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“Soobin,” Yeonjun began, his tone apprehensive, “what is this?” The omega held up a rose-shaped item which was undeniably a sex toy.
Yeonjun had been rummaging through their dresser during his annual wardrobe spring cleaning when a flash of deep fuschia caught his eye. Moving aside Soobin’s socks and underwear, he unearthed the item and discovered that Soobin had been hiding a sex toy from him. A bolt of anxiety ran through Yeonjun when he realized that the toy could not possibly be for alphas—the hole in the center was wide but definitely not large enough for a knot, meaning that it must be intended for omegas instead. And if Soobin had a sex toy for omegas but he hadn’t been using it on Yeonjun, then who…
As if sensing Yeonjun’s anxiety spike, Soobin quickly crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Yeonjun, enveloping his mate in a warm embrace. Soobin buried his face in Yeonjun’s neck, gently kissing the bite mark he had left on the omega’s scent gland, a reminder that they belonged to each other. Yeonjun’s body instinctively relaxed in his alpha’s arms, but it only calmed him down minutely.
“I bought it for you,” Soobin admitted, still nuzzling Yeonjun’s neck in an attempt to reassure his mate. “We have so many toys to fuck you with, but nothing that pleasures you externally, and I wanted to change that. I just never got around to using it with you…”
Yeonjun flushed, his ears going hot as he imagined Soobin scouring the internet for sex toys intended for male omegas. The anatomy of male omegas was unique in that they had both a vagina and a small dick, often called a cocklet. While many internal use sex toys existed for omegas of all genders, there were very few external use sex toys for male omegas. Most fleshlights were designed for male alphas, who had much larger cocks and a thick knot at the base. Yeonjun had tried one before but it wasn’t very pleasurable, his cocklet barely filling the toy and making him feel silly as he rutted into an empty pocket of air.
Yeonjun had only complained about the lack of external use toys once or twice, but it was clear that Soobin had taken it to heart and searched the internet for something that would satisfy Yeonjun’s needs. The idea made Yeonjun go warm with affection for his considerate mate, and lower in the pit of his stomach, a spark of arousal began to ignite.
“You got this for me?” Yeonjun repeated Soobin’s words, staring at the toy with new interest. It was an unassuming rose-shaped toy, deep fuschia in color and barely big enough to fit in the palm of his hand. Rubber petals bloomed around a hole in the center, supposedly where an omega was supposed to put their cocklet inside. The toy had a power button on the side and a port on the bottom to charge it, but aside from that, it was relatively plain and simple. Yeonjun didn’t see how this could elevate his pleasure in any way.
“It has a suction and vibration setting,” Soobin explained patiently. “Turn it on, see for yourself.”
Uncertainly, Yeonjun pressed the button and the toy sparked to life. It began vibrating softly in his hand, the center of the rose spasming from the suction. Curiously, Yeonjun slid two fingers into the toy and gasped when it clamped down on his fingers, greedily sucking it in. He suddenly imagined this sensation around his cocklet, and his face grew even warmer as his stomach clenched with desire. Yeonjun shifted in Soobin’s arms, trying to hide his growing arousal, but with Soobin’s face still close to his scent glands, the alpha quickly picked up the shift in Yeonjun’s scent.
“You want to try it?” Soobin asked, his voice sliding into a deeper tone that made Yeonjun shiver. Soobin’s thumb traced soothing circles on Yeonjun’s hip bone, a quiet reminder that it was alright to say no as well.
“Yes,” Yeonjun admitted, feeling like his head might combust from a combination of embarrassment and his quickly growing arousal. “But… you’ll stop if I say so?”
“Of course,” Soobin was quick to reassure Yeonjun. He left a sweet peck on the omega’s cheek. “This is about you, after all. If you hate it, we’ll stop immediately.”
Yeonjun smiled in endearment, putting his hand on Soobin’s cheek to turn the alpha’s face for a proper kiss. He never doubted that Soobin would put Yeonjun’s comfort first during sex, but the reassurance was always nice. There were so many alphas who would ignore Yeonjun’s signs of discomfort and plow on ahead, wanting to steal the omega’s pleasure for their sole benefit instead. Yeonjun counted himself truly lucky to have Soobin as his mate.
What began as a chaste kiss quickly shifted into something more passionate as Yeonjun parted his lips, letting Soobin lick into his mouth. Even though Yeonjun had kissed Soobin a thousand times before, he never grew tired of it. One of his favorite things to do was sit in Soobin’s lap and make-out, lazily at first until it grew hungry, eventually ending with them rutting against each other to completion or Yeonjun pulling down both of their pants to ride Soobin.
