“I suppose it’ll do.”
Zero shifted the waist area of his new under suit, his old one fully in tatters around him. Omega had a gleeful time of shredding it off of him, much to Zero’s fear, but the taller blond had smoothed out his hair and kissed him soothingly, saying he got carried away again.
“No, you’ll keep that off,” Omega plucked the helmet from Zero’s hands. “Not unless you’re in combat, and if things go my way, you’ll never have to fight.”
Zero dropped his eyes shyly from his keeper, crossing his arms over his chest. However, he could not keep his eyes off the tall mirror they stood in front of them, could not help but marvel not just at their height difference, but just how… remarkably alike they looked.
“O-Omega?” Zero murmured, uncrossing his arms to wring his hands nervously. Despite the fact Omega was his keeper, there was a tinge of fear associated to his name that Zero didn’t understand. Aside from the awkward sex, Omega had been kind to him, so why was Zero afraid? Was there a memory so powerful about Omega, so scary, it still lingered despite his captors’ attempts to erase them?
“Yes, puppy?”
“Why is it…” Zero pointed at the mirror, and Omega looked at it, his helmet obscuring some of his face. “Why is it we look so alike? I-I mean, it’s not a… a bad thing, but isn’t it… a little… strange you’d want to…” at this point, Zero blushed hard. “To… have me when I look a lot like you?”
“Would me telling you I’m a narcissist work?” Omega smirked at Zero’s half-hearted glare. “Puppy gonna growl at me?”
“N-no…” Zero dropped his eyes.
“You were supposed to be my son.”
“Wh…” Zero’s eyes widened and he took a step back from Omega, who glanced at him with a totally serious face. “Your son?! You… you’d have sex with your son?”
Omega’s eye twitched twice before a hiss escaped his lips, which were quirking into a devious smile. Zero’s horrified face fell as Omega’s hissing gave way to full on laughter, and seeing he was being teased, Zero immediately pouted.
“That…” Omega bent over, holding his stomach as he laughed. “That… was priceless! Oh god, Zero, the look you gave me…!”
Zero’s pouting ceased. “Is my name Zero?” he asked, slightly in awe. Omega only had, thus far, referred to him as ‘puppy’ or ‘his’, and Zero feared he had no name.
“Hm?” Omega recovered from the laughing bout smoothly, standing to his full height. “Yes, it is. I thought you remembered.”
“N-no…” again the shorter blond looked away in shame. “I don’t… remember anything. I…”
“Tch,” Omega shook his head before patting Zero’s. “That’s a good thing, to be sure. I don’t wanna know what those bastards did to you when they stole you.”
Zero glanced up at Omega shyly, with wide, innocent eyes. Somehow their session hadn’t broken it, and Omega wondered if he wanted to try shattering it. It was endearing though…
“You’re very special, you know,” Omega said. “I can’t tell you how, cause really I dunno the details, but it doesn’t matter. That specialness is mine again, you’re mine, and no one else will steal you from me. As for appearance, so what? You’re too fucking adorable as it is.”
“I-I just wondered if there was a reason…”
“Meh, who cares. All that should matter to you now is me.” Omega twirled some of Zero’s hair tightly around his fingers, bending down and kissing Zero a bit harshly on the mouth.
Zero gasped as the burning feeling, and Omega’s tongue filled his mouth. It was bizarre, Omega’s taste, something Zero never noticed before, but it was like spicy candy. Sweet enough to want more, but it burned and seared nearly painfully. Sugar-coated sin. Something about this was wrong, Zero felt deep down, but right now he felt safe and wanted, so he wrapped his arms around Omega and stood on his toes, returning the kiss to the best of his naïve ability.
Omega swept Zero off his feet, hooking the shorter blond’s legs around his hips and cupped his round bottom in his palms, carrying him out of the dressing room and into the bedroom. There Omega dropped Zero, ending the kiss abruptly and making Zero cry out and whine in protest.
“Unfortunately, my pretty puppy…” Omega murmured, gently pushing aside some of Zero’s hair from his face. “I have to go. There’s someone I have to make sure never finds you. This house should be enough for you. Keep it clean. I’ll be back late tonight, and I expect you to be here.” His eyes narrowed at the last statement, as if daring Zero to escape.
But why would he? Omega’s home was Zero’s home, not a prison. Zero nodded, eyes wide and trembling, lower lip shaking. He didn’t want to be alone again…
“Such a pretty, pretty face…” Omega muttered, bending down and kissing Zero again, his hair falling over his shoulder and forming a curtain around Zero. “Be good for me, puppy, and stay inside.”
“Yes, Omega,” Zero whispered reverently. “Please come back soon. I don’t want to be alone, please…”
Omega grinned. “You have an adorable begging voice… don’t worry. I’ll be back when I can.”
One more burning, sweet kiss and Zero found himself alone, Omega teleporting out of the house directly.
~*~
By the time Omega returned, it was incredibly late. He didn’t want to frighten Zero by teleporting straight into the bedroom—the boy was skittish enough as it was—so Omega opted to materialize in the living room. As expected, all the lights were off, save for the bedroom.
Omega frowned, wondering why Zero was still awake. He needed plenty of rest—although the brat just woke up from a century-long nap, he didn’t just have instant full energy upon awakening. Omega cracked open the door, half expecting Zero to have fallen asleep with the light on. Instead, he found the blond curled up tightly in the middle of the room, a sheet wrapped around him, a pillow in his arms and providing a soft buffer between his head and knees. By the way Zero’s shoulders were shaking, Omega could only think he was crying. Why was he crying?
Omega opened the door further and stepped inside. “What’s wrong, puppy?” he asked.
Zero gasped, jerking his face from the pillow. The moment he registered Omega, a happy sound escaped him and he launched into action. Omega staggered back into the hallway, falling hard on his back as Zero tackled him, holding on to Omega as if his life depended on it.
Omega grimaced as his back did not appreciate the affection. “I told you I’d be back, Zero.”
“I was alone,” Zero whispered, burying his face into Omega’s chest, “for a long time. I got scared, this place is big and I don’t know it and… and I missed you.”
Missed me? This was becoming more and more twisted, and it was only day one still. “You’re safe here, puppy. I told you that.”
“I know…” Zero whined, clinging tighter to Omega as the taller Reploid stood, picking Zero up and carrying him back to the bedroom. “I just… got lonely.”
Omega couldn’t help smirking. Day one and he was Zero’s world. This was getting better and better. “I’m sorry, puppy. How about I make it up to you, hm?” he settled Zero onto the bed.
Zero trembled, anticipating and fearing what was coming next. “Please?” he whispered, black eyes imploring.
He was too damn cute, and Omega could not resist those full lips any longer, descending upon them with a ravishing kiss. He crawled into the bed, wrapping Zero up into his arms and deepening the kiss, making the smaller blond moan and cling to him again.
The kiss broke, leaving Zero panting and blushing as Omega’s lips trailed along his jaw, up to his ear where he whispered gibberish as his hands massaged Zero’s thighs. Zero waited for those hands to go elsewhere, already blushing harder, but instead Omega’s arms encircled his waist and he pressed up to Zero’s back, laying them down.
“Sleep,” Omega commanded, already closing his eyes as he nuzzled the top of Zero’s head. “I’ll stay right here til you wake up, hm?”
“Sleep?” Zero squeaked, turning his head to look at Omega.
Red eyes peered down at him, an eyebrow rising in teasing annoyance. “Yes… sleep. Close your eyes, puppy, and go to sleep.”
“I-I thought…”
“We can fuck in the morning if you want. But I’m tired.” Omega pillowed his chin on Zero’s head. “Now, good night, puppy.”
Zero’s face was a deep red as Omega leaned over him and turned the lamp off. “Good night, Omega.”
~*~
Zero was definitely something to get used to, Omega learned, once he was more comfortable and able to be ‘himself.’ He did what Omega said readily enough, but Zero had no concept of borders or personal space, hanging off Omega at each given chance. Given Omega had no shame, it wasn’t exactly a bad thing, but when Zero liked to jump on his back out of the shadows, Omega had to suppress his battle programming to not throw his pet off and stab him to death.
He wasn’t expecting Zero to be so clingy, even if it was perfectly fitting his body’s—and apparently, A.I—age of fifteen years. Omega considered beating it out of him, but truth be told, he actually liked the attention, plus it made getting sex sessions pretty easy. It was a lot like having an actual puppy—all it wanted was positive attention and it loved you forever and did whatever you wanted. Omega was perfectly content with that.
“Omegaaaaaa,” Zero whined, glancing up at him with his most pathetic look to date, his arms tightly around Omega’s torso. “Please don’t go…”
That was one thing Zero never got over, no matter what Omega said or did; the boy just could not stand being left alone. Omega gave him books, stole a gaming console, even a computer with internet access (which was rather a hilarious scene, given Zero was his own computer.) but nothing seemed to keep Zero’s mind preoccupied long enough before his deep-rooted fear of abandonment came up.
In fact, Zero was so irrational about being left behind, he often had episodes where he started screaming at Omega, claiming Omega left him and that he wasn’t stolen at all. The lie was so ingrained in Zero, nowadays, Omega started to think it was true too—Zero always was his puppy, and someone did steal him years ago. It was getting incredibly fucked up, this entire situation.
But Omega didn’t give a damn.
The most recent outbreak from Zero (which always ended with Zero in tears and Omega fucking him to make him feel better…) lead Omega to an idea. Zero might not appreciate it, but the red-eyed blond certainly thought it was a rational solution.
“I have to, puppy,” Omega petted Zero’s hair, much like he would a real puppy.
