tried to accommodate such a large cock inside of him. He soon felt the alphas balls against his ass, the alpha bottoming out as he shook on top of Seonghwa, his face rubbing against the others breasts, licking at Seonghwa’s nipples.
“Remember what I said at the beginning?” Hongjoong asked the other.
“That you just wanted to sleep with me, not be balls deep inside of me?” Seonghwa said, laughing. Hongjoong smirked, but nodded his head.
“Exactly, now I’m going to sleep, so please, don’t let me slip out of you okay,” Hongjoong said.
“I can’t remove the blindfold now, can I?” Seonghwa asked. There was a moment of silence, and Seonghwa almost thought he wasn’t going to answer when the alpha rested his head on his breasts again.
“Once I’m asleep, you can. I don’t want to be awake to witness you seeing me for the first time,” Hongjoong said softly. Seonghwa thought that odd, but he promised he would wait until he fell asleep. Seonghwa had never done this before - cockwarming. It was rather wet, because his body knew he was being penetrated, but at the same time, he wasn’t reaching his orgasm, he wasn’t being filled with cum. Hongjoong cock was so hard and Seonghwa was struggling not to move. But he waited, if the other was truly going to fuck him, he will wait until he could take the blindfold off. Seonghwa even tried to doze off to further pass the time, and when Hongjoong’s breathing evened out and he heard soft snores, he let out a sigh of relief. He took his blindfold off, keeping his eyes closed a second longer before he opened his eyes. He found a rather delicate looking and very much naked alpha in between his legs. The alpha had split black and blonde hair straight down the middle, and it was so fluffy. His inner omega was absolutely ecstatic to see such a pretty alpha on top of them.
Seonghwa suddenly wondered why on earth did the other want to blindfold him if he was so good looking? What was he afraid of? Seonghwa was determined to find out, so he wrapped his arms around Hongjoong, pressing his face against his breast as he flipped them so he could be on top. The alpha let out a soft moan in protest, but didn’t wake up. Seonghwa’s hands landed on the other's toned torso, and he began to roll his hips around the alpha, savoring the way the alpha’s cock seemed to stretch him in all the right places.
Seonghwa was done waiting, and he lifted himself up until the top of the other cock and then sat fully down to sheath the cock inside of him. Seonghwa continued the pace of impaling himself on the alpha’s fat cock, which was so thick and long. Seonghwa closed his eyes to concentrate on his breathing, as he was soon winded after bouncing on him a few times. He was so concentrated on using the sleeping alpha as a toy, that when the alpha’s hands gripped his waist he startled, letting out a small whine. His eyes widened as he found himself staring into mismatched eyes. Hongjoong’s left eye was white, while his right eye was jet black. Seonghwa had never been more enchanted by an alpha before. The alpha was looking at him in awe, like he couldn’t believe Seonghwa was using him while he was asleep, but Seonghwa didn’t care anymore. He had been stuffed for hours with barely any friction and he wanted to chase his own pleasure now. Seonghwa increased his pace, giving the alpha his sexiest look he could muster.
“Holy shit, you’re so fuckign hot, oh my god! Were you scared I would reject you, fuck!” Seonghwa said as he leaned forward a bit to lick at Hongjoong’s mouth, his bare breasts pressing against Hongjoong’s chest. Hongjoong was still starstruck by the beauty on top of him, he felt his soul leave his body as Seonghwa clenched around, he moaned loudly before with no warning, popped his knot inside of the other. Seonghwa groaned out at the pain of the stretch, but as he was being filled with cum, he chanted happily. “Yes, yes, yes!” Hongjoong reached over to Seonghwa’s cocklette, jerking him off to completion as ribbons of cum fell onto the alpha’s belly, the omega soon sprawling himself on top of the alpha, spent out of his mind. “You did so good for mommy, bred me so well,” Seonghwa praised as he kissed the alpha’s soft cheeks and stroked his hair. “You got a nice breeding cock, mommy loved it baby,” Seonghwa continued, his eyes looking lovingly at him . Hongjoong was staring in disbelief at the caring omega, touched that the omega seemed to like him - when all that he was used to was rejection for being too small, too delicate. Hongjoong kisses the omega back, praising him for taking his cock well, and how beautiful he looked bouncing on top of him. But as Seonghwa hit his face against his neck, his eyes wandered around the other’s body until he found the little pawprint on the other’s back. The little pawprint he couldn’t control. Hongjoong had imprinted on Seonghwa.
