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Shiro is part of a bachelors party that goes to this fucking exclusive Black Amex card level club. He's a bit older than his friends (45) but he's enjoying being around young Alphas.
The scents are overwhelming.
Instead of leaving and looking like a fool, he just heads deeper inside, one scent IMMEDIATELY hits him. Its a Elite area, just to enter the area is 25k. Shiro pays immediately and is handed a muzzle with a gold opera mask.
Only two rules
Don't touch and Don't talk.
Shiro has fucking no clue what he's doing but he goes in, sits down with 3 other Alphas in a room. Agitated and territorial reeking off them. That didn't concern Shiro much.
The massive gold birdcage in the center did.
Shiro was curious but he wasn't impressed by all this atmosphere, the mask and muzzle were heavy on his face which was the point. The three VERY large bouncers in the room made it clear that the rules needed to be followed.
On the floor in the cage slid open, the scent was so intense.
Shiro couldn't put his finger on it, the scent was hot, almost buttery...the reaction was immediate. The other Alphas fidgeted in their chairs, aroused like a button was pressed.
Its been a while since Shiro has even felt this turned on. Not since the divorce.
A spot of black hair came into view Shiro was fixed on the young man in a red robe rising up from the floor. In a word, he was stunning, gorgeous violet eyes glared disgusted at the room. The man glanced at Shiro with a head tilt and a lock of his black bang kissing his lips.
"You all smell like shit." The raspy voice didn't match the face, Shiro felt disgusted, this felt wrong and yet when the rope dangled down and the young man's slender fingers traced the smooth fabric with a grin. That feeling vanished. "Keep your eyes on me." And the robe fell to the floor. Shiro obeyed, watching as the lithe young man curled a firm fist around the fabric and spun in the air. The scent flew off him as he delicately danced and bowed, the fabric coiled his thighs and legs, not once becoming tangled.
Shiro was getting hotter, the mask more difficult to take in all of this man's scent, it was mixing in with the other Alphas, noxious fluid spilling between their fingers as the pumped. Shiro couldn't think of them, he only had eyes on the dancer.
There was a mischievous glint in his eyes. Enjoying the power .
And Shiro had to admit it, no, he felt he had NO power here, this man, this OMEGA, was pulling four grown Alphas to their knees. Shiro didn't know who they were, they could be the most powerful men on the planet, royals even.
Yet this one Omega, owned them all. Owned him too.
Beads of sweat trickled down the curves of his body, slick dripping on the floor, this Omega was aroused and so focused on the dance. Shiro's never seen that before...most Omegas huddle in nest but not *this* one. No, this one was performing. And what a performance.
Suddenly one men sprung up and dashed to the cage, tearing off his muzzle and yanking on the bars. The Omega looked unmoved as the bouncers practically manhandled the offending Alpha away.
"So sad...one pig down." The Omega said in a singsong voice, "Three to go."
The Omega twisted back up into the fabric, damp spots from his slick sprinkled dark circles and streaks whenever the cloth slipped between his thighs. He arched backwards in a languid spin and with a loud breathy sigh, he came.
It was an impressive amount .
The pallid drips made a fair distance, smacking the bars of the cage and another man leapt from his seat, rushing to lap the load desperately. Shiro almost couldn't believe what he was seeing, even though he was tempted to follow. The bouncers hauled the man off, virtually crying .
"And then...there was two." The Omega smirked and fingered his mess, "I wonder who will break first?" Shiro almost wanted to cough, this was a game? An endurance test? He paid 25k for this? No There was more to this...
The Omega scooped up his load and sucked his fingers clean.
"It's not the same when its mine yknow...nothing tastes like my Alpha's spunk." Shiro swallowed hard, did this Omega HAVE and Alpha? Shiro didn't see any claim bites...if it was him, he's pepper so many on this Omega's skin. And almost as if he heard, the man looked at Shiro. "You want to claim me old man?" Shit, was he that obvious? Shiro couldn't respond, "Oh you do don't you? Kinda gross, Old Alphas are the worst, barely last a day. Probably can't knot anymore." Now Shiro REALLY wanted to respond, virility was never his issue. The man sat down on the floor and spread open his thighs, it was a glorious view, wet, slick and pink, practically overflowing with slick, the Omega slipped his fingers inside his hole and it just GUSHED.
Shiro's restraint was cracking, this was a YOUNG Omega, the scent coming off in waves.
"You're not going to show me?" The Omega teased and bent backwards to face the only lone Alpha in the room besides Shiro. "Fine...you'll show me right? Take it out...lemme see it." Shiro squirmed and dragged his chair and the Omega leaned back, smiling. "Oink, oink." Shiro didn't even feel the vice grip from the bouncer on his shoulder, honestly he was ready to react VERY poorly just as the last 2 Alphas.
"No, its fine." The Omega cooed from the floor, "He didn't break the rules yet." And the vice grip on Shiro's shoulder vanished as it appeared. "Behave." Shiro could breathe again and the Omega returned his attention to the other Alpha.
Shiro was jealous .
The remaining Alpha REEKED of superiority, Shiro could smell it like cigarette smoke but he already was given a grace, couldn't fuck it up. Since this was an endurance test he literally had to be a weird statue. He regretted not jerking off like everyone else, he was SO hard. The Omega writhed through another orgasm, Shiro was not interested in watching the Alpha pleasure himself to the sight but damn if he wasn't 7 secs away from doing it himself.