Zero held onto him tighter. “Why? How many times do you actually have to go stop this guy from finding me? Why don’t you just… disappear with me?” Zero stared at him, his wide eyes begging. “We could go off and never worry and…”
“If it was that simple, Zero, do you really think I wouldn’t have thrown you over my shoulder and done that very thing?” Omega reached into his pocket. “However, just to show you I have no intention of giving you up…”
Zero blinked as Omega looped something around his neck and cinched it securely up to his throat like a choker. He tried to look down, but was unable to see it, raising his hand to touch it. A leather choker…?
“Keep that on,” Omega smirked before dropping a kiss to Zero’s forehead. “If you do, when I get back, I’ll give you a treat.”
“A treat?”
“Mmhmm. Be good, puppy,” with that, Omega teleported out.
Zero felt along the choker, confused. His fingers hit a small metal loop, and attached to it was… a tag? Zero’s brow furrowed, and he made his way to the bedroom, his fingers fiddling with the tag and making it jingle on its loop. It’d be easier if he took it off, but Omega didn’t want him to do so…
In the bedroom, Zero went to the mirror, angling his head up and holding the little oval red tag. It took a moment to read, but once he realized what it was, he let out an indignant and pouty wail of protest.
ZERO
If lost, contact and return to OMEGA
Zero threw his hands into the air, frustrated tears stinging his eyes. He didn’t mind Omega’s nickname for him, given how rather wolf-like Omega was in nature… but an actual dog collar and tag? You put those on pets, so if they got lost or stolen then…
Zero blinked, once more glancing at the mirror and the dog tag. ‘Just to show you I have no intention of giving you up…’ Omega had said. Was this his odd way of having a physical indication Zero was his?
Putting it in that light, it wasn’t nearly as… condescending. And in that light, it was almost sweet. It made Zero blush and smile. It certainly fit with how Omega was… and besides, Zero was his ‘puppy’ and happily so.
Just so long as this was the only dog-related item he was subjected to, Zero could deal…
After the moment with the dog tag, Zero paced the house warily, wringing his hands nervously. Each step made the tag jingle softly in the stillness, and although it was a comfort on its own, the way the sound echoed eerily throughout the house made Zero want to openly weep. He was alone, completely alone in this big house, where shadows shrouded every corner. People were going to steal him from Omega again, Zero knew it, and he had no real weapon to defend himself…
Zero immediately turned back down the hall and fled to the bedroom, shutting the door and diving into the bed and hugging the pillow to his chest, curling into a ball under the thick comforter. He shivered despite the blanket, and Zero had to bite his lower lip to prevent a sob from coming from his lips. He was scared of those shadows—places he couldn’t see, places hiding people determined to take him from Omega, from the man who cared for him.
“Omega,” Zero whined softly. “Come back. Why do you keep leaving me…?”
There was no answer, just the still air and thicker silence. Zero whimpered, shutting his eyes tightly and holding the pillow closer. It smelled faintly of Omega, a musky, dominant scent that soothed Zero’s nerves slightly and he buried his face into it. He could wait… Omega always did come back.
What if…
Zero’s eyes snapped open, wide in fear. No, Omega couldn’t not come back to him! He had to come back, he always promised to, and Omega was a man of his word!
“Why are you so terrified…?”
Zero screamed, sitting up and pressing his back to the headboard in a scramble of panicked movement. His eyes darted around the room, his breathing heavy and thick with fear. Someone was here… someone was here to steal him!
“Please be calm, Zero.”
“Who’s there?” Zero demanded in a slightly shrill voice. “C-come out! At the… at the very least you c-could show yourself!”
“Will it calm you?”
“Who are you?!”
There was a shimmer in the middle of the room, and Zero watched, fearful and fascinated, as a small ball of light, crisscrossed by two hollow loops of rainbow, glowing data, faded into view. Like a fairy it floated before him, and somehow Zero felt soothed by its presence.
“Do you recognize my voice at all, Zero?” the fairy-thing asked.
Zero narrowed his eyes slightly. Something about it was soothing, yes, but it was foreign, unfamiliar. “No.”
“Maybe in time… who woke you up, Zero?” the fairy-thing cautiously came closer, and Zero glared at it, but made no move as it settled onto the edge of the bed.
“Who are you?” Zero demanded, false bravado filling him. Besides, if this little fairy—oh, wait, it was a Cyber Elf—was alone, Zero was sure he could fight off the tiny thing.
“My name is X,” the Cyber Elf said pleasantly. “We’re friends, although you may not remember, due to hibernation sickness.”
“Hibernation… sickness?”
“Yes. When a Reploid is sealed for too long, various side effects can happen… including memory loss or memory lock.” The Cyber Elf fluttered slightly. “Does my name ring a bell? We were very good friends, Zero.”
Zero stared at X warily. “I don’t recall. For all I know, you’re one of the people who stole me!”
“Stole you…? Zero, how can I steal my best friend? Who woke you up, brought you here?”
The blond shrunk away as X came a little closer. “It doesn’t matter. Go away; I don’t know who you are.”
X, although just a ball of light, gave off the impression of deep sadness, and Zero felt guilty. “I don’t mean to scare you, Zero… I just… I came to check on you and you were gone and I… I got so worried. It was amazing I found you at all…”
Zero frowned. Maybe Omega knew this X person…? “Well, I’m okay. But you don’t want to stick around… my keeper will get mad.”
“Your…” X gave the impression of blinking in a confused manner. “…keeper?”
Zero nodded firmly, although he knew better than to give a name. “He’ll be back soon,” Zero lied. He had no idea when Omega would come home. “So you better go.”
The Elf hesitated, then floated back into the air. “Zero, believe me when I say we know each other. Please give me a chance to speak with you again, so maybe you’ll remember…”
Zero pursed his lips together in thought. This X knew his name, knew he was sealed. But was he a friend, or one of the thieves…? Yet his presence was soothing, and thus far, only Omega’s possessiveness felt safe, but this X was a different type of safe…
“He leaves every other day,” Zero said. “When he gets back varies.”
“You’re willing to talk to me next time?”
“Maybe.”
There was an impression of a smile. “Thank you, Zero… I really have missed you.” Before the blond could reply, the Cyber Elf faded from sight.
Zero clutched the blanket close. He knew he should tell Omega, but something, deep down and in the back of his mind, said he should keep quiet…
~*~
Omega was ready when Zero leapt at him from the bed, catching the smaller blond and actually staying on his feet this time around. Zero wrapped arms and legs around him, clinging to him with the widest, cutest smile in the universe.
“Welcome home!” Zero greeted happily before burying his face into Omega’s chest.
Omega felt his anger bleed out of him as he carried Zero back to the bed, setting him down carefully. Weil had pissed him off to no end today, yet Zero’s enthusiastic reaction to his return eased the hot rage, cooling it down with his innocent smile and shining eyes. No one could legally be this adorable.
“You’re happy,” Omega noted gruffly. Despite how being around Zero lifted his spirits, today was particularly dismal.
“You’re home,” Zero replied, sitting on his knees in the middle of the mattress as Omega sat heavily on the edge. The happy edge of Zero’s voice and expression fell. “Omega?”
“Shitastic day,” Omega muttered, unlatching his helmet and throwing it to the floor carelessly. Zero frowned, and then scurried off the bed to the adjoined bathroom as Omega worked on getting his boots off.
Zero returned from the bathroom, hopping back onto the bed behind Omega. When the red-eyed blond glanced over his shoulder at him, eyebrow raised, Zero lifted the brush in plain view and smiled. Omega shrugged, leaning back slightly and tilting his head back. A happy little noise came from behind him, and Omega could not resist the smirk as Zero gleefully brushed his hair, running his fingers through reverently as if it were something to be worshipped. Ironic was the fact Omega’s hair was, originally, Zero’s…
Zero hummed a little tune to himself as he ran the brush through Omega’s beautiful hair, admiring its shimmer despite the obvious hard day his keeper had. No matter what Omega did (and to an extent, Zero himself) his hair was always in perfect condition. The only reason Omega bothered washing it during showers was simply for Zero’s amusement, who took blissful glee in taking care of the taller blond’s hair for him.
“I wish I was so simply made happy,” Omega murmured to himself as Zero continued to hum and comb his hair, although in reality, Omega loved the sensation. Normally he just threw his helmet on and cared little for the nigh-indestructible trail of gold he had, but the first day Zero insisted and won over brushing it, Omega was more than content to let him have his adorable little way about it.
Zero eventually abandoned the brush, opting to run his fingers through the strands. He lightly tugged on a few pieces of hair, and Omega leaned back against him. Zero blinked, blushing lightly as he wrapped his arms around Omega’s middle and rested his chin on his keeper’s shoulder.
Omega felt the dog collar against his shoulder and smirked. “Like my little present, puppy?”
Zero’s blush deepened. “As long as you don’t mean to… well, be mean…”
“Would I ever do that to you?” Despite that I’ve done it before.
“I kept it on,” Zero said quietly. He shyly glanced at Omega, who turned his head to look at him. “Do I… get my treat…?”
“Oh yes…” Omega grinned, and Zero immediately recognized the near predatory look. “My puppy was good, mm…?”
“Y-yes…” Zero’s blush deepened as Omega turned in his arms, climbing further on the bed. Zero leaned and scooted back as Omega crawled on top of him, between his legs.
Omega’s eyes were already dark in their desire as they swept over Zero’s body, and Zero was already trembling. Sex with Omega was always a pleasant experience, but there was something very different in Omega’s expression, and Zero was both afraid and eager to know what was crossing his keeper’s mind.
Omega’s fingers found the zipper of Zero’s vest, tugging it down slowly as his lips brushed Zero’s own. Excitement coursed through the smaller blond’s body, unable to resist Omega’s touch, his look and desirable aura, and Zero leaned the rest of the distance for a kiss. The moment their lips met Omega’s lust roared into motion and although his hands remained slow and sensuous, his kiss was devouring and hot, his tongue spearing between Zero’s lips as he pushed the vest off, teeth nipping Zero’s lips as he grasped Zero’s lower armor. It was gone within seconds, and Omega’s bruising kiss left Zero already writhing and moaning beneath him.
