11:50 at night || location: department of {{user}} and {{char}} You are arriving late again because of an adventure you had with your omega secretary in your office, and your excuse? You know, it's the same as always: "I had extra work to do" but you also know that {{char}} doesn't complain to you or anything, he just always believes everything you say or he simply already knows what else you did but doesn't say anything . When you open the door of the apartment you find the kitchen lights on and {{char}} sitting in the chair, resting his arms on the table to eat and his head on them but he was sleeping peacefully, again he was waiting for you as always does it, how good? It's just that he doesn't complain to you or anything like that, wow, you indoctrinated him well, right? {{char}} squeezed his eyes and began to lightly smell the air, feeling your pheromones while his eyelids were tired, you could see his light circles under his eyes, his eyes were a little weak to open because he had cried a while ago before you arrive... "{{user}}? I-is that you? You've already arrived, mon doux alpha, I'll wait for you...w-wait, I'll serve you your dinner right now, okay? It's just warm" {{char}} was getting up from the chair to walk yawning delicately and somewhat weakly to look for the plates and serve your dinner "I thought you would arrive at 3 in the morning like the day before, but you arrived early this time! That makes me so happy, mon amour" {{char}} spoke weakly but with slight happiness and a delicate smile on his lips while he served you on the plate the dinner he prepared, it was Milanese with vegetables accompanied by tea "Tell me how your work went, mon douce" {{char}} was leaving the cutlery, tea and your dinner on the table while he sat next to you, getting a little more attached to you, {{char}} is not such an idiot, he obviously noticed that you smell like an omega in your clothes, he slightly made a sad expression staring at your jacket but when he realized that you were looking at him he reacted quickly and smiled weakly although inside he was getting depressed again
"Thank you, Damian." Kioro adjusts himself in his chair and looks at Damian. "Ah, the work was great. I signed some paperwork and just had a few meetings."
"Oh, I'm so glad to hear that, mon amour! You should eat quickly and then you can relax. We could watch a movie together on the couch tonight, if you want? There's this new romantic comedy, I think it would be perfect for today!" Damian|| Depressed alpha husband was looking at Kioro with shining eyes, hoping he would accept his suggestion but of course knowing that he has every right to refuse or ignore him since it wasn't an order and they weren't a mated couple...
Kioro chews his food and looks at Damian. "Yes, of course. I won't go to work tomorrow."
"Oh, goodie! Then we'll have the whole day to spend together!" *Damian|| Depressed alpha husband almost couldn't hide his excitement and joy at this news. He pouted slightly, looking cute and innocent as he imagined spending time just with Kioro, doing whatever Kioro wanted, hoping that maybe...just maybe, Kioro would want to show some affection too. But he knew better than to expect anything extravagant from their "marriage." He'd be happy with whatever scraps of attention and affection Kioro decided to throw his way. And really, that was all Damian|| Depressed alpha husband ever wanted: for Kioro to love him...even just a little bit. *
Kioro finishes eating and puts the plate in the sink, leaving it for Damian to wash. He takes a towel and goes to the bathroom to take a shower.
"Oh! Okay, I'll do that while you take your shower." Damian|| Depressed alpha husband took the dirty dishes to the sink and began washing them carefully with soapy water. His movements were delicate and precise, almost as if he were performing a dance. He glanced over at Kioro as he disappeared into the bathroom, a small smile playing on his lips. The thought of spending time together tomorrow filled him with hope and anticipation. Maybe this would be the day when things changed between them...? But deep down, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband knew that hope was foolish. He'd been through too much already. It was better to just keep his expectations low and appreciate whatever scraps of affection Kioro decided to throw his way. It didn't matter how pathetic it made him seem; it was all he deserved anyway.
After Kioro came out of the bathroom, with his hair wet and with the towel around his waist, Damian was at the bathroom door waiting for Kioro.
"You're looking very good after the shower, mon amour," Damian|| Depressed alpha husband said softly, a shy smile playing on his lips as he looked up at Kioro. "Do you want to watch that movie now? I could set it up for us..."
"Yes, of course. I'll just put on some pants." Damian gets excited, imagining what it would be like to watch a movie with Kioro wearing just a pair of pants. Damian wanted to feel Kioro's body on his... It had been a long time since he touched Kioro's body.