And that's when the Omega rose to his feet. Dripping all over the messy floor.
"*sigh* Gross right? I'm always like this...like a busted faucet. My Alpha could drink me down couldn't he?" Shiro's mouth because a goddamn desert, younger Omega were so....flagrant these days. Timidest was bred out of them, now Omegas could be just as aggressive as any Alpha but this one was different. Shiro NEVER felt this way or smelled any Omega this ripe and fertile ever. Or maybe his dry spell has had him feeling ridiculously horny...he's far too old for ruts. "Ah well...I'll need a mop hahaha." And the Omega flicked his hand of his slick. "You two have been good little pigs, congrats." Shiro tensed because he could feel it, feel the final act as the Omega's eyes fixed upon him, "You look like you're about to bust all over those designer slacks. Your Omega will have to work overtime huh?" Shiro wanted to say-
'My Omega has been divorced from me for 12 years.'
'I have no one.'
"Are you lonely little pig?" The Omega pouted and Shiro wasn't ready for that, he knows its an act but goddamn this guy was GOOD. He couldn't tell right now, he was so backed up his brain was swimming in lust.
The answer was 'yes' of course per the rules, Shiro kept quiet, instead of answering, he just took a deep breath and the Omega snorted.
"Poor thing. You need to be taken care of. Sadly, that's not what I want." The Omega walked to the second Alpha who looked like he was going to cum all over him, "You know what I want? Don't you?" He nodded eagerly, practically melting when the Omega's fingers danced on his leg. "What I want is everything, no Alpha can have me because no Alpha can satisfy me." Shiro was willing to prove him wrong, he was willing to bet his entire fortune on it. The Alpha's foot tapped the floor like a dog getting a scratch, "You have all the power and the money...but you can't have me." The Alpha spurted his load but the Omega just moved without a single drop touching his skin. He turned to Shiro and settled his hands on his hips. "Can't even hold it in? Tragic. All that money in the world can't buy you fucking stamina can it?"
Just then the Alpha reached out and slid his hand just across the Omega's ass. Before the bouncers even moved in, the Omega grabbed the offender's wrist and twisted it until a snap resonated in the room followed by screams and cries.
"Gross, toss him out with the bill." Shiro sat silent as the Alpha pleaded, begged and apologized, but the bouncers hurled him away. Now, it was just them, alone. Shiro thought that the Omega was done with the performance but he simply ran his hands through his hair completely restrained. "Congrats...you win."
Shiro won? But WHAT? God he hoped it was what he hope it was. It was now that he realized that he could've brought a partner half an hour ago and it would've been cheaper. But staring at those flashing purple eyes, that toned youthful body, teasing dimples. Fuck it. He won .
The Omega walked over slowly, each step calculated and mocked with the power radiating. The fiery scent returned to something softer and sweeter, heavy still like honey and Shiro was sure his heart stopped when he was in arm's length of him.
"You wanna touch me? Little Lion Man"
The answer was 'Fuck yes.'
But Shiro paused, nothing was that easy...even if the Omega said he was the 'winner' that didn't mean the game was over. This was a trick question. The game was *still* on and Shiro remained still, it was pain, the Omega however looked pleased but Shiro couldn't tell if the smile was genuine. Nothing in this room was real...this was all a game, a play.
"Oh you're a smart piggy. No, you want to be a lion? A King." Shiro's heart was beating so damn hard, this Omega was aiming for all the hidden little spots that Shiro tried to smother down. Be an Alpha, be the BEST Alpha but also be 'approachable', sickness is a weakness, weakness must be cut out and removed.
It was toxic, his upbringing was hell. But Shiro THRIVED in chaos.
The world wasn't remorseful to Orphan Alphas any more than to Orphan Omegas. Especially ones born sickly like Shiro.
But times were different, Alphas didn't have to be aggro 24/7 thank Gods. Everyone was 'equal'. That was the story they wanted to sell.
"Oink, Oink?"
Shiro almost uttered an apology, fuck he got lost in his head again, the Omega looked annoyed, if anything, he looked pissed but it lacked heat.
"Hmm..King...no, not yet, you haven't earned that title." The Omega smiled and grabbed Shiro's wrist, the strength of the grip made Shiro a believer that this Omega could feasibly defend himself easily. That just turned him on even more, what he missed besides the sex was a sparing partner. Someone who could give as much as he could get. Someone who could throw him and hold him.
He missed it.
The slinky Omega leaned in closer, his scent filling Shiro's nose and setting off every single for claiming, the muzzle was a wise move and if he wanted to. He could free himself and-
"There it is...that Lion underneath. A Beast." The Omega's husky voice cooed in his ear, he climbed over Shiro's thighs, Gods the WEIGHT OF HIM near his tented slacks that just oozed pre, his scent mixing in with all the remaining smells overpowered them all till there was nothing left but just HIM.
Shiro craved it, he could feel drool on the corners of his mouth.
The Omega was completely on him now, he moved his hands from Shiro's wrists and placed them on the sides of his muzzle. Moving Shiro's head from side to side and back.