Omega’s lips moved over Zero’s as he pulled the sleeker blond closer, left hand finding the zipper of Zero’s undersuit under the leather collar. Between heated, rough kisses Zero was moaning, arching his back as the zipper was pulled down. As it descended, Omega calmed his kisses, changing from fast-paced and intense to slow and almost lazy. Once the zipper reached its end at the small of Zero’s back, Omega pulled away, smiling down at his pretty pet, whose face was red and already panting heavily.
One thing Omega enjoyed above the actual sex act with Zero, was stripping him. There was something sinfully provocative, erotically simple and alluringly arousing in the act of slowly peeling Zero’s undersuit off his lithe body, exposing pale, pristine skin. The whisper of fabric pulling off Zero’s body was a melody to Omega’s ears, his eyes feasting on a body that was never meant to be under him. Regardless of his possession, there was just something forbidden about Zero’s young body that drove Omega to a near frenzy. It was so wrong, utterly and completely taboo, and that’s why Omega was so driven to do it.
When Zero was free of all clothing, left under Omega’s eyes completely naked and exposed except for the jingling collar, the crimson-eyed blond growled fiercely. Zero’s body tensed, the small but defined muscles flexing beneath soft skin and screamed to be nibbled on, licked and touched in ways it shouldn’t be, by someone who had no right.
Omega began to undo his own clothes, Zero knowing better than to assist when Omega’s eyes took on that dangerously hungry look. Despite his desire to hide himself, Zero swallowed and lifted his arms above his head, crossing his wrists and arching his back. The action made Omega growl again, his eyes narrow and his nostrils flare; Zero added to the alluring display by parting his legs wider and looking away from Omega’s eyes, completely and utterly submissive, just as Omega taught him.
A louder rumble came from the back of Omega’s throat and he ground his teeth, resisting the urge to grab Zero, turn him around and take him then and there. Hurriedly Omega stripped himself, and once he was naked he practically pounced on Zero, whose yelp only stoked Omega’s desire. His teeth bit into Zero’s neck demandingly above the collar, and Zero tilted his head again, exposing more of his throat as commanded. A pleased purr issued from the man on top of him, and Omega ran his tongue over the rough bite.
“Such a good puppy,” Omega moaned huskily, making Zero shiver. “Such a good, good puppy…”
Omega’s tongue danced along Zero’s neck, tracing the ridges and the edge of the collar as it slowly descended down to his collarbone, where teeth joined the waltz and nibbled on the skin there, Omega’s half-lidded eyes glancing up to Zero’s face. Zero’s mouth hung slightly open, his chest heaving with his quickened breaths, and never before did black seem so sexy then when set on such an innocent face, glistening with desire. Omega felt his possessiveness flare, staring into Zero’s eyes and knowing only he could make the boy look so lustful, so enraptured, his body a quivering vessel of desire and pleasure.
Omega’s mouth travelled further south, making Zero grasp and look down at Omega, temporarily forgetting the rule of submission. His body trembled as Omega’s tongue traced the edges of his chest muscles, slowly dancing its way to his left nipple, the nub already hardening before Omega even reached it. Zero closed his eyes tightly, tossing his head back against the mattress when at last Omega’s tongue ran over the sensitive flesh, his warm, damp lips enclosing it and pulling it gently into his mouth with careful suckling. Zero gasped, eyes rolling back behind his eyelids and his hips wiggling under Omega sensually. He could not keep still, could not keep quiet, as Omega’s teeth gently clamped onto his nipple; when Omega applied pressure, Zero let out a soft wail, his hips bucking upwards.
Omega’s hands grasped Zero’s hips, stilling them, but still his little lover squirmed under him and his mouth’s dominance. Zero’s face was a deep red, and when his eyes opened a crack, they were shining in their innocent desire as they stared at Omega, whose tongue swirled around the nipple once more before releasing it from the warm cavity of his mouth.
“Still too rowdy for that, I see,” Omega purred, nibbling on a ridge of a small, defined muscle of Zero’s chest.
“I-I…” Zero swallowed, his voice already raspy. “S-sorry…”
“That’s all right, puppy; I’ll break you in yet. But for now, we’ll go with the… more controlled treat.”
Omega sat up, leaning forward and gently brushing his lips against Zero’s cheek as one arm snaked around him, holding him still. The smaller blond could not stop shivering, unable to resist the allure of staring into Omega’s eyes and seeing just how desired he was. In those blood-colored depths, Zero saw that Omega only had eyes for him, and it made his young heart flutter happily. Zero turned his head, a whispered plea passing between his lips, and Omega kissed him in that slow, sensual, burning way that left Zero’s head spinning and unable to think.
Control fled Zero utterly when he felt Omega’s other hand touch his harden arousal, and his mouth opened wider as he gasped loudly. Omega opened his mouth wider to envelope Zero’s, his hand grasping the boy’s hardness firmly, stroking up slowly from the base. Zero whined against Omega’s kiss, dropping his arms to wrap around Omega’s neck and his hips bucked up into that teasing hand, the sensation of direct contact electrifying. Since the first time, when Zero was woken up, Omega had not touched him during sex, and now after so long of not feeling it, Zero was ready to scream at the undeniable pleasure of it. This was definitely a treat…
Omega’s lips left his and he pulled back, hand twisting as it moved up and down Zero’s length. A wide smile was on his face as Zero writhed under his touch, whining and gasping, his cheeks so wonderfully red and his eyes beautifully clouded over. Small droplets of sweat were forming on Zero’s brow as he panted between near-screams, his hold around Omega’s neck tightening as he tried to bring his keeper in for a kiss, but Omega resisted. He had never seen Zero’s expression when he came, and truth be told, he was curious.
“O-Ome…” Zero whined, eyes clenching closed and he hissed through his teeth as his body betrayed his mind. He wanted to be more still, more calm and less ‘rowdy’ but his hips demanded to thrust into Omega’s hand, his head wanting nothing more than to toss side to side.
His slender legs wrapped around Omega’s waist, although Omega was certain to keep himself from thrusting into Zero’s inviting warmth. Zero’s fingers dug into Omega’s shoulders, his gasping moans becoming heavy sobs and cries as Omega moved his hand even faster, once in a while squeezing him.
A final stroke with a firm squeeze made Zero scream, arching his back and tossing his head side to side as tears of relief streaked down his reddened face, his essence spurting out and hitting Omega’s abdomen with a splatter. The tag’s jingling from Zero’s trembling body was soon the only sound in the room heard between heated gasps and deep breaths, and Zero opened his eyes shyly.
Omega leaned back, a satisfied smirk on his face as Zero fell back onto the mattress listlessly. He allowed Zero a few moments to catch his breath, for his body to calm its quivering, before inclining his head back slightly and giving Zero his demanding, dominating gaze.
“You made quite the mess…” Omega murmured, pointing down where streams of Zero’s cum were slowly trickling down his stomach, collecting near his own rigidness. “And puppy must always clean his own messes…”
Zero’s blush deepened, but Omega’s stern stare spurned the smaller blond into motion. He sat up and moved closer to Omega, quickly pressing his lips against his keeper’s shyly. Omega’s look did not change, and Zero swallowed as he stared down at the mess he made. He knew what Omega wanted, but that didn’t make it any less embarrassing.
Growls from Omega made Zero hurriedly bend over, but when his mouth was close to the white splatter, he paused again. Swallowing his prudeness, having to remind himself that Omega was the leader of their pack of two and if he wanted it he deserved it, Zero’s little tongue peeked out from between his lips, swiping up his own seed off Omega’s skin.
Omega leaned back onto his palms, watching Zero lustfully as the smaller blond licked his stomach clean. The red-eyed Reploid purred when, without needing to be goaded, Zero moved closer to his jutting hardness, licking up each drop, his face burning with a blush the entire time. Zero cautiously grasped Omega at the base, tilting the rigid organ away so he could get to the last of the mess.
“Lick it,” Omega commanded, voice soft yet stern. “Prove how much you missed me today, puppy.”
Zero let out a small, embarrassed whine. Although Omega had hinted before he wanted that attention, he never demanded for it til now. Before, Zero could stammer his way out of it, but now Omega commanded him to do it, and Zero could not, would not, bear the shame of displeasing his keeper…
Thinking of how to go about this, and making sure he pleased Omega, Zero first obeyed the command, licking it from base to tip much like a cone of ice cream. His tongue travelled up and down, turning his head to making sure he licked every centimeter of it, encouraged by the breathy moans Omega emitted. Once his lips were back at the tip, Zero shocked Omega by drawing it into his mouth, closing his lips over it and give it an experimental suck. The sensation made Omega hiss and his hands landed on Zero’s head, although he resisted the urge to buck.
Taking the reaction as a positive one, Zero drew more of Omega into his mouth, closing his eyes and tried not to let his prudish nature ruin this for his keeper. Omega’s hissing gave way to soft, pleased groans, and Zero’s confidence soared at the little sounds; he was doing well, and making Omega happy. Recalling his earlier research he had done while Omega was out, Zero took a deep breath in with his nose, then practically dropped his head down. Omega gripped a handful of his hair, jerking his head up when Zero gagged hard, choking on the larger hardness enough to make tears spring up to his eyes. Once it was out of his mouth, Zero sputtered and raised a hand to his throat. Did he angle it wrong?
“What are you doing, puppy?” Omega growled. “Don’t do something you don’t think you can handle—if you had bitten me I would have been angry as all hell.”
Zero took in a deep breath, coughing a little as he tugged in vain at the collar still around his neck. “I-I thought I could do it… i-it looked easy.”
“Looked…? Where the hell did you look to find a picture of someone deepthroating a dick?” Omega raised an eyebrow at him.
