Strawberry Fox

      Seungmin melts in Hyeongjun’s arms, shuddering when he feels his breath on his neck and embarrassed, closing his eyes, clinging to the alpha’s back with his hands.       Hyeongjun slams the door behind him, pushing their bodies forward into the living room. The alpha is attracted by obsession, because the desired omega obeys his every word. He crinkles the edges of the soft robe and his lips slide up Oh’s neck, brushing against Seungmin’s lips.       Seungmin is overwhelmed by the intoxicating warmth that comes from Hyunjoon, he really doesn’t know how this happened between them, but these two were attracted to each other, as if they were two magnets or a satellite with a planet, or perhaps, as in that legend, a mad dog in search agile fox.       Hyeongjun growls, causing the omega in his arms to obediently melt, running his fingers through the alpha’s long hair. Seungmin himself is blown away; he is intoxicated not at all by the smell that belonged to Hyeongjun, but by his voice and hoarse roar. All the other alphas run through the omega’s head, and he can’t remember being so intoxicated. Seungmin trembles under the growling Hyunjun, raising his head to the ceiling, allowing the alpha to slide along his neck, biting it, from this pleasure the alpha periodically loses control over what is happening.        Hyeongjun didn’t care about anyone for so many years, but now it was as if he felt a prize in his hands. And in front of him is not the dummy that Jungsu spoke about; in his hands was clearly his desired omega, and the strawberry aroma hits his head wildly, in his heart, making him want the omega even more.       Seungmin pushes them further into the small apartment and in a fit of growling alpha, he licks his lips, salty from the skin, sucking them in one by one, biting the piercing on his lower lip. Hyeongjun is already a mess in his head, he can’t even imagine what will happen to him when he feels not only the taste of omega on his lips, but also smells its natural lubrication. Even now he notices how Seungmin’s smell has become even brighter, the omega’s excitement makes itself felt, Hyeongjun bites his lips opposite, pushes his tongue deep, he is ready to eat the omega.       Han still leans on the omega, hands squeezing his dressing gown, and when Seungmin hits the sofa with his feet, falling onto it in a sitting position, the alpha puts his knee between Oh’s legs and hangs on top of him.       — W-what are you doing? — Seungmin bursts out of his mouth, receiving only a nervous, excited exhalation in response, and he himself is also carried away, especially from the one who is hanging over him.       - Little fox, this is the first time I’ve felt this and I can no longer stand your sweet smell. — honestly, his voice is hoarse and seems even lower due to Hyeongjun’s excitement. Alpha carefully takes Seungmin’s face in his hands again and kisses him forcefully with some pressure. Oh thinks that it would probably be more correct to push the alpha away from him, because they don’t know each other at all, but he doesn’t dare to do this at all.       Or does he not want to end it?       Han’s calloused hands slowly descend along his neck, carefully stroking the skin, although a tight knot is twisting at the very bottom of his stomach. This frightens him, because he has never had such sensations before, but he decides not to retreat and simply give in for the first time to the feelings that he has developed because of the omega.       He treats him like his most precious treasure, trying not to scare him away and simply enjoying the softness of Seungmin’s velvet skin at first.       Hyeongjun pulls off the belt that was holding the edges of the robe from Oh, who was sitting. Seungmin lowers his eyes, watching the process, then looks at the alpha in front of him. And the omega is carried away, in this twilight the daring Hyeongjun seems so sexy to him, his gaze from under his long hair not only turns him on wildly, but even, one might say, almost automatically pushes the omega’s thighs apart.       Hyeongjun takes off his jacket, throwing it somewhere to the side, the open edges of the robe expose the omega’s skin, forcing the alpha to continue undressing himself. He takes off his T-shirt in one motion, throwing it aside after his jacket. Seungmin admires Hyeongjun as he steps closer and firmly pulls the omega’s chin, lifting her from her seat. Hyeongjun switches their positions and sits on the sofa, and Seungmin rests his buttocks on his thighs. The alpha growls, the naked body not only enticing, but the strawberry scent of arousal emanating from the previously hidden skin.       Omega slides on his knees, rubbing himself against the alpha’s excited groin, and Hyeongjun’s hands slowly slide the soft fabric off his shoulder. Now in front of him in the night light is half-naked Seungmin, he pulls him closer, squeezing his thin waist.       