"Stay like that." The Omega whispered his command and brushed his lips on Shiro's throat, Shiro was breaking, he hungered for touch and the Omega's lips were so soft and wet. "You have scars..." Shiro's apple bobbed up and down, the Omega's fingers burned along his nape and Shiro was twitching. "Not a King." he mouthed on the sweating skin.
"A Champion."
A light flashed in the corner and the Omega slid off leaving a small red bite on Shiro's throat, his slacks were ruined, no way could he take them to the cleaners. Not that it mattered, he had 5 pairs of somewhere in his closet. Still, Shiro remained in place. Both because he wasn't told to move and that he lost feeling in his legs from the orgasms. He felt like a teenager, creaming in his jeans.
"You were really good yknow." The Omega stretched and put his hair up into a messy bun. "Most Alpha was fucking morons with sticky fingers." Shiro still didn't speak, instead now that the room became somewhat more lit he could see that the Omega had a mole, just below his ribs and he was sure he had more sprinkled on his body. The Omega slipped his fingers between his thighs and returned to Shiro's reach. "When you're good...you get something special." Shiro was presented with a gift. A taste. "Tongue." and the Omega slip his finger in between the airholes and drag his finger on Shiro's tongue.
He tasted so sweet but also thick and savory. Male, fertile, ready to be FUCKED.
Shiro reached and grabbed the Omega's wrist gently...a heavy sigh and with a shrug of his shoulders. The Omega yanked back.
"Bye, Piggy."
The hands of the bouncer were on Shiro again and the next second, he was out of the room.
He lost.
♚♦♦♦♚
Shiro got the bill, 5k ‘touch fee’ was implemented, 30k spent for 30 minutes of heaven. He accepted the charge, it was an experience.
As an Alpha he can't ignore the desire to dominate an Omega, this one though...was special.
However Shiro prided himself on growing out of that 'Marking the Territory' phase of his youth pretty early. Then again, he had Adam. He always had Adam…
The bachelor and his mates were sufficiently drunk and packed up in their limo to return to the hotel. Shiro drove here, he had a long ride home.
When his i8 pulled up there was a little envelope in the passenger seat, Shiro didn't have to ask whom it was from. He could smell the buttery scent of the Omega and opened the message.
'So close, maybe next time.' With a crude sketch of a pig as a period.
Yeah, maybe indeed.
Predictably, the bachelors revelry caused them to call out. Shiro barely had to work, he was a founding member, still he liked showing up and meeting people hard at work, overseeing construction blueprints. He was retiring this year to do more humanitarian work and travel, to spend the unknown amount of time he had left on something more for people who needed help.
He wasn't surprised when Lotor was waiting in his office with a devilish grin.
"30k?" He said incredulously and Shiro shrugged. "You appeared to have gotten your money's worth."
"I did...and didn't." Shiro sat down beside his friend. "I had a Rut."
"My, at your age?"
"You're older than me." Shiro threw back, which was true, genetics made Lotor look like he was in his twenties when he was a full decade older than Shiro.
"True, I also was fortunate to find my mate when I did." Lotor looked carefully at Shiro and crossed his legs, "Looks like you did as well."
"Oh no, no I think one marriage is all I have in me."
"Nonsense, my father had FOUR."
"His Highness was...busy."
"That is the word for it, regardless, I would like to see my closest friend paired with someone suitable for his needs." Lotor insisted and looked at his nails
"Adam was...we just drifted."
Drifted wasn't the word, their final days as a married couple were tumultuous. It left Shiro blindsided when Adam wanted a divorce.
He or Adam worked anymore, they wanted different things. One of them was major.
Adam wanted to Pair, to have kids.
Shiro didn't.
He couldn't.
When Shiro was young he had a rare disease, his body was degrading. He was living at the time on a perpetual clock. He wasn't supposed to make it to twenty-five, treatments gave him an extra five more years.
Adam wanted children, so did Shiro and thankfully the disease wasn't genetic.
The problem was at the time, children could only be born to a Bonded Pair. And if Shiro died, Adam would be left to raise their child.
A widowed Omega with a child...there wasn’t a system in place to support them.
He didn't want that for Adam.
Things were so different back then.
"Have you spoken to Adam since?" Lotor asked breaking Shiro away from his thoughts.
"Yeah, his kid's going to be 10." Shiro said with a small smile, after everything, he was happy to at least have friendship with Adam, seeing that they were friends before hooking up and it seemed that was best between them. "And don't you say it." Lotor raised his hands up in defense. "He met Curtis by chance."
"I don’t believe in Serendipity. Especially concerning Alphas." And Shiro didn't believe in destiny that much either even though his life was ruled by lucky chances.
"I know but they're happy, that's what matters."
"And what of your happiness?" Shiro understood what his friend was saying, he fiddled with the note from the Omega in his pocket. He absentmindedly just slipped it in there when he left this morning.
Last night he spent jerking himself off to the memory.
Shiro breathed in and smiled the way that annoyed Lotor and he knew it. But it didn't make his words any less true.
What about HIS happiness? But what made him happy?
There was a gentle knock on his office door and a petite woman walked in with a package and a smile.
"Your Highness, sir, a package for you, it's been screened." She smiled and handed the small brown wrapped box, with no label on it. Shiro was sure he didn't order anything.