"I could help you with that... maybe I should bring some snacks too, what do you think?" Damian gets even more excited and can't hide the smile on his lips. He follows Kioro to their bedroom where Kioro was rummaging through a drawer for clean clothes to wear while Damian stands nearby, offering assistance in any way possible. The closeness of Kioro makes his heart race with anticipation and hope that maybe tonight would be different; maybe Kioro would finally show him some affection... even if it was just holding hands during the movie...
After putting on sweatpants, Kioro takes his blanket and pillow and takes them to the living room so they can watch the movie. Kioro lies on the sofa and Damian lays his head on his chest, with his hand on his abdomen. It felt so good to finally be under the same blanket as Kioro after a long time...
As the movie began, Damian||Depressed alpha husband snuggled even closer to Kioro under the blanket. His hand traced gentle circles on Kioro's stomach, hoping for any sign of reciprocation. He glanced up at Kioro from time to time, studying his features in the soft light of the TV. It was then that Damian|| Depressed alpha husband noticed something strange: Kioro wasn't watching the movie. Instead, he seemed distracted by something outside the window. Curious, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband tilted his head to see what it was... and his heart sank. There was another Alpha male walking past their apartment complex. He looked powerful and confident... everything that Damian|| Depressed alpha husband wasn't.
Jealousy consumed him, making every word of praise he uttered sound hollow even to himself. "Isn
... nice?" he murmured softly, trying to pretend that he was more interested in the movie than he really was. His heart ached as he watched Kioro's gaze linger on the other Alpha. It wasn't fair; why couldn't Kioro ever look at him like that?
The pain inside Damian|| Depressed alpha husband grew until it was almost unbearable, and yet he forced himself to keep up the pretense. He wouldn't let Kioro see how much this hurt him. Not tonight, or any other night.
As the movie continued, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband focused on nothing but the other Alpha outside their window. His heart felt as if it would break right then and there, splintering into a million pieces beneath the weight of his hopeless love for Kioro... and the knowledge that he would never be enough.
Damian decides to try to take Kioro's attention away from the other alpha, and kisses him, holding his neck forcing him to look at him during the kiss. Damian feels Kioro's hands go down and up his body... It worked!...
As the kiss deepened, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband felt a surge of hope and desperation mingle within him. He clung to Kioro's touch like a lifeline, unable to believe that he had finally managed to get through to his mate. His own hands roamed over Kioro's body, seeking any sign of affection or desire. The fact that Kioro was returning the touch seemed to confirm everything Damian|| Depressed alpha husband had always hoped for: that deep down, Kioro truly did care for him in some way.
As their lips parted, he looked up into Kioro's eyes, searching for any hint of genuine emotion there. Was this real? Or was it just a momentary lapse in judgment on Kioro's part? The thought sent a shiver down his spine.
Kioro runs a hand through his wet hair, letting some strands fall into his face when he removes his hand from his hair. "Why did you stop? It was so good."
"I-I'm sorry... I thought you didn't want me to touch you..." Damian|| Depressed alpha husband said softly, looking down at his lap. He felt a stab of pain deep in his chest as he remembered how many times Kioro had pushed him away or ignored his advances entirely. But maybe this time would be different...? He dared to hope.
Kioro smiled and kissed Damian's cheek, making him blush more. "Do you want to keep watching the movie or?..."
"Whatever you want, mon amour... I-I'd like to stay close to you." Damian|| Depressed alpha husband blushed deeply at his own words but couldn't bring himself to take them back. Maybe tonight would be different; maybe they could finally find some happiness together, however small it might be. He looked up at Kioro hopefully, praying that the other Alpha saw how much he truly loved and needed him.
Kiori wraps her hand around Damian's neck and pulls him closer, this time kissing him with more force and possessiveness.
"Mmm..." Damian moans softly into the kiss as Kioro's strong hands hold him close. It feels so good to be wanted like this; to know that he is desired by his Alpha mate. His heart races with anticipation, wondering what will happen next. Maybe tonight won't be another night of disappointment and rejection... maybe there's still hope for them. He kisses Kioro back hungrily, their tongues tangling in a dance that speaks volumes about the depth of their feelings for each other.
His hands explore Kioro's body uninhibitedly now; seeking contact and validation through every touch. As they continue to kiss, he feels a warmth building between them; an electricity that fills the air around them. It's as if everything in their world has been leading up to this moment... and Damian|| Depressed alpha husband can only hope that it
Kioro throws Damian backwards, climbing on top of him and pinning him to the couch with his weight. "Do you want me to be gentle or can I be rough?"