Oh’s face turns wildly red, either from excitement and the rising heat in the room, or from embarrassment, because he has never gotten to this point with others. The worries about his first time are tearing his chest and he can’t remain silent about it, but he doesn’t want to refuse to do it. He is drawn to this alpha, drawn and does not want to let go of the feeling that he is already in the hands of Han, literally and figuratively. Still, it would be sensible to warn him about the turmoil in the omega’s chest.       — Hyeongjun… I have… — It’s difficult to say because of the shortness of breath, but you need to say it, so after swallowing another lump of excitement in his throat, Seungmin speaks quietly, almost whispering. — I’ve never had sex…       For some reason, these words make the omega feel proud at the same time, because he was waiting for someone more worthy for this, and at the same time ashamed that he has no experience and fear for the first time envelops him, he even thinks that suddenly the alpha will now run away from what he heard.       — You don’t even have to think about it, — Hyeongjun’s hand strokes Seungmin’s cheek, — all my life I haven’t cared about all these omegas, no one interested me until I met you. — the alpha swallows, — So it turns out this is our first time?       Throughout his life, Hyeongjun really didn’t care about sex and the omegas that hung on him, because Jungsu was always surrounded by them. The alpha now felt like the king of the situation, not only had he found the omega, but he would also get a tasty morsel in the form of Seungmin’s virginity.       Omega nods, smiling shyly and still remaining flushed, and at the same time the skin of his neck and the tips of his ears were turning red, which now attracted Han’s attention. He pulled Oh even closer to him and bit his earlobe, causing him to exhale loudly and clench his hands into fists, placing them on Hyeongjun’s shoulders. The desire to knock the sighs out of Seungmin now clearly captured the alpha, so after the earlobe, he began to bite the omega’s sensitive neck, enjoying the sobs above his ear. There was no need to rush, since Oh was so worried about the first time, but Hyeongjun wasn’t going to hesitate too much.       The strong smell of strawberries attracts and drives Han’s mind crazy. When Seungmin moves his hips again, the alpha tightens his grip on his waist, leaving seemingly red fingerprints on the delicate skin. Omega frowns and the excitement really drowns out the embarrassment that previously enveloped him; he reaches out with his hands to the belt of his jeans, the sound of an unfastened buckle is heard in the night darkness of the room and the omega’s trembling fingers unbutton the zipper, tugging at the jeans in a silent request to take them off.       The jeans disappear from Hyeongjun as quickly as the robe from Seungmin, the alpha reaches for the stomach opposite, sliding his long fingers along the sunken stomach, along the edges of the omega’s lace underwear, in the twilight it seems pale pink. Animal desire rushes to the head, but the intoxicating aroma restrains the animal inside Hyeongjun. He carefully lifts Seungmin, holding his hips firmly in the air and carefully positions the omega’s back on the soft sofa. Hyeongjun’s lips crawl over Oh’s chest, leaving a chain of wet trails underneath, his tongue circled the nipple aureoles, biting the omega’s nipples. Seungmin chokes on air, moans hoarsely, and his hands pull Hyeongjun’s long hair, the alpha kneads the trembling thighs under him with his hands, going down to their inner part, touching the smooth fabric between his legs. Hyeongjun growls harder, his fingers feel how the omega is wet in his underwear, natural lubrication rushes into his nose, it becomes difficult to growl, as well as to restrain himself. The alpha kisses the omega’s groin with his lips, trying to pull the smooth tissue with his teeth, causing Seungmin to grunt, squeezing his lips tighter. Hyeongjun uses his fingers to help pull off his underwear, the hanging material on one leg flying away just as quickly as the rest of his clothes.       Hyeongjun looks into Seungmin’s eyes as his fingers press into the wet spot, rubbing the sticky slick between his buttocks. Omega hisses, throws his head back, trying not to tremble so much under the alpha’s domineering hands. Hyeongjun impulsively takes off his boxers with his other hand, throwing them into a pile of things on the floor, pressing the body under him with his weight, allowing the omega beneath him to feel the hardness of his cock. The hands in Hyeongjun’s hair tighten as Seungmin feels the swollen penis head push into him.       Oh arches his back, squinting at the first sensations, and clutches the alpha’s hair tighter, accompanying all this with a grunt. Omega squeezes his lips, holding back a groan, because the neighbors will complain later, and he doesn’t need the hassle over such trifles. Hyeongjun first kisses the cheekbone tenderly, and then covers his face with small kisses in order to distract from possibly the first uncomfortable sensations, moving his hips towards and entering Seungmin’s wet passage deeper.        