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Woosan - But Don’t You Hate Alpha’s?
Wooyoung was extremely happy that he tackled Yeosang down that one day he saw them walking home. Ever since, he has been accepted into a loving home, and he for one, was eternally grateful to his saviors. Wooyoung did anything possible to keep his pack happy. Anything they needed, he would provide. From being the top in their heat times, making them laugh, paying rent, comforting when they were scared, you name it, Wooyoung was there. Yeosang had called him a loyal friend, and they were practically inseparable since day 1. There was some sexual tension between the two for the longest, and when Yeosang went into heat, Wooyoung didn’t hesitate to help him through it. In fact, Wooyoung learned what an omegan orgy looked like that day, and he had never felt more pleasure in his life as they tried to mimic an alpha knot but putting their little cocklettes together. Yeosang had ended his heat two whole days earlier than expected thanks to them, and Yeosang began to seek Wooyoung whenever he needed to get off.
So when an alpha tried to hit on him at his workplace as a barista, he was very displeased. Everyone who knew him knew that Wooyoung swore off alphas, that he was content with his omega pack and didn’t need anyone else.
“Jung! You’re stinking up the place with your angry pheromones, go take a walk to cool down,” Wooyoung’s boss, Minho said. Wooyoung pouted, playing up the cute angle.
“Can you blame me, boss? He smelled gross and he tried to get my number, do you not feel bad for me?” Wooyoung whined as he grasped the other's arm to hug.
“No, I feel bad for the poor alpha who cried because of you, you were so cruel to him! He was just appreciating your beauty,” Minho explained, taking his arm back and pointing to the back door. “Now get, before the scent thickens,” he said coughing. “Smells like spoiled peaches!”
Wooyoung sighed, grabbing a latte before going outside to try and control his nerves. He knew better than to go back right away, so he took several breaths and decided to go window shop down the plaza. There were some new shops opening up along the street, a TaeKwonDo studio and a fried chicken restaurant. Wooyoung made a mental note to bring Yeosang on the opening day to try the new restaurant, he knew how fond Yeosang was of chicken. He had stopped to stare at the store, eyeing up the place and their business hours before he smelled a rather pleasing scent.
It smelled like fresh cream sprinkled with cinnamon, sweet with a sprinkle of spice. Wooyoung closed his eyes and took a deep breath, basking in the other's scent. “Augh!” Wooyoung screamed out as he was tackled from the side, landing arm first on the harsh pavement. Wooyoung mewled in pain, his arm bleeding from the scrape from the floor. He looked up in time to see his attacker, it was the stupid alpha he made cry.
“You pathetic piece of shit! Get off me!” Wooyoung hissed as he tried to push him off, only for the alpha to growl and raise his ugly hand to slap across him. Wooyoung yelped as he tried to protect himself from the impact. He waited but when he felt nothing hit him, he peeked an eye open to see a broad shoulder alpha with the tiniest waist he’s ever seen. He was standing with his foot pressed to the attackers chest, and arm twisted in his grasp.
“He said get off, and if I see you sniffing after him again, I’ll rip your head off,” the dark haired alpha said threateningly. Wooyoung had slowly gotten up, his eyes wide with the events unfolding in front of him, and when the alpha turned around his heart skipped a beat. This alpha was probably the prettiest alpha he has ever seen.
“Pretty alpha,” Wooyoung said in awe as he stepped closer to him. The alpha had dark hair with a small patch of white hair curling around his forehead, and his eyes were the iciest of blue. Wooyoung was enchanted by the alpha, something he didn’t think would ever happen to him. He swore off alpha men because they weren’t safe to be around, but this alpha just saved him from another terrible alpha. Wooyoung eyed the alpha up, shyly. “Thank you, you didn’t have to step in like that, but you did. You’re as kind as you’re beautiful,” Wooyoung said as he bowed politely in thanks.
“Don’t sweat it, but please be careful going around these streets alone. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt,” the alpha said, smiling at him. Wooyoung was seriously going to pass out if this alpha wasn’t the sweetest around!
“I actually work in the coffee shop down the street, stop by any time, I’ll get you a free cup on the house,” Wooyoung suggested, smiling brightly at the alpha. “Just ask for Wooyoung.” The alpha raised an eyebrow at him, but he let out a toothy grin and nodded. “Names Choi San. We are neighbors then. I just opened up a Taekwondo studio. Come by any time and I’ll give you a self defense class… on the house as well,” San said smiling. Wooyoung began to fangirl over the alpha, were they having a moment? Oh my god!
