95% Compatible (ZHANYI FF)

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⚠️ Yibo is going to say and think of instinctual omega-in-heat urges but he's still on birth control pills.

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Yibo's mouth falls open, hurried gasps and whimpers spilling from his lips while he holds onto his blankets for dear life.

"You like it?"

"H—ahh, Zhan-ge~"

Xiao Zhan has his arm hooked under one of Yibo's knees, keeping Yibo's leg lifted and his hole exposed for Xiao Zhan to finger him open.

"How about this?"

Xiao Zhan curls his fingers and presses into that sensitive bundle of nerves inside Yibo again, and Yibo lets out a plaintive cry, his back arching off the bed and toes curling in pleasure.

"Yeah? You like it?" Xiao Zhan questions, chuckling lowly, and it makes Yibo's whole body quiver, his hole oozing with even more slick.

Yibo thrashes around and whines helplessly, unable to stop himself from bucking his hips.

Xiao Zhan grips Yibo's other thigh and spreads the omega's legs wider. "No running away," Xiao Zhan warns.

Yibo keens, eyes squeezing shut as Xiao Zhan rubs the pads of his fingers into his prostate. "Alpha~! Mnh—hah.. alpha.."

Yibo can't think of anything else. He couldn't even move for himself. All he knows is he wants his alpha to touch him everywhere.

He wants Zhan-ge to keep rubbing him inside, to stretch him so good and pump him full of cum until he couldn't breathe.

He wants his alpha to take him, to own his body and do everything he desires to it, and make him feel like a very desirable omega.

But Yibo doesn't have enough attention and energy to utter all those words to his Zhan-ge, his head too hazy with pleasure and white-hot desire that he wouldn't be able to form proper sentences even if he tried.

Another orgasm washes over Yibo, making his whole body convulse and twitch as he paints his chest and stomach with his release.

He hears Xiao Zhan growl, registers the alpha's scent spiking in the air with a spicy note, and it makes his head spin.

If his alpha just loses control.

If his alpha just moves over from his side and starts fucking him thoroughly.

"More.. more.." Yibo weakly says, letting out a small, needy sound and trying to snuggle up against Xiao Zhan's chest. "Want.. I beg.. alpha..."

"Yes, omega," Xiao Zhan shushes, his breath caressing Yibo's neck. "Gege is not stopping."

"No.. ah, nghh—alpha," Yibo croaks, blindly feeling around the bed at his side to find Xiao Zhan, warm tears of frustration brimming his eyes. "Want.. already.. where, alpha..."

Xiao Zhan takes Yibo's hand, leading it closer to his chest. "Zhan-ge is here, darling. Don't worry, I will knot you soon."

Why can't you knot me now?

Why must you use fingers first?

Yibo whimpers loudly from his throat and tries to move his hips to make Xiao Zhan's fingers slip out, but he fails. And Xiao Zhan drives them into him to the hilt instead, making Yibo cry.

"Omega," Xiao Zhan reprimands. "What are you trying to do?"

Xiao Zhan's gentle but authoritative tone makes Yibo's pout, and his hips still in compliance.

"Alpha," Yibo whimpers as a pleasurable shudder runs up his spine again. "Want a-alpha... inside, mmhh, please~"

Xiao Zhan hums. "They're in, baby."