It’s difficult to restrain yourself, especially when you feel the walls inside the omega squeezing tightly, you want to push some more until a loud roar comes out of your mouth.       — You’re so beautiful underneath me. — Han suddenly wheezes, examining the omega’s trembling eyelashes and beautifully arched back. The alpha’s body feels like a frying oven, and the sensations of fullness become more and more pleasant, so when Hyeongjun makes another attempt to move, a long groan escapes from Seungmin, showing a green light to Han. The alpha pushes again and again, Oh’s back arches more and his chest presses tightly against Hyeongjun’s chest, his fingers pulling the other’s strands tighter from the pleasure that has now overtaken him. Now he understands what pleasure Minho told the younger ones about, describing a couple of his sex scenes, from which Seungmin twisted his face, saying: “God, what kind of lewdness”. But it turns out that he needs such closeness too.       — Look at me, — Hyeongjun growls hoarsely, twirling his lip piercing with his tongue, his penis grows inside the omega, making her moan loudly and forget about the neighbors, who will then whisper behind their backs, but now these two don’t care about the world around them. They have their own world, where it’s just the two of them.       Seungmin looks into the eyes opposite him, whimpering at the swelling knot inside him. A needy omega — there is nothing more beautiful for an alpha.       — Hyeongjun? — Oh calls out his name loudly, which makes Han slow down a little, he looks questioningly, suddenly something is wrong, — Don’t stop, please! — the omega, on the contrary, enjoys this moment, tears flow down his cheeks and Hyeongjun, without taking his eyes off, begins to increase the movements of his hips again, creating wet slaps around the room, the omega completely leaks in his own lubricant. Hyeongjun’s outstretched arms go numb, forcing him to press Oh more roughly under him, practically slamming his body into the sofa. Omega whines, the legs that are located on top of the alpha’s thighs tremble, the head of his penis hits the nerve point, forcing Oh to cling to Han’s neck.       — Hyeongjun, Hyeongjun, — the omega’s whimper cuts through the darkness, the alpha hears his name, growls, bites omega’s collarbones. Beneath him, Seungmin doesn’t seem as virginal as he said, his body curves and hip thrusts are perfectly polished, as if he and Han have been doing this all their lives.       From the rolling orgasm, Oh curls his toes, pressing even closer, although there is nowhere closer. The stars sparkle in the eyes and the hot body of the alpha on top seems to become rougher, but that makes it even more pleasant. Omega can’t remember ever feeling so good and doesn’t regret not stopping Hyeongjun from his advance.       The sweet smell of the omega’s natural lubrication, moans and memories of a pleasant past, and also instinct push Han to mark Seungmin. He digs into the omega’s shoulder, leaving a bright mark that literally screams that this omega is his and hears a cry of surprise from Oh, who is shaking from the orgasm that overtook him. Both still do not realize anything about the mark that Hyeongjun left. Or…       Or does Hyeongjun realize?       There is a veil of pleasure before his eyes, the alpha runs his fingers along the mark, gently stroking it, and the omega underneath him hisses in slight pain.       One final movement of his hips, soothing kisses on his neck, and Han cums inside Seungmin, his hands still gripping his thighs tightly. A knot tightens inside the omega and heat rushes into the alpha’s head, forcing him to forget for a moment. Now there is a slight chill, from which Oh shudders, trying to hide under the alpha. Both were already tired, but happy with their time together.       Omega is at least happy for now, forgetting out of fatigue that he was marked, although Hyeongjun finally seems to understand what he did, but it doesn’t particularly scare him. Perhaps this is even part of his plans for the future?       The alpha covers the omega with herself, temporarily saving her from the cold until the knot inside Seungmin weakens. They lie there for a while, trying to catch their breath from the rush of blood to their head.       — Princess, is there a blanket nearby? — the alpha wants to take care of the omega, who is shivering from the cold, the knot loosened and allowed Han to carefully empty Seungmin.       — There is. I always keep it here. — Oh exhales from the emptiness inside himself and points to a small bedside table against the wall, in which he keeps an extra blanket for the cases when Minho and Felix come to spend the night with him, adding. — In the second drawer.       Han smiles tiredly, but contentedly, and gets up, laughing when the omega doesn’t want to let him go, as the only thing that warms him now.       — I'll be back right away. I'll just take the blanket. — he leaves a kiss on Seungmin’s hand, thereby embarrassing him, and goes to the nightstand. He doesn’t bother there for long and quickly returns, covering both of them.