Two souls intertwined

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The air between them buzzed with unspoken promises, the magnetic pull of their reunion igniting a fire that had lain dormant for too long. Minghao looked up, eyes shimmering with desire and vulnerability. His lips parted, his breath shallow as he uttered the words that set Junhui’s heart ablaze.

“Make me yours, alpha,” Minghao whispered, his voice soft, tinged with a need that sent a shiver down Junhui’s spine. He whimpered, almost as if the anticipation was too much to bear, his body leaning closer into Junhui’s warmth.

Junhui’s heart pounded, his alpha instincts roaring to the surface. His hand reached up to cup Minghao’s cheek, thumb brushing away a stray tear. “You were always mine, omega,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly, vibrating with the intensity of his feelings. “Every day, every night… you’ve always been mine.”

The world around them seemed to fade into nothingness as they made their way to Junhui’s house. Each step was charged with the promise of what was to come, the tension between them so thick it was almost tangible. When they finally reached the doorway, Junhui couldn’t hold back any longer. He pushed the door open, pulling Minghao inside with a possessive urgency that sent a thrill through both of them.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Junhui trapped Minghao against the wall, his arms on either side of Minghao’s head, caging him in. Their breaths mingled in the small space between them, the heat of the moment swirling around them like a storm. Junhui’s eyes roamed over Minghao’s face, drinking in the sight of him, every angle and curve that he had missed so desperately.

“You’re so beautiful,” Junhui murmured, his voice thick with awe. He leaned in, capturing Minghao’s lips in a ferocious kiss that spoke of all the time they had lost. Their mouths moved together hungrily, the kiss deepening as Minghao’s fingers tangled in Junhui’s hair, pulling him closer, wanting more.

Junhui’s hands moved to Minghao’s waist, sliding beneath his shirt, feeling the smooth expanse of skin beneath his fingertips. “I’ve dreamed about this,” he confessed between kisses, his lips trailing down to Minghao’s jaw, then to the sensitive spot just below his ear. “About you. About us. I knew… I knew we were made for each other. From the moment I first saw you.”

Minghao gasped, his head falling back against the wall as Junhui’s mouth left a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down his neck. “Jun…” he breathed, his voice a soft, pleading moan that sent a jolt of electricity straight to Junhui’s core.

Junhui’s hands roamed, exploring every inch of Minghao’s body, as if trying to memorize him all over again. He pulled away for just a moment, eyes dark with desire as he looked at Minghao, their chests heaving with ragged breaths. “I love you,” Junhui said, his voice trembling with the weight of the words. “Every part of you. You’re perfect. You’re mine.”

Minghao’s eyes fluttered open, the look in them making Junhui’s heart ache with tenderness and longing. “And you’re mine,” Minghao whispered, his hands sliding down to grip Junhui’s hips, pulling him closer. “I don’t want anything else. Just you. Just us.”

Junhui’s control snapped. He claimed Minghao’s mouth in another searing kiss, his hands moving with a newfound urgency. He lifted Minghao effortlessly, and the omega wrapped his legs around Junhui’s waist, their bodies aligning perfectly. They moved through the house, Junhui barely breaking the kiss as he carried Minghao towards the bedroom.

When they reached the bed, Junhui laid Minghao down gently, leaning over him, their faces inches apart. The air was thick with the scent of their desire, a heady mix that made Junhui’s head spin. He looked down at Minghao, eyes blazing with the need to claim, to mark, to make the omega his in every way possible.

“You’re mine, Minghao,” he whispered, his voice rough with passion. “Now and forever. No one will ever come between us again.”

Minghao’s breath hitched, his eyes filled with love and trust. “Then make me yours, Jun,” he said, his voice steady, though it was laced with a tremble of anticipation. “Completely.”

Junhui needed no further encouragement. He leaned down, their lips meeting in a kiss that was both tender and hungry, a prelude to the promise they were about to seal. As their bodies moved together, the world outside ceased to exist.

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Smut, next chapter🤡

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