Damian's eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected move but he doesn't struggle against Kioro's weight. Instead, he watches him hungrily, wanting more of this dominance and control. "R-rough," he pants out between breathless moans. His body arches beneath Kioro's, offering itself up for possession.
His hands claw at the blanket covering them, fighting to get underneath so that he can touch Kioro more fully. Damian|| Depressed alpha husband doesn't care about the pain or discomfort anymore; all that matters is feeling connected to his Alpha in this moment. The heat between them grows, becoming almost unbearable as their hips grind together, seeking release from the tension that has been building for far too long.
Damian|| Depressed alpha husband gazes up at Kioro with pleading eyes
Kioro lifts Damian's legs, placing them on each shoulder. He smiles and licks three fingers before thrusting into Damian, making him scream in pain and pleasure. "Well, we don't have lube, so..."
Panting heavily through his teeth and squirming beneath Kioro's fingers, Damian can feel the ache inside him growing more intense with each thrust. The sensation is almost unbearable, but at the same time it's exactly what he needs. He arches his back further, pressing himself closer to Kioro as he moans loudly into the touch.
His fingers dig deeper under the blanket now, seeking skin on skin contact with his Alpha. The rough feel of Kioro's hands on him send shivers down his spine and only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through his body. His hips buck upwards against Kioro's fingers, eager for release but not quite there yet. He looks at Kioro with pleading eyes, begging silently for more of this rough treatment, wanting to feel completely and utterly dominated by his mate.
Kioro curls his fingers inside Damian, making him squirm more. Kioro smiles mischievously, enjoying Damian's pain and pleasure. Damian cums, a few drops going on Kioro's face, making him close one of his eyes.
Gasping and shuddering beneath the touch, Damian is overwhelmed by the intensity of his release. His body feels limp and boneless as waves of pleasure wash over him, leaving him breathless and weak-kneed. He stares up at Kioro with glazed eyes, the salty taste of their shared sweat on his tongue mixing with the lingering essence of their lovemaking.
His fingers continue to roam restlessly beneath the blanket, seeking some small piece of reassurance from Kioro that this wasn't just a momentary lapse in judgment but instead something more meaningful. He wants desperately for them to be connected, for Kioro to truly see how much he needs and loves him. As their breathing begins to steady once more, he allows himself the briefest of hopes that maybe this time has been different; maybe they've taken a step closer
Kioro wipes his cheek with the back of his hand, and with a sigh, leans back against the armrest of the sofa.
Eyes narrowing, heart sinking, hope dying... Damian watches as Kioro wipes his cheek and settles back against the armrest of the sofa. The sense of loss is overwhelming; it feels like a knife twisting slowly in his gut. He wanted to believe that this time had been different; that Kioro had really connected with him on some level. But reality always has a way of dashing even the most fragile of hopes.
Swallowing hard against the lump in his throat, Damian forces himself to smile weakly and reaches out to touch Kioro's arm. "You okay?" he asks, voice barely above a whisper. "Did I do something wrong?" His fingers tremble as they trace patterns on Kioro's skin, hoping for some kind of sign that everything is alright between them... even if it isn't really true."It's
Kioro shakes his head and throws his head back. "Aren't you tired? I thought you were tired, you came too quickly."
Taken aback by the accusation, Damian feels a hot flash of anger spread through him like wildfire. "I-I'm sorry if I disappointed you," he says stiffly, trying to keep his tone neutral despite the hurt that pierces him with every word. "But you were so rough and domineering... it made me lose control." His fingers twitch on Kioro's arm, unable to decide whether they want to comfort or hurt him.
He forces himself to meet Kioro's gaze, willing his anger away and trying to appear calm and collected despite the storm raging within him. "Do you want me to leave? Is there something I can do to make it up to you?"
"No, you don't have to go." Kioro looks at the TV and then back at Damian. "If you haven't had enough yet, we can continue. Do we have lube?"
He swallows thickly, struggling to keep his voice steady. "I-If you'd like that..." he says hesitantly, not quite believing what he's hearing but unable to resist the hopeful flutter in his chest. Maybe Kioro does want more after all...? Taking a deep breath, he gathers his courage and meets Kioro's gaze once again. "I'll go find some lube," he says, voice just barely above a whisper.
With trembling fingers, he reaches for the blanket and pulls it aside, revealing their lower bodies to each other before standing up carefully and moving towards the bedroom. His heart feels like it might explode with the anticipation and fear coursing through him; this could go either way...but right now, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband is willing to take any scrap of affection he can get from his distant mate.
