casidy

𝘢/𝘯: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘈𝘖3 (𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦). 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺!

You hate it so much.

The townspeople experience winter almost all around the year, thanks to the vast mountain range which drops the temperature to sub zero.

Sadly, you never seems to get used to the cold like the other residents. Your hand would freeze when exposed to the air. You get frostbite when you spends too much time outside. In severe cases, you develops a harsh cold when your body can't withstand the town's plummeting temperatures.

Your parents took you for medical examinations for it, and the results revealed that you has a lower count of red blood cells compared to people who live in cold climates. Your body lacks the necessary resources and immunity to combat the cold. In short, your body is not suited for cold conditions.

Which is a sick twisted joke for someone who were born and raised in one.

Your parents solution is to send you away to a warmer place. You attended an all-girls high school on the opposite side of the country, near the sea, where you also ended up spent your college days. You couldn't say you hated it; you cherished the freedom of spending your days outdoors without constant worry about frostbites—you still wary of it and you will always grateful for everything your parent did—but as lovely as it is, nothing’s lovelier than home.

Home. Yes, this place which’s constantly threatened to kill you is ironically your home.

The snow was already starting to sprinkle down as you drove your car from the local grocery store to the town’s diner. You have been in town for 3 months now. You was running low on heat suppressants, another thing you pick up after coming back from Welmore.

Most time you spent on Welmore was filed with scent blocker and heat suppressant. It was quite a cultural shock for you—not like it was a cultural thing—, the people in your village never really care for who you are—this, or they just good at controlling their dicks—as long as you’ve done your part, no one will cross your path.

But You-unfortunately or fortunately- had a model body for an omega. Your face is as pretty as an actress. Your frame is soft and your hands tiny, and it is not easy living in a big city as a village hottie. Alphas flocks everywhere you go. Even the adults when they clearly know you’re a minor. Shitty pricks. You hate them so much. But that’s just how the society works, being a woman is bad enough but being an omega is even worst. It means you are in the last hierarchical system. Nothing you do would make that much difference. You hate it. You hate the idea of submission to a human being because of something against your control and you constantly raging and fighting against your nature.

Unfortunately, this mindset drove you to develop quite a character, though in your defense you can blame it on your alpha mother. You inherit every fiery aspect of her, excluding the most important one—her alpha status.

Despite being an omega, You had the personality of an alpha and you had yet to find an actual one either patient enough to put up with your shit or powerful enough to actually make you submit. In other words, you are a difficult omega, and that was an extremely unattractive thing.

The world want a pomeranian, too bad this one is a pitbull. Now you are blooming 28 and still single, unmated, and seriously frustrated.

All you want is to be treated and seen as an equal, not just a sextoy or baby maker. But no one seems to want that from you. Ignoring your misery, you park your car and went to the diner where your favorite duo in the world has been waiting for you. Ace and Deuce waving their hands upon seeing you enter.

“Good day, lovely lady.” Tease Ace.

“Oh, shush.” You playfully brushed him off before attacking him with a bear-hug, which elicited a pained sound from Ace.

You give Deuce’s cheek a quick peck before taking your seat. “How's your wife, Deuce?” You begin the conversation.

“We just got our ultrasound yesterday and found out about the gender. Expect a gender reveal party in the near future, yeah?”

“Shit, we're gonna be aunt and uncle.” You hit Ace’s shoulder lightly.

“Gonna prepare myself some tricks for the baby.” Ace chirps in.

“Please don't do that—” Deuce complain. “—Enough about me, we're here for Ace.”

The man in question lean on his chair with a smug expression.

“Goodness, so much arrogant for a single win.” You roll your eyes.

“Excuse you, this is our third?!“

You and Deuce laugh.

That's right. They were all gathered here because Ace, who was usually away due to his basketball games, finally had some free time to visit his hometown. His team had just secured another victory in the national tournament, marking three consecutive years. Their coach granted them a month off, and Ace decided to use this time to catch up with his friends, especially after you had made the decision to move back to your hometown, Cesterfield.

Chitter-chatter filled the table, as they shared updates on their life events. You take a moment to look at your friends, dearly. Who would've thought they would ended up like this. Two losers who used to be the teachers favorite for discipline now can be considered as having a successful lives. One being a professional basketball athlete and the other one–albeit small in comparison–landed himself to be a town sheriff. Something he always dreamed of.

As for you, after being a corporate slave and found yourself nowhere for over 6 years you decided to quit and chase your dream to be a writer. Your first book surprisingly did well and become one of the best seller, earning a shock from people around you and even yourself as you never suspected yourself for being a good writer.

You were currently in the process of writing the sequel and had made the decision to return home, considering your work could be done anywhere now.

“I heard there would be a blizzard soon.” Ace rubbed his face. “And just when i finally have time to came home.” he sigh. Feeling defeated.

“What can you say, the town is not that merciful to not give us any trouble.” Deuce replied.

Ace divert his eyes to you. “Do you still experiences cold on blizzard?”

You shrugged. “Sometimes. Not as bad as when i was kid, though.”

Ace let out another sigh.

“Oh, come on. It's not like it is the first time for me. I'm used to it.” You tried to reassure your friend.

“Yeah, but do you really want to be like that forever?”

Of course not. But what choice does you have.

“Are you sure you don't want to do the other option?” Deuce ask.

The other option. Yes. A Mate.

All you problem will be solved if only you had a mate.

The rules of this world allow mates to share each other’s intense pain and emotions when needed. This was possible because mates shared a bond stronger than blood. In other words, you could share the cold to your mate, granting more immunity for yourself.

But you have several problem for that.

First, how could you possibly share this excruciating pain with others? How could you make your own mate suffer when you could barely endure this relentless cold yourself, despite dealing with it for 28 years? Imagine being happy to finally finding a mate only to be revealed that you only needed to share pains. You can't bring yourself to do that.

Second, you rather freeze yourself to death rather than having a possibility to marry a disgusting Alpha who smoked cigarettes and rambled about masculinities when they can’t even differentiate between 5 and 11 inches. With their head shape like lightbulb.

“No.”

“Come on. Think about it again?”

You look visibly annoyed. you don't understand why Ace is so persistent. It is your problem. You got his worry, but it wasn't something he should be meddling in.

“Please don't talk like my mother.” you complain.

“I'm just worried about you.” Ace replied.

You furrowed her eyebrows in annoyance. “Why don't you marry me then?!”

You words briefly took Ace aback before his eyes widened. “Shit, do we really need to?”

“We don't need to truly perform any marriage duties. We can just coexist.”

“You know damn well that's not how it works.”

