The Omega Possession(sequel to Omega Lottery)

Yoongi

    Frowning, I fidget with the little device in my hand. A tiny piece of technology we managed to snag from before the boundary crash. Very small and high tech.
     A Tracker.
    The ones we put into our omegas after being mated. Obviously most of them were destroyed or confiscated after the war but...we still have a few. This one...this one is going into my mate.
     Grimly, I step into our bedroom where Hoseok lies naked on the sheets. He gives me a nervous but reassuring smile. "I'm okay. Let's get this over with."
     Sighing, I set the device on the table with all my equipment. Before, we had little needle guns that injected the tracker deep into their necks quickly and mostly pain free but now? I have to do it manually.
     I literally have to cut him open and push the device deep down so it can't be traced then close the wound back up. So much could go wrong.
     "Are you putting it in my neck?" He asks as I roll my chair beside the bed.
      I hum. "I want to give you two. A decoy in case they think to check then a hidden one somewhere they can't trace and remove." I explain.
      He groans. "Okay. So I'm guessing the decoy is going in my neck."
     "Yes. The real one will go somewhere else." I smirk.
      He glares up at me. "You better not be thinking what the fuck I'm thinking. No!"
      "Great minds think alike, baby. It's the best place, don't you think?"
      He scoffs. "You're going to put it in my ass?!"
      I slap my hand down over said ass and grope it roughly. "They would never think to check for something like that there and it would be difficult to remove."
      He scowls. "I hate you and your stupid logic."
      "This logic will save your ass and bring it back to me. Stop bitching. I'll make this quick."
       He snorts. "Oh? I thought you had great staying power. Was I wrong? Old age finally catching up to you?" He snickers.
     I slap his ass again and he moans. "Need me to remind you just how amazing my staying power is?"
      He spreads his legs a little more so I slip my hand down between them and rub against his hole. He winces, still sore. "I'm good." He mumbles.
     Rolling my eyes, I get serious and grab the antiseptic, cleaning my hands and the area of his neck thoroughly and spraying it with numbing spray before grabbing the scalpel and making a small clean cut where we used to inject the trackers.
       He grunts and grabs my leg, squeezing hard as I begin opening the wound. "You okay, baby? Need a break?" I can hardly breath myself. I don't like hurting him.
      He groans. "J-just finish it."
      Nodding, I make sure the cut is deep enough and take a slim long pair of tweezers and carefully push the decoy tracker deep into his open wound. He cries out and claws at my thigh. I don't stop, even as he draws blood.
     Holding my breath, I remove the tweezers and begin immediately closing the wound and putting dissolvable stitches in. My pulse finally begins to calm when I'm washing the blood off my hands.
      Hoseok is draped over my lap, panting. He releases my thigh with a guilty look. "Sorry."
     I smile, ignoring the pain in my leg. I kiss his head. "Don't be. Only fair. I was hurting you, I'm glad you hurt me in return."
      He swallows hard. "Do you think they will believe it's the real thing?"
      I nod. "It is a real tracker but just not the one I'll be following. I'm sure they will find and try to remove it immediately. We're going to make sure they don't find the other."
      He grimaces. "So...all that pain just for them to probably rip it back out?"
     I sigh. "Sorry."
     Rolling his eyes, he flips onto his back. "Can we just finish this? I need a recovery nap."
      Nodding, I smile as I hold up the real tracker. Glaring at me, he spreads his legs wide. I use my free hand to begin teasing his entrance, feeling his natural slick drench my fingers. Leaning down to kiss him, I begin pushing my fingers holding the tracker deep inside him.
      He moans against my mouth as I try to loosen him up. This has to be deep. I add two more fingers until half my hand is being swallowed up. He yelps and breathes hard.
      "Shh, Shh, baby almost there." I mumble against his tongue. He whimpers as my full hand slips inside. He cries out as my arm slowly pushes deeper and deeper until I feel like I'm practically in his stomach. He clenches painfully around me.
      I cover his scream up as I release the tracker and begin pulling my hand out. His thighs shake hard but his hand grabs my forearm, stopping me. "Don't...stop." He whimpers.
       Eyes widening, my lips twitch as I begin slowly fucking him with my arm. He moans and arches off the bed, his cock leaking a river over his stomach. "Oh god...nghhnn..."
      Groaning at the sexy sight, I begin kissing him roughly. "Such a dirty whore. Look at you, fucking yourself on my fist, omega. Your ass is so hungry, hm?" I growl, biting on his nipples as he pushes down on my arm.
     I slap his thighs and suck harsh marks on his chest, fucking him urgently. He rasps out a sexy deep moan, cumming hard, some hitting me on the face.
     I take his cock into my mouth and milk him until he's spurting again and again down my throat, my fist relentlessly shoving against his prostate.
      Once he's sated, it takes some time to fully remove my arm and he flinches when it's finally out. "Ow! God."
      Chuckling, I lick my hand. "So fucking good." Groaning, I wipe my hand and arm clean before returning back to the bed. He pulls me down and climbs on top of me, rushing to remove my pants and shirt.
      His lips latch onto my cock and I grunt, bucking my hips, forcing my cock down his throat. Moaning, he lets me fuck his face while my hand tangles in his hair to hold him still.
     He sucks hard on my head while teasing my balls making me shoot hot cum down his throat embarrassingly quick. Can you really blame me for that amazing view he gave me, though? He swallows hungrily and milks me until it hurts.
      Panting, I pull him up and meld our lips together, tasting myself on his tongue. "I love you. You better not fucking get yourself killed. I'll have to punish you, omega." I growl.
      He shivers against me. "Have to c-catch me first, alpha."
      Smirking, I look into his hazy lust-filled eyes. "I think we both know how that would end."
      He shudders, licking his lips. "I certainly fucking hope so. After this shit is over, I better get something out of it."
     I smack and grope at his ass. "Trust me, baby. You come back to me in one piece..." I pause, my heart squeezing with worry. My lips twitch suddenly. Inspiration. "You come back to me and Soyeon...I'll let you fuck me."
      His eyes widen in shock. "A-are you serious?" He gasps.
     I nod. "If you want it then you better stay alive."
     He's still in shock as I roll him under me and place soft kisses on his neck. "In the meantime, let's make sure the tracker won't come out. I better make sure it's deep enough." I wink, rubbing my hard cock on his hole.
      His wit returns quickly and he smirks up at me. "God, I can't wait until I get to have you screaming under me, alpha. I'm recording it! No one would ever believe me."
     Rolling my eyes, I sink back into his body with a moan. "Have to complete your end of the bargain first, baby."
     He grasps my shoulders, moaning as I begin to thrust. "M-maybe...maybe you should just let me go ahead and do it...ya know...that way I know what it feels like and have the incentive to do it again..."
     I scoff. "No deal but nice try."
     He pouts. "You suck."
     I smirk against his chest, tugging on his sensitive nipple with my teeth. "You love that, though."
     "Fuck You!" He groans. "Yeah...I do but you still suck."
     "Not as good as your ass does baby. Eating my cock so good." I huff, fucking him hard.
      He cums, shuddering apart under me. "Yeah...w-well...can't wait to see you ass eating my cock!" He tries to sound tough but it comes out as a breathy moan making me laugh.
     "We'll see, omega."
     "...bitch."