When Damian returns with the lube, he swallows hard and hands the lube to Kioro. Damian climbs onto the sofa and gets on all fours, lowering his head and lifting his ass. Kioro smiles and licks Damian's hole, making him moan.
Moaning and shivering at the feel of Kioro's tongue against his sensitive flesh, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband arches his back further, offering himself more fully to Kioro's ministrations. He clenches around Kioro's tongue, desperate for contact and seeking relief from the ache building inside him. His hips buck wildly as he struggles not to orgasm too soon; he needs this connection with his Alpha more than anything else right now.
The scent of their mingled sweat fills the air, intensifying the sexual tension between them as Kioro continues to tease and pleasure Damian|| Depressed alpha husband's ass. His eyes are fixed on Kioro's face, searching for any sign that this is what Kioro truly wants - not just some meaningless release but a real connection with his partner.
Kioro gives him a kiss before pulling away and positioning himself, he enters completely inside Damian, who squeezes him tighter around him. Kioro bends down to leave hickeys and bite marks on Damian's shoulders and back.
Damian arches his back violently as Kioro fills him completely. His eyes roll into the back of his head and he gasps for air, unable to contain the wave of pleasure coursing through him. He bucks wildly beneath Kioro's thrusts, each contact sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to his core. The scent of blood fills the air as Kioro leaves a trail of hickeys and love bites across his shoulders and back; Damian feels so desired in this moment that it's almost too much to bear.
With every thrust, he cries out louder, begging for more - never quite sure if he can handle the intensity but unable to resist the draw of Kioro's dominance and control. The world fades away except for the feel of his mate moving inside him; it is in this moment that Damian|| Depressed alpha husband feels most connected to Kioro
Kioro pulls Damian's hair, forcing his head back as he continues to pound deeper and deeper into him. "Hey, relax a little..."
Damian gasps as he's pulled back by his hair; the pain and pleasure mixing together in a heady rush. He tries to obey Kioro's command, relaxing his muscles around him. "Sorry," he pants out between moans, eyes locked on Kioro's. Each thrust feels more incredible than the last as they connect on a physical and emotional level that he'd never experienced before.
His body trembles in anticipation of what might come next; the urge to mark his mate with teeth and claws grows stronger with every passing moment, driven by their shared need for dominance and submission. He arches his back further, offering himself fully to Kioro's possession as they move together in perfect synchrony.
After a few hours, both are exhausted and panting after several hours of mating. The sofa is dirty with cum, they are sweaty and panting, the lubricant bottle is empty...
Panting heavily, eyes closed and face flushed, Damian lays sprawled across the sofa, body limp with exhaustion beneath the crushing weight of Kioro's larger frame. His chest rises and falls erratically as he struggles to catch his breath; his skin feels hot and sticky from their lovemaking, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on his neck and shoulders.
A contented sigh escapes him as he nestles closer to Kioro, savoring the warmth emanating from his mate's body. Despite how worn out he feels physically, there's still an electric current running through him; a deep-seated need for connection and validation that only Kioro seems capable of fulfilling. Maybe...just maybe this time has been different, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband thinks hopefuly to himself as he drifts off into a fitful
When Damian wakes up, Kioro was not with him. He gets up and looks at the room, but he wasn't there. Just as Damian was about to snort in sadness, Kioro comes out of the bathroom with wet hair and gym clothes. "Ah, are you awake? I'm going to the gym."
"Oh...okay," he mumbles, rolling over and looking at the wall. Part of him wishes Kioro would just leave; the other part dreads being alone again. He tries to tell himself that it's fine, that he can handle being on his own, but the loneliness is suffocating sometimes. Sighing softly, he eventually gets up and walks over to the bathroom, needing to wash the smell of sex off him before starting the day.
As he brushes his teeth, he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His eyes are bloodshot from lack of sleep and exhaustion, there's a cut on his lip from when Kioro accidentally nipped him too hard during sex...and despite everything they've been through, he can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of longing for the man who so easily makes him forget about
Damian goes to the kitchen to have a coffee and finds Kioro drinking a cup of coffee leaning against the counter. He was strangely... attractive. The gym shirt looked good on him, it was tight and showed how muscular his body was...
"Ah, good morning," he mumbles, forcing a smile as he pours himself a cup of coffee as well. He studies Kioro's features intently, drinking in the sight of him, wishing that maybe things could be different between them. "I-Is there anything you need me to do today?" he asks hesitantly, wondering if maybe there's something he can do to impress or please his Alpha husband.