Zero realized his mistake and let out a small wail of embarrassment, covering his face with his palms. He completely ruined it! “I-I-I… the computer… with the internet that you got me… I wanted t-to… to please you better so I… I looked up some stuff and—”
“You looked at porn?” Omega’s voice held no anger, completely filled with aghast. “Zero! You looked at pornography?”
“It was a help site!”
“It’s porn!” Omega facepalmed himself. Is this what parents felt like when their kids stumbled across something they did not need to see? “Zero, why do you need to look at that crap? You have me. If you were curious, I’d be more than happy to teach you sexy techniques.”
Zero peeked from between his fingers, mumbling, “I wanted to surprise you…”
“You’ve surprised me,” Omega rolled his eyes before reaching over, grasping Zero’s wrists and pulling his hands from his face. “You know, you’re too cute,” Omega grinned.
Relief made Zero want to sob and he fell into Omega’s arms. “You’re not mad at me?”
“Naw. It’s pretty damn funny.” Omega kissed Zero’s temple before disengaging the boy, winking at him. “Now be a good puppy and go fetch the tube, I think we left it in the bathroom.”
Omega pinched Zero’s bottom as he scrambled off the bed, making the smaller blond yelp and hurry away faster. While he was bust scouring the bathroom, Omega arranged the pillows and tucked the bag he had dropped earlier under the bed—it’ll come in handy in the morning.
Zero returned, the tube in his hand and he shyly climbed into the bed. Although he knew by now Omega’s methods of the intimate act, and although he enjoyed the closeness they shared, Zero still felt somewhat deprived from their normal position. He never could look back and watch Omega’s pleasured face for long before his arms began to strain, and kisses are nigh impossible. One day Zero would have to ask for a different position… As it was, he owed Omega complete compliance for his earlier blunder.
Before Omega uttered a word, Zero grabbed another pillow and placed it on top of the one Omega already positioned and placed himself on his forearms and knees, bottom raised and offered to Omega in the typical submissive fashion. The pleased purr Zero heard made him smile and Zero hugged the top pillow close, resting his head on it and waiting.
Omega popped the tube open, squirting out a generous amount onto his fingers. One thing that fascinated him was, unlike humans and most other Reploids, Zero’s sexual system never allowed his body to lose its virginal qualities. He was always sensitive, always tight, and always screamed; it was something Omega could never get tired of. Of course, he always had to prepare Zero’s body adequately—no use raping the boy when he could wait a few minutes and always having a willing body to thrust into at the end of each day.
A nagging feeling came over Omega and he immediately shoved it aside. Thinking was for outside the bedroom—in it, all that mattered was just how tempting Zero’s perfectly round, smooth bottom looked while it waited for him. A perverted grin spread across Omega’s face as he inserted two slippery fingers into Zero’s puckered entrance, and immediately Zero tightened and moaned into the pillow he clutched. The larger blond sat up and bent over Zero as his fingers worked him, Zero’s hips already dancing at the sensations his fingers caused.
Omega’s lips brushed Zero’s shoulder before they caressed Zero’s ear, whispering in a low, husky voice, “Do you want me, puppy…?”
Zero whined before he turned his head slightly to face Omega. “Y-yes… I-I always do…”
Omega’s smile looked different than usual, but Zero still returned it, especially when Omega leaned forward more to kiss him. Sure he was well lubricated, Omega withdrew from Zero’s lips and sat back, emptying the rest of the tube’s contents into his palm and rubbing it all over himself. Tossing the tube aside, Omega seized Zero’s hips and guided himself to his entrance, gently and teasingly poking it with the tip of himself, making Zero wiggle in anticipation.
“You were a good puppy today,” Omega said fondly. “So as part of your treat, you get to tell me just how fast or hard you want it tonight.”
Zero’s face immediately darkened with a blush and he pushed himself up onto his hands, looking over his shoulder. “O-Omega…”
“Don’t worry, no matter what you’ll pick, I’ll get us both off,” the perverted grin returned, and Zero’s blush deepened.
“I-I…” Zero swallowed. “I’d like… like it to be slow, a-at least at the start…”
Omega was expecting as such, and he reached down with his clean hand, petting Zero’s head affectionately. “You just scream in that lovely way you do when you change your mind.”
Before anything more could be said, Omega carefully and slowly pushed his way inside of Zero, the smaller blond already mewling and arching his back at the wonderful sensation of being slowly filled. As long as Omega took his time, there was no pain or discomfort, and Zero willingly spread his legs wider and braced himself on his hands, tilting his head back with his eyes closed. Once fully inside, Omega wiggled his hips playfully, giving Zero’s left butt cheek a gentle pinch before leisurely withdrawing.
Zero’s face was beet-red as Omega slid in and out of him so carefully and slowly, hearing the slick slides of lubricated skin on skin, the light pop-like sound each time Omega sheathed himself fully and deeply in Zero’s eager, quivering body. His arms shook with the effort to keep his upper body up, and again Zero looked over his shoulder, watching in fascination as Omega’s face reflected the deep pleasure he felt in taking Zero in such an intimate manner. The look and slight tinge of a blush on Omega’s face riled Zero’s own passion, making the smaller blond gasp at the next thrust in.
Zero whined Omega’s name, and Omega leaned forward with a knowing smile. One hand still grasping Zero’s hip, the other arm winding around him, Omega brushed his lips against Zero’s cheek, not quite able to reach his own. The effort was enough, however, to bring Zero’s desire up another notch, and he pushed his hips back against Omega’s. The wet smack of skin made them both moan, and Omega sat back away from him.
His arms could no longer support his weight and Zero let his upper body fall to the pillows under him. He raised his hips higher, crying out as Omega’s next push in had him press against that spot that made electricity flare up Zero’s spine, leaving his body tingling.
“More,” Zero whimpered. “Faster…”
Omega grinned cheekily down at him before increasing the speed, the sounds of sex filling the room as assuredly as their moans and gasps. Zero clutched at the pillows, his body clenching at Omega each time he struck that spot. Each clench made Omega lose more and more of his sense, and without waiting for Zero’s permission, he raised the boy’s hips a bit higher before pounding into him mercilessly.
By now Zero’s body was well used to the sensation of being filled, and the slamming only raised Zero’s vocalizations from gasps and pants to cries and screams. Each shove inside shook his smaller body, forcing his face into the pillow, yet the things did nothing to dilute Zero’s cries of rapture, the only sounds heard over them were Omega’s own loud grunts and the slaps of lubricated skin hitting skin.
He could not resist the want of orgasm, and so Zero reached down and he grasped his own bouncing hardness in his hand, jerking his hand up and down the length as fast as he could. When Omega realized the origin of Zero’s renewed, louder screams, he let out a pleased growl and his grip on Zero’s hips increased, his pace relentless. Zero’s throat was beginning to feel hoarse, but he couldn’t stop crying out at each strike into him, could not stop the pumping of his own hand or the way his hips danced under Omega. He begged for more, eyes rolling back as his cheek pressed against the pillow, tears of delight falling from his eyes, his cheeks redder than his vest.
Omega snarled at Zero’s pleas and began to jerk the sleeker blond’s hips back onto himself as he thrust forward; that along with his own self pleasure was too much for Zero. His grip on himself tightened, his entire body clenching as Zero shrieked in rapture, warmth spurting out of him and onto the mattress beneath him as the pressure that had been building in his abdomen released suddenly, electrical currents flying throughout his body and making his head spin. For several incredible seconds, Zero could only see white.
It was typical for Zero to finish first, and as he attempted to let himself fall to the bed limply Omega held his hips up and still moved within him, Zero’s body now hypersensitive and making him moan deeply. Omega expected to simply have to work himself to release, now that Zero was done, but he snorted in surprise and even stopped inside of Zero completely as his small lover suddenly pushed himself up, his back against Omega’s chest, arms lifting up to wrap around Omega’s head and forcing the blond to bend his neck slightly to Zero’s shoulder.
Zero further shocked him by kissing him heatedly, mouth already opened and waiting for Omega’s tongue. Despite being unable to reach in as deeply, Omega resumed his thrusts with the new angle, moaning in pleasure and surprise as the sensation, the position much like their very first time. His arms encircled Zero completely and he kissed him deeper, slowing down but still pushing in hard.
Zero’s fingers tangled in Omega’s hair as he moaned into his keeper’s mouth, pushing back as Omega pushed forward and clenching him as he tried to slide up. Omega’s eyes rolled back, one hand reaching down and stroking Zero’s arousal, bringing the smaller blond into another erotic frenzy.
One final, beautifully tight clench from Zero brought Omega to his long-awaited release, and he hit it with a deep, feral growl and a punishing slam back into Zero’s body as he emptied himself. Zero wailed, feeling Omega’s essence shoot into him, a hot, foreign yet beloved sensation. Their bodies locked, pressed tightly together, lips refusing to leave the other’s, for minutes on end. Finally Zero’s shaking arms managed to let go of Omega’s head and he fell back onto his chest with a thump on the pillows, panting hard. Omega’s descent to the mattress was much more graceful, landing on his hands on either side of Zero’s head. With a rumbling growl he bent down, lips brushing along Zero’s back and shoulders.
“I’ll train you yet,” Omega murmured against Zero’s skin, tongue licking at Zero’s shoulder bone for no reason other than he could.
Zero whispered gibberish, throat too hoarse to properly speak, but Omega didn’t mind. Still inside of him, the taller blond wrapped an arm around Zero’s torso and maneuvered their bodies so that he spooned Zero, but remained in him. His seed slowly found spaces between their skin to leak out, but he hardly cared as he held Zero possessively close.
“So then,” Omega nibbled Zero’s ear. “I’ll give you your first real sexual lesson tomorrow, mmm…?”
Zero blushed, unable to speak. Despite his embarrassment, he looked forward to it, for he would do anything to be closer, more beloved, by his keeper. He was fairly sure Omega loved him as he loved Omega.
