Zero whined as Omega cinched the leather strap tighter around his wrists before reaching up, looping the end of the leash onto the hook he managed to install into the ceiling without Zero noticing. Zero was on his knees, his upper body bent over and supported by the thick leather leash hanging from the ceiling, looped around each carefully padded wrist behind him and finally hooked into his collar. He struggled against the strange bondage, but it held fast, making Omega chuckle.
“Omega,” Zero whined. “I don’t like this!”
“You’ll be all right, puppy,” Omega snickered. “You get scared by yourself because you can’t be kept busy… well, here, I’ll keep you busy from afar while I’m gone.”
Somehow Zero managed to forget he was partially hanging from the ceiling, and his eyes widened as he stared at Omega, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. “Y-you’re leaving today? But why? I-I thought…”
“Plans change, sweetling,” Omega replied before digging around in the bag he pulled the leash from. “But I’ll keep you… entertained.”
Omega gave a grunt of triumph, and when he pulled the large phallic-looking item from the bag Zero resumed his whining. If he were a real dog, his ears would be flat and his tail between his legs, especially as he watched Omega put the thing together with a flared compartment base. Another item from the bag was a thin rectangle item, and when Omega pressed a button, the vibrator turned on, turned off with another button. The wide grin on Omega’s face frightened Zero, and he tried to shrink away from the item.
“Don’t be disagreeable, puppy,” Omega admonished. He pressed a button on the compartment, and the toy whirled, the smooth surface seeming to sweat some sort of secretion. He ran his hand along it, spreading the lubrication evenly, then pushed it into Zero.
Zero’s whines increased, but if Omega was determined to put it in him, he couldn’t change his mind. Instead Zero spread his knees a little further apart and relaxed his body, wincing at the coldness of the toy and its lubrication. Once it was inside, Omega looped two straps around Zero’s thighs, then attached some sort of contraption to the vibrator’s base that held it in place. Omega cautiously withdrew his hands, and the toy remained steadfast.
With a wicked grin, the red-eyed blond brought the remote up and pressed a different button. Zero’s whines became sharp cries as the toy, using the machinery strapped to Zero’s thighs, began to thrust in and out of him.
“And it has unlimited range,” the larger blond snickered. “So I can control it from anywhere, and you have no idea what I’ll do…”
“O-Omega…” Zero panted, wincing despite the pleasure. “I-I-I don’t like this thing…!”
Omega came around to Zero’s side, petting his hair lovingly. “I know, puppy, you prefer me. But by the time I get home, you’ll be well riled up I’d say.” He knelt, grinning at the rigid state of Zero’s member, and giving it a loving tap.
Omega leaned over and kissed Zero’s cheek. “Don’t cum all over the sheets, hmm?”
“Wh-what?” Zero gasped out, and Omega turned the toy off. Zero’s body visibly relaxed and went slack in his bonds. “I don’t… I don’t think I could help it!”
“Try your damnedest. I’ll be back soon.” Omega stood.
Zero wailed his name when Omega activated the vibration function, and Omega gave him a wide, wicked grin before teleporting out.
~*~
Throughout the day Omega fiddled with the remote at random times, flicking this function on or adjusting this function’s speed. He made sure to keep the roughness of the thrusting function relatively low, however—he had no idea just how hard it could go, and the last thing he wanted was to give Zero the impression he was being raped. Although that’s exactly what Omega did the first time however many weeks ago it was, the red-eyed blond’s possessive affection prevented him from doing such an act toward Zero again.
Affection? Omega’s eyebrows knitted as he messed with the remote randomly, leaning against the wall near the door to the science lab. Did he really have affection for Zero? All Omega wanted him for was a tight ass to fuck every time he wanted, and maybe a maid to keep that house in decent condition. That hardly required affection. Yet, Omega would admit, only to himself, he liked Zero’s company outside the bedroom.
A little affection couldn’t hurt, Omega decided. Besides, Zero was just too damn adorable in his current state. So long as he never regained his old memories, they were golden; Omega would continue to shelter him and take his pleasure, Zero could live out his days in blissful, cute ignorance. It was a win-win, in Omega’s book.
“I see he kicked you out of his lab, hm?” a sneering voice interrupted Omega’s thoughts.
He glanced up just in time to see Copy X swipe the remote from him, glaring at it. “And what’s this?” he asked, raising his own red eyes to look at Omega with suspicion.
Omega kept his cool. “I’m just messing with it. Glad to see you up and about again, Mr. Copy.”
Copy X glared at him, thumbs randomly activating the vibration and lubrication functions. Omega tried not to smirk, his poker face nearly wavering at how slippery Zero was feeling about now…
“No thanks to your friend in there,” Copy X snarled. “If not for his energy system proposal, neither of you would be allowed near Neo Arcadia.”
“I’m hurt, Copy X. I fought side by side with Original X, why don’t you trust me?”
“I don’t trust anyone, whether or not you’re the legendary Zero.” In his annoyance, Copy X also activated the thrust function, and Omega bit the inside of his cheek.
Omega shrugged, casually leaning against the wall. “Original X would be more than happy to have me back. Where is he, anyway?”
