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

Chap 23

No kissing, just fucking. Fucking is good.

It's the usual, demons fuck to feel good. Lust, they call it.

And it has always been like that for her. She has had multiple partners before, to satisfy the lust, the lust of a demon that's been alive for decades. Yet, why does it feel different this time?

Different doesn't mean terrible, it means fucking Yongsun is on another level of pleasure. She loves every second, every minute that the omega touched her, squirmed under her, and moaned her name. She loves those moments way too much for her own good.

What she feels is one thing, though. Yongsun has been too confusing for her to understand. One moment the omega is all over her, then the next moment she is already pushing her away as quickly as a human can. But Byul's fine with it, she guesses. They're fucking. What more can she possibly ask for?

Not when the sex is this good.

"Byul, concentrate."

Yongsun bites near her throat and snaps her out of her thoughts. The omega tightens her arms around Byul's neck, legs tugging the alpha's hips closer, urging for the continuation.

"Are you tired already?"

In response, Byul pulls her cock out, leaving only the tip inside, and thrusts right back into the omega's cunt.

"Ah—" Yongsun squeals at the rough thrust.

"We've only just begun, Princess."

Hooking her arms around Yongsun's thighs, Byul spreads them further apart, thrusting deeper into the omega.

"You're sucking me in so greedily, Yong," Byul coos at Yongsun's flushed ear, making the omega shiver. She rolls her hips, grinding against Yongsun's clit, smiling smugly when the omega moans aloud, "You enjoy my cock so much, don't you?"

"Byul– Ah-Ah" Yongsun gasps, unable to finish her sentence as her hips buck up in greed for more stimulation.

"I've never seen anyone so desperate for cock before," Byul starts giving slow and shallow thrusts, "You're always acting so prissy, but little do they know the truth, huh?"

"B-Byul," Yongsun arches up, hips rolling as an attempt to increase the pace but Byul holds her waist down, her grip is bruising on the omega's skin. "Please, Byul!"

"Say you love my cock, baby," Byul husks out, grinning at the whimpering Yongsun. She averts Byul's gaze, cheeks flushing from the request.

Scratching down the alpha's back doesn't get Yongsun anywhere, only for both her wrists to be pinned down above her head.

"Don't you want to cum, Princess?" Byul growls, strengthening her grip as Yongsun tries to wriggle out. When the omega nods in defeat, she snaps forward once, drawing a needy whimper out of Yongsun. Byul smiles devilishly, "Then say it. Say you love my cock and I will fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

"I-I—" Yongsun's cheeks heat up, eyes slam shut as she stutters, "I love your cock, Byul. Pleas—"

The begging is enough for her as Byul lifts Yongsun's hips and sets a relentless pace, driving the omega into the mattress. Each thrust is as powerful as any other, slamming her whole length into Yongsun again and again. The omega quickly turns into a moaning mess, voice going higher, body shuddering so much that Byul has to still her for smoother movements.

Byul smirks to herself. Yongsun only goes so loud when she's far enough. Like getting a pat on the back, Byul keeps thrusting with eagerness, perfectly hitting the omega's pleasure spot each time.

The sight of the bed rocking so violently has become familiar — not that they seem to care when the sight of one another is way more appealing to the eyes. At least that's how it is to Byul; how can she turn away from this Yongsun — bare and beautiful, begging to be fucked by her. Her heart flutters at the way Yongsun chants her name, again and again, as if the omega belongs to her and her alone.

They have been fucking for a few weeks now if counting from the day Yongsun established their sexual relationship. It's safe to say that those have been the best weeks of Byul's life so far. Each time is better than the last. How is that even possible?

Though the omega has been more into this than she thought, making the first move most of the time, Yongsun still sets a few restrictions for them. And oh boy is Yongsun strict about them.

First one, of course, kissing isn't allowed. She has asked before, why does it matter, what can a kiss possibly do? Well, apparently, it's not about the kiss, it's what is beyond it, as Yongsun told her. Whatever that's supposed to mean. It doesn't matter, kisses are just minor things.

They can't fuck while on the job being another. Once she tried to persuade Yongsun into a quickie, she was left with a boner in her pants, while banging on the door of the inn they stayed at, screaming the omega's name into the freezing night — which was humiliating.

Also, Yongsun doesn't want to be touched in public, for whatever reasons. Which is fine. Whatever makes Yongsun happy, she's cool with it.

All of this, just for fucking.