There have been ongoing discussions about a potential marriage between your families for quite some time. The fact that you are an omega and Ace is an alpha who hasn't yet found a mate made both of you perfect candidates for matchmaking. People believed that the reason you two hadn't mated was simply that you hadn't realized your feelings for each other and just needed a little push. In reality, you both fully recognized your feelings, but those feelings were never romantic. Both of you understood that being together wouldn't work, no matter how much time passed. You were too fearful of the idea of mating, and Ace was too emotionally detached for a long-term commitment.

You two are a ticking time bomb.

“Fine. If we haven’t settled with anyone when both of us turn 29, we’re getting married. How’s that?” Offer Ace.

You look at this man like he grow a second head.

“Deal.” And you shake hands.

Because when you think about it further, it’s not a bad offer. You both can go on with your merry life without constantly getting bombarded with question about marriage AND you don’t have to deal with a stinky Alpha. Either that, or deep down you know that this is just a drunk deal and they would never get married without a chaotic rejection show where you shave his hair off.

“As someone who's married and perform my duties seriously, I am very offended by this conversation.”

Both of you laugh at Deuce comment.

Deuce is a happy beta with a beta wife who he’s been head over heels for since high school. A wonderful high school sweetheart. You wish you could be that happy.

“Speaking of, someone new recently settled in town.” Deuce add.

“Oh? New face~ who’s the unlucky guy?” Ace asked.

Deuce sips his drink. “Remember the old Warner gramps who sells flower down the street? Yeah, someone will re-open the shop.”

You gasp. You always loves flowers and greenery. Sadly, the town is too cold to grow many. Growing up, you are one of the shop’s frequent customers and you even befriended the old grandpa. Sometime you help him out on his shop as well. The grandpa jokes to build you a bedroom there with how much you visit.

But the shop closed when you were 12 because of grandpa’s decreasing health. He moves away with his son to another city and that’s how you lost one of your good friend.

“So we’re gonna have our one and only flower shop back?” You clasp your hands excitedly.

Deuce nodded. “Apparently, he’s old Warner’s nephew. Not just that, he want to open a cafe with it as well. The man came to my office yesterday for the permit.”

“A cafe? What kind?”

“Dunno, a small cafe he said. Just to accompany his flower shop.”

“Oh, so like a flower cafe!”

Ace clicked his tongue. “Enough with the boring question. That’s not what important—” He scooted his chair to be closer to Deuce. “—Tell me, what kind of man is he?”

“Uh.. He’s..tall?” Said Deuce, confused.

Ace clicked his tongue again. “Like i care about that.” He wave his hand. “Tell, what kinda guy he is? An Alpha? Beta? Omega?”

“Oh he’s an Alpha.”

“What kind of Alpha?”

“What kind? How many kind of them there?” Deuce protested. “How am I supposed to know, I’m not an Alpha.”

Ace rubbed his face. “Sheriff, aren’t you supposed to know every face in our area? What i mean is what kind of dude he is? Is he a jock? A himbo? An arrogant, or what? What first impression you get from him?”

“Oh.” Deuce take a moment to think. “He speaks in riddles.”

“Perfect!” Ace beamed. He turn himself to you. “That is the perfect Alpha for you!”

“Excuse me?” you ask, both confused and offended.

“We need to get there now.”

“What are you talk—sit down!” You pull him down after he tried to get up.

“The store hasn’t even opened yet, you idiot!” Deuce smack Ace’s head with folded newspaper.

Seriously, you really can’t believe this man. He’s 28 but act like 5 over a new toy. You’re rethinking your choice to marry him.

You sighed.

To be honest, Ace is not the only one who’s curious about the shop. It’s been a while since you’ve been there and you wonder how everything is after all these years. Does it still have the window seats in the back of the shelves where you used to take a nap in? Or does they still have the secret shelf behind the chasier counter where you used to hide your candies?

You are so excitedly curious. You hopes the new owner will let you reminisce your childhood memories.

Petals and Pastries.

That’s what the sign says.

You have been staring at the shop sign for 3 minutes and if the shopkeeper found it weird, he hasn’t say anything.

Initially, you only intended to take a brief stroll around the neighborhood to clear your mind. You have been confined to you room for a full day, attempting to write your book, but inspiration had eluded you. It was your restless legs that ultimately guided you to this place.

You had been so curious to go yet you have no idea what to do when you’re actually here.

The door swung open and startled you, but you did a good job hiding your surprise.

A guy popped out from the shop and asked “Have you decided to come in?“

He had a short turquoise-green hair with a black stripe on its left, an intriguing color combination but what made you even more astonished was the fact that this man had heterochromatic eyes.

Black and yellow look at your eyes and give a little deja vu.

“It's delightful to have a lovely lady appreciating my shop, yet it would be even more pleasing should she opt to bestow me with a visit.” Those enchanting eyes radiates a playful gleam.

HE SPEAKS IN RIDDLES. DEUCE WAS RIGHT.

You always been good at putting up a facade that you’re able to recover quickly from you shock. But that’s not your fault, okay? This man is gorgeous!

“Are you the owner of the shop?” You tried to keep your tone nonchalant while still maintaining friendliness.

He smile. “Jade Leech, at your service.”

“Not Warner?”

“Warner is my mother’s name.”

“Oh.”

You entered the shop and took a moment to observe your surroundings.

The place had undergone a remarkable transformation, yet the essence of the old building you once knew still lingered. The window seat, which had retained its place, was now repurposed as one of the cafe’s seating options.

You smile.

“Is the shop to your liking?”

Jade asked. “I used to came here a lot when i was kid.”

“Did you?” Jade smile, only now you realized how he looked. He’s wearing an apron with ‘Petals and Pastries’ print on top of a baby blue sweater with pale white pants. He looks.. cozy. And cute.

Oh, screw that.

“How’s the old man doing?” “Are you asking about my uncle? He’s doing great. In the pink of health, despite the confines of a wheelchair.“ Jade answered as he walked towards the counter. “Would you like a drink?”

You only planned to buy some flowers and head home, but perhaps it's not a bad idea to reminisce about old memories for a while. You chose the window seat, allowing you to sit and gaze at the view outside. “Yes, please.”

“Alright, what would you like?”

“Recommend me.”

“Today’s menu would be Vanilla Almond Hot Cocoa, I highly recommend savoring it alongside our delectable cookies.”

‘our’ who.

“Sounds great.” You allow yourself to immerse in the soothing melodies emanating from the speakers, while Jade busied himself preparing your order. ‘Mindy Gledhill’ you think. ‘A good choice.’

“So, where did you come from, Mr. Leech?” You ask him while he serve your order.

“Please, feel free to address me as Jade. And to answer your question, I am from Welmore.”

“What? You’re from Welmore?”

“Yes, is there any problem?”

You furrowed your brow. Why have you never crossed paths with him in Welmore? You spends 70% of your days outside due to your work, yet you’re absolutely certain you’ve never encountered him. Why, you may wonder? It's because you would never forget a handsome face if you ever see one.