“See you around then, Sannie!” Wooyoung smirked as he walked past him, brushing past his shoulder and making sure he rubbed even a little bit of his peach scent on the other. “What a great day,” Wooyoung purred.
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Jongsang - Do You Believe in Magic?
“There’s been reports that Choi Jongho, legendary erotica author, will be at a book signing today at around 4PM, hosted by Deja Vu Bookstore. It is this newscaster's understanding that the line outside the bookstore currently is filled with many people who were obsessed with his latest novel, “Love Cloud,” a strangers to mates telling of two packs destined to be together. We took to the streets to ask Mr. Choi’s fans about their favorite part of the book, and you must believe us, it was unanimously the same scene of the novel. We won’t spoil it for you, instead, please support the talented author with your book purchase!”
“Busy day today huh, Yeosang?” Yunho said as he watched the report on the television. Yunho was sitting at the dining room table with Yeosang, their shabby black and white TV spitting out the news of the day. They were eating some cereal, their spoons clinking along their dishes as Yeosang nodded his head.
“Choi Jongho is one of the most famous novelists in the country, Yunho! And Deja Vu is normally always quite busy, perhaps that’s why they chose it! Not to mention, our bookstore’s architecture is basically a castle. Love Cloud’s primary setting is a castle, so I have to give props to the marketing team,” Yeosang said excitedly. “Plus, Jongho is so dreamy looking, I am positive there will be so many screaming omega’s trying to get that alpha’s attention.”
“Who’s dreamy looking?” Seonghwa asked as he walked through the front door of their apartment, his keys jingling loudly as he tried to get them unstuck. Seonghwa’s after work scent started to spread throughout their home, and Yeosang wrinkled his nose.
“What an interesting scent you have on you today, hyung,” Yeosang tried to deflect the question.
“Choi Jongho, Yeosang’s dream man is book signing at Deja Vu!” Yunho responded happily.
“Oh? That hunky author is so handsome, remember what I taught you, pup,” Seonghwa smirked as he walked with a limp to each of his pups, kissing them lightly on their forehead. Yunho and Yeosang stared at him intensely.
“That alpha scent is uncommon - I kinda like it,” Yunho said as he breathed the scent in.
“Me too - did he dick you down good?” Yeosang asked but he pushed Seonghwa away. “I will not be seducing Choi Jongho! He’s probably straight anyway,” Yeosang said in a disappointed tone.
“Alpha was well endowed, so I had a good time, but I probably won’t see him again. So enjoy his scent for five more minutes before I wash it off,” Seonghwa explained. “Yeosang ah! You’re a catch, and if this author guy doesn’t see it, then he has no good taste. But remember, even spaghetti is straight until wet. Seduce him, wear something low cut today to show off your pretty bosom, maybe even add a skirt? I’ve taught you the ways of flirting, pup, mommy taught you everything he knows. Now go get yourself a nice alpha!” Seonghwa said, smiling at Yeosang. Yeosang could only nod, completely embarrassed with Seonghwa reminding him of his MILF training. He simply nodded and excused himself to go change into something more tantalizing.
Seonghwa and Yeosang were very similar. They were extremely beautiful, busty, fertile omegas. Omegas with breasts could be bred and have pups. Yunho and Wooyoung, although not having huge breasts like Seonghwa and Yeosang, could very much be bred and have pups, they just had a lower chance in producing pups and milk.
Yeosang raided his closet, searching for an outfit that screamed out, “well-read slut.” Yeosang didn’t have a uniform, since he worked as the booking manager at the bookstore, and so he was instrumental to these signing events. Yeosang sighed as he realized his outfits were more, “Well read” than “slutty.” Yeosang found himself eyeing up an orange sweater with a few asymmetrical cuts around the shoulders and collarbones, and he paired it with the tight leather pants he tended to wear when the pack went clubbing.
He styled his black hair in ringlets, letting it fluff up around his forehead. He added some light makeup to his face, making sure his birthmark was covered and then placed a bit of eyeliner around his eyes.
“Hmmm, well not slutty enough, puppy, but you look like a total snack,” Seonghwa said as he walked into their room. He motioned with his hand for Yeosang to spin around, and Yeosang spun, brushing his hands against his body, his breasts filling in the sweater quite nicely.
