Random Oneshots Pt. 2

Mo x Heng: {Scent Marked} [M]

This show is entirely MixEarth coded

POV: 3rd Person

  Heng's about to pack to go spend the night at some fake haunted house with his boss, and Mo would be stupid to let his omega go anywhere near that man by himself.

  If rubbing his scent all over the shirt didn't make it clear to that old man, then he should do this, too.

  With Heng pinned beneath him, legs spread and leaking through his pants with the type of slick that makes Mo want to claim him whole and not let him go anywhere tonight. But Mo has something to prove. That Heng is his and that Kongdech better lay his dirty hands away from his claimed omega.

  He kisses down Heng's neck, a soft gasp leaving the male's lips, who gripped at his Saturnworld blanket. "A-ah.. M-Mo~..." Heng whines like he always does, and grinds down against him, as if he really doesn't want to go.

  Rubbing against the taller's scent gland, he licks a stripe there, making sure to soak Heng in his scent and have it last for at least a week, before he bites down. Mo always made sure it was gentle, but not tonight when the omega squirms beneath him, moaning his name and whimpering so lovingly. Wanting more. Mo gives him, though never completely, as he wasn't sure if Heng wanted something so soon, palming at his erection.

  The omega juts his clothed hips forward into his hand, and writhes when his lover pushes him back down, tightening his bite on the gland until it bled onto his tongue. A sweet scent that mingled with lavender.

  That night, when Heng was picked up, the boss stayed away from him. Though he was unsure why because Mo's scent is always so sweet on him (bitter and aggressive to anyone else), but it was good that he kept his distance. Heng has trouble saying no, and was glad when Mo would help him do it.

  "I'll.. I'll sleep on the couch, Heng."

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Author's Note: SOOOOOOOOOOO MixEarth