The alpha was an amazing kisser, knowing how to adapt to the push and pull of the kiss. Yeonjun himself was a relatively controlling kisser, and he didn’t often like feeling overpowered by his partner. But Soobin always relented to him, letting Yeonjun control the pace of the kiss, except for those moments when Yeonjun was craving submission, and then Soobin would pull Yeonjun into his tide, dragging the omega under like a deep-sea plunge.
Yeonjun gasped as Soobin’s tongue slid along the roof of his mouth before nipping lightly at his plush bottom lip. Soobin began to ease off, not wanting to push too much in case Yeonjun felt like it was too overbearing, but Yeonjun chased after him, pressing their mouths together again with such force that their teeth clacked.
“Don’t back away now,” Yeonjun demanded, a near growl in the back of his throat, and Soobin’s eyes flashed in response. “You have a job to do.”
Remembering the sex toy still vibrating in his hand, Yeonjun switched it off and set the toy down on the dresser. Then he turned around in Soobin’s arms, finally facing his mate properly and leaning in for another heated kiss. As Yeonjun pushed his tongue into Soobin’s mouth, he felt the alpha’s hand slide underneath his shirt and briefly felt embarrassed by his appearance.
Yeonjun had worn a loose tank top and baggy shorts, thinking it would only be a wardrobe clean-out day, and he wished for a moment that he was wearing something prettier like one of his lingerie sets. But Soobin had seen Yeonjun in much worse states than this, as Yeonjun’s friend for five years and lover for three. He didn’t know why he still felt a niggling sense of insecurity over his appearance, but Soobin was always quick to reassure Yeonjun that he loved the omega no matter how he looked.
When Soobin’s thumb brushed across Yeonjun’s stiffening nipple, the omega released a breathy moan as he was pulled out of his thoughts.
“I love it when you wear loose tank tops like this,” Soobin pulled away to murmur against Yeonjun’s lips as if he could tell the omega was feeling insecure about his outfit, and it made Yeonjun’s insides go warm and fuzzy. “Sometimes, when you lean over, I can see your entire chest and it makes me go crazy.”
“I think you just like seeing me naked,” Yeonjun teased, and Soobin grinned.
“I can’t deny that.”
“So why don’t you take a look now?” Yeonjun’s tone was suggestive as he raised his arms, and Soobin wasted no time lifting the tank top up and over Yeonjun’s head. As Soobin tossed the shirt to the ground, his eyes roamed over the omega’s bare chest, drinking in the wide expanse of honey skin and the dusky nipples that were beginning to perk up from both cool air and arousal.
Soobin stared at Yeonjun without speaking for long enough that the omega began to grow self-conscious, feeling the need to hide from that intense gaze. But just as Yeonjun was about to cover himself, Soobin uttered in awe, “Gorgeous.”
Yeonjun could barely reply before Soobin kissed him again, pulling the omega against his body with greedy hands. Yeonjun moaned as Soobin devoured him, kissing the omega like he wanted to swallow his mate whole so they could become one. Clinging to Soobin’s shoulders, Yeonjun could only hold onto for dear life as Soobin swept him away. The air turned heady with the combined scents of their arousal, mixing together to create an intoxicating perfume of desire.
“Fuck, hyung.” Soobin was breathing hard when he finally pulled away, looking just as ruined as Yeonjun felt. They hadn’t even done anything but kiss. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Soobin’s gaze was searing, the desire in his eyes nearly overwhelming, and Yeonjun had to look away to avoid it. Instead, Yeonjun’s gaze landed on the toy still resting on the dresser, ignored in favor of each other. “I hope you haven’t forgotten the main event.”
Soobin’s lips curled into a smirk. “Of course not. Why don’t you get ready for me on the bed?”
It took a moment for them to untangle from each other, both of them reluctant to separate, but Yeonjun was soon shimmying out of his shorts and lying back against the bedspread. He watched with covetous eyes as Soobin grabbed the toy from the dresser and crossed over to the nightstand where they kept the lube.
Spreading his legs, Yeonjun let his hand creep between his thighs where he fondled his cocklet, now at about three inches fully erect, before sliding lower and dipping between slick folds. He was wet with arousal, Soobin’s kisses and scent enough to make the inside of his thighs sticky. Yeonjun knew that if he slipped a finger inside, the slide would be easy and smooth, but he refrained. That wasn’t what this was about, after all.
