Chapter 37: 36 | Fantasies

Blue’s lips were as soft as Winter imagined them to be in his countless masturbation fantasies and perverted daydreams. They tasted like the alcohol he had been drinking with a hint of vanilla, coming from his pheromones.

Vanilla and honey were the only things that Winter could smell. And he wanted more. He placed his hand on Blue’s jaw and fuck, it was a perfect fit to his palm.

Blue moaned into his mouth at the contact. Blue’s skin was scorching hot. Winter felt this against his own cold skin. He wanted Blue’s body to burn him, consume him.

Winter’s brain had left him from the moment their lips touched. Then the moment when Winter slid his tongue inside Blue’s mouth, there was an ecstasy that couldn’t be explained with mere words.

Winter felt like he was drowning inside Blue. There was no end to his sweet taste. It was like Blue was an ocean and Winter was a person who has been stuck in a desert for months.

One taste of water and he was ready to dive into the ocean, disregarding the dangers that followed.

Blue pressed his body against Winter, feeling his hard lower half. Excited, Blue began to rub himself against Winter more actively, seeking a climax. The intense pleasure zapped Winter back to reality.

The kiss was broken with a snack sound and Winter pushed Blue away from him as though the latter was a monster. Winter wiped his lips furiously, doing all he could to compose himself and erase his actions from a moment ago.

"More..." Blue demanded, coming closer to Winter.

He was pushed back again.

"You... stay away from me!" Winter pointed at Blue. Blue was a fucking seductress!

How had he been able to wipe Winter’s brain clean with only a kiss??

"No. Don’t go..." Blue stressed with a dazed tone, coming for Winter once again.

However, Winter had already jumped to the door like a frightened cat.

"Stay there! Don’t come close! I’ll go get you some suppressants!"

Winter jumped out of the room after saying those words, then he locked the door from the outside. He could hear Blue thumping against the door, trying to get himself out, but there was no way that’d be possible.

Blue wasn’t even in a state where he could remember to turn a door knob and not push it.

Outside the hotel room, the front of Winter’s pants was about to burst. He quickly covered himself and ran to the room next door. He had booked two rooms on his way to the hotel, guessing that something would happen that would keep him at the hotel all night.

It was a good guess.

Winter went into the room and pulled down his pants and boxer briefs. His dick was already straining with throbbing veins and seeping pre-cum. Winter pushed his hair back from his face and realized that he was heavily sweating.

Blue’s taste still lingered on his tongue and it drove him mad. Only one stroke and Winter came on the floors of the hotel room.

However, his dick was still hard. He began to stroke it back and forth, imagining that he was sticking it inside Blue’s pink mouth.

He imagined that Blue’s warm tongue was licking the tip. His mouth was stuffed with dick and his eyes were clouded with tears. In and out. In and out. Muffled moans. Vanilla and honey in the air.

Blue’s warm hand wrapped around his dick. Winter guessed that Blue’s hands would be too small to wrap him perfectly. His actions would be skilled. In and out. Twisting right and left.

Winter’s strokes grew faster as he inserted more energy into his movements.

Blue would then stick his tongue out, savoring his pre-cum, his cheeks reddened with lust. Then he would ask for more.

Winter spilled on Blue’s face (the floor).

Winter’s chest heaved up and down as he began to regain himself. Fuck. His masturbation fantasies were becoming too vivid. He wanted the real thing.

He needed the real thing.

***

Blue’s entire body hurt as he slowly pried his eyes open. From his head to his eyes to his arms to his hole to his knees to his toes; everything hurt.

"Ugh..." Blue groaned out loud, forcing himself to sit up on the bed that he was lying down on.

That was when Blue realized three things.

The first thing was that he was completely naked. The second thing was that he was in a hotel room and not his bedroom. The third thing was that he had made a HUGE mistake.

Memories from the previous night began to flood Blue’s head. From the moment he had stepped into Berryblast to the time he realized that he had been drugged, going to when he met up with Winter...

Blue remembered everything. Worst of all, he remembered himself begging an Alpha to touch him. And that Alpha had left him. He, who was a Dominant Omega in his most vulnerable state and was willing to do whatever at the time, had been refused.

By Winter Dumont.

An Extremely Dominant Alpha. One that was extremely sensitive to pheromones.

How was that possible!?

Blue stopped to ponder on the incredible amount of self-restraint that Winter had portrayed the previous night. Though they had kissed, it was only because Blue initiated it. When it was getting too much, Winter had found the will to push him away.

Blue could even remember returning to the room after a while to give him suppressants. And even during that time, Winter didn’t touch him once.

Blue didn’t know what to make of Winter’s actions. It was either he was disgusted by Blue or he had a problem with that part of him.

But then, Blue remembered that he had felt Winter’s dick against his own while he had been dry-humping on him. It hadn’t seemed like he had any problems with it.

So the only possible reason why Winter didn’t take advantage of him was because he was disgusted. Blue remembered that Winter had pushed him away a total of three times the previous night.

Winter must truly be revolted by him to blur out the fact that he was an attractive Dominant Omega in heat, ready to be used.

Blue hadn’t even considered that the reason why Winter didn’t take advantage of him was because he was not like other Alphas. Yet.

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