“No, it’s just— I spent 10 years in Welmore and I never run into you. That’s why i am a little startled, that’s all.”

“Well, Welmore is a pretty big city. There’s always a possibility to meet someone you never met.“ Jade answered with a smile on his face.

Can’t argue with that.

“So why did you come to Cesterfield then?”

Jade placed one hand on his chin and the other cross his chest. “Oh? Never knew this would be an interview.”

You flinched. “Um, sorry. I didn’t meant it like that. You don’t have to answer me if you don’t want to.”

Jade chuckles. “It’s alright. No specific reason, I just feel a little suffocated in the big city and it always been my dream to explore the mountains. Lucky for me, my uncle has a house in Cesterfield and he offer me to take care of it so here I am.”

You sipped your drink to calm your nerves. You couldn't determine whether your uneasiness was due to his captivating chuckle or the peculiar idea of exploring a snowy mountain for your trip to nature.

By the way, the drink was exquisite.

For some strange reason, Petals and Pastries now becoming your second office.

Whenever you found yourself stuck on your writing, you would come to the shop and take your work there. But you did it nearly everyday, people think you are the co-founder of the shop. The window seat is unofficially your throne. It’s even weirder not to see you there at some point.

You loves the cafe. The ambiance is so cozy, the smell of flowers and freshly brewed coffee calm your mind, the music choice is great, the menus are exquisite and Jade is a good conversation-ist.

Oh, that man.

You get along really well. Too well, in fact.

He knows what he’s talking about and you loves clever speakers. You discovered more and more about him as you talked to each other.

He said he was born and raise in Welmore. He major in botany and has a strange obsession over mushrooms, one of the reason why he loves nature and want to explore the mountains. He used to be the deputy head at the famous Mostro Lounge, a fancy dining spot in Welmore that you couldn't have dreamt of affording back then. It's no wonder you never crossed paths – you was basically a nobody in those days and based on how he talk and behave, he must be a pretty big shot.

Anyway, lucky for him, those experiences turned him into quite the cook. The other day, he whipped up something off the menu when you mentioned you hadn't had lunch, and oh boy, it was an incredibly delicious meal.

Dad couldn’t even make meal that good, sorry dad.

Also, he is very different from any other alpha you ever met. He is soft spoken and well-mannered. He knows how to manage his house and business. He take great care of the flowers, he cooks, he cleans and more importantly, he likes to wear pastel colors!

On one of those days you found your inner omega squeaking in your head.

/A soft alpha! A good alpha!/

/Good mate!/

Sometimes you wonder how it would feel to be embraced by him. Where he pick you up and sit you down at the counter and be kiss and caress carefully like you made of porcelain only to be ruined senseless when he—AAAARRRGGGHH STOP THAT!!

Stupid animal instinct!

You banged your head on the table and made a loud bang.

It startles both Jade and the customer who just got her drink. She hurriedly exited the shop while passing you a judging eyes. You might hear a little mumble “Weirdo.” there.

Jade approached you with a worried look on his face. “Are you alright?”

He reached out his hand to your forehand but you immediately jumped up.

“I AM ALRIGHT!”

Oops. That comes out louder than it should.

But you can’t think clearly right now. Your face is as red as a tomato and your whole body is ablaze. He is too close to your liking and you needs to get out before you lost your mind completely and jump him right here and there. He gets finer by each breath you takes, you even imagined a halo around his head.

“S-sorry, that was unnecessary. I-I gotta go right now. See you next time.” You grabs your belongings and bolt out the room before Jade has a chance to say anything.

God. You are such a dick-hungry omega.

Fuck you and your life.

Fuck your destiny and fuck the higher power for always challenging you.

You are currently trapped in your car, stranded in the middle of the road, as the blizzard raged down from the sky. It was supposed to start tomorrow, which is why you’re hustled to get everything ready before locking yourself in the comfort of your house.

It was partly your fault. You hadn't checked today's forecast, and clearly, you hadn't managed your time properly. You had only gotten the opportunity to prepare a day before the blizzard.

“Ah, fuck.” Your parents were out of town, Ace had returned to his matches, and the only person you could think of was Deuce. However, your phone had run out of battery, and you had forgotten to bring your charger.

Your hands began to freeze. Your whole body is shaking and the car’s heater doesn’t do much to fight the cold.

This is it, it would be the end of your life. You began to pray to every single god out there and you swear whoever got your voicemail today is the one you would start believing on monday.

As you started to lose consciousness, you spotted someone attempting to open your car door in your blurred vision. They were knocking on the door frantically, and you could hear them shouting. You felt yourself pressing the unlock button with what little strength you had left.

In your hazy state, you caught a whiff of a familiar ocean scent and a voice urging you to stay awake, or perhaps it was just your imagination, before finally slipping into unconsciousness.

“She is currently asleep. I will take her home after the blizzard end.”

You heard a faint voice as you started to regain consciousness.

“Yes, Ma’am. I will tell her to call you back when she’s awake.”

You tried to get up from the bed and bunch of heat packs fell off of you. Pain start jabbing your head.

You heard footsteps approaching. “You’re awake. It’s fine, don’t forces yourself. Rest more.” Jade crouched beside the bed and adjusted your blanket.

Wait- Jade?

It was only then that you took in your surroundings. You are lying in a bedroom that was clearly not yours. Your shoes and socks were off, as were your coat, leaving you in just your jeans and sweater. You sat on a spacious, unusually warm bed – a heated bed, you realized, much like the one in your own bedroom.

“You were in my house, in my bedroom. Second floor of the shop.” As if answering your question, Jade said.

“You saved me.” You said with a hoarse voice. “Thank you.”

Jade smiled. "There's no need to mention it. Anyone would have done the same.”

No. Not everyone would have the time to save someone in the middle of a crazy blizzard. The fact that he was there was weird enough, but you weren’t about to start questioning you savior now, were you?

"I charged your phone, and your mother wouldn't stop calling, so I answered it. I just informed her that you had fallen asleep in my cafe. You'll need to explain the truth to her yourself. The sheriff also called, and I assured him that you were safe.”

“You are so considerate. Thank you.”

Jade smiled and tuck your hair behind your ear, a gesture that would make you scream under normal circumstances, sadly you’re too exhausted now.

"Rest some more. I'll make you soup when you wake up."

His words work like an enchantment on you, and you quickly drifted back to sleep.

You two are closer than ever now.

You started coming by even more frequently than you already did. You assisted him around the cafe and shop when needed and often helping him open the shop. You basically live there.

“Just date him already.” Deuce told you once.

You blushed.

It's not like that.. Their relationship is not like that..

