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

Part 22: Focus On That (Ugly) Nose!

Of course, the Beta was unaffected. He was not, and was never going be to be, an Omega. 

He had always considered this a blessing, one of very few  his secondary gender held for him. Hua Cheng was also absurdly sure that his own lover would never apply this cheap Alpha trick on him, even if he had been born an Omega.

He now pretended to ignore Feng Xin's menacing growling and just strolled around the counter, staggering a little while doing it. He knew, for a fact, that Feng Xin would never ever  attack anyone while his Omega was here, well... unless his Omega was in grave danger.

- Umm...  -  he purred now, teasing, and enjoying himself to observe the way the bulky Alpha's eyes were getting blood-shot again, due to all the subdued tension inside his veins.

Hua Cheng mumbled a curse while plopping on the stool right next to Feng Xin, still squeezing the lucky whiskey bottle in his right hand. It somehow seemed that they would be needing it more today.

- Drink, dude!!!  –  he joked now, and filled Feng Xin's glass again, but the bouncer only pushed it to the side, and glared on, with impatience and renewed disgust.

Hua Cheng blinked; well, he could only guess, but being familiar with an Alpha's super sensitive nose, he guessed that his own scent was now dancing cruel ballet all over Feng Xin's nerves.

He did something he rarely did, ever, and... took pity.  After pouring himself another glass of what was (although he didn't know it) super fancy, and super expensive, single-malt whiskey, he tried to focus on the Alpha's stupid face, which was tough, because Feng Xin's face was a little out of bounds today, and shimmering all over the place; so, he decided to focus on his ugly nose instead.

Ah. That was better!

- Listen... uppp.   –  he hiccupped again; Feng Xin frowned.  –  It's clear as day, really. I understand, and I am not sure why you are so duuuuumb  and don't understand!  –  he croaked.

Feng Xin was frowning worse, but listened. 

Sometimes, you know, God put wisdom in the mouths of small children and the mentally insane.

- You guys tried in Mu Qing's heat, and it didn't work, right? Coz... this is how Omegas work... right? So... imagine how desperate he was, if he tried to force you into... hmm... knotting... when he was not in heat? Imagine the pain?  Just... that. Just the pain. But he was... ummm... ready to do it. Just so that he could try. Just... to try... So... so desperate... I...

Hua Cheng got carried away, sinking now in his own dreams of knotting. 

He had begged his Alpha to try that too, so that he could experience their sex fully, at least once... so that his lover could experience their sex as it was supposed to be... fully, to the maximum.

- Well?   –  Feng Xin barked at him, watching him get increasingly drunker and zoning out.  –  Try what, moron???

Hua Cheng blinked, startled by the harsh words. He tried to remember what he was talking about.

It took a good minute.

Feng Xin's growl grew louder, so much so that his Papa shouted at him from Xie Lian's table:

- Pup! Behave!

The massive Alpha shuddered, but obeyed. He would never, for the life of him, understand the mechanism in his head that forced him (without his own consent!!!)  to obey so easily to anything his Pa said!

Well, not so with his Ma! For sure!

Hua Cheng's eyes lazily slid to the far side of the bar, to see his husband, the bartender, and the asshole's father discussing something. He blinked, and tried to focus on the ugly nose again.

- Ehhhh... Are you drunk too? Like me?  –  he grinned, speaking to the ugly nose.  –  Why can't you see? Mu Qing tried to get you to finish because he wanted to try to get pregnant! Why else would anyone want your knot, stupid Alpha???

He laughed out loud at the thought of any  other possible answers to that question.

Feng Xin gaped, but thought about it.

- So... this was why he wanted to mate like... like shitty Betas?  –  he grumbled under his nose now.

- Heeeey! I heard that!!! AAAAAAASSHOLEEEE!!!

But Feng Xin was not listening to him any more. He took this thought, and hid it in his heart. He thought about it too, for a moment, but decided to think about it more, later.

Last night's sex assault  had made very little sense to him, as Mu Qing's heat was coming on in just a couple of days. A couple of days were nothing, really. Yet, he had wanted to go all the way.

Sacrifice himself.

For a child.

It was only now that the Alpha actually understood the seriousness of that craving. It wasn't just a whim. It was...

It was urgent.

- Just a week. Just a week, mate...  -  he mumbled to himself now, grabbing his warm whiskey and gulping it down the remainder in a single movement.  –  After this heat, we will---

- A-XIN!!!