Fairly sure.
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Zero shifted the waist area of his new under suit, his old one fully in tatters around him. Omega had a gleeful time of shredding it off of him, much to Zero’s fear, but the taller blond had smoothed out his hair and kissed him soothingly, saying he got carried away again.
“No, you’ll keep that off,” Omega plucked the helmet from Zero’s hands. “Not unless you’re in combat, and if things go my way, you’ll never have to fight.”
Zero dropped his eyes shyly from his keeper, crossing his arms over his chest. However, he could not keep his eyes off the tall mirror they stood in front of them, could not help but marvel not just at their height difference, but just how… remarkably alike they looked.
“O-Omega?” Zero murmured, uncrossing his arms to wring his hands nervously. Despite the fact Omega was his keeper, there was a tinge of fear associated to his name that Zero didn’t understand. Aside from the awkward sex, Omega had been kind to him, so why was Zero afraid? Was there a memory so powerful about Omega, so scary, it still lingered despite his captors’ attempts to erase them?
“Yes, puppy?”
“Why is it…” Zero pointed at the mirror, and Omega looked at it, his helmet obscuring some of his face. “Why is it we look so alike? I-I mean, it’s not a… a bad thing, but isn’t it… a little… strange you’d want to…” at this point, Zero blushed hard. “To… have me when I look a lot like you?”
“Would me telling you I’m a narcissist work?” Omega smirked at Zero’s half-hearted glare. “Puppy gonna growl at me?”
“N-no…” Zero dropped his eyes.
“You were supposed to be my son.”
“Wh…” Zero’s eyes widened and he took a step back from Omega, who glanced at him with a totally serious face. “Your son?! You… you’d have sex with your son?”
Omega’s eye twitched twice before a hiss escaped his lips, which were quirking into a devious smile. Zero’s horrified face fell as Omega’s hissing gave way to full on laughter, and seeing he was being teased, Zero immediately pouted.
“That…” Omega bent over, holding his stomach as he laughed. “That… was priceless! Oh god, Zero, the look you gave me…!”
Zero’s pouting ceased. “Is my name Zero?” he asked, slightly in awe. Omega only had, thus far, referred to him as ‘puppy’ or ‘his’, and Zero feared he had no name.
“Hm?” Omega recovered from the laughing bout smoothly, standing to his full height. “Yes, it is. I thought you remembered.”
“N-no…” again the shorter blond looked away in shame. “I don’t… remember anything. I…”
“Tch,” Omega shook his head before patting Zero’s. “That’s a good thing, to be sure. I don’t wanna know what those bastards did to you when they stole you.”
Zero glanced up at Omega shyly, with wide, innocent eyes. Somehow their session hadn’t broken it, and Omega wondered if he wanted to try shattering it. It was endearing though…
“You’re very special, you know,” Omega said. “I can’t tell you how, cause really I dunno the details, but it doesn’t matter. That specialness is mine again, you’re mine, and no one else will steal you from me. As for appearance, so what? You’re too fucking adorable as it is.”
“I-I just wondered if there was a reason…”
“Meh, who cares. All that should matter to you now is me.” Omega twirled some of Zero’s hair tightly around his fingers, bending down and kissing Zero a bit harshly on the mouth.
Zero gasped as the burning feeling, and Omega’s tongue filled his mouth. It was bizarre, Omega’s taste, something Zero never noticed before, but it was like spicy candy. Sweet enough to want more, but it burned and seared nearly painfully. Sugar-coated sin. Something about this was wrong, Zero felt deep down, but right now he felt safe and wanted, so he wrapped his arms around Omega and stood on his toes, returning the kiss to the best of his naïve ability.
Omega swept Zero off his feet, hooking the shorter blond’s legs around his hips and cupped his round bottom in his palms, carrying him out of the dressing room and into the bedroom. There Omega dropped Zero, ending the kiss abruptly and making Zero cry out and whine in protest.
“Unfortunately, my pretty puppy…” Omega murmured, gently pushing aside some of Zero’s hair from his face. “I have to go. There’s someone I have to make sure never finds you. This house should be enough for you. Keep it clean. I’ll be back late tonight, and I expect you to be here.” His eyes narrowed at the last statement, as if daring Zero to escape.
But why would he? Omega’s home was Zero’s home, not a prison. Zero nodded, eyes wide and trembling, lower lip shaking. He didn’t want to be alone again…
“Such a pretty, pretty face…” Omega muttered, bending down and kissing Zero again, his hair falling over his shoulder and forming a curtain around Zero. “Be good for me, puppy, and stay inside.”
“Yes, Omega,” Zero whispered reverently. “Please come back soon. I don’t want to be alone, please…”
Omega grinned. “You have an adorable begging voice… don’t worry. I’ll be back when I can.”
One more burning, sweet kiss and Zero found himself alone, Omega teleporting out of the house directly.
~*~
By the time Omega returned, it was incredibly late. He didn’t want to frighten Zero by teleporting straight into the bedroom—the boy was skittish enough as it was—so Omega opted to materialize in the living room. As expected, all the lights were off, save for the bedroom.
Omega frowned, wondering why Zero was still awake. He needed plenty of rest—although the brat just woke up from a century-long nap, he didn’t just have instant full energy upon awakening. Omega cracked open the door, half expecting Zero to have fallen asleep with the light on. Instead, he found the blond curled up tightly in the middle of the room, a sheet wrapped around him, a pillow in his arms and providing a soft buffer between his head and knees. By the way Zero’s shoulders were shaking, Omega could only think he was crying. Why was he crying?
Omega opened the door further and stepped inside. “What’s wrong, puppy?” he asked.
Zero gasped, jerking his face from the pillow. The moment he registered Omega, a happy sound escaped him and he launched into action. Omega staggered back into the hallway, falling hard on his back as Zero tackled him, holding on to Omega as if his life depended on it.
Omega grimaced as his back did not appreciate the affection. “I told you I’d be back, Zero.”
“I was alone,” Zero whispered, burying his face into Omega’s chest, “for a long time. I got scared, this place is big and I don’t know it and… and I missed you.”
Missed me? This was becoming more and more twisted, and it was only day one still. “You’re safe here, puppy. I told you that.”
“I know…” Zero whined, clinging tighter to Omega as the taller Reploid stood, picking Zero up and carrying him back to the bedroom. “I just… got lonely.”
Omega couldn’t help smirking. Day one and he was Zero’s world. This was getting better and better. “I’m sorry, puppy. How about I make it up to you, hm?” he settled Zero onto the bed.
Zero trembled, anticipating and fearing what was coming next. “Please?” he whispered, black eyes imploring.
He was too damn cute, and Omega could not resist those full lips any longer, descending upon them with a ravishing kiss. He crawled into the bed, wrapping Zero up into his arms and deepening the kiss, making the smaller blond moan and cling to him again.
The kiss broke, leaving Zero panting and blushing as Omega’s lips trailed along his jaw, up to his ear where he whispered gibberish as his hands massaged Zero’s thighs. Zero waited for those hands to go elsewhere, already blushing harder, but instead Omega’s arms encircled his waist and he pressed up to Zero’s back, laying them down.
“Sleep,” Omega commanded, already closing his eyes as he nuzzled the top of Zero’s head. “I’ll stay right here til you wake up, hm?”
“Sleep?” Zero squeaked, turning his head to look at Omega.
Red eyes peered down at him, an eyebrow rising in teasing annoyance. “Yes… sleep. Close your eyes, puppy, and go to sleep.”
“I-I thought…”
“We can fuck in the morning if you want. But I’m tired.” Omega pillowed his chin on Zero’s head. “Now, good night, puppy.”
Zero’s face was a deep red as Omega leaned over him and turned the lamp off. “Good night, Omega.”
~*~
Zero was definitely something to get used to, Omega learned, once he was more comfortable and able to be ‘himself.’ He did what Omega said readily enough, but Zero had no concept of borders or personal space, hanging off Omega at each given chance. Given Omega had no shame, it wasn’t exactly a bad thing, but when Zero liked to jump on his back out of the shadows, Omega had to suppress his battle programming to not throw his pet off and stab him to death.
He wasn’t expecting Zero to be so clingy, even if it was perfectly fitting his body’s—and apparently, A.I—age of fifteen years. Omega considered beating it out of him, but truth be told, he actually liked the attention, plus it made getting sex sessions pretty easy. It was a lot like having an actual puppy—all it wanted was positive attention and it loved you forever and did whatever you wanted. Omega was perfectly content with that.
“Omegaaaaaa,” Zero whined, glancing up at him with his most pathetic look to date, his arms tightly around Omega’s torso. “Please don’t go…”
That was one thing Zero never got over, no matter what Omega said or did; the boy just could not stand being left alone. Omega gave him books, stole a gaming console, even a computer with internet access (which was rather a hilarious scene, given Zero was his own computer.) but nothing seemed to keep Zero’s mind preoccupied long enough before his deep-rooted fear of abandonment came up.
In fact, Zero was so irrational about being left behind, he often had episodes where he started screaming at Omega, claiming Omega left him and that he wasn’t stolen at all. The lie was so ingrained in Zero, nowadays, Omega started to think it was true too—Zero always was his puppy, and someone did steal him years ago. It was getting incredibly fucked up, this entire situation.
But Omega didn’t give a damn.
The most recent outbreak from Zero (which always ended with Zero in tears and Omega fucking him to make him feel better…) lead Omega to an idea. Zero might not appreciate it, but the red-eyed blond certainly thought it was a rational solution.
“I have to, puppy,” Omega petted Zero’s hair, much like he would a real puppy.