"Interesting..." Shiro gently tore open the tiny box, only to see another black box. "Very interesting." Now he’s has been on the receiving end of Lance's pranks before, opening a box with a floppy dildo inside. With a prayer for the opposite, Shiro open the box and to his surprise he found it contained a gold pig opera mask. Then the scent...
"Nat, who delivered this?"
"A young man, he's outside now. He's wants a tip."
"Send him in." Quickly Shiro hid the gold mask and discarded the box in the bin as he sat behind his desk, he had no idea who the messenger was because this WAS indeed a message, he didn't think it was anything sinister but Shiro still had to be cautious.
He's heard stories of Alphas losing it all because of clandestine clubs like the one he went to last night. It might even be too late. Right now, Shiro didn't want to fall into wild paranoia. He just wanted to-PRAYED that his hunch was right.
Lotor, of course was quiet, amused and intrigued. Nat re-entered, politely bowed to Lotor and gestured to the messenger to walk in.
The scent came in before he did, tight worn gray jeans, rider jacket, boots, classic white t-shirt. He removed his helmet and worked his tussled hair from his face.
It was him. The Omega.
Shiro was immediately hard.
"Highness." The Omega's voice surprised Lotor too and he politely bowed his head.
"Ah, always nice to see a fellow Galra on foreign soil."
"Only half, on my mother's side your Majesty."
"Then we share something in common it seems." Now Shiro fucking knew Lotor, when he sees something that intrigues him, he will immediately sink his teeth and dick into it, Galra Alphas were a WHOLE other type. The Omega being half Galra made his dominating qualities make sense to Shiro. But he needed to pry him away from Lotor first and made a pithy cough and Lotor grins. "Ah apologies, there's a transaction of sort in progress, Shiro, if you would." Lotor said with silk in his voice. He was having too much fun and before Shiro could muster a glare his way. Those flashing purple eyes were on him.
It was like he was in the birdcage room again.
"Hey." The Omega said flatly and slipped on his fingerless gloves from his pocket. "Thanks, tips help and uh...shit rate me? I don't know, rate whatever."
"Of course." Shiro replied, he needed to think quickly, this was the Omega but they were not in the room. He couldn't just take the mask out or even ask about the letter, just because his Omega scent was on them doesn't mean he SENT them. The club could've done all of that.
Not only that, secrecy needed to be kept, hence the masks. This all could very well be a 'serendipitous' moment, or-
This could still be the game, perhaps it hasn't ended .
Shiro was called a Pig, a Beast, a King and then a Champion. He lost and was a 'Pig' again. He needed to work his way back up again.
"Do you mind cash for a tip?"
"Nah its cool either way." Shiro was trying to focus when the Omega handed Shiro a simple card with a 5 digit number. "Yeah just use that number to rate me. Helps me alot more than the cash but like still tip me."
"Assertive." Lotor whispered with a smile.
"I know what *I* want."
"And what do you want?" Shiro asked and the Omega cocked his hip. The scent of honey and orange. "As a tip of course." Lotor mouthed 'nice save'.
"Hmph, pretty dangerous to ask that sir."
"I enjoy risky things." And that got a shy smile from the Omega. Christ he was beautiful.
"Yeah, me too."
"So...how much?"
"1k."
"Sounds fair." The Omega snorted and shook his head.
"What? Seriously? Should've said 2k then."
"2k it is." Lotor wish he had popcorn or something, he saw that look in Shiro's eyes and knew he was 100% serious. The Omega stilled.
"Hold up, are you seriously going to give me a 2k tip?"
"Would you like 3k?"
"Would you like me to suck your dick?" And Shiro swore something broke in his brain. "Cuz, this sounds like you want me to suck your dick." Lotor was barely holding it together by not laughing.
"W-wwhat?! No, no I, no." Shiro lost the edge, this Omega had a way to surprise him without any effort.
"Ah, I how I truly missed Galra candor." Lotor managed to say suppressing a laugh, he had to save his friend, "I'm sure my friend is simply being generous as is his nature."
"Ohhh, okay. Sorry about that." The Omega was almost sheepish, Shiro wanted to crawl in the deepest hole and die, "I get a lot of weird gross old men. It's nice to mean really nice folks."
"Oh I sure, isn't that right Shiro?"
"Yes, yes it is."
"Look, 30 bucks is cool." And that's what Shiro gave him, exactly 30 bucks...if this was a game he most certainly failed it, it felt like it. Did he show too much of his desperation? God did the Omega think he was like that?
"Thanks, don't forget to rate me." And he respectfully bowed to Lotor. "Pleasure."
"I'm sure it was." The Omega faced Shiro and licked his lips. Shiro wasn’t sure but when the Omega turned around, he saw not only his perfect ass.
But one small dangling gold lion on his keychain.
And just like that, he was gone.
♚♦♦♦♚
After a series of meetings and enduring Lotor's jabs, Shiro ended the day and returned home...he felt exhausted, older than he's ever felt. He was thrilled to see the Omega in natural light. He was right about the moles, he spotted two on his neck alone.
God Shiro felt like shit, he entered his shower to wash up and prepare dinner, answer any emails that was in his inbox, he considered calling Adam if only to hear his voice.
That's when he remembered, he needed to give the Omega a good rating. Shiro took the small card out of his pocket.
