The Adventures of Cat and Kitten

Chapter 9

Waking up was a painful process for Jihoon. It creaked through him as if the dawn crashed in like a bull in a china shop. He felt tired in every bone of his body, felt roughed-up and fucked sideways and used. He didn't need to open his eyes to know that he was covered in hickeys and scratches, and that his joints were creaking at the thought of having to move. He wasn't sure he could move. It was only the warm arm over his side, the soft breath in the nape of his neck that made him feel a little better.

He had never fucked so much in his life. He hadn't quite believed when Soonyoung said that mating was intense for a tiger, but the past four days he had been fucked so raw that he was half-convinced his ass was moulded to the shape of Soonyoung's cock. Even now, it cost only a tiny thought of movement to feel that his alpha was still in him, still plugging him up, and still huge – albeit not as huge as that time on their third day when he foolishly tried to suck him off, dear god. He had been filled, emptied out, bathed with exquisite care, and then filled again, over and over in some kind of arcane biological ritual.

He could remember bare snatches of grasping moments to eat, when Soonyoung held a power bar for him to nibble on, or had to assist him to go to the bathroom, or held his head for him to sip from a bottle of water.

It had been a humbling experience for him, that kind of claiming. As he rocked forward, trying to slide off, it tugged and teased still, causing aftershocks to ripple through him until he pulled himself free. His pucker tried to close but failed, and he stifled a moan against his pillow as he hunted around for his plug. It went in slickly, with no resistance whatsoever, and he finally made it off the bed.

Walking was an ordeal as well, and starting the shower was nearly beyond his capacity. He was glad Soonie was still asleep, because it meant he could stumble into the shower and get it started, then collapse on the floor to soak in the hot spray. Getting clean was another matter. He rested his head against the seat of the shower and pulled the plug out again, feeling Soonyoung's cum stream thick and viscous down his thighs. Slowly, hesitantly, he started cleaning himself with two fingers, then three, embarrassed and miraculously still turned on. Biting his lip, he turned just a little and perked his ass up so that the shower could fall directly on his hole. He reached behind him to hold it open wide, so that the water could beat and pulse against it as he cried weakly, stuttering through a gut-clenching climax.

He came dry for the first time in his life from that, barely managing to stumble from the shower before the water turned cold. Stopping it, wrapping a towel around his waist, he went to make coffee and reassure everyone through text that they were just fine, just a little busy. It cost him a few minutes, but he nearly had a second orgasm as he sipped at his coffee, hot and strong and sweet. It gave him energy to slink back into the bedroom, then the bathroom, pulling out his wet washcloth and going to clean his mate.

It wasn't difficult rolling Soonyoung on his back, nor was it difficult to clean him up. The bed was the problem, their sheets were filthy with slick and cum, and he struggled to make the bed up new around his alpha's deadweight, muscular body. When he finished he felt as if he had run a marathon, and he creeped back onto the mattress, drinking his coffee slowly as he thought back over his life before Soonyoung.

He had hated being an omega, cursed his body when it didn't fit his soul. Everyone had thought he'd be an alpha. He had thought he'd turn into an alpha, but no. His body had decided to come out shorter than average, delicate and slender, and he had had to work his ass off to sweat some muscle onto it. Even when he succeeded, when he had turned into the strongest being he could, he had still been denigrated for being an omega, not to mention the constant filthy offers to breed him, to 'fill him with pups'. He hated the thought, he still hated it, but...