THE GAME

Chapter 37

Hi there, before you proceed I would like to point out that I may break a lot of hearts with this chapter, so please forgive this cruel author in advance. Secondly, this chapter is mostly light smut(I suck at it ), so you can even miss it if you're uncomfortable. (I'm sure everyone wants to find out if XY fks WY so most will proceed.)...All the same, I hope you find some kind of weird comfort in this weird chapter...Please thread softly...

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The garment meets a sad end and Xue Yang heaves him up again, a serious look on his face as he studies the omega's transition.
"...take them off.", Wei Ying whines. He could already feel a load about to explode in his pants from the constant grinding.

Xue Yang listens to his pleas; keeping Wei Ying in place with one hand while the other snaps the rusty metal into pieces with spiritual energy.

Wei Ying grabs his head the instant his limb falls and initiates the next kiss. His breathing hitched, body pouring out more pheromones. The alpha stumbled backward from the force and has to stem his feet in the ground. This omega was being aggressive.

"Wei Ying, do you want to tear me apart."

"..."

"Huhuhu...then we have to make you comfortable"
Wei Ying quickly wraps his arms around the alpha's neck when he is leaned forward.
Expecting the cold woody floor the wild one is surprised to feel a cushion beneath him.

"How...", He gapes when he recognizes the changed environment. This was Xue Yang's living room. A finger hushes him.
"Dont overthink this...just enjoy it.", Xue Yang sits up.
Wei Ying misses a breath when the shorter man pulls his shirt over his head. His biceps and tight abs flexing as he gets rid of the upper garment makes the lotus drool.

"What?... You like what you see?", Xue Yang smirks before hovering over the omega.
While they share another steamy kiss, he snakes a hand into Wei Ying's pants.
"Damn... it's a river down there.", his tone is almost dreamy.

Wei Ying says nothing but bulks his hips up; a sign that he wanted to be freed of his pants as well.
Within a few shifts, Chengmei fulfilled that demand and squeezes him. Wei Ying can barely keep his eyes open when a finger teases its way into his backpoint. He groans as a second joins soon enough.

Xue Yang releases his lips to enjoy the expressions on his face. A twist of lust and a dash of pain when he adds a third.

"Hah!!.."

"Here?"

"Mmnnn!." Wei Ying cannot think straight when his sweet spot is touched. Xue Yang kept curling his fingers in that direction; panting in the omega's ears to stimulate his senses over and over again.

"Ahh!", Wei Ying jerks forward; quivering from the second a free hand wraps around his dick and moves in a direction opposite to the thrust in his back point. The contrast keeps him on a tipping scale but his member explodes as soon as someone touched a nipple with the tip of his tongue, slowly circling the pink areola in one suck.

"Wow...so hot...", Chengmei smiles deviously while Wei Ying catches his breath.
"My turn.", he quickly flips the lotus over and pulls his waist towards him. Wei Ying was still dazed by the first load and let his body be manipulated.

Suddenly the one behind him leaned over, sliding a hand through his armpit to grab his chest. This felt different from the first. It was almost like he was siphoning energy from the heat on his back. Wei Ying places a hand over that which played on his chest and his eyes go wide. These hands are different.