He didn't realize it at the time but the card was heat sensitive. The 5 digit number was actually a web address. That's....odd, then again, The Omega never said who he worked for either.
Shiro entered the address and it led him to a black screen with a blinking cursor.
A small screen loaded with a dollar sign and a text box. Shiro was NOT about to enter his detail on a shady ass site but something told him to enter *this* amount.
$3,000
A live camera feed flashed on and there on a bed, was the Omega in red heels..
"Good evening piggy."
Shiro immediately turned off his phone, dimmed all of his lights.. Thank God he has smart house, it was worth the absurd amount for the privacy he has. Didn't think he'd be using it to watch a cam show.
"Here piggy pigs." The Omega called out on the mic, it was then Shiro realized that the Omega was wearing thin black silk panties with Louboutin pumps. Shiro remembered how the Omega looked just this morning, clad in leather, smelling like motor oil and coffee, buttered honey mixed in.
Shiro looked on the sides of the screen and saw a chat box with 20 blank icons, oh, he wasn't alone but this was an exclusive session, 3k was the MINIMUM amount to join.
There was an icon that had a bright platinum ring. That person had to be the top donator.
A Rival.
"Congrats new piggies, if you're here I liked you enough to give you my card today." He crossed his legs, "I have 3 new icons here...will they remain in the pen or get sent to the chop house?" The Omega said in that rich husky voice that Shiro wish he could record. "I have rules, no Voice chat and be nice. We're here to cum and I will make you cum. I wonder if any of you are old...I don't remember who I gave my cards to today..." And the Omega leaned over like he was in the room with Shiro, "I hope you're hot and your dick is thick."
Shiro wanted to swallow his tongue, almost did .
"So, new pigs give me your names for today's stream." Fuck, a name? Uh Shiro was drawing a blank, "Okay, *snorts* Mr. 12inch and DomDaddy3. Really creative, hanging with the grandkids too much. We got one more."
And Shiro typed in-
"Black Lion." The Omega paused and tilted his head with a smirk, he chewed on his lips and slid his hand down his thigh, teasing the strap on his panties. "I like lions...I wonder if you're going to be my King today?" He crossed his legs, "Oh but I can't have TWO Kings. So."
Shiro looked at the icon in the silver ring, the username popped up with 'Leader'. Okay, Shiro fucking was ready, for whatever, he didn't care.
"Since Leader here won, he sets the price tier." A number flashed on the screen.
The base price was 50k the max was...
1 million
Immediately, 10 icons vanished, and the Omega shrugged his shoulders.
"Ouch, Leader you're so cruel. You priced them out." Shiro remained calm, a million wasn't alot compared to his net worth but it wasn't chump change either. He DEFINITELY didn't want this on the books. "Well since this is so big, I'll have to make sure that this stream is worth it don't I?" The Omega walked off the bed and returned with a large case, "Leader, since you won you get your reward." he opened the case and took out a a large and long dildo with a knot. "It arrived."
This was a custom dildo, no...it was an Omega simulator device. Vintage. Shiro hasn't seen them in decades, they stopped being useful to the new generation who didn't need to be Paired or prepped for pairing. The Omega hooked the dildo to the case and it began to buzz. "Ohh.."
Shiro could tell the Omega had never seen this device operate before despite hooking it up perfectly, he grew concerned.
There's a reason why these devices fell out of fashion.
"Before we start, let's warm me up." The Omega removed his heels and teased his panties off, he didn't cast them aside but instead teased the soft fabric down his chest and over his pink pointed nipples. Shiro could imagine rolling them between his fingers, sucking him. "It’s been sooo long since I had an Alpha in me...maybe im too high maintenance?" The Omega sprawled on his bed and his hair covered his face, that Galra glow in his eyes much more vivid now than when Shiro saw them in the room. "I just want to be fucked so hard and slow. Y'know?"
He began to slide the panties to his hardening dick as it started to leak, putting the delicate fabric over his tip and started to stroke. Shiro was fully erect and unzipped his fly, watching as the lithe Omega moaned, his hand pumping and pulling as he cummed over the silk. "I...just want an Alpha...and a Benz." He laughed into another orgasm, Shiro watched his slick start to ooze out, the lewd display oh he could imagine the smell, recalling this morning when the Omega made his surprise appearance.
Wait...the card. Shiro placed it to his nose.
Fuck this kid...the scent was a whisper on the card, but it was enough to get Shiro to leak. He watched the counter on the side of donations, 12in submitted 5k, Shiro submitted 10k and Daddy Dom placed 15k so Shiro submitted 25k.
The Leader dropped 55k.
So it begins .
The Omega cried out as he gushed more slick, his cum sprinkling his chest as he panted a few more spurts and rubbed his thighs together.
"Oh Leader...are you ready for me?" Shiro didn’t like not being mentioned by the Omega, which was stupid, he knew what was going on. This Omega was having these rich Alphas eating out of his hand, Shiro was no different...but what he was, was stupid fucking rich.
Before he did anything else, he took out his phone and moved a large amount of money into an off shore account, Matt was a genius setting this up and he also knew he was going to catch holy hell later.
The Omega took the large dildo and rubbed it up between his thighs, coating it in his slick and cum before sucking on the tip. Shiro immediately regretted not calling the Omega's bluff, he felt those lips once on his neck and his dick is VASTLY more sensitive than his neck.
