Chapter 28: 27 | Imaginary Man

Blue was uncomfortable. Oliver had passed out along the line with one of his hands draped across Blue’s waist, warming up that area.

Blue’s heat cycle hadn’t passed by yet. As a Dominant Omega, his heat cycle lasted for only two days if carried out naturally, unlike regular Omegas whose cycles lasted for four to five days. And Recessive Omegas who were lucky to have only one day of heat.

Dominant Omegas had the most intense heat cycles and would gain increased stamina during it. Blue was still hot-blooded, but Oliver seemed to have gassed out.

They’d gone at it steadily for more than four hours. Oliver was really a champ among Betas.

Blue lifted Oliver’s hand that was planted on his waist and put it away. He attempted to stand up from the bed that he had found himself on, but discovered that his inner thighs were wet and itchy.

Blue glanced at Oliver and shook his head. The guy had not even had enough stamina to clean him up after doing it so many times!

Blue let out a sigh and shook his head. Betas were really built differently. Blue managed to stand up to his feet, but his legs were shaky and he felt a little lightheaded.

He was growing hotter as he forced himself to go inside the bathroom. Blue had really done himself in today. Before Oliver came to his rescue earlier, no one was able to tell that he was experiencing his heat.

Only Blue knew how uncomfortable he was sharing a table with an Extremely Dominant Alpha while dealing with his heat. Fortunately, Winter hadn’t even noticed and had kept his pheromones under wraps.

Blue went under the shower and turned it on. It was good that Winter always kept his pheromones in check. They would be spending more time together in the coming days. Blue still wasn’t aware of the effects of spending too much time in the presence of an Extremely Dominant Alpha.

So he had to put up distance between the two of them. Blue thought that he had been thinking of that particular Alpha too much recently, so he pushed all thoughts of Winter to the back of his head and concentrated on washing up.

One of Blue’s slim fingers met his back hole and he unconsciously let out a gasp. The place was itchy and aching.

After this shower, he would take as many heat suppressants as he could.

Then Blue stuck his finger inside his hole. It felt slippery and warm. But something was lacking as fluid began to leak out from the hole.

Blue began to move his finger up and down inside his hole. The action was so invigorating that it made him slam his free hand against the bathroom wall and stick out his ass.

He increased the pace of the movement of his finger. However, there was still a missing feeling. Blue instinctively brought another finger into the hole.

"Ah... hngh..."

The sounds that came out from his mouth after that action were much too shameful. But the pleasure the action brought was immeasurable.

As Blue’s fingers continued to glide in and out of his hole, he felt the inside of his hole grow more slick and warm. He quickened the pace and a lewd look set on his face as gasps and moans escaped from his mouth.

A pressure began to build at the pit of his stomach. However, everything was happening too slowly for him. He wanted his fingers to move faster. He wanted them to go deeper. He wanted them to be more fuller.

At that moment, Blue began to resent his hands for being slim and short. He wished his hands were longer and fuller. Suddenly, an image of a pair of hands came into Blue’s mind.

The hands were connected to a tall and muscular man. The face of the imaginary man was blurred in Blue’s head, but the color of the man’s hair was blond.

Blue imagined the man putting his own fingers inside him.

"Ahhhh..."

A pleasurable moan left Blue’s mouth as his imagination steered him. The imaginary man’s fingers inside him were thick and long, hitting a very intense spot repeatedly.

Blue’s head was spinning. He was desperate for more. But it suddenly felt like the fingers inside him were moving slower.

"No... faster, please..." Blue begged.

It was weird how he suddenly heard the sound of a deep chuckle against his ear.

"Blue..."

The imaginary man called out his name, and Blue exploded. His cum splashed the walls and the pressure in the pit of his stomach relaxed.

Blue’s fingers came out of his hole of their own accord and he collapsed on the bathroom floor. His hands and legs were so weak. Much weaker than before he came into the bathroom.

"Fuck!" Blue cussed out aloud, regaining a little bit of strength.

What the hell was that? He thought. He’d never cummed that hard before. In fact, he hardly ever indulged in self-pleasure. Yet, this time of doing it was so satisfying.

So satisfying that Blue was a bit tempted to go at it again.

And the person he had imagined taking over him... Blue wondered how they had come to his mind. The imaginary man had only used his fingers. What if he had used his dick instead?

Wasn’t that going beyond overwhelming?!

Blue was really at a loss for his senses. He decided to stop thinking about what he had done to himself and focus on cleaning up himself.

Afterwards, he took his suppressants and crashed on his living room’s couch.

The next day, Blue woke up to the sound of sizzling. He pried his eyes open and sat up on the couch. Turning around, he saw Oliver in the kitchen, frying something.

"What are you doing?" Blue mumbled with a tired voice. He had no idea that the sound of his voice after waking up was incredibly seductive.

Oliver looked up and saw that Blue was awake. His bed hair was all over the place, his eyes were slightly puffy, and his lips were swollen.

Oliver grew a little bit aroused at the sight, but he composed himself and said, "I’m making omelettes. Good morning."

Blue hummed nonchalantly and looked away.

"How do you feel now?" Oliver asked him.

Blue’s back hit the couch as he vaguely said, "Better."

Just then, the sound of something vibrating tore through the air. Blue’s face crumbled up at the annoying sound.

"Your phone’s been buzzing all morning. Seems like someone’s been texting you." Oliver suddenly appeared in Blue’s front, holding out his phone.

Blue collected his phone and looked at the screen.

[Why are you ignoring me???]

(Mini theater):

Winter: Hehehe.

Blue: ???

Winter: It won’t be an imagination next time.

Blue: ?????

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