Demon's wet dream (A/B/O; G!P)

Chap 8

Night comes quickly.

As expected, a royal ball is as grand as it sounds, and naturally, the two royal guests are the center of attention though they don't exactly care for it.

Byul is prancing around the long table filled with various types of food. At least there's a redeeming quality of this horrendous human nest. She just puts a variety of things on a plate and eats while watching people gather and dance. She wonders what's the purpose of this meaningless act. To her, they look like a bunch of fools playing around.

At least Byul hasn't wreaked havoc at this dull party, though mainly because Yongsun has been by her side at all times. The omega is the one dealing with the talking. After all, a scowling demon isn't exactly the most friendly one to talk to. They have been swarmed with questions and cheers from everyone and finally have a moment to grab a bite.

"Don't you wanna join?" Yongsun follows the alpha's sight to the dance floor.

"Uh mmm," Byul shakes her head with a mouth full of meat. She swallows before answering, "Not my interest."

"Hmm," Yongsun hums, "What a shame."

If Byul thinks this is how the rest of the night will be, boring and bland, then she is in for a ride. Just because she chose not to dance doesn't mean Yongsun wouldn't dance without her. Byul's mind goes blank when she sees the omega accepting a male alpha's hand. Did she honestly assume Yongsun would stay with her? How foolish.

The way the omega gives her a sly grin as she's dancing with the man irks Byul. She can tell just what Yongsun meant by that — She has missed her chance. Byul chuckles to herself, like she cares about that.

Okay then, let the omega have her fun for once in a while. She'll stand back and watch.

Byul snorts as she sees the man bow down and kiss Yongsun's hand. Pretentious fuck. And why is the omega giggling?

Yongsun puts one arm around the man's shoulder, another circling around his back, and the man mirrors it, pulling each other close.

Now there probably would be no problem if Yongsun was wearing her casual clothes. However, the omega is stunning in an outfit with such bold details. When the guy touches Yongsun's back, something in Byul flares up, she glares at the male like she wants to burn him alive. Normally it would scare people off, but this time no one is paying attention—which is further fanning the flame inside her.

Oh, how clumsy the omega is. Yongsun trips on her feet and falls backward, pulling the gentleman with her. He quickly catches her and helps her up while still maintaining his stance. Thanks to him, they don't tumble down. The omega giggles and tightens her grip around him, bringing them even closer as they continue dancing.

And it would have been just that if Byul didn't notice the smirk on Yongsun's face when she faced Byul before turning away. The alpha presumably shouldn't be marching towards them and snatching the guy's wandering hand off the omega's back.

But that is exactly what happens, so now she's pulling Yongsun back into her clutches while threatening to crush the man's hand.

"Byul, be nice." is all it takes to let the man go.

Even in her hold, Yongsun still doesn't pay attention to her and apologizes to the anxious man.

Byul doesn't like that.

With the omega's back pressed to her front, her arm wraps possessively around Yongsun's waist while a free hand moves down her side. She breathes into the girl's ear, "I don't like it."

Yongsun lays her hand above the alpha's limb, gasping faintly when she feels hot air blowing beside her. She tries to keep her usual tone.

"Don't like what?"

"You. With others." Byul inhales a full lung of the omega's scent, and somehow, she craves more of it.

"And why is that?" Yongsun lets out a small whimper when there's a warm palm roaming her thigh.

"I don't know. But I hate it."

"I'm here to dance. But you just scared my partner away," Yongsun turns her head to the side and glances back at the alpha.

At that, Byul grinds her hips against the omega and is rewarded with a faint moan. The alpha repeats her action, but this time, Yongsun snickers at her, "That's not dancing."

"I don't dance."

Turning around in Byul's grasp, Yongsun immediately closes the distance between them with arms around the alpha's neck. She guides Byul's movement, stepping forward and backward slowly, following the music.

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." Yongsun's voice stays low.

"You did before."

"Not when you're here."