A Presidential Time [BL-Omegaverse-Smut]

The Bar (Chapter 1)

We come back to our tale with Biden and Trump-Chan eating a small meal at the bar. This is the first time in a while that Trump-Chan didn't have to work his magic for a food.

Biden: So why are you homeless?
Trump-Chan got caught in Biden's deep blue eyes.

Trump-Chan: Alpha-Putin left me and I don't have a job so I decided to swing leg for food.

Biden: Let me guess he left you for Kim

Trump-Chan: Yes he did.
It was embarrassing for him to say but why lie at this point.

The bar was empty at this point, only with the occasional bickering from bar hoping drunkies with their small Omegas on leashes. They were sat at a booth in the far back. The cushions were stained with beer, cigarette burns, and the occasional drops of semen.

It wasn't bizarre for people to have sex in the bar. Truth be told it was a well known hookup meeting point from that new app "Hungry Like a Wolf". A rather unfunny play on words. Sometimes you could hear the faintest squeak of a moan from Omegas pleasing theirs leaders.

Many couples tried to hide the fact they were going at it by cutting convenient holes in their articles of clothing, the most common being wearing a skirt with cut up tights. Some would go as far as not wearing any undergarments but it would get pretty obvious seeing the tiny erections from the Omegas poking out their skirts. It was technically not a crime to publicly have sex but it wasn't ideal.

Biden: Do you want to crash at my place tonight?
The question was shocking to Trump-Chan.

Trump-Chan: { What is his angle?}

Trump-Chan: If you want me to suck your dick I can just do it underneath the table.

Biden: Do you think of me only as perverted!?

Trump-Chan: Yes I do. You also left me for someone else! You Alphas are all the same!
Trump-Chan got up and started walking away when Biden grabbed onto his shoulder.

Biden: Look I'm sorry. If we stayed together you wouldn't be homeless. Let me make it up to you. You can stay at my place for as long as you need. I don't have any ulterior motives.

Trump-Chan thought for a moment. Weighing the options. Either doing the same things every day until the day he dies or living with the person he hates the most.

Trump-Chan: Fine. But don't even think about trying to be a friendly around me.