“Well, maybe his type isn’t the slutty kind?” Yeosang said, worried. Seonghwa hushed him immediately, hugging the younger to his busty chest. “You’ve had a massive crush on this guy for years! Please, don’t let this meeting get to you. IF you impress him then great, pursue him. If he doesn’t even glance at you, then believe me puppy, I’ll help you seduce him if you want him that badly,” Seonghwa said as he kissed the top of Yeosang’s head. “Now, kiss mommy good-bye and good luck at the event!” Seonghwa exclaimed. Yeosang chuckled, reaching to kiss Seonghwa’s lips lightly before scenting his neck before he left. He often loved their scents mixed together, chocolate strawberries, it was so comforting to him, and he often had more suitors flirt with him with Seonghwa’s scent on him.
It took him no time at all to arrive at the destination, and Yeosang began to order people around to arrange the events.
“Yeosang, Mr. Choi is waiting in the dressing room you prepared for him. He is requesting the person who arranged it to immediately report to the room,” Minhwa, the owner of Deja Vu, spoke to him. Yeosang swallowed, he had designed the dressing room to appease the alpha, with his favorite foods and treats in there. He even placed the flowers mentioned in Love Cloud, edelweiss, the flower of eternal love, as decoration around the room.
“Right away, Minhwa,” Yeosang said as he hurried to the dressing room, trembling with fear and excitement. He stopped right in front of the door, fiddling with his clothes and trying to smooth out any wrinkles when the door suddenly opened. Yeosang’s hands stopped right on his breasts, cupping them as he stood frozen in front of Choi Jongho. Jongho had the door wide open, his eyes immediately stopping at his chest. Jongho licked his lips, tilting his head a bit as he raised an eyebrow. Jongho was giving him a stare that said, “gotcha, you pervert!” and Yeosang wanted to die of shame.
“Are you the one who designed my dressing room?” Jongho asked, without an introduction or bow. Yeosang knew how to read people well, and while Jongho seemed to be calm, the alpha’s eyes read fury. Yeosang fluttered his eyelashes, he felt them beat against his cheekbones, and he gave what he was an apologetic smile.
“Mr. Choi! It’s an honor to meet you!”
“Was it you or someone else? Don’t waste my time, omega,” Jongho growled at him. Yeosang couldn’t help but let out a whine, not used to having people growl or yell at him. Wooyoung told him once that he’s well liked because he was pretty, and his pretty privilege got him out of things that most people couldn’t get out of. Yeosang felt shallow as he wondered why Jongho wasn’t affected by his looks.
“Um, yeah, I arranged the details and had the staff decorate it. Is it not to your liking, sir?” Yeosang said in a quiet voice, moving his hands so that one hand was rubbing soothingly against his shoulder in a way to create a barrier between him and the alpha. Jongho looked bewildered at the omega, and he looked ready to pounce at him but then they heard loud footsteps coming down the hall, and Jongho quickly gripped Yeosang’s arm and pulled him inside of his dressing room.
“Sit down,” Jongho commanded, pointing to a comfortable chair in the middle of the room. Yeosang felt a shiver go down his spine at the command, and his inner omega was fawning over the displays of strength, much to his chagrin. Yeosang knew that the alpha was pissed and he quickly looked around the room as he tried to figure out what was wrong with the room. “Eyes on me,” Jongho commanded yet again, standing confidently in front of Yeosang. Yeosang but his lip, eyeing the alphas wardrobe. His suede boots, black slacks and his cute black sweater vest were clad over his strong, powerful body. When Yeosang finally met the author’s eyes he swallowed, trying to act cool and confident.
“P-please sir, this is not the way to interact with your host,” Yeosang said, stuttering a bit, he cursed himself. Now Jongho is going to think he’s a blubbering, blabbering fool. Yeosang cleared his throat in hopes of gaining some composure, and he knew he had to eliminate the power dynamic here, and so he stood up so he could be face to face with Jongho. He gulped again, but blinked carefully at the alpha. Jongho was watching him curiously but when Yeosang stood up he seemed impressed.
“Go on,” Jongho encouraged, folding his arms. Yeosang licked his lips and mirrored the others' pose, his arms protectively hugging just below of his breasts.