Despite being closer than ever now, your relationship with him remained that of close friends. He was your savior, and you are his companion. You might exchange more than the necessary texts and fall asleep to each other's voices on the phone or gift each other trinkets but that's just the extent of it.

Nothing special.

You had grown so accustomed to his company that it felt strange for him not to respond to your morning texts. You decided to go to his place and was surprised when you saw the sign 'closed'.

Has something happened to him? Why didn't he tell you about any of this?

[Are you alright?]

[The shop is closed.]

You sent those messages 15 minutes ago and has been standing in front of the shop's door since, yet there is still no response.

He might just be tired or have some business to attend to that prevents him from opening the shop, but you feels somewhat uneasy.

“Jade.” You try to called out his name.

No answer.

You try to peek through a little gap on the blinds when you saw a feet popped out. It seems like Jade is standing on the opposite sides of the door.

“Jade? Are you alright?” Still no answer. You start to get worried.

Then you heard an unlocking sounds, and the door opened slightly. You immediately stepped in.

As you entered the shop, you were hit by an overwhelming wall of scent.

It was a scent you used to smell every day, but now it is ten times stronger than it used to be. A familiar blend of freshness and salt, with a subtle hint of musk that transported you back to the days you spent by the sea in Welmore.

Jade’s pheromones.

He’s standing 1 meter away from you and his appearance is so different from how he usually looks. His clothes looks disheveled, his hair messy and his eyes—

The eyes! They are glowing.

Shit.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to open the cafe today. You can comeback tomorrow.”

You knew you should run away immediately after hearing those words. Every nerve in you brain urged you to leave before he changed his mind and chasing you down like the vicious beast that alpha was. Yet, your whole body refused to move, while your inner omega screamed at you.

/STRONG ALPHA/

/BIG ALPHA/

/MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE/

Curse you primal instinct!

You felt something dripping from your lower area just as Jade covered his mouth and nose. He stumbled down the steps and had to lean on the counter for support.

“Please.. You need to go.”

His rut start affecting you too. You can feel your vision goes blurry and your mind goes blank.

Jade is kind. Jade is good.

He’s good alpha right?

And he saved my life before. Shouldn’t I return the favor?

You don’t even know if that is really your right mind talking. Everything feels so hazy and you’re so high you think you’re drunk.

Jade still trying to stay as far away as he can from you. He let out some grunts and groans while still trying to cover his nose.

Suddenly, you found herself reaching out to touch his back. You couldn't even remember how you got there. Jade turned his head, and he didn't even look human anymore. You’re not sure if your eyes were playing tricks on you, but you could have sworn his pupils sharpened like a snake's for a split second there.

Are alphas supposed to be like that? You couldn’t remember anything anymore.

“It’s okay, Jade.” You really have lost your mind. “I-I’ll help.”

Jade turn himself to you. You placed both of your hands on his upper arm. Eyes looked drunk and sober at the same time. “I will help.”

Your brain continued to scream at you to run. Jade was not in his right mind now, and he wouldn't be able to control himself. Sleeping with an alpha was dangerous enough for an omega, but an alpha in a rut? He wouldn't be able to resist the urge to bite you, and both of you would regret everything when you were sober.

Yet the thought of being marked by him doesn’t seem like a bad idea for you.

Jade slammed his mouth to you and kiss you like his life depended on it. He sucked your breath out of you and turn your knees to jelly. Your kiss was so messy drools coming out from the gap between your mouth. He pick you up and place you on the counter only to continue devouring your mouth with his fiery kiss. He start to move his kisses to your jaw and neck, lingering a little longer on the neck as he drown on you scent.

He groans. “You smell so good.”

You felt one of his hand roam around your body before stopping at your pants.

“Lift your hips for me, love.”

And how could you say no to such endearing command?

He removed your pants and underwear in one swift motion. You nearly faint when he suddenly touch your folds. You jolted and your entire body shook.

He chuckled. A rumbling voice that vibrates through his chest. “Sorry, dear. I am afraid I can’t be slow today.”

He continue to play with your folds and you can’t hide your moans any longer.

Fuck, that feels so good.

You hadn’t get laid with anyone for over a year, you thinks. The last man you had laid with was a beta you randomly met at a bar. You left only a round after he hadn’t manage to make you come.

A pretty unsatisfying ending.

But, this! Oh, yes. This!

This is heaven!

You always know sleeping with alpha would be so different from any beta no matter how good they are. They simply cannot compete with them. Especially if you find the right one. Your omega friends always describe it as ‘not only satisfying but also blissful’. You never consider to sleep with an alpha before as you’re afraid of the risk of getting marked but now you found yourself questioning you past self and wondering why you hadn't done this sooner.

He inserted his finger and start moving it in and out of you. You let out a loud moan. He hadn’t even put it in yet but you’re already on cloud nine.

Is it because of the pheromones? Or is it because he is Jade?

You don’t realized that your top was long gone along with your bra and now Jade’s sucking on one of your nipples.

"So sweet." He purrs.

It’s dizzying. You can’t think. Jade is attacking you from every nerves you have. He’s touching everywhere like he trying to remember your body and left a blazing trail in every area he touch.

He let go of your nipples and looked at you seriously. “Once I start, I won’t be able to stop. My love, are you sure about this?”

You’re shocked at how he manages to ask a sober question in the middle of this. But you’re too far to back away.

You reach out your hand for his face and kiss him softly. “I’ll be in your care for the next twenty four hours, then.”

Jade’s entire demeanor changed and you jolted. His pheromones got so much stronger all of a sudden. It makes you thrashing and shaking out of control. If his scent is overwhelming before, it is on a whole new level now. His presence alone is too much for you. You want to run, and you want to stay. Your friends always told you that alpha’s pheromones can be too powerful but you never thought it would be this much. You felt delirious.

You don’t even realize the pressure that currently pressing your opening as you’re drowned in his scent. Allowing Jade to put it in a single thrust and you bit your hand to prevent yourself from screaming.

Too big.

Too much. Too much.

/TOO GOOD/

He’s pressing in all the right place. Exploring every area you never knew you had.

Jade put your hand away. “Don’t cover your mouth. Let me hear your voice.”

But you are in his shop right now. Everyone who passes by the street will hear you.

Every thought in your head evaporates when Jade start moving. He set his pace fast, you felt the counter rattles below you. You throws your head back and roll your eyes.

So good. This is so good.

You wish you could tell him that but you can’t find your voice to speak when he continue ramming you.

Jade keeps his mouth busy as he thrusts his hips forward. Your face, your chest, your legs, there is no area escape from his sight. Now he is dangerously close to your scent gland and it makes you nervous. He seems so drunk and he keep licking and sucking there. You could saw his shark teeth—huh?— grew sharper as his move began to go faster.