The Omega drooled all along the dildo and rolled his lips on the shaft.
"Leader, your dick must taste so good.." The counter ticked up, 12in dropping 25k, DaddyDom 35k, Shiro waited, he wanted to see what the Leader would bid.
The Leader put 85k.
Shiro didn't fuck around, he dropped 150k.
The Omega paused and sat up with the dildo and a lusty grin.
"Black Lion decided to roar." Shiro kept focused, yeah, he'd roar, he'll play. He felt energized...this wasn't high stakes but he felt a rush. Mr 12in immediate went dark, his icon vanished and was replaced with a cute cartoon pig with red crossed out eyes. Morbid to say the least.
"Bye bye piggy. You're priced out." The Omega guided the dildo down his torso, "Just when it was getting to the good part." Shiro watched as the Omega fixed the dildo back to the box and waited.
Decades ago, such devices were used to stim Paired Omegas for ovulation, the Alpha would get a custom mould of his dick and let the device penetrate the Omega basically 'conditioning' his body for his Alpha.
The problem came that should and Omega and Alpha break their bond, there was a high chance that the Omega's body wouldn't be receptive to any OTHER Alpha.
It was a bond without a bite. Shiro knew Omegas that had to get reconstruction surgery after using such devices for prolong periods.
The stim devices were discontinued but it was still possible to obtain one if an Alpha REALLY wanted an Omega to never be 'Claimed' by another Alpha.
There was a chance that this Omega didn't know that.
But there WAS a high chance that the 'Leader' did and he wanted that.
The Omega teased the dildo near his opening and softly and slowly pushed in. The counter ticked up again, Shiro did not want this...
DaddyDom placed 100k
Leader placed 200k
Shiro wanted them GONE, fuck them and fuck the Leader in particular.
He dropped 1m.
The Omega for the second time sat up and pulled the dildo out, both the icons of DaddyDom and the Leader vanished and only Black Lion remained with a platinum ring around his icon.
The room was dead quiet, Shiro watched as the Omega stared in total shock.
Shiro had to admit how he fucking loved those icons vanishing and oh genuinely shocked the Omega looked. His cheeks flushed bright red, he remembered what it was like getting his first million too.
A little mic icon blinked on the screen, Voice chat was live.
Shit, Shiro shouldn't be surprised...if someone just pledged 1mil on his live stream, he'd want to talk too. But he wasn't going to leap in with his ACTUAL voice, Matt showed him a voice modulator app months back...should be useful. The Omega waited till the mic connection was set and sat on his bed trying to regain his composure.
"Can you hear me?" Shiro spoke in a warped voice that made the Omega crack a smile. "Is it that bad?"
"Haha, hey I get it all part of the game." The Omega shoulders relaxed with a cheeky grin.
That confirmed for Shiro that he was still in the game somehow, he needed to play very carefully. Even though he just dropped 1mil on the Omega, Shiro didn't feel like he 'won'...at least not yet. "So Black Lion, why bid the max?" The Omega asked softly, "1mil isn't small."
"No it isn't...I didn't want you to use that device." The Omega looked baffled, "Although, it's not my intent to control you."
"Oh trust me pal, no Alpha *can* control me, many want to...it's stupid." That made Shiro smile as the Omega casually grabbed the dildo. "When Leader won, he got this custom made for me, just a weird old fucktoy...so why?" The Omega wiggled it around mockingly.
"It's an Omega Stim device." Shiro looked at how quickly the Omega's face went from cute to disgust and he threw the dildo and device across the room. Rage and shock washed on the Omega's face. He didn't know. That made it more sinister, Adam only used a stim once, they both hated it. Vow each other to never use it again.
"It's okay, you're safe." Shiro tried to soothe the Omega but it was hard with his mod voice.
"Fuck, I need to screen better." Shiro silently agreed, he didn't know this person but what he did know was that he was young and Older Alphas know all the tricks to get Younger Omegas to heel. Whether they wanted to or not. The Omega flopped on the bed dejected. And like a switch, the Omega looked up regaining his composure and sultry stare. He crossed his legs and rests his head on the tops of his hands. "So...you really saved my ass like LITERALLY." The Omega laughed and sighed, "I guess that makes you a Hero huh?"
Shiro had to filter words through his head before he could respond. But he was tired of playing defense, he just dropped a cool 1mil and more on this Omega, that Alpha entitlement bubbled up.
"Does this Hero get a reward?" There was a playful glint in the Omega's violet eyes.
"Heard of the AO only club Naxzela?"
"Yes."
"Meet me there in an hour." The Omega stood up and stretched, "Go to the alley, they'll know who you will be for."
"How?" Shiro asked as the Omega leaned in to turn off the feed.
"Because you're mine." And the feed turns black.
Shiro took another shower, he felt compelled to after seeing the Omega Stim, it threw him back to when he and Adam were younger. Experimenting...when Adam tried the device it hurt him, they didn't have sex for weeks. The device Leader gave the Omega...it was similar down to the nail and this Omega was much younger and smaller than Adam.
Shiro detested Alphas that were cold and cruel to Omegas, whoever this Leader was, Shiro did NOT want to meet him. For now, Shiro shook off that stream, put on his favourite Tom Ford and decided to take his Aston out for a spin.