Zero held onto him tighter. “Why? How many times do you actually have to go stop this guy from finding me? Why don’t you just… disappear with me?” Zero stared at him, his wide eyes begging. “We could go off and never worry and…”
“If it was that simple, Zero, do you really think I wouldn’t have thrown you over my shoulder and done that very thing?” Omega reached into his pocket. “However, just to show you I have no intention of giving you up…”
Zero blinked as Omega looped something around his neck and cinched it securely up to his throat like a choker. He tried to look down, but was unable to see it, raising his hand to touch it. A leather choker…?
“Keep that on,” Omega smirked before dropping a kiss to Zero’s forehead. “If you do, when I get back, I’ll give you a treat.”
“A treat?”
“Mmhmm. Be good, puppy,” with that, Omega teleported out.
Zero felt along the choker, confused. His fingers hit a small metal loop, and attached to it was… a tag? Zero’s brow furrowed, and he made his way to the bedroom, his fingers fiddling with the tag and making it jingle on its loop. It’d be easier if he took it off, but Omega didn’t want him to do so…
In the bedroom, Zero went to the mirror, angling his head up and holding the little oval red tag. It took a moment to read, but once he realized what it was, he let out an indignant and pouty wail of protest.
ZERO
If lost, contact and return to OMEGA
Zero threw his hands into the air, frustrated tears stinging his eyes. He didn’t mind Omega’s nickname for him, given how rather wolf-like Omega was in nature… but an actual dog collar and tag? You put those on pets, so if they got lost or stolen then…
Zero blinked, once more glancing at the mirror and the dog tag. ‘Just to show you I have no intention of giving you up…’ Omega had said. Was this his odd way of having a physical indication Zero was his?
Putting it in that light, it wasn’t nearly as… condescending. And in that light, it was almost sweet. It made Zero blush and smile. It certainly fit with how Omega was… and besides, Zero was his ‘puppy’ and happily so.
Just so long as this was the only dog-related item he was subjected to, Zero could deal…
After the moment with the dog tag, Zero paced the house warily, wringing his hands nervously. Each step made the tag jingle softly in the stillness, and although it was a comfort on its own, the way the sound echoed eerily throughout the house made Zero want to openly weep. He was alone, completely alone in this big house, where shadows shrouded every corner. People were going to steal him from Omega again, Zero knew it, and he had no real weapon to defend himself…
Zero immediately turned back down the hall and fled to the bedroom, shutting the door and diving into the bed and hugging the pillow to his chest, curling into a ball under the thick comforter. He shivered despite the blanket, and Zero had to bite his lower lip to prevent a sob from coming from his lips. He was scared of those shadows—places he couldn’t see, places hiding people determined to take him from Omega, from the man who cared for him.
“Omega,” Zero whined softly. “Come back. Why do you keep leaving me…?”
There was no answer, just the still air and thicker silence. Zero whimpered, shutting his eyes tightly and holding the pillow closer. It smelled faintly of Omega, a musky, dominant scent that soothed Zero’s nerves slightly and he buried his face into it. He could wait… Omega always did come back.
What if…
Zero’s eyes snapped open, wide in fear. No, Omega couldn’t not come back to him! He had to come back, he always promised to, and Omega was a man of his word!
“Why are you so terrified…?”
Zero screamed, sitting up and pressing his back to the headboard in a scramble of panicked movement. His eyes darted around the room, his breathing heavy and thick with fear. Someone was here… someone was here to steal him!
“Please be calm, Zero.”
“Who’s there?” Zero demanded in a slightly shrill voice. “C-come out! At the… at the very least you c-could show yourself!”
“Will it calm you?”
“Who are you?!”
There was a shimmer in the middle of the room, and Zero watched, fearful and fascinated, as a small ball of light, crisscrossed by two hollow loops of rainbow, glowing data, faded into view. Like a fairy it floated before him, and somehow Zero felt soothed by its presence.
“Do you recognize my voice at all, Zero?” the fairy-thing asked.
Zero narrowed his eyes slightly. Something about it was soothing, yes, but it was foreign, unfamiliar. “No.”
“Maybe in time… who woke you up, Zero?” the fairy-thing cautiously came closer, and Zero glared at it, but made no move as it settled onto the edge of the bed.
“Who are you?” Zero demanded, false bravado filling him. Besides, if this little fairy—oh, wait, it was a Cyber Elf—was alone, Zero was sure he could fight off the tiny thing.
“My name is X,” the Cyber Elf said pleasantly. “We’re friends, although you may not remember, due to hibernation sickness.”
“Hibernation… sickness?”
“Yes. When a Reploid is sealed for too long, various side effects can happen… including memory loss or memory lock.” The Cyber Elf fluttered slightly. “Does my name ring a bell? We were very good friends, Zero.”
Zero stared at X warily. “I don’t recall. For all I know, you’re one of the people who stole me!”
“Stole you…? Zero, how can I steal my best friend? Who woke you up, brought you here?”
The blond shrunk away as X came a little closer. “It doesn’t matter. Go away; I don’t know who you are.”
X, although just a ball of light, gave off the impression of deep sadness, and Zero felt guilty. “I don’t mean to scare you, Zero… I just… I came to check on you and you were gone and I… I got so worried. It was amazing I found you at all…”
Zero frowned. Maybe Omega knew this X person…? “Well, I’m okay. But you don’t want to stick around… my keeper will get mad.”
“Your…” X gave the impression of blinking in a confused manner. “…keeper?”
Zero nodded firmly, although he knew better than to give a name. “He’ll be back soon,” Zero lied. He had no idea when Omega would come home. “So you better go.”
The Elf hesitated, then floated back into the air. “Zero, believe me when I say we know each other. Please give me a chance to speak with you again, so maybe you’ll remember…”
Zero pursed his lips together in thought. This X knew his name, knew he was sealed. But was he a friend, or one of the thieves…? Yet his presence was soothing, and thus far, only Omega’s possessiveness felt safe, but this X was a different type of safe…
“He leaves every other day,” Zero said. “When he gets back varies.”
“You’re willing to talk to me next time?”
“Maybe.”
There was an impression of a smile. “Thank you, Zero… I really have missed you.” Before the blond could reply, the Cyber Elf faded from sight.
Zero clutched the blanket close. He knew he should tell Omega, but something, deep down and in the back of his mind, said he should keep quiet…
~*~
Omega was ready when Zero leapt at him from the bed, catching the smaller blond and actually staying on his feet this time around. Zero wrapped arms and legs around him, clinging to him with the widest, cutest smile in the universe.
“Welcome home!” Zero greeted happily before burying his face into Omega’s chest.
Omega felt his anger bleed out of him as he carried Zero back to the bed, setting him down carefully. Weil had pissed him off to no end today, yet Zero’s enthusiastic reaction to his return eased the hot rage, cooling it down with his innocent smile and shining eyes. No one could legally be this adorable.
“You’re happy,” Omega noted gruffly. Despite how being around Zero lifted his spirits, today was particularly dismal.
“You’re home,” Zero replied, sitting on his knees in the middle of the mattress as Omega sat heavily on the edge. The happy edge of Zero’s voice and expression fell. “Omega?”
“Shitastic day,” Omega muttered, unlatching his helmet and throwing it to the floor carelessly. Zero frowned, and then scurried off the bed to the adjoined bathroom as Omega worked on getting his boots off.
Zero returned from the bathroom, hopping back onto the bed behind Omega. When the red-eyed blond glanced over his shoulder at him, eyebrow raised, Zero lifted the brush in plain view and smiled. Omega shrugged, leaning back slightly and tilting his head back. A happy little noise came from behind him, and Omega could not resist the smirk as Zero gleefully brushed his hair, running his fingers through reverently as if it were something to be worshipped. Ironic was the fact Omega’s hair was, originally, Zero’s…
Zero hummed a little tune to himself as he ran the brush through Omega’s beautiful hair, admiring its shimmer despite the obvious hard day his keeper had. No matter what Omega did (and to an extent, Zero himself) his hair was always in perfect condition. The only reason Omega bothered washing it during showers was simply for Zero’s amusement, who took blissful glee in taking care of the taller blond’s hair for him.
“I wish I was so simply made happy,” Omega murmured to himself as Zero continued to hum and comb his hair, although in reality, Omega loved the sensation. Normally he just threw his helmet on and cared little for the nigh-indestructible trail of gold he had, but the first day Zero insisted and won over brushing it, Omega was more than content to let him have his adorable little way about it.
Zero eventually abandoned the brush, opting to run his fingers through the strands. He lightly tugged on a few pieces of hair, and Omega leaned back against him. Zero blinked, blushing lightly as he wrapped his arms around Omega’s middle and rested his chin on his keeper’s shoulder.
Omega felt the dog collar against his shoulder and smirked. “Like my little present, puppy?”
Zero’s blush deepened. “As long as you don’t mean to… well, be mean…”
“Would I ever do that to you?” Despite that I’ve done it before.
“I kept it on,” Zero said quietly. He shyly glanced at Omega, who turned his head to look at him. “Do I… get my treat…?”
“Oh yes…” Omega grinned, and Zero immediately recognized the near predatory look. “My puppy was good, mm…?”
“Y-yes…” Zero’s blush deepened as Omega turned in his arms, climbing further on the bed. Zero leaned and scooted back as Omega crawled on top of him, between his legs.
Omega’s eyes were already dark in their desire as they swept over Zero’s body, and Zero was already trembling. Sex with Omega was always a pleasant experience, but there was something very different in Omega’s expression, and Zero was both afraid and eager to know what was crossing his keeper’s mind.
Omega’s fingers found the zipper of Zero’s vest, tugging it down slowly as his lips brushed Zero’s own. Excitement coursed through the smaller blond’s body, unable to resist Omega’s touch, his look and desirable aura, and Zero leaned the rest of the distance for a kiss. The moment their lips met Omega’s lust roared into motion and although his hands remained slow and sensuous, his kiss was devouring and hot, his tongue spearing between Zero’s lips as he pushed the vest off, teeth nipping Zero’s lips as he grasped Zero’s lower armor. It was gone within seconds, and Omega’s bruising kiss left Zero already writhing and moaning beneath him.
