[风情 | FengQing]: You Are Giving Me Christmas In Mid-Summer [TGCF ABO Universe]

Part 8: How To Seduce (And Steal A Puppy From) Your Alpha

The kisses over his belly turned into licks, and Mu Qing purred louder. 

It was such a simple thing  –  purring. It was natural and easy for him. He had no explanation why his mate loved it so very much. Feng Xin purred for him too, but more rarely, of course, Alphas afforded this only with people who were extremely close to them, as a rule, and he wouldn't be surprised if Feng Xin only purred for him and for his Papa.

The feeling of pride  –  the pride of belonging to such a powerful, domineering Alpha   -  surged inside him so much at that thought that the slender boy could not control it this time: his pheromones exploded without a warning.

The licking stopped, and he gasped, as Feng Xin's goofy-looking face leveled up with his own, as the Alpha mumbled:

- What the hell did I say wrong now?!? Damn! What's with that weird scent, pup???

Mu Qing giggled and squished his husband's cheeks in his hands, enjoying his sheepish expression too much.

- I love you, is all.  –  he purred some more.

The big Alpha blinked, confused for sure, but managed to move his lips and lips comically, fishy-like:

- I really love it when you purr happily for me, silly Omega. Do it some more!

New laughter, and the thin arms wrapped themselves around Feng Xin's neck as now they were face to face, their bodies touching intimately, but not quite sexually. Not yet.

- Let's make love, mate. Let's have fun. Let's play! Play with me! Show me! Show me how much you want me! No scenting this time! Just you! You and me! I want you!  –  Mu Qing cooed, amused at his husband's totally confused-smelling scent.

- Is this some bizarre pre-heat thing I still don't know about?  –  Feng Xin grumbled pathetically.  –  What's this? A new kink?

Mu Qing just shook his head, still smiling, still purring.

- Just make love to me. That's all. That's it!

The Alpha looked down on him seriously now. 

He kissed his cheek and spoke in his face:

- Alright. But I want us to make love. Not  -  make a baby.

The Omega blushed. 

Too many times in the past months, they would go to bed with that chant, with that wish, that spell  –  let's make a baby. 

He had thought that the pressure of those expectations, aided by Feng Xin's mother's words that he was sadly too weak  to manage a pregnancy, had fallen mostly on him, on his shoulders. But now he clearly saw that the Alpha had been stressed-out too.

- Deal!  –  he cooed again.  –  But I want my toys!!!

A new giggle, some more licking, and some more Alpha-grumbling:

- You slut... huh! But... Still... So tasty, you slut... huh!

Mu Qing was laughing, lying on his back, relaxed on the bed, watching his husband now trudge to the other room, rummage inside the closet there, and come back, carrying a fine-looking cloth-bag, which contained  –  well, they both knew what.

- Tasty.  –  he grunted, repeating the word as if it was an insult.

- Make me scream.  –  Mu Qing purred invitingly, smiling at him with his arms open.  –  Love me. My Alpha, make love to me...