Naxzela was a relatively newer AO club, primarily for Galra born classes. Seeing that the Omega was half Galra it made sense he was familiar with it.
For Shiro however, he'd probably needed to be more careful, Naxzela was pricey and the patrons could be more....refined but as Galra Alphas. He was coming in on their turf, been decades since he's even been in a scuffle but Shiro was planning all possible scenarios.
Another thing he took with him was the golden pig opera mask. Just in case.
Shiro pulled into the city, he hasn't turned on his cell for a few hours, lord knows how many messages he's gotten from Matt but before he pulled into the alley. He sent a text.
'Playing with Fire.'
'Don't get your dick burn off.' Shiro snorted, only Matt would bring up his dick, 'I'm afraid of Prince Lotor.'
'I'll be fine...I think.'
'YOU'RE AT NAXZELA?! YOU MANIC.'
'The fire has a great ass.'
'Your one weakness. Please don't die, srsly Lotor really is scary hot.'
Shiro turned his cell back off and entered the alley, sure enough there was a large bouncer standing at the back entrance who raised his hand for Shiro to stop. Shiro rolled down the window, the bouncer looked at him and nodded. Well, the Omega was right.
Shiro exited his car, gave his keys to the Bouncer to comically squeeze into his Aston and drive off. Welp, hopefully this all ends well or he'll have to walk. He slipped on the opera mask and entered.
The smell...it was 10x stronger than it was at the Bachelor's Party.
It was dark, the music was low and the cloud of Alpha musk and Omega slick nearly caused Shiro to back out.
And then....he picked up the Omega's scent. That hot honey butter and spice, almost ginger. Like a trail he followed it up the stairs of the club, pushing pass wayward Omega hands gliding on Shiro's suit, it felt like he was swimming in that scent, filling his body and leading him to his destination...his reward .
Shiro stopped at a door with a velvet rope across it, there was a chip reader near the doorknob. Because of course there is.
He had to smile to himself, he was a fool...
Shiro took out his Black Amex and tapped the reader. Charged 25k, he barely blinked, his mind was flooding with that scent. The velvet rope freed its lock and Shiro went through the door.
Mirrors, a massive room surrounded by mirrors.
With one large bed in the middle and on that bed...there he was. The Omega. Shiro thought it wasn't possible for anyone to become more beautiful and yet the Omega seemed to revel in proving him wrong. He couldn't tell if the light was coming from the bed or from the Omega.
"Hey Hero..." The Omega's voice was smoky and wet, he was flushed and panting, no doubt the Alphas and Omegas down below fucking like rabbits triggered his arousal. Shiro was so hard, his dick strained in his trousers and his mouth filled with drool.
His breeding instinct buzzed alive, his throat was raw, his fingers itched and Shiro walked-no-stalked over. He hadn't felt this way since he was 20. The Omega extended his hands up and out, the hazy glow made his eyes shimmer an ungodly bright purple. This...this was different, Shiro's heart quickened. The Omega's fingers threaded between Shiro almost like it was meant to be, locking perfectly, this mask...he wanted it off but Shiro had the restraint. He had to.
The Omega pulled him down to the bed, tugging his jacket off, rubbing his waist until his slick utterly ruined any hopes of getting this suit dry cleaned and honestly Shiro wanted to buried in it, in this heady young scent.
He wanted this Omega without games. God he wanted.
The Omega removed Shiro's tie and wrapped it around his own eyes, raising his hands to feel the sides of Shiro's face until he found the mask.
And tossed it on the floor.
The mask clacked and spun as it slid on the hard floor, Shiro's mouth was immediately on the Omega's, locking them and trying his fucking HARDEST not to be so sloppy but he breathed in the light laugh of the Omega. Shiro took the Omega's hands and placed them up above his head. Sinking his mouth down on the Omega's throat and freeing a loud panicked gasp. This was what *he* wanted.
Shiro couldn't recall wanting anything like this...he really was pent up.
He wanted to Pair. To Breed.
Shiro would never force a Pairing, never dreamed of it, he was almost 50, whatever he's feeling now with this young Omega is just an echo from his youth. He had to promise not to knot in him. This was just a dalliance ...the most expensive stress relief he's ever paid for.
He needed to get this Omega out of his system, after this he could move on. Shiro knew if he kept giving him attention, then the Omega would certainly suck him dry, probably as he's done with many others.
Game or not, after this...Shiro will cut him off. A fool no longer.
As he slid his mouth down, he could taste the Omega's arousal on his skin, salt and sweet, hot, burning his mouth but Shiro wanted to explore every inch of this body with his tongue. Discover more of his moles and suck them greedily.
The Omega mercifully allowed him to do this without the obnoxious mask but they still had to remain unknown. Especially if this is the last meeting, they can’t know each other beyond this moment.
The Omega gasped the second Shiro started sucking his nipples, squeezing his thigh and parting his thighs. The smell, he was SO fertile..as his slick began to ooze out and Shiro dragged his fingers down till they brushed the Omega's hole, coating them completely.
Shiro unzipped his fly to free his dick and pressed his form on the Omega's thigh, dragging in through the slick and pulling his hand so he could FEEL how big he is, how hard he is. Shiro knew he wasn't small, Adam loved being full with him...would this Omega feel the same?