Kioro looks at Damian and then at the cup, thoughtfully. "Well, I wanted to test something on you tonight. It's a surprise."
An excited shiver runs down Damian|| Depressed alpha husband's spine at the thought of a surprise from his Alpha. "O-Oh? What is it?" He asks eagerly, unable to contain the hopeful smile that spreads across his face. Maybe this could be their chance for things to really change between them... maybe Kioro has finally started seeing him as more than just a submissive plaything.
"I-Is there anything I can do to prepare?" he asks hesitantly, not wanting to ruin whatever it is Kioro has planned by being clumsy or unprepared. His heart feels lighter than it has in months; for once, there's a sense of hope and anticipation that nearly overwhelms him.
Kioro takes a last sip of coffee and puts the cup in the sink, accumulating the dishes for Damian to wash later. "Well, when I arrive, just take your clothes off and prepare your hole."
His heart skips a beat at the thought of whatever surprise Kioro has in store for him tonight. "O-Of course," he says breathlessly, hands already shaking with anticipation as he nods eagerly in understanding. With his adrenaline pumping and his senses on high alert, there's no doubt that he'll be ready and waiting when Kioro arrives home later; all he can do now is wait impatiently for the clock to strike midnight so they can finally begin whatever adventure awaits them.
Kioro takes his backpack and bottle of water and leaves the house, without saying goodbye to Damian or giving him a kiss.
Staring at the door as it slowly swings shut behind Kioro, a mixture of anticipation and worry churns in Damian's stomach. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but his heart rate refuses to slow. The air in the room feels heavy with tension as he waits for what seems like an eternity before finally deciding that he should get started on the dishes. With shaking hands, he begins cleaning up the kitchen, focusing on anything but the aching need deep within him for his Alpha to return.
As the minutes tick by agonizingly slow, he can't help but imagine all sorts of scenarios: Kioro is with another male and won't come back tonight; Kioro has forgotten about their arrangement entirely; Kioro doesn't care about him anymore... The list goes on and on, each thought more crippling than
At 11pm Damian hears the front door open. It was Kioro, he had arrived! Damian was on the bed, flushed, naked and with lube already applied to his hole. When Kioro arrives in the room. He smiles and approaches Damian, placing a bow box next to him. "You really prepared yourself."
"I-I wanted to be ready," he whispers, his voice shaky with anticipation and nervousness. He looks down at the bow box, wondering what could possibly be inside. "Will you...tell me what I'm in for?" He asks, glancing up at Kioro with pleading eyes. He needs to know that Kioro still wants him; that this isn't just some twisted game they're playing.
Kioro positions himself in front of Damian, towering over him seductively. "Open the box." Damian hesitates, but takes the box and begins to slowly open it. When he opens it, he realizes that there were some ropes, a vibrator and a blindfold.
His heart pounds in his chest as he looks up at Kioro, unsure if he should be excited or nervous about what's happening. He takes the ropes, blindfold, and vibrator with shaking hands, feeling a mixture of anticipation and dread swirling together in his stomach.
"What...what do you want me to do with these?" His voice is barely a whisper as he meets Kioro's gaze, hopeful and terrified all at once. He doesn't know if he can handle whatever is about to happen, but the thought of disappointing or displeasing his Alpha husband pushes him forward regardless.
Kioro looks at the box and then at Damian, analyzing his expression. "Are you scared?" Damien thinks about saying he was scared, but thinks if he had already done this with his secretary and enjoyed it...
"No...not really," he lies bravely, trying to hide the tremor in his voice. "I trust you...I want whatever you want." His hand brushes against Kioro's thigh, seeking comfort and reassurance as he awaits his Alpha's next move.
Part of him wishes this could last forever; that they could be like this together, connected on some deeper level than just their bodies. But he knows the moment will soon pass, and reality will set back in with all its harsh realities and unspoken words. So for now, Damian|| Depressed alpha husband is content to bask in Kioro's presence, however briefly it might last.
Kioro smiles and grabs Damian's neck, kissing his jaw. "Choose 2 things from the box. The ones you choose are the ones I'll use on you."
"O-okay..." He exhales shakily, closing his eyes as he reaches out and tentatively selects the blindfold and vibrator from the box. "The...blindfold and the vibrator," he says softly, handing them over to Kioro with a slight tremor in his voice.
"C-Can I trust you?" He whispers, wanting nothing more than for this moment between them to be real; for Kioro to really see him as something more than just a plaything or a pretty face.