“I’m the one that designed your office, now tell me what’s wrong with it so I can fix it and make you happy,” Yeosang said defensively. Jongho smirked, turned away from the omega and walked to the bookcase across the room.
“Do you see anything offensive here, omega?” Jongho said threateningly. Yeosang flushed as he stared at the bookcase, finding nothing amiss.
“Um, no?” Yeosang said as he gave Jongho a confusing look.
“Here I thought that you were actually a fan,” Jongho said as he sighed and stared at the ceiling. He pointed to the books in the row that were eye level. Yeosang took a step closer and raised his eyebrows, reading out loud the author’s name from the spine of the book.
“Lee Seoho,” Yeosang gasped as his eyes grew wide. “Oh my god, Mr. Choi, I told the staff to get any other author’s book from this dressing room, I should’ve double checked, I’m so so sorry,” Yeosang said as he bowed at Jongho. Lee Seoho was a bestseller author in the erotica genre, Jongho’s nemesis if you will. Yeosang has heard about Jongho’s antics whenever Seoho is mentioned, so he straightaway took the books off the case and apologized again, hoping Jongho wouldn’t cancel the signing event.
“I’m so sorry for the inconvenience, please don’t cancel the signing,” Yeosang begged, books pressed to his chest. Jongho simply nodded, waving him off without a second glance. Yeosang hurried off, as he opened the door Jongho’s manager walked in, apologizing to Yeosang.
“I’m sorry we have to leave, as you can see this was a huge insult to our author—“ the manager said before Jongho interrupted him.
“I’m not canceling, let the omega out,” Jongho all but commanded. The manager stared bewildered at Jongho, and Yeosang left to supervise the crowd.
“Jongho, you were dying to leave, what made you change your mind?” asked the manager, still confused. Jongho shrugged his shoulders and sat on the couch, thinking about the pretty omega with the orange cut out sweater revealing sweet, white milky skin.
“Does it matter? Tell me when it’s time to meet the fans.”
Yeosang found himself walking around the bookstore, making sure there was no one trying to sneak into the back room where their famed, and sorta mean, author was located. He heard a big round of applause as he made his way to the back of the line, leaning against the window so he could keep an eye on the alpha and his crazed, horny fans.
“Now why is a beautiful omega doing all by their lonesome,” a sweet voice said. Yeosang turned to face a rather handsome man, but he recognized him right away. Why were all the erotica men so handsome?
“Lee Seoho?” Yeosang gasped out. “Your signing event isn’t until next week, w-what are you doing here?”
“Yah, that’s all you think about even though I just complimented you? You’re lucky I think you’re gorgeous,” Seoho said as he picked up Yeosang’s hand and kissed it lightly. Yeosang was incredibly red, his face warm with embarrassment - no one has ever treated him like this.
“Um, what?” Yeosang said, confused, his hand still being caressed by the famous author. He suddenly felt a presence behind him and he pulled his hand back to try and wipe Seoho’s scent from him.
“Lee Seoho. I can’t believe you’re here — actually I can. You’ll do anything to spoil my book release, huh?” Jongho said through gritted teeth. He was actually smiling for the cameras and for the fans who had all watched Jongho get up and walk to where the store manager and another man was.
“OH MY GOD, IT’S LEE SEOHO! Coming to support his bestie!“ a random fan yelled out. The store erupted in chaos, and Jongho was forced to have a photo-op with Seoho, Yeosang was pushed away by some reporters, although the reporters did do a double take and apologized to the omega.
“I came for this exact reason,” Seoho said, smiling and waving at the crowd. “But now I know what you really want, and I’m not going to let you have him,” Seoho threatened Jongho.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jongho said as he waved to the flashing cameras politely.
“That omega, you didn’t come all the way over here to ask me to leave, no, no, no. As soon as I talked to that beautiful, curvy omega, you came running to save him. So thanks to that precious airhead over there, all the articles covering you will include my name in it — free press at its finest,” Seoho said, sneering at Jongho. “I’ll be breeding that dumb omega tonight if all goes well,” Seoho smiled as he bowed and hugged Jongho, he waved to the crowd before exiting the bookstore.
Jongho tried to keep his cool as he continued to greet the crowd, but with just one look at his manager, his manager knew to end the event. His bodyguard’s rushed around him, and he walked straight to Yeosang, barely even acknowledging before he spoke.
