One Shots

Fated love || part two

Yoro's thoughts were hazy, his breathing was sluggish, and his body was burning, The murmur of Ethan surrounding him could not reach his ears; there is too much ringing in his head right now.

"Y-Yoro.. let me help you.." a soothing voice echoed into the demon ears, a gentle hand caressing his cheek, as he moved forward to his face.

Yoro.. for once, felt out of character, however. His heartbeat was ringing in his ear, and his body was flushed. What he required was release and a good fuck from him.

Yoro never let anyone touched him in the last century or even more, thought. He always deal with his heats alone, which would be very painful to him, but now.. feeling Ethan's size and length made him go crazy.

Despite the fact that Yoro hadn't had anyone in so freaking long, that means his body was way more then just.. sensitive, his body was honest.. but Yoro was still little arrogant.

An irresistible smell. Arousing and possibly mind-altering.

There is a damnably good scent in the air, the smell mouthwateringly sweet, and it's getting sweeter by time that Ethan couldn't just stand there and do nothing.

"Damn.. Yoro.." he sighs, somewhat frustrated with himself, with how he takes a helpless sniff of the air, tense fingers going lax at the smell of something that very sweet, like.. strawberries, a beautiful type of musk.

The scent intensifies for a bit, dense and heavy even in his ventilated living room, and Ethan frown deepens once he feels the beginnings of an erection forming inside his tight pants.

"y-you're making this so difficult on both of us.. Yoro cmon let me help you.." Ethan whispered right into Yoro's ear and softly begged him.

Yoro curled into a ball and wrapped both of his arms around his stomach, burning feeling.. it was painful and yet annoying. Making him all trembling and shaking, catching his breath. h-help.. me.. he was mumbling so faintly.

Ethan gulped then immediately grabbed the demon into his arms from the floor and rushed into his bedroom, he fastened his steps and kicked the door open, gently and carefully placing him down.

"hey.. Yoro look at me." Ethan breathes out smelling all these pheromones in the air getting stronger. He shifts closer to sniff the omega's hair, slowly wrapping his strong arms around him.

"Look at me, Yoro." He spoke again gently, his voice laced with worry.

"It h-hurts.." Yoro cries from where he's tucked safely within Ethan's hold, digging his nails on Ethan's back and clinging tightly onto him, not wanting to let go.

Ethan pulled their faces closer together and demanded a deep kiss, which Yoro gladly and immediately obliged.

Yoro's Hands instantly grabbed Ethan's blonde hair and neck, while the blonde hair gripped onto the demon waist and back. The only sounds they could hear inside the room were their hurried breath and the squelching sound of their open-mouthed kiss.

Ethan hand meanwhile sneaks inside Yoro's pants and underwear, his cold fingers slipping so easily into his hole without permission.

Yoro resurfaces from the kiss to moan, loud and unrestrained. "Ah~! haah..~"

One finger soon turns into two, three — all of them thrusting at the same slow pace as the first one.