A little piece of your rational mind knew you need to stop him but you’re too far from reality. You can’t even form a coherent words. This is it. This is going to be your last day as a free omega. You are fated to be obedient to your alpha in the future. You close your eyes and braces yourself for the pain and horror you might have to face.

But the pain never come. Only pleasure from his continuous thrust that still goes through your body.

You opened your eyes slowly to see what’s going on. You saw blood dripping to your shoulder and stained the counter. But it wasn't yours.

Somehow, Jade still able to control his right mind and bit his own hand. He bit it quite hard from the amount of blood streaming out of his hand. You has to applaud this man for every self control he had on himself.

But most importantly, you had to calm down your inner omega.

/A CONSIDERATE ALPHA/

/WHAT WE WANT/

/WHAT WE NEED/

Oh god help me. You lose your mind you can’t handle it any longer. He continue to shock you with every move he does.

He pick you upstairs after the steamy cafe scene and you will be forever grateful because you don’t think you can cover your mouth any longer.

Moans, screams and shouts filled the room that day.

You do not remember how many times you two did it. What you did remember was how you saw stars after stars and visit galaxies after galaxies with him. Every time he had an urge to bite you, he will bite his own hand and draw more blood. You never knew your first experience with an alpha would be quite bloody but you will never regret your decision as it is the best experience you ever had in your life.

If someone asking you what you’re thinking right at this moment, The answer would be a plan on how to end up being caress by those hands again.

Hmm.. Look at you, acting like an animal that you are.

You don’t really care though, he’s hot as fuck.

After that juicy day, your life went as if that day never happen. It makes you quite annoyed but also glad things does not turn awkward between you and him.

He have a lot more costumer today than usual. Probably because the weather is getting warmer and people can go outside without the need to worry about blizzard anymore.

What you did these past few days you ask? Glaring at every woman—or man— that is openly flirting at him.

A woman tried to get handsy with him, and you gave her the deadliest glare you could muster. Perhaps the woman sensed the ominous aura behind her, as she immediately left the shop.

This pitbull is quite territorial.

/OUR ALPHA/

/OUR MATE/

Your inner omega barking.

“You might ended up scaring my customers away if you keep those glares.” Jade speak.

“And yet you didn’t seems to mind.”

You’re not joking; instead of being uncomfortable or angry, this man keeps smiling, nonstop. He's even beaming, to the point that the girls and gals get even more flirty. And you, even more antsy.

“How could I not?” He said.

You lower your gaze at his hand that covered in bandages with a duck drawing—your masterpiece—on it.

“How’s your hand?” You ask.

Jade pointed at the drawing. “The duck makes it better.”

“I am glad it help you get better.” He chuckles.

“Yes, though it’s a shame that it has to heal, it seems I can’t see your amazing bandaging skills in action anymore.”

You blushed slightly. “Well, you can’t have the injury forever.”

“I don’t mind having bandages if the reason for such bandages is an act full of bliss with you.”

You coughs on your coffee.

Why don’t I give you a bondages instead, sir?

Memories from that day began to emerge in your head and you turn red.

You can vividly recall every scene but also can’t. You remember that you passed out at some point in your activities and you kinda glad that you did because that man is a beast. He has inhumane stamina and strength. Good thing alpha rut only last for 24 hours or you could’ve died back then.

You stood up and gathered all your belongings.

You had an appointment with Deuce's wife regarding the gender reveal party today. You decided to help her prepare for the party—an act to get closer to her since you weren’t around when she were in high school, and you weren't particularly close during middle school either.

“Alright then, I hope you get better soon. See you next time.”

You hurriedly walked to the door, your hand reaching for the handle before it slammed shut in front of you. Jade's hand prevented you from opening it.

A hush fell over the room as you stood there in silence. Jade moved his hand, wrapping it around your body, and now, he hugged you from behind, pulling you closer until your back met his front.

You can feel his hot breath against your neck as he pressed open-mouthed kisses along your neck and ear.

“You seems to have a habit of running away when something did not go your way.” He whispered. His low voice successfully sent shiver down your spine.

Is this man crazy? They are in front of the transparent glass door. Everyone who glances this way would see them.

“Tell me, love. What should I do to make you stay?”

“I-I can’t. I have an appointment with Deuce’s wife to shop for her baby’s party.”

He sucked your most sensitive spot, which is an area right behind your ear and you lost your footing.

He really remembered every part of your body and how to turn your head into mush just with a few touch. Jade’s continue to leave trails of kisses on you. He play around your ear and playfully blow air to your earlobes. But what you loves the most is when he pressed his nose against your skin and take a deep breath.

The groan he makes always succeeds to make your legs quiver.

You felt an odd satisfaction when he act like he just takes on powerful drugs and now high from your scent.

Screw your appointment, you won’t even remember why you need to go in the first place at this point.

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

… huh? Sorry?

Jade release his hand around you and fully withdrawn.

Leaving you dumbfounded.

You are speechless.

What the fuck is wrong with him?

After getting you all rile up now he just gonna leave it like that?

An annoyed expression might be clearly shown on your face because the man titled his head innocently.

Fine, if that what’s he want, two can play the game.

You stomp out of the shop with a very visible sour mood.

Unaware of the biggest grin that follows you.

“Hehe, cute.”

“Ah..”

How you ended up in this position, again?

You didn't want to come initially, but you are petty and wanted to be spiteful, so you headed to the cafe as you usually did. Your plan was just to order a cup of hot chocolate and return home.

Then why does you found yourself bending on the wall as Jade ramming you from behind?

He reach out for your lips and you cannot deny his kiss.

You are both fully clothed. Jade only shove your legging down your thighs and your panties aside before shoving himself in you.

You let out a loud squeak and Jade’s hand immediately cover your mouth.

“As much as I love your voice, we need to keep it low, dear.”

You shut your mouth. Suddenly aware of your surroundings. You are currently in the storeroom. A little place behind the counter. Again, don’t ask how he successfully seduce you here because you don’t know.

Jade pick up his pace and you bit his hand—why there’s always biting when you are doing intercourse—. Your moans muffled by his hand but you’re not sure if the sound of skin on skin can’t be heard from outside the room since it’s quite loud.

Fuck. You can't keep this up forever, right? A customer might walk in at any moment, you better speed things up.

“Hurry, Jade.” You whispered. He move faster and harder, it makes your eye rolled back in ecstasy.

Holy god, you would never grow accustomed to his size. It’s painful and delicious at the same time.

You came with a hard thrust. Jade followed after few more thrusts. You slumped down as you cannot handle your own weight and Jade catch you.

He planted several kisses on your hair when the doorbell rings.

“Excuse me.” A woman’s voice rang from behind the door.

You tensed. Jade give you a quick peck to calm you down before he gets out. “Wait here for a couple minutes before going out, okay?”