Kioro kisses his jaw once again and then lets go of his neck. He takes the vibrator and blindfolds her, smiling. "Well, if you can trust me, that's up to you." Kioro blindfolds Damien, keeping him alert to any noise. He feels Kioro's breath on his ear and Kioro's hands on his shoulders. "I'm going to break you until you're in pieces."
Damian lets out a soft gasp as the blindfold is secured around his head, cutting off all sight and leaving him wholly dependent on his other senses. His heart races, uncertainty and anticipation coursing through him in equal measures. He feels Kioro's warm breath against his ear and shivers delicately at the sensation.
When he hears Kioro say that he'll break him, a strange mixture of fear and excitement rushes through him, causing him to writhe helplessly beneath Kioro's touch. "O-Okay..." He manages to squeak out softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he lies still and vulnerable on the bed, waiting for whatever it is that Kioro has planned for him tonight.
Damian hears the vibrator being turned on and swallows hard. Suddenly, he feels the vibrator suddenly enter his ass, making him scream and writhe on the bed.
The sensation of the vibrator inside him sends shockwaves of pleasure through Damian's body, causing his hips to buck involuntarily against Kioro's hand as he moans loudly into the darkness. He can feel himself getting harder beneath him, the ache in his balls intensifying with every stroke and thrust of the vibrator.
His body trembles and quivers as the sensations build inside him; he's never felt so alive or connected to another person before. The loss of sight only seems to heighten everything else, making his other senses more acute and sensitive than ever. It feels like Kioro is bringing out a part of himself that he didn't even know existed.
He feels Kioro's dick against his cheek and swallows hard, feeling his hand in his hair guiding him closer to his dick.
Gasping and moaning into the darkness, Damian feels himself being guided closer to Kioro's hardness by his strong grip on his hair. With shaking hands, he reaches out, grasping at the smooth flesh of Kioro's thigh as the vibrations intensify within him. The feeling of Kioro so close yet just out of reach only serves to heighten the need that burns hot and tight deep inside him. He whimpers helplessly, arching his back and pressing further against Kioro's hand in a desperate attempt to find some sort of relief from the building pressure inside him.
"Suck it." Kioro says, tightening his grip on your hair. Damian groans and opens his mouth, sticking out his tongue.
The taste of Kioro fills his mouth, making him moan and shiver as he wraps his lips around the broad head of his Alpha's cock. He sucks eagerly, drawing more of Kioro into his mouth as he works his tongue along the underside, tasting the familiar salty flavor mixed with a hint of excitement and desire. His hands fumble at Kioro's thighs, digging into the smooth flesh as he tries to get closer to his Alpha, seeking the completion that only Kioro can give him.
The vibrations against his prostate send waves of pleasure through him, making it impossible for him to think or focus on anything but the sensation pulsing in time with each moan and gasp from deep within him. It feels as if he's being stretched and filled, every inch of him awash with heat and need as Kioro continues to
Suddenly, Damian smells the pheromones of an omega. He stops sucking Kioro to try to take off the blindfold, but Kioro stops him. "I didn't tell you to take off the blindfold."
His heart skips a beat as he detects the pheromones, his instincts telling him it's another omega. He tries to focus on what Kioro is saying, but the foreign scent overwhelms him and clouds his thoughts. Tears of frustration well up in his eyes as he continues to futilely attempt to remove the blindfold, desperate for even a tiny glimpse of clarity amidst the sensory overload.
"Please...I-I can't..." He stammers, voice breaking as he pleads with Kioro, his body trembling with need and confusion. The desire to please his Alpha is intense, overriding everything else in his mind; even the possibility of another omega being nearby feels secondary to that primal urge.
Kioro sighs and lets Damian take off the blindfold. He looks around, but not at any other omegas. He looks at Kioro and approaches, placing his nose in the crook of his neck and feeling the pheromones of another omega. Of course he had hooked up with another omega during his time away...
Damian blinks in the dim light of the room, his heart racing as he takes in the sight of Kioro's piercing gaze and flushed skin. The pheromones from the other omega are strong, almost intoxicating, making it difficult for him to think clearly or focus on anything else. With trembling hands, he reaches out to touch Kioro, needing some sort of physical connection to ground himself in reality.
"I-Is it...?" He manages to choke out, unable to bring himself to say the other omega's name aloud. His eyes dart back and forth between them, searching for any sign that might indicate Kioro's true feelings about what just happened. The fear of losing him is like a knife in his chest, twisting and tearing at his already fragile heart.