Yeonjun’s eyes darted back up to where Soobin was standing silently, watching him. Soobin’s gaze was dark with barely restrained lust, and that alone was enough to make Yeonjun’s cunt clench. Even spread out and exposed on the bed, Yeonjun felt in control of Soobin, and it sent a thrill down his spine. He knew the alpha wouldn’t touch him until he said so, and if Yeonjun were feeling a little meaner, he would make Soobin watch while he touched himself. It had been a long time since Yeonjun had put on a show for Soobin, often too eager to have the alpha inside him to wait, and that would have to change. But not now.
Instead, Yeonjun beckoned Soobin over, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip, and Soobin’s eyes tracked the motion as he crawled onto the bed. Once Soobin was close enough, Yeonjun hooked a leg around Soobin’s hips and dragged the alpha down to kiss him. Their mouths met hungrily, more of a wet clash of lips and teeth than a kiss, but Yeonjun was too engrossed in the feeling of Soobin’s body blanketing his own to care. He felt Soobin’s hardening erection pressing up against his thigh and rocked upward, relishing in the moan he pulled from the alpha.
“Yeonjun,” Soobin stopped him, albeit reluctantly, “remember.”
He raised the rose toy in front of Yeonjun’s face, tapping him on the nose with it and laughing when the omega went cross-eyed. Yeonjun pouted from the teasing, and Soobin leaned in to give him one last kiss before finally pulling away.
“I’ll start slow,” Soobin said as he uncapped the lube and poured a decent amount into the center of the rose. “And tell me if anything feels bad. You can even kick me to get me to stop.”
“I will.” Yeonjun smiled, feeling like he could melt with affection for his mate. He didn’t think Soobin could ever hurt him, but he was grateful that Soobin always gave him an out anyway.
Settling between Yeonjun’s spread legs, Soobin slowly eased the toy over Yeonjun’s cocklet. The omega’s brow furrowed at the strange sensation, the toy feeling slick and snug around him in a way he wasn’t used to. He wondered if this was how Soobin felt when he was inside Yeonjun, all tight and wet and warm.
“How is it?” Soobin asked, searching Yeonjun’s face for discomfort.
“Weird, but not bad,” Yeonjun admitted. “Like you just put a big rubber sleeve over me.” Which Soobin had basically done.
“Let’s turn it on.”
Soobin pressed the button, turning the toy on, and Yeonjun’s back arched off the bed as he shouted. The strong suction and vibrations that Yeonjun had felt on his fingers earlier were now around his cocklet, and the sensation was utterly overwhelming as it assaulted him wave after wave. He’d never felt anything like this, not even when Soobin sucked him off, humming around him for added stimulation. He was electrified by the pleasure, the toy swallowing him hungrily as the vibrations shuddered from his spine down to his toes.
“Wha- wait- Soobin-!” Yeonjun cried out, eyes screwed shut as he fisted the blankets beneath him. He was worried that the toy would wring an orgasm from him too soon, violently and ferociously.
The toy suddenly turned off, and Soobin was hovering over Yeonjun anxiously. “What’s wrong? Was it bad?”
“N-No.” Yeonjun forced his eyes open to meet Soobin’s gaze, letting the alpha know he was alright. He could only picture how he looked, eyes teary and lips bitten red just from a few seconds of using the toy. “Just… a lot. I’m not used to it.”
“That was the lowest setting.” Soobin’s voice was still concerned, and Yeonjun nearly moaned when he imagined what the other settings felt like. He wondered what the record for the fastest orgasm was and whether he would beat it today.
“Do you want to continue?”
Yeonjun swallowed, pausing for a moment to regain his bearings before nodding. This time, when Soobin switched on the toy, Yeonjun was better prepared but not by much. The suction of the toy combined with the vibrations was so intense, it was near torture. Yeonjun had always been sensitive—the fastest way to get him to climax was a hand around his cocklet while Soobin was fucking him—but the toy increased his sensitivity tenfold. He couldn’t hold himself still, writhing on the bed as his hips bucked up into the toy. Between his thighs, slick dripped out of him and stained the bed beneath him.
“Oh, oh- fuck, ah-!” Yeonjun couldn’t stop moaning, his voice turning high and whining. If he had any sense of control over himself, he would be embarrassed, but the vibrations were sending him nearly out of his mind. All he could do was cling to blankets and pray that he wouldn’t pass out once he came because it would be a terrible thing to make Soobin take care of his comatose body in the midst of sex. Not that it would be the first time, as the alpha could be quite demanding during his ruts.
Yeonjun felt his orgasm fast approaching, the pleasure in his stomach building into an uncontrollable crescendo, and in a moment of startling clarity, all he could think was that he was going to squirt all over their bedding they just washed yesterday and would now have to wash once again. He opened his mouth to try and warn Soobin, but all that came out was a strangled cry.