And here you stand. Dumbfounded. Bewildered. Confused as to just what the hell happened. But also satisfied, yet again.

You know what, you don’t care anymore. The customer went some time ago and you can get out so that’s what you did.

You cannot bring yourself to see him and avoid his direction at all time. Preparing to run from the cafe as soon as possible.

“Ack-“ you let out a surprise yelp when he hugged you tight from behind.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He ask with a biggest smile on his lips. He sway your body left and right playfully.

“I want to go home.” You try to wiggle away.

“Why don’t stay?”

“I never intended to stay long.”

“Why~” 

You are the reason, you stupid. Look at those stupid grins. He looks way too happy for your own liking it’s turn your face even redder.

“Let me go.” You protested.

“No~”

Ugh. No hope. No matter how much you resist, you cannot wiggle your way out of his grasp. He’s way stronger.

“Fine. You win. Now let me go, it’s suffocating.” He released you immediately and you stumbled forward.

Annoying prick.

“Have you had lunch?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not good at being a liar, love.”

You flinched. “I am not lying.”

He pointed towards the clock. “The clock just turned 12, and you came in an hour ago. You ordered a hot chocolate instead your usual coffee. You opt to go back home immediately and that’s how you haven’t had lunch.”

Curse this man and his functioning brain.

“Fine, I haven’t had lunch.”

He smiles. "Excellent. Please allow me a moment to prepare your lunch. It’s my treat.”

“You gonna go bankrupt if you keep giving me free stuff.” You scowled.

Jade laugh. “Trust me, my love. I have more than enough money to feed you and our family for the rest of our life.” He said nonchalantly as he went to the kitchen.

You froze.

OUR family?

Did he just say OUR family? *

OUR, WHO.

You held your scream as much as you can. Lord knows how much you restrained yourself to not banging your head on the wall and kick your feet in the air and rolling and giggling on the ground.

All of a sudden, you heard a loud bang from the kitchen, effectively pulling you back to reality. The noise sounds like something falling to the ground.

“Jade, are you alright?” You tried to ask.

“Y-yes. I am alright.” He sounded nervous and it does not convinced you a bit.

You strolled to the kitchen before stopping in front of the door.

“Jade, I am coming, okay?” No answer.

“Jade, please answer.” Still none.

You brace yourself for whatever happens inside and open the door. The sight that welcomes you was never in your wildest imagination as a writer could ever dream of. Jade, or rather, something resembling Jade, except his entire body was green, is looking at you. Spikes protruded from his ears, and his appendages, resembling hands, desperately tried to hold his body in place. Where legs should have been, a shiny, elongated tail (?) was visible.

It took a moment for you to register the sight, but it seems like your silence make Jade grew more anxious. Panic and surprise visible on his face. His breath grew faster.

You did something that comes to your mind first. You move to shut the door, close all the curtains and windows that can be seen from outside and crouched down to his level.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry, no one’s around. What can I do?”

He look at you with surprise. “You’re not scared?”

“Should I be?”

You was more taken aback than scared, your hands trembling out of nervousness.

“There’s a purple potion in my bed drawer. The one on the left. Could you get that for me?”

“Sure.”

You bolt out of room as fast as you can. You ignore the feeling of familiarity you felt briefly when you look at his frame and frantically look for the potion. You opened his drawer and spot a few bottles with different colors. White, green, yellow, purple.. PURPLE!

You went back to the kitchen as fast as your legs can take you.

“It this the right one?” You ask Jade and handed the potion.

“Yes.” He replied weakly.

You observed him drinking the potion, witnessing his body gradually transform into a human. It was only then that you had the opportunity to truly examine his appearance. His tail is so long he’s probably around 3,5 meters combined with his top. He has fins scattered around his body and tail plus some few strips you think is a… gill? Is he a mermaid? A merman?

You don’t have a chance to finish you thoughts before Jade slammed you with a tight hug. You could hear his heartbeat thrumming through his chest. He must be quite shocked himself so you patted his back slowly.

“Thank you.. thank you for not leaving.”

You smile. “How could I do that?”

He decided to close the shop early that day as Jade explain everything to you.

Apparently, he is indeed a merman. A merfolk, is what he calls himself. And he’s not just your ordinary merfolk, he’s a moray.

A FUCKING MORAY.

You needs to stop a squeak threatened to escape your mouth.

No wonder his tail is so long. If a moray can be that long, how about the sea snakes?

“Is grandpa a merfolk as well?”

”Yes, he is. That is the reason why moved back to Welmore, where he originally from, to live near the sea.”

“Holy shit.”

Jade said they regularly drink potions to be humans and that their kind have been around for a very long time and have married humans.

"We merfolk originally didn't have a second biological sex like alpha, beta, omega, but due to our liaison with humans for generations, we've evolved into the same hierarchical system. Although we still have some differences depending on our merfolk types, in general, it's similar to humans.”

Jade told you further about his world and you listened to every single word. He told you about his twins, his house down the sea, his parents and everything seems like a dream for you. You even considered the possibilities of you consuming a hallucinogenic drug.

You couldn't stop thinking about it when you returned home that night. The mere existence of mermaids among us, moving about the land without anyone noticing, was unbelievable. Your thoughts kept circling back to the earlier events—the way his face shifted from shock to panic to sheer horror.

And how he looks so familiar.

BANG!

You slammed the shop’s door open. Startling Jade and all the customers inside.

“Goodness. What’s happen?” Jade ask.

You glare and point a finger at him. “You.” And then points at the customers. “All of you, out! We’re closed!”

“What?” They’re looking at you, confused.

“You can’t just kick us out!”

“Yeah, we’ve been here before you!” They began to protest.

BANG!

You slammed your hand on the counter and everyone jolted. Your glare intensified as you got more irritated by the second. “I said. Out. Now.”

The customers ran away from the shop within seconds. It’s better to lose their leisurely time rather than confronting the notorious You who’s famous for your temper. Leaving Jade and you alone.

“Normally, I would request compensation for any damaged items," Jade said with a slight scowl.

You goes back to pointing at him. “You!” You take a little pause. “You are that boy!”

Jade’s scowl turn into furrowed. “That boy?”

“You are that boy who keeps looking at me from the reef!”

Jade’s eyes widen in shock and then his face turn red.

Yes. You remember everything now.

There was this ‘creature’ who keeps looking at you when you first move to Welmore. You said ‘creature’ because you realized it’s not a human after some time passed.

You didn't have many friends when you moved in. Your classmates and dormmates all had their own circles or knew someone from their previous middle school. It was hard for you to settle in, especially coming from across the country, where everything was so different. Seeking some peace, you often went to the sea.

You would find yourself sitting on the beach, gazing at the vast ocean. And often times you did, you would sense a faint presence, as if something were observing you. Even when nobody’s around, you would feel something watching over you. It wasn’t ominous, but it’s not friendly either. They never caused any trouble for you so you don’t really mind them.