“You will be coming home with me,” Jongho said softly. “That’s not a request,” he said a bit more forcefully as he saw Yeosang ready to protest. “I’ll be waiting for you in the car.”
Yeosang’s eyes were huge with confusion, but he did not dare deny the other, so he nodded and gathered up his stuff.
Yungi - Should I have fun with you?
“Relax Yunho, it’s for charity! Someone extremely rich will claim you as their prize, and then we get to give the money to animal shelters! It’s a win, win. You just have to sit there and look pretty! Maybe act nice! If they’re hit, get laid!” Minhee encouraged Yunho for the umpteenth time. Minhee was the director of promotional events at Yunho’s gym, and she is to blame thought Yunho.
“It’s barbaric! How can you auction a poor omega off? Besides! I’m not a typical omega, there will be confusion once they know what I am,” Yunho whined to her. Minhee just rolled her eyes.
“Yunho, honey. I know you want to follow tradition and find yourself a nice big alpha, but you never know! You might find someone who would want you to peg them, huh? You seem to be versatile,” Minhee said as he wiggled her eyebrows at him.
“Okay, and just because of that comment, I’m not going to do it, I’ll be going home now,” Yunho said as he left his contestant number name tag on the desk.
“Yah! Please stay, I don’t have that many people to auction off! It’s really an auction to take you on a date, I’m not really selling you,” Minhee pleaded.
“It’s embarrassing!” Yunho complained.
“It’s honorable. Think of the puppies and kitties and birds and other cute animals you’ll save! Think of them please, I beg you,” Minhee said as she tried to give him her cutest smile. Yunho was a sucker for Minhee, she was so tiny and cute, the epitome of what an omega should be, unlike him.
“Fine. But you owe me iced coffee for at least a month,” Yunho said as he placed his name tag on himself and walked to sit on the stage. It was rather intimidating, to sit up with all the candidates and have to stare directly at the people buying them for a date.
It was an excruciatingly long wait until his turn came up, but he heard his name being called and he jogged to center stage, smiling shyly and waving at the crowd.
“Everyone, this is Yunho! He is a 24 year old omega, he’s a dance instructor at the gym, and has the charms of an oversized puppy! Give them a twirl, yuyu!” Minhee shouted through the microphone. Yunho glared at her, but he spun around slowly, allowing the rich people to inspect his body closely. He secretly hoped no one would pick him, but he also secretly hoped someone would so he could feel wanted at least.
“Do I hear 200$?“ Minhee shouted. Several number pads went up, so Minhee increased the price.
“500$? oh yes, sir, isn't yuyu lovely? 800? Of course! 800, 800, can I hear 1,000$ yet? Yes sir number 24 is interested for 1,000$? Oh someone else here in the front! 1200? Very well sir! Remember all the money goes to an animal shelter in need 1500?! You’re very generous sir, and number 25 -oh? OH! 2,000$! For a night with mr. Jeong Yunho!” Minhee said excitedly as number 25 was an insanely older man in his 40s, he was gross and skeevy looking, and Yunho was having hard time finding something attractive from the other when number 24 spoke up again.
“5,000!” The tall YOUNG man shouted. Minhee and many of the guests let out a loud gasp, and Yunho was staring at number 24 in disbelief. He had just donated half of the amount of their goal with just Yunho as his prize. Minhee wanted to kiss number 24, Yunho wanted to run away.
“5,000 going once!” Yunho stood there in shock. “5,000 going twice!” Yunho met number 24s eyes, fluttering his eyelashes in confusion. “Sold! A date with Jeong Yunho has been won by Mr. Song Mingi! Congratulations!!!” Minhee shouted.
“Mister who?!?” Yunho shouted, knowing the name all too well. Minhee smiled at Yunho, giving him a thumbs up as she spoke into the mirror.
“Mr. Song, please come to the side here to talk about the details with the financial advisor, and then meet with Mr. Jeong backstage to discuss the date. Thank you so much for the generous donation!” Minhee mentioned again as she pointed to the spots so both of them knew where to meet. Yunho remembers slowly making his way backstage, and he sat heavily on a soft red couch. He grabbed a water bottle from the cooler beside him and he chugged it, spilling a bit over his chin as he noticed a tall figure emerging from the shadows. He hastingly closed the water bottle and wiped his chin, standing up to greet the other.