“Suh- uh- Soobin-!”
And somehow, for whatever reason, Soobin interpreted that as, Turn the vibrator up.
A scream tore from Yeonjun’s throat as the toy clamped down around him, vibrations rattling him to his core, and his back arched into a near-painful angle as his orgasm crashed over him. Yeonjun had heard of whiting out before and scoffed at the idea, claiming that it was just something omegas faked in pornos to make knot-headed alphas feel good about themselves, but now, now, he knew.
Yeonjun’s eyes were wide open yet sightless as he came, his entire body turning into nothing but nerves and sensation. He was faintly aware of his climax, clear slick shooting from his cocklet and gushing out of his cunt as he spasmed around nothing. The toy wrung his orgasm from him, barraging him wave after wave like a natural catastrophe. It was all he could do to keep his head afloat, lest he drown in ecstasy.
After what felt like an eternity, Yeonjun finally felt his body reaching the end and was relieved, except that Soobin hadn’t removed the toy yet and it was still sucking on him with insatiable hunger. In an impossible feat, his stomach tensed and he came once again. He wailed with wild abandon, his pleas turning incoherent, and if his last orgasm had felt like a tidal wave, this one felt like a freefall, tumbling over the precipice at the slightest brush of a feather. He didn’t know if he squirted again or came dry because all he could see was a vibrant whiteness behind his eyes, like all of his pain and pleasure had been condensed into one singular pinprick of light.
This, Yeonjun thought, is why they must call a climax ‘the little death.’
What came next was cool darkness and sweet relief until he opened his eyes again. Yeonjun must have lost consciousness for a few seconds because when he came to, Soobin had removed the toy from Yeonjun and pulled his own cock from his pants, fisting himself at a near-frantic pace.
“Fuck, Yeonjun, that was so hot, oh my god,” Soobin babbled, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead like he was the one who had just been fucked. His cock was so hard that it was an angry red, and precum dribbled from the head, leaking over Soobin’s hand. At the base, Soobin’s knot had already swelled, looking near painful with pent-up desire. Belatedly, Yeonjun realized Soobin’s hand was soaking and realized that he must have squirted all over Soobin in the midst of his orgasm.
It only took a few more strokes before Soobin was spilling onto Yeonjun’s stomach with a low groan, the alpha’s cum warm and sticky on Yeonjun’s skin. Yeonjun was too exhausted to move, simply letting his eyes slide closed as he wallowed in the uncomfortable dampness of the blankets beneath him. Instead, he nearly drifted off as Soobin climbed off the bed, retrieving tissues to clean up Yeonjun’s stomach and thighs. He was only roused when Soobin lifted him to strip the blankets from the bed, weakly clinging to the alpha until he was laid back down on dry sheets. Once Soobin settled in beside him, Yeonjun curled up against his mate, tucked his face in the hollow of Soobin’s throat, and fell asleep.
When Yeonjun awoke, he couldn’t tell if he had been asleep for a short while or a long time because Soobin was awake, watching an episode of some anime on his phone above Yeonjun’s head. The alpha briefly paused it to glance down at Yeonjun, sensing the omega was awake, but Yeonjun was content to doze for a little longer against Soobin’s chest. After a few more minutes, Yeonjun finally uncurled and stretched himself out with a kitten-like yawn. He made a disgruntled sound as his back popped, releasing the tension that had built up during sex.
Soobin watched Yeonjun the entire time, waiting until the omega appeared fully awake to ask, “How are you feeling?”
“Fucking exhausted. And sore,” Yeonjun complained. “I don’t think I’ve ever come back to back like that.” He paused. “It was also probably the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
A grin slowly spread across Soobin’s face. “So, I take it you like the toy?”
“Fuck yes, I like the toy,” Yeonjun said enthusiastically. “But also, I don’t think we can use it again for at least another week, unless you want me to throw my back out.”
Soobin laughed, some unknown tension that he had been holding onto suddenly released. “Alright, we won’t use the toy again for a week. But… you promise you’ll still want me even if you have an amazing new toy?”
“Soobin,” Yeonjun raised an eyebrow, “I’ll always want your cock.” He smirked as Soobin sputtered at his vulgarity. “But now that I have a toy that can make me come in five seconds flat, you’ll have to work hard to keep up.”
Soobin’s smile softened as he gazed at Yeonjun, holding a wealth of affection behind his eyes. “Alright, I can do that.” For you, I can do anything, went unspoken.
As Yeonjun leaned forward to press a sweet kiss against Soobin’s lips, he thought to himself once again how lucky he was to have Soobin as his mate.