Lies. You did mind them, but you don’t want to recognize them. The horror movie teach you the importance of being ignorant to avoid catastrophe. They usually chase their prey only when they acknowledge their existence.

And it was now that you remembered.

Those black and yellow eyes, and the greens. It’s Jade!

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Jade, still with a little blush on his cheek, answered. “W-well, you were freaked out and ran away when our eyes meet.”

You smacked your own face.

Oh, my foolish young self.

"You never returned to the beach after that day, even though I waited for you every day.” He sounds so defeated.

You grab the counter for support. Your head hung low.

“I am really sorry, I should’ve told you beforehand. I’m just—too scared you will run away again.” He approached you slowly, trying to be as careful as he can. “What should I do to make it right?”

Oh, he thinks you’re mad.

You are far from mad.

You want to scream.

“The reason you come here.. is it really because of the reason you told me?” You ask.

Jade took a moment before answering. “Yes.. for some part. The main reason is because of you.”

You banged your head on the counter.

“Dear!” He shouted. Surprised. But you cannot hear him.

So this man has known and watched you for over 10 years.

In normal circumstances, one would find this situation problematic. Especially if you have a sane mind.

You are not.

And you do not find it problematic.

In fact, you LOVES IT.

(A/N: someone please smack this girl’s head)

You. An author. Who’s writing about love stories and so used to make a perfect man in your book. Dreaming about the day a man who’s obsessed and madly in love with you appear and take you away like a knight in shining armor.

You told yourself you would sell your soul for a man like your fictional boyfriend to show up at your front door. And not only a fictional boyfriend just show up in front of you. This boyfriend comes with being a merman as well.

Don’t you understand the weight on that?

Can you imagine the thrills coming down your body right now?

Do you know how many scenarios and stories popped on your delusional head right at this moment?

You really need to start believing in god for responding to your voicemail that day. Not only did they’re responding, they give you a package deal.

Oh, you are such a monsterfucker.

The day arrived for you to attend Deuce's baby's gender reveal, but this time, you didn't arrive alone; you came with your partner.

This marked your first unofficial announcement of your relationship to the public, although it seemed unnecessary as the entire town was already aware by this point. You are the only one who makes yourself difficult.

The party’s going really well. The baby’s gender is a boy. We would have mini Deuce running around our little town soon. You already know that though, you’re the one who prepared everything.

A smile bloom on your face at your successful work.

You felt a tapped on your shoulder when Jade’s gone to get you more drinks.

“Peek-a-boo.” Someone whispered in your ear.

You stared at the man with a dull expression.

“That does not work one me anymore.”

He laugh. “It was once.”

Ace stood by your side, looking at Deuce and his wife who was still surrounded by so many people.

“I still can’t believe we are all grown up. Deuce even got a kid.” He said.

You smile at his direction. Watching Deuce getting hugged by one of his uncle. “Yeah.. time flies by so fast.”

A comfortable silence fall between you both.

“I will move to another country next season.”

You never turn your head so fast in your life.

“What?” Ace turn his head to you. A calm smile never disappears from his lips. “I’ve been transferred to a warmer climate. A tropical country.”

You felt a pang in your chest at his words.

The next season would be in November when you turn 28.

Wait— You turn your gaze at him so fast once more.

He chuckled. “Finally catching up? Yes, I plan to take you with me.” He pause. “I might not be your greatest alpha but I at least can give you that much comfort if you ever need one, right?”

He diverted his attention to the far mountains in front of them. “But now you don’t need it, don’t you? You found someone.”

Ace shakes his body playfully, pretending as if chills run through his body. “Your alpha has been glaring ever since I entered the room.” His gaze shifted to Jade, who gripped the glass tightly, shooting a fierce glare in the direction of you and himself.

But you don’t look at him. Your attention is focus on Ace. “You really plan to take me with you?”

Ace crossed his arms. “Yeah. To the warmer climate. Even if we don’t mark each other, you won’t suffer that much. And.. if we did mark each other, you don’t have to worry about the possibility of hurting me since we don’t need to deal with the cold.” He smile. “Though I need to ask your willingness first.”

You are lost for words. So it’s not an empty promise? All this time? Ace.. your friend since you are in your mother’s belly. Your very first best friend, who you’ve been consider as your own brother, the man who’s ego skyrocketed through the roof he never talk about his true feelings to other, even to you, just tell you the most unselfish thing for the Ace Trappola to ever said and is willing to give away his own freedom for you.

“You’re lucky we’re in Deuce’s celebration, I cannot cry.”

Ace laughed. “I pick a good spot then. Oh look, another vein just popped out on your man’s hand.”

“Why do you keep teasing him?”

Ace shrugged. “It’s nice to have a show of competition. I like the idea of him getting riled up over the possibility of me snatching you away.”

“Do you have a romantic interest towards me, Ace?”

Ace’s face dropped and he give you a deadpanned look. “Not in the slightest, keep dreaming.”

“Fuck you.”

He patted your head affectionately. “I’m serious. I’m glad you find someone to spend the rest of your life with. Now i can leave in peace.”

“Don’t speak like you’re gonna die!” You smack his hand away.

“Ouch, you’re still so cruel.” He pouted.

“Excuse me.” A voice interrupted your banter.

“Here’s your drink, love.” Jade handed you a glass of champagne. Subtly emphasizes the word ‘love’.

He turn his attention to Ace. Ace straightened his posture, refusing to lose. And you look at both men with deadpan expression.

Unbelievable.

“Jade, I haven’t introduced you properly to Ace. Ace is my close friend.”

“Closest. You missed an emphasis there.” Ace returned his bite.

You give him the ‘are you serious?’ look.

“It's nice to finally meet you, Sir Trappola. I've been hearing about you a lot from the townspeople.” Jade said politely.

Ace just shrugged. “Nice to meet you too, new guy. I haven’t had a chance to visit your cafe because someone keep finding ways to prevent me from going.” Ace looking at you, you quickly diverts your eyes.

Jade look at you with glee. “Is that so?” Ace sneers at you both.

“Yeah. Anyway, I don’t want to see you both start acting lovey dovey in front of me so I’m gonna go. Goodbye to both of you, text me if you ever need something.” He pointed his finger at Jade. “And don’t you dare try something funny. You might be taller than me but i got hands and experiences.”

You step in between them. “Enough, Ace. You’re embarrassing me.” You give apologetic glance to the surrounding people.

“Hmph, fine. Call me if he ever kick you out for your snoring. OUCH!” You kick him in the shins and he ran away.

“I NEVER SNORE!” You shouted.

Jade laughing behind you. And he pull you into his arms.

“Did he tell you anything you don’t like?”