Shiro watched the Omega groan and pumped his dick excitedly, shit, it was sloppy but something about the fumbled hold and squeeze was making him harder.
The Omega wrapped his thighs around his dick and rocked his hips, letting Shiro's shaft slide in and against the Omega's sacks.
Fuck, Shiro locked his hands with the Omega's and kept his balance as the Omega was PRACTICALLY getting himself dripping wet with his pre and slick. He licked his lips came, guiding Shiro's face to his and panting.
The Omega huffed in Shiro's ear, biting his lobe, "You want to eat me." Truthfully yes, Shiro wasn't holding himself back, he couldn't believe how incredibly hard and hungry he was. The Omega pulled on his lip and sucked, nipping and teasing. Shiro could only grunt.
Omega moaned softly as his thumbs slowly slid into Shiro's mouth, its been SO FUCKING long since he's been this intimate. "Mmm, there they are...so sharp, hungry." The Omega pressed his thumbpad against the sharp tip of Shiro's fang. The faint taste of copper on his tongue.
Shiro sucked and kissed his thumb when the Omega pulled his hands away from his face to bring to his own lips, tasting his own blood and Shiro's saliva and groaning. Shiro pushed the Omega down flat on the bed, dragging one arm up and looked at the milky mess between the Omega's thighs and smile as wrapped his legs around Shiro's waist.
And Shiro could feel that urge that was all but smothered away.
"Alpha."
He pushed in.
Heat, a long forgotten indescribable delicious sinking of his dick into the Omega's ass was unlike anything or anyone Shiro had. It connected to his sinew, flooding his bloodstream, the scent of the honey butter returning.
The Omega was so small, too small, too tight, too wet and utterly too perfect. Shiro felt like he was going to drown and gripped the sides of the Omega's waist and practically rammed in. His body was screaming at him to be 'gentle', to 'slow down' but the Omega wasn't resisting.
"DON'T FUCKING STOP!' He shouted and locked his legs like a vice, his hand weakly flailed until he found Shiro's shoulder and locked around his neck. Bringing him down to his chest, Shiro wasn't going to stop, the fucking cops would have to drag him off at this point.
The orgasm was climbing, Shiro spent a few weak rounds into the Omega but it wasn't enough, it wasn't the 'right' one. Shiro couldn't explain what exactly was happening to him, he was rubbing up inside the Omega's ass and hitting his core mercilessly. Shiro switched, he pulled the small Omega up and, on his thighs, causing him to cry out and frantically mouthed all over Shiro's face with desperate kisses. What he wouldn't give to see those eyes, those Galra purple eyes glowing with lust. His cries filled his ears and nails raked Shiro’s shoulders to ribbons, something was happening to him, something he didn't think he's experienced not even with Adam.
His body was energized, he felt hotter and stronger, everything in him was screaming to please this Omega. Don't stop, satisfy him, fill him.
Breed him.
The Omega bounced hard, the tie around his eyes was slipping and Shiro quickly grabbed the knot. Kissing each passionate cry from the Omega in the process, the base of his dick was about to swell. Shiro had to pull out, he must.
'He's yours.' the Alpha urge screamed within.
'He's YOURS.' It was louder.
The Omega slick coated his thighs, Shiro's fingers left bruises and he bit down on the Omega's right shoulder, no, that was the wrong place, he needed to go higher.
Bite....Bond.....BREED.
Shiro's mouth began to hurt, his fangs felt so sharp.
He sunk another bite on the Omega's chest, just over his heart. That made him scream and tighten, clutching Shiro's head to keep him on his chest as his ass was being pounded, higher, go higher.
"K-knot! G-g-gimme your knot!" The Omega shouted, his voice cracking. Shiro pulled out, he heard the Omega cry out, flipped him over and slammed him down on the bed. He grabbed a fist full of that lovely dark hair, his slender pale nape in view and drool crowding his mouth.
'DO IT'
'CLAIM HIM'
'HE IS YOURS.'
Shiro shoved his dick in deep, pushing the Omega over his filling knot and sunk his teeth down hard on his left shoulder for a matching bite.
Breeding instinct in him quieted as he bottomed out and shot quite possibly the fattest load in his life into the Omega. The smell of sex was choking, full of musk and blood, the throbbing music finally returned to Shiro's ears because he forgot where the fuck he was. As he came his senses were returning and listened to the content meek coos below him.
"*pant* fuck...yes..." The Omega snickered and exhaled weakly as Shiro flopped over the him because until his knot went down, he wasn't going anywhere. He just didn't stop cumming, Shiro was being drained and he knew had to become limp eventually.
"Y-you fuck...like how I'd...think he'd fuck." Shiro barely heard the Omega, he was fighting sleep. "T-today...I met...someone, an older guy." The Omega felt his belly and raised his hand up to try to locate Shiro's. Shiro was cognizant to at least move to take his hand and kiss it. Sleep was taking him. "He...was talking the Crown Prince."
"I...wonder if he'd...want someone like me." The Omega yawned and started grow still. Shiro was feeling his knot deflate. The words from the Omega were piercing through his foggy mind.
Shiro smiled, of course he liked him. He liked him alot.
So...how will he let him go ?
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