Omega’s lips moved over Zero’s as he pulled the sleeker blond closer, left hand finding the zipper of Zero’s undersuit under the leather collar. Between heated, rough kisses Zero was moaning, arching his back as the zipper was pulled down. As it descended, Omega calmed his kisses, changing from fast-paced and intense to slow and almost lazy. Once the zipper reached its end at the small of Zero’s back, Omega pulled away, smiling down at his pretty pet, whose face was red and already panting heavily.
One thing Omega enjoyed above the actual sex act with Zero, was stripping him. There was something sinfully provocative, erotically simple and alluringly arousing in the act of slowly peeling Zero’s undersuit off his lithe body, exposing pale, pristine skin. The whisper of fabric pulling off Zero’s body was a melody to Omega’s ears, his eyes feasting on a body that was never meant to be under him. Regardless of his possession, there was just something forbidden about Zero’s young body that drove Omega to a near frenzy. It was so wrong, utterly and completely taboo, and that’s why Omega was so driven to do it.
When Zero was free of all clothing, left under Omega’s eyes completely naked and exposed except for the jingling collar, the crimson-eyed blond growled fiercely. Zero’s body tensed, the small but defined muscles flexing beneath soft skin and screamed to be nibbled on, licked and touched in ways it shouldn’t be, by someone who had no right.
Omega began to undo his own clothes, Zero knowing better than to assist when Omega’s eyes took on that dangerously hungry look. Despite his desire to hide himself, Zero swallowed and lifted his arms above his head, crossing his wrists and arching his back. The action made Omega growl again, his eyes narrow and his nostrils flare; Zero added to the alluring display by parting his legs wider and looking away from Omega’s eyes, completely and utterly submissive, just as Omega taught him.
A louder rumble came from the back of Omega’s throat and he ground his teeth, resisting the urge to grab Zero, turn him around and take him then and there. Hurriedly Omega stripped himself, and once he was naked he practically pounced on Zero, whose yelp only stoked Omega’s desire. His teeth bit into Zero’s neck demandingly above the collar, and Zero tilted his head again, exposing more of his throat as commanded. A pleased purr issued from the man on top of him, and Omega ran his tongue over the rough bite.
“Such a good puppy,” Omega moaned huskily, making Zero shiver. “Such a good, good puppy…”
Omega’s tongue danced along Zero’s neck, tracing the ridges and the edge of the collar as it slowly descended down to his collarbone, where teeth joined the waltz and nibbled on the skin there, Omega’s half-lidded eyes glancing up to Zero’s face. Zero’s mouth hung slightly open, his chest heaving with his quickened breaths, and never before did black seem so sexy then when set on such an innocent face, glistening with desire. Omega felt his possessiveness flare, staring into Zero’s eyes and knowing only he could make the boy look so lustful, so enraptured, his body a quivering vessel of desire and pleasure.
Omega’s mouth travelled further south, making Zero grasp and look down at Omega, temporarily forgetting the rule of submission. His body trembled as Omega’s tongue traced the edges of his chest muscles, slowly dancing its way to his left nipple, the nub already hardening before Omega even reached it. Zero closed his eyes tightly, tossing his head back against the mattress when at last Omega’s tongue ran over the sensitive flesh, his warm, damp lips enclosing it and pulling it gently into his mouth with careful suckling. Zero gasped, eyes rolling back behind his eyelids and his hips wiggling under Omega sensually. He could not keep still, could not keep quiet, as Omega’s teeth gently clamped onto his nipple; when Omega applied pressure, Zero let out a soft wail, his hips bucking upwards.
Omega’s hands grasped Zero’s hips, stilling them, but still his little lover squirmed under him and his mouth’s dominance. Zero’s face was a deep red, and when his eyes opened a crack, they were shining in their innocent desire as they stared at Omega, whose tongue swirled around the nipple once more before releasing it from the warm cavity of his mouth.
“Still too rowdy for that, I see,” Omega purred, nibbling on a ridge of a small, defined muscle of Zero’s chest.
“I-I…” Zero swallowed, his voice already raspy. “S-sorry…”
“That’s all right, puppy; I’ll break you in yet. But for now, we’ll go with the… more controlled treat.”
Omega sat up, leaning forward and gently brushing his lips against Zero’s cheek as one arm snaked around him, holding him still. The smaller blond could not stop shivering, unable to resist the allure of staring into Omega’s eyes and seeing just how desired he was. In those blood-colored depths, Zero saw that Omega only had eyes for him, and it made his young heart flutter happily. Zero turned his head, a whispered plea passing between his lips, and Omega kissed him in that slow, sensual, burning way that left Zero’s head spinning and unable to think.
Control fled Zero utterly when he felt Omega’s other hand touch his harden arousal, and his mouth opened wider as he gasped loudly. Omega opened his mouth wider to envelope Zero’s, his hand grasping the boy’s hardness firmly, stroking up slowly from the base. Zero whined against Omega’s kiss, dropping his arms to wrap around Omega’s neck and his hips bucked up into that teasing hand, the sensation of direct contact electrifying. Since the first time, when Zero was woken up, Omega had not touched him during sex, and now after so long of not feeling it, Zero was ready to scream at the undeniable pleasure of it. This was definitely a treat…
Omega’s lips left his and he pulled back, hand twisting as it moved up and down Zero’s length. A wide smile was on his face as Zero writhed under his touch, whining and gasping, his cheeks so wonderfully red and his eyes beautifully clouded over. Small droplets of sweat were forming on Zero’s brow as he panted between near-screams, his hold around Omega’s neck tightening as he tried to bring his keeper in for a kiss, but Omega resisted. He had never seen Zero’s expression when he came, and truth be told, he was curious.
“O-Ome…” Zero whined, eyes clenching closed and he hissed through his teeth as his body betrayed his mind. He wanted to be more still, more calm and less ‘rowdy’ but his hips demanded to thrust into Omega’s hand, his head wanting nothing more than to toss side to side.
His slender legs wrapped around Omega’s waist, although Omega was certain to keep himself from thrusting into Zero’s inviting warmth. Zero’s fingers dug into Omega’s shoulders, his gasping moans becoming heavy sobs and cries as Omega moved his hand even faster, once in a while squeezing him.
A final stroke with a firm squeeze made Zero scream, arching his back and tossing his head side to side as tears of relief streaked down his reddened face, his essence spurting out and hitting Omega’s abdomen with a splatter. The tag’s jingling from Zero’s trembling body was soon the only sound in the room heard between heated gasps and deep breaths, and Zero opened his eyes shyly.
Omega leaned back, a satisfied smirk on his face as Zero fell back onto the mattress listlessly. He allowed Zero a few moments to catch his breath, for his body to calm its quivering, before inclining his head back slightly and giving Zero his demanding, dominating gaze.
“You made quite the mess…” Omega murmured, pointing down where streams of Zero’s cum were slowly trickling down his stomach, collecting near his own rigidness. “And puppy must always clean his own messes…”
Zero’s blush deepened, but Omega’s stern stare spurned the smaller blond into motion. He sat up and moved closer to Omega, quickly pressing his lips against his keeper’s shyly. Omega’s look did not change, and Zero swallowed as he stared down at the mess he made. He knew what Omega wanted, but that didn’t make it any less embarrassing.
Growls from Omega made Zero hurriedly bend over, but when his mouth was close to the white splatter, he paused again. Swallowing his prudeness, having to remind himself that Omega was the leader of their pack of two and if he wanted it he deserved it, Zero’s little tongue peeked out from between his lips, swiping up his own seed off Omega’s skin.
Omega leaned back onto his palms, watching Zero lustfully as the smaller blond licked his stomach clean. The red-eyed Reploid purred when, without needing to be goaded, Zero moved closer to his jutting hardness, licking up each drop, his face burning with a blush the entire time. Zero cautiously grasped Omega at the base, tilting the rigid organ away so he could get to the last of the mess.
“Lick it,” Omega commanded, voice soft yet stern. “Prove how much you missed me today, puppy.”
Zero let out a small, embarrassed whine. Although Omega had hinted before he wanted that attention, he never demanded for it til now. Before, Zero could stammer his way out of it, but now Omega commanded him to do it, and Zero could not, would not, bear the shame of displeasing his keeper…
Thinking of how to go about this, and making sure he pleased Omega, Zero first obeyed the command, licking it from base to tip much like a cone of ice cream. His tongue travelled up and down, turning his head to making sure he licked every centimeter of it, encouraged by the breathy moans Omega emitted. Once his lips were back at the tip, Zero shocked Omega by drawing it into his mouth, closing his lips over it and give it an experimental suck. The sensation made Omega hiss and his hands landed on Zero’s head, although he resisted the urge to buck.
Taking the reaction as a positive one, Zero drew more of Omega into his mouth, closing his eyes and tried not to let his prudish nature ruin this for his keeper. Omega’s hissing gave way to soft, pleased groans, and Zero’s confidence soared at the little sounds; he was doing well, and making Omega happy. Recalling his earlier research he had done while Omega was out, Zero took a deep breath in with his nose, then practically dropped his head down. Omega gripped a handful of his hair, jerking his head up when Zero gagged hard, choking on the larger hardness enough to make tears spring up to his eyes. Once it was out of his mouth, Zero sputtered and raised a hand to his throat. Did he angle it wrong?
“What are you doing, puppy?” Omega growled. “Don’t do something you don’t think you can handle—if you had bitten me I would have been angry as all hell.”
Zero took in a deep breath, coughing a little as he tugged in vain at the collar still around his neck. “I-I thought I could do it… i-it looked easy.”
“Looked…? Where the hell did you look to find a picture of someone deepthroating a dick?” Omega raised an eyebrow at him.