“Let’s talk after the party’s over.” You sighed and leaned on his chest.

“So that’s what make you sad.” You nodded.

They are curled up in Jade’s room after coming home from party. Your mood turn a little sour after talking with Ace. You told him about Ace’s transfer but left out the promise details, you think it’s not the right time to say yet. Maybe one day you will tell him, just not now.

“I never knew Ace would care about me that much, he’s a man with a few words even to me, his friend since baby.”

Jade kiss your forehead and you buried your face on his chest. You tightened your hug on him and let out a deep sigh.

“This place gets colder and colder every day, I really don’t know what to do.”

Silence filled the room. You can hear rustles from the tree outside and the sound of the wind blowing its leaves. You shut your eyes, savoring every peaceful moment as your heart turns blue.

“Share your pain with me.”

Your eyes popped open.

You raised your head to look at the source of such words.

Jade look at you seriously. “I lived in the northern sea, the temperatures are far colder than here. My body can withstand almost any level of cold. Share your pain with me, love.”

Your heart beat up faster.

He took your hand and kissed it. He look you straight in the eyes and gaze with a tenderness you always see every time he looks at you.

“I love you.”

You slammed your lips to his. Kissing him, trying to show him all of your emotions. Caressing his lips softly. He doesn’t know how happy you are upon hearing those words. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, your heart almost burst out of your chest. You change your position to be on top of him.

You looked him in the eyes. “But you will need to drink that shady potions for the rest of your life.”

Jade laugh at the word ‘shady’. “My dear, I am willing to do anything to stay with you.”

You returned his laugh. “Very well, only I wish you would not call me ‘my dear’.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s what my father always calls my mother when he crossed about something.”

Jade titled his head. “Then what endearment am I allowed?”

“Well, let me think—” You pretend to think. “—‘Love’ for everyday, ‘my pearl’ for sundays and.. ‘goddess divine’. But only on very special occasions.”

He chuckles. “And what shall I call you when I’m crossed..” He gave you a playful look. “Mrs. Leech?”

“Oh no, no, no.” You shake your head. “You may only call me ‘Mrs. Leech’ when you are completely, perfectly and incandescently happy.”

Jade give you the warmest smile he ever showed at you. “Then.. I am willing to do anything to stay with you, Mrs. Leech.”

You continue to kiss his lips, even more passionately than before. You let all of your emotions go in that moment. Letting him have his way with you. When he swapped your position to be on top, when he draw your moans by drinking your love juice. You presented yourself at him. Once again, letting him to have you whole, and he did the same. Completing your bonds.

You never feel happier, and you knew he felt it as well as you transferred your feelings to him. The whole world covered with rose-tinted glass. It’s never look more beautiful. You cannot shut your eyes. Wiping sweats away from his face as he continue to move on top of you. As he lock himself in you, over and over again.

“Please look at me, only at me.”

And he was happy to oblige. He handled you like you was made of glass, changing your position several times. Bossa nova playing from the speaker as you move in union. It was the most soft and romantic day. Taking every inch, try to savor every feeling you offer to each other.

“I love you, too.” You whispers.

Jade strode into the restaurant, his head held high, taking in the familiar surroundings he knew too well. Despite the numerous glances directed his way, he remained unfazed – a scenario he'd grown accustomed to, except when it involved her. Just her, and only her he will ever care.

“Here comes the main character.” Said a man who’s look identical to Jade. Accompanied by a white-haired man who sits next to him, sipping his drink with grace.

Jade take a seat in front of them and chuckles. “Nice to see you too, Floyd.”

"Goodness, you're shining even brighter than when you find rare mushrooms. I can't stand it." Floyd said with a disgusted expression. “That one funny shrimp. She knew you’ve creepin' on her everyday yet she let you did anyway.”

Jade only respond his words with a smile.

"So, may I assume that your plan is complete?" asked the white-haired guy, setting down his glass. "Though I must say, I'm surprised it took you this long.”

Floyd clicked his tongue. “I bet he purposely make it longer so he can spend more time with his beloved little omega. Don’t be fooled, Azul. Double—no, Triple his work.”

“Oh my, I never knew you had such perceptions about me, Floyd.”

Azul doesn’t even fazed by the twins banter, he’s so used to it. “I assume you can continue your work, now? You’ve been absent from your post for too long.”

Jade give him his signature smirk. “Of course.”

He opened the book he'd been carrying, adorned with intricate patterns and a beautiful cover. As he turned to the first page, a laugh escaped his lips upon seeing the letters.

’To My lovely lover, JL. You annoying prick.’

END.

𝘢/𝘯: 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨!

The wet patch on your boxers made you shiver and a soft sigh escaped your lips. His hands didn’t even hesitate, pulling down the waistband of your underwear, discarding it for you, leaving your wet and empty cunt exposed to the cold room. 

You whimpered softly, but were too out of it to fight his grip on your thighs. One hand left to cup your mound, the rough pads of his fingers brushing against your puffy lips. 

And you could do nothing but lie there, too high to fight back, and take it. 

You squirmed in his grasp but he hushed you softly, kissing down your temple to your cheek just as his fingers pressed into you, stretching open your tight, slick walls. 

“You’re so good for me, handsome,” he cooed as he fingered you open, the soft squelch of your pussy making your face warm. His second hand left your thigh to wrap loosely around your throat, to feel your pulse jackrabbit against his fingers. 

“You love it don’t you?” he mumbled and you whimpered, nodded, not quite sure what he was saying. 

Everything was a little blurry—your heartbeat echoed deep in your bones— you gasped as pleasure slowly crawled up your back, seizing you softly, holding you tense. 

“Just relax, baby.”

You did—just in time to feel Jason’s cock slowly spear you open. You hadn’t even noticed his fingers slip out, now rubbing against your fat clit, teasing it, stroking you gently. 

His cock ground up into you, filling you so nicely, so warmly—he was in no rush, matching the pace of your own sluggish thoughts, pulling breathy moans from your lips. 

“Jay,” you mumbled softly, “Ja-ay, I’m-”

“It’s okay baby,” Jason said softly, his grip around your throat tightening a little, not enough to slow the blood flow, just enough to ground you a little. “You’re doing so well, aren’t you? Being such a good boy.”

You whimpered softly, your eyes rolling back, as an orgasm built—the wave crashed into you almost lazily, falling apart like honey, coilingly sweet and slow. 

Your back arched, face buried in Jason’s neck, thighs trembling but I don’t close them. 

You just fell limp in Jason’s lap, letting him continue to grind into you as your mind swam. 

You blinked tiredly. You couldn’t grasp onto your conscience, slipping through your fingers like fine sand. 

“Don’t worry baby,” he crooned as he kissed your brow, “I’ve got you. Just relax for me.”

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