Song Mingi was his first love, the very first - his best friend, his other half, the apple of his eye, the air that makes him breathe… Once upon a time, he admitted his feelings to Mingi when he was seventeen, right before his presentation happened. Mingi came from a family that was strictly traditional, male alpha with a female omega type of traditional family. Mingi had cried when Yunho admitted to having feelings for him, saying that he could never be without another male, and that he didn’t feel the same way. Yunho was devastated, he cried all the way home and once there, he started to have presentation symptoms. Within twenty four hours of confessing to his crush, he became a newly presented omega. Yunho gulped as Mingi bowed at Yunho, and Yunho bowed back, too scared to even start the conversation.
“Hey, relax, your scent is screaming out how unhappy you are to see me,” Mingi said in his deep voice, frowning a bit. Yunho could swoon, maybe even melt, he could die right then and there because Mingi’s voice was the epitome of seduction. He thought that he was over his childish crush on Mingi, but all Mingi had to do was speak to get his heart pounding again for him. Mingi was looking at you intensely, and it was a bit awkward since Yunho wasn’t talking. Yunho avoided his gaze as he rubbed his arms in comfort. “Yah, look at me Yunho,” Mingi said gently as he reached for the other’s hand. Yunho turned his gaze at him and pulled his hand back.
“What made you think you could just buy my time like that? After everything we went through? You said you could never be seen with another male! You should have bought someone else, so I can talk to the organizer and see if there’s someone else you can go with,” Yunho said as he pushed past Mingi, fuming about the whole situation.
“Jeong Yunho,” Mingi called after him, commanding tone forcing Yunho to stop in his tracks but he didn’t dare turn around. “If you aren’t the one who goes on a date with me, then I will retract the money. If you need more motivation to join me, then I’ll add another 5K to the charity. My only condition is for you to be part of the date,” Mingi said. Yunho blinked a few times, now he wondered if Mingi would be such a cruel person to take the money back – but doubling the amount would be extra beneficial for the animal shelter. Curse Mingi, and curse Minhee for forcing him to go through this.
“Fine. I’m free Monday night after 4PM. Talk to Minhee about the details and have HER tell me about the date. Understand?” Yunho huffed as he finally turned to face Mingi.
“I have a job thing on Monday,” Mingi began to say.
“That’s the only day I’m free, unless you want to wait two months? Unlike you I have to work for a living while you seem like you have money to blow,” Yunho said, eyes narrowed.
“Monday is fine,” Mingi said gulping.
*******
Are you sure that you’re happy?
“Before I have to leave for my shift again, how was my puppy's day?” Seonghwa said as he pulled Wooyoung onto his lap to kiss his mouth lovingly.
“I might take a self-defense at the new taekwondo place near my job - I have a free session,” Wooyoung said as he nestled himself between Seonghwa’s naked breasts. They liked to snuggle at the end of the day, usually without clothes, and always ready to milk their mommy’s titties. Wooyoung began to stimulate Seonghwa’s breast, licking and flicking at the nipple.
“That’s a great idea! You’re such a tiny pup Woo, I would hate for someone to try and take advantage of you,” Seonghwa said as he carded through Wooyoung’s hair. Seonghwa’s eyes rolled back a bit from the stimulation, and he let out a content sigh as he reached for Yunho, who seemed incredibly nervous for some reason. “Come here, puppy, what’s wrong? Mommy can tell you’re on edge,” Seonghwa asked Yunho. Yunho fell onto Seonghwa, pushing his forehead to Seonghwa’s neck to breathe in his comforting scent.
“I-I saw someone from my childhood,” Yunho whispered as he nuzzled Seonghwa. Seonghwa froze, Yunho didn’t talk about his former life with them a lot. Seonghwa knew the whole story, which made him even more protective of his tallest puppy.
“Oh my, do you need me to call off? I can do it, I’ll stay for you puppy - my pack comes first,” Seonghwa said firmly as he petted Yunho’s head and nape gently.
“I’ll be fine, I just… it brought back a lot of memories,” Yunho said sadly, whimpering a bit. Seonghwa quickly hushed his tallest pup, pushing him towards his breast, indicating for the other to take what he needed, as he was producing already thanks to Wooyoung’s stimulation and Yunho’s whimpers.
“Come on, puppies, I’ll have to go soon,” Seonghwa indicated to them both, suddenly weary about the whereabouts of a certain omega. “Where’s Yeosang?” Seonghwa asked as he felt his milk getting sucked out from his two puppies.