Zero realized his mistake and let out a small wail of embarrassment, covering his face with his palms. He completely ruined it! “I-I-I… the computer… with the internet that you got me… I wanted t-to… to please you better so I… I looked up some stuff and—”
“You looked at porn?” Omega’s voice held no anger, completely filled with aghast. “Zero! You looked at pornography?”
“It was a help site!”
“It’s porn!” Omega facepalmed himself. Is this what parents felt like when their kids stumbled across something they did not need to see? “Zero, why do you need to look at that crap? You have me. If you were curious, I’d be more than happy to teach you sexy techniques.”
Zero peeked from between his fingers, mumbling, “I wanted to surprise you…”
“You’ve surprised me,” Omega rolled his eyes before reaching over, grasping Zero’s wrists and pulling his hands from his face. “You know, you’re too cute,” Omega grinned.
Relief made Zero want to sob and he fell into Omega’s arms. “You’re not mad at me?”
“Naw. It’s pretty damn funny.” Omega kissed Zero’s temple before disengaging the boy, winking at him. “Now be a good puppy and go fetch the tube, I think we left it in the bathroom.”
Omega pinched Zero’s bottom as he scrambled off the bed, making the smaller blond yelp and hurry away faster. While he was bust scouring the bathroom, Omega arranged the pillows and tucked the bag he had dropped earlier under the bed—it’ll come in handy in the morning.
Zero returned, the tube in his hand and he shyly climbed into the bed. Although he knew by now Omega’s methods of the intimate act, and although he enjoyed the closeness they shared, Zero still felt somewhat deprived from their normal position. He never could look back and watch Omega’s pleasured face for long before his arms began to strain, and kisses are nigh impossible. One day Zero would have to ask for a different position… As it was, he owed Omega complete compliance for his earlier blunder.
Before Omega uttered a word, Zero grabbed another pillow and placed it on top of the one Omega already positioned and placed himself on his forearms and knees, bottom raised and offered to Omega in the typical submissive fashion. The pleased purr Zero heard made him smile and Zero hugged the top pillow close, resting his head on it and waiting.
Omega popped the tube open, squirting out a generous amount onto his fingers. One thing that fascinated him was, unlike humans and most other Reploids, Zero’s sexual system never allowed his body to lose its virginal qualities. He was always sensitive, always tight, and always screamed; it was something Omega could never get tired of. Of course, he always had to prepare Zero’s body adequately—no use raping the boy when he could wait a few minutes and always having a willing body to thrust into at the end of each day.
A nagging feeling came over Omega and he immediately shoved it aside. Thinking was for outside the bedroom—in it, all that mattered was just how tempting Zero’s perfectly round, smooth bottom looked while it waited for him. A perverted grin spread across Omega’s face as he inserted two slippery fingers into Zero’s puckered entrance, and immediately Zero tightened and moaned into the pillow he clutched. The larger blond sat up and bent over Zero as his fingers worked him, Zero’s hips already dancing at the sensations his fingers caused.
Omega’s lips brushed Zero’s shoulder before they caressed Zero’s ear, whispering in a low, husky voice, “Do you want me, puppy…?”
Zero whined before he turned his head slightly to face Omega. “Y-yes… I-I always do…”
Omega’s smile looked different than usual, but Zero still returned it, especially when Omega leaned forward more to kiss him. Sure he was well lubricated, Omega withdrew from Zero’s lips and sat back, emptying the rest of the tube’s contents into his palm and rubbing it all over himself. Tossing the tube aside, Omega seized Zero’s hips and guided himself to his entrance, gently and teasingly poking it with the tip of himself, making Zero wiggle in anticipation.
“You were a good puppy today,” Omega said fondly. “So as part of your treat, you get to tell me just how fast or hard you want it tonight.”
Zero’s face immediately darkened with a blush and he pushed himself up onto his hands, looking over his shoulder. “O-Omega…”
“Don’t worry, no matter what you’ll pick, I’ll get us both off,” the perverted grin returned, and Zero’s blush deepened.
“I-I…” Zero swallowed. “I’d like… like it to be slow, a-at least at the start…”
Omega was expecting as such, and he reached down with his clean hand, petting Zero’s head affectionately. “You just scream in that lovely way you do when you change your mind.”
Before anything more could be said, Omega carefully and slowly pushed his way inside of Zero, the smaller blond already mewling and arching his back at the wonderful sensation of being slowly filled. As long as Omega took his time, there was no pain or discomfort, and Zero willingly spread his legs wider and braced himself on his hands, tilting his head back with his eyes closed. Once fully inside, Omega wiggled his hips playfully, giving Zero’s left butt cheek a gentle pinch before leisurely withdrawing.
Zero’s face was beet-red as Omega slid in and out of him so carefully and slowly, hearing the slick slides of lubricated skin on skin, the light pop-like sound each time Omega sheathed himself fully and deeply in Zero’s eager, quivering body. His arms shook with the effort to keep his upper body up, and again Zero looked over his shoulder, watching in fascination as Omega’s face reflected the deep pleasure he felt in taking Zero in such an intimate manner. The look and slight tinge of a blush on Omega’s face riled Zero’s own passion, making the smaller blond gasp at the next thrust in.
Zero whined Omega’s name, and Omega leaned forward with a knowing smile. One hand still grasping Zero’s hip, the other arm winding around him, Omega brushed his lips against Zero’s cheek, not quite able to reach his own. The effort was enough, however, to bring Zero’s desire up another notch, and he pushed his hips back against Omega’s. The wet smack of skin made them both moan, and Omega sat back away from him.
His arms could no longer support his weight and Zero let his upper body fall to the pillows under him. He raised his hips higher, crying out as Omega’s next push in had him press against that spot that made electricity flare up Zero’s spine, leaving his body tingling.
“More,” Zero whimpered. “Faster…”
Omega grinned cheekily down at him before increasing the speed, the sounds of sex filling the room as assuredly as their moans and gasps. Zero clutched at the pillows, his body clenching at Omega each time he struck that spot. Each clench made Omega lose more and more of his sense, and without waiting for Zero’s permission, he raised the boy’s hips a bit higher before pounding into him mercilessly.
By now Zero’s body was well used to the sensation of being filled, and the slamming only raised Zero’s vocalizations from gasps and pants to cries and screams. Each shove inside shook his smaller body, forcing his face into the pillow, yet the things did nothing to dilute Zero’s cries of rapture, the only sounds heard over them were Omega’s own loud grunts and the slaps of lubricated skin hitting skin.
He could not resist the want of orgasm, and so Zero reached down and he grasped his own bouncing hardness in his hand, jerking his hand up and down the length as fast as he could. When Omega realized the origin of Zero’s renewed, louder screams, he let out a pleased growl and his grip on Zero’s hips increased, his pace relentless. Zero’s throat was beginning to feel hoarse, but he couldn’t stop crying out at each strike into him, could not stop the pumping of his own hand or the way his hips danced under Omega. He begged for more, eyes rolling back as his cheek pressed against the pillow, tears of delight falling from his eyes, his cheeks redder than his vest.
Omega snarled at Zero’s pleas and began to jerk the sleeker blond’s hips back onto himself as he thrust forward; that along with his own self pleasure was too much for Zero. His grip on himself tightened, his entire body clenching as Zero shrieked in rapture, warmth spurting out of him and onto the mattress beneath him as the pressure that had been building in his abdomen released suddenly, electrical currents flying throughout his body and making his head spin. For several incredible seconds, Zero could only see white.
It was typical for Zero to finish first, and as he attempted to let himself fall to the bed limply Omega held his hips up and still moved within him, Zero’s body now hypersensitive and making him moan deeply. Omega expected to simply have to work himself to release, now that Zero was done, but he snorted in surprise and even stopped inside of Zero completely as his small lover suddenly pushed himself up, his back against Omega’s chest, arms lifting up to wrap around Omega’s head and forcing the blond to bend his neck slightly to Zero’s shoulder.
Zero further shocked him by kissing him heatedly, mouth already opened and waiting for Omega’s tongue. Despite being unable to reach in as deeply, Omega resumed his thrusts with the new angle, moaning in pleasure and surprise as the sensation, the position much like their very first time. His arms encircled Zero completely and he kissed him deeper, slowing down but still pushing in hard.
Zero’s fingers tangled in Omega’s hair as he moaned into his keeper’s mouth, pushing back as Omega pushed forward and clenching him as he tried to slide up. Omega’s eyes rolled back, one hand reaching down and stroking Zero’s arousal, bringing the smaller blond into another erotic frenzy.
One final, beautifully tight clench from Zero brought Omega to his long-awaited release, and he hit it with a deep, feral growl and a punishing slam back into Zero’s body as he emptied himself. Zero wailed, feeling Omega’s essence shoot into him, a hot, foreign yet beloved sensation. Their bodies locked, pressed tightly together, lips refusing to leave the other’s, for minutes on end. Finally Zero’s shaking arms managed to let go of Omega’s head and he fell back onto his chest with a thump on the pillows, panting hard. Omega’s descent to the mattress was much more graceful, landing on his hands on either side of Zero’s head. With a rumbling growl he bent down, lips brushing along Zero’s back and shoulders.
“I’ll train you yet,” Omega murmured against Zero’s skin, tongue licking at Zero’s shoulder bone for no reason other than he could.
Zero whispered gibberish, throat too hoarse to properly speak, but Omega didn’t mind. Still inside of him, the taller blond wrapped an arm around Zero’s torso and maneuvered their bodies so that he spooned Zero, but remained in him. His seed slowly found spaces between their skin to leak out, but he hardly cared as he held Zero possessively close.
“So then,” Omega nibbled Zero’s ear. “I’ll give you your first real sexual lesson tomorrow, mmm…?”
Zero blushed, unable to speak. Despite his embarrassment, he looked forward to it, for he would do anything to be closer, more beloved, by his keeper. He was fairly sure Omega loved him as he loved Omega.
Fairly sure.
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