“None of your damn business.” With that, the copy ran his thumbs up the remote, setting each function to maximum. Omega winced inwardly—he did not want to know just how loud Zero was screaming right now…
“What is Weil up to today, Zero?” Copy X sneered again, giving Omega a look.
It made Omega pause. Making it out that he was the real Zero wasn’t that much of an issue, and it gained them access to Neo Arcadia. But if Copy X had all of X’s memories, he knew Zero lost his original body, and if he was suspicious…
Copy X would, regrettably, have to die soon, Omega wagered. Too bad, he had that sort of cute youngness Zero had, and thanks to that little blond, Omega knew he’d find it a little heartbreaking to kill such a cute kid.
“Working on the energy research,” Omega said casually, “since the system should be finished soon.”
Copy X threw the remote at Omega, who caught it smoothly in his hand. The first thing he did, without looking at it, was turn off the thrust function. His poor puppy…
“Well, Zero, if you don’t mind telling him to hurry the hell up, we’re quite impatient to see what he’s come up with. We’re not exactly trusting of the old doctor, I’m sure you of all people understand.”
They stared at each other, Omega’s fist around the remote flexing. Copy X sneered at him again, turning away with his nose in the air and sauntering off. Omega’s eyes dropped to watch the slight sway of Copy X’s slender hips, and all he could think about was how much more appealing Zero’s behind was.
Well, of course it is, Omega’s logical mind muttered. Zero’s your mate, that’s what you made him.
Mate? That was too personal of a term, and Omega frowned. Omega had no mate, he had a fuck buddy. Yes, that worked perfectly well.
Damn it. I wanna go home.
~*~
Zero sniffled and he swallowed hard, trying not to sob too loudly. His throat felt raw after that particular little session, and he had to wonder what made Omega so angry he'd take it out on Zero. The toy hummed gently in the lowest vibration setting, still inside of him, yet even with the slight massage-like feeling the young blond still felt raw. He rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, rubbing away tears. He had, in truth, been enjoying the randomness of the toy until it suddenly went haywire, and Zero was afraid the globs of liquid trailing down his thighs from his buttocks wasn't excess lubrication, but blood. It was incredibly rough...
Maybe it was an accident, Zero tried to rationalize as he slowly, finally, started to relax. He wouldn't ever hurt me on purpose... Omega cares about me, doesn't he? That's why he has to leave in the first place.
Assuring himself it was an accident, Zero shifted in the bonds he was in, wincing as the toy began its gentle thrusting. He braced himself, panting in delight despite the worry, at the almost intimate and loving way the toy pleasured him. Maybe Omega was apologizing?
Zero glanced down at the mattress and bit his lower lip to try and prevent himself from crying more. If this setting kept up, he'd probably orgasm again, and he had already three times so far... Zero whined, the sound ending in a long moan as he could not resist shifting his hips in a way to wiggle the toy to hit that spot. He couldn't help it; he enjoyed the snap of release, the split second of practical divinity, too much to hold himself back.
Omega will be disappointed, Zero's mind whispered, even as his hips swung side and side, his moans growing louder as the tension built. Told you to hold it.
“I-I can’t…” Zero panted, eyes clenching closed. “I can’t… hold it… Omega…”
As if hearing Zero’s whine, the toy thrust inside one last time then went still, not even vibrating. The small blond let out a gasp, eyes wide, as his body went limp and the tension slowly ebbed out of him. He panted, sniffled, then shifted his weight expectantly. It never stayed off for very long…
Zero strained to turn his head when the bedroom door opened, and once Omega strode into view it was as if he wasn’t tied up or had been hurt before. All Zero wanted to do was hug him like always, and he fought against his bindings to do that.
“Settle down, puppy,” Omega ordered, rather affectionately. He lightly patted Zero’s head. “You okay?”
Zero pushed his head against Omega’s hand. “Y-yeah… except for when you I guess got angry and turned it all the way on…”
Omega actually looked apologetic, and he climbed into the bed in front of Zero, gently tilting his head up and kissing his forehead. “I’m sorry, puppy. That wasn’t me; someone grabbed it and messed with it.”
“R-really?”
“I wouldn’t hurt you, puppy. Was it too rough?”
At this Zero sniffled and nodded, and Omega shifted in the bed and peered at Zero’s behind. It wasn’t bleeding, thankfully, and there was no dried blood. However, he could see how the skin was an angry, raw, red color, and he pressed a small kiss to Zero’s left buttock. Zero squirmed slightly, and Omega pulled back and put his hand against the sheets under Zero. He frowned then, and Zero winced, slightly swinging himself away.
“Couldn’t do it, hm?” Omega asked, one hand going between Zero’s legs and lightly grasping his half-hard arousal. Sure enough, there were droplets of cum still on it.
“No,” Zero whimpered, and when Omega withdrew his hand the smaller blond sobbed, “I couldn’t help it! I’m sorry, I…”
Zero’s plea ended with a sharp yelp as Omega’s palm descended on his ass in a loud, smacking spank. His entire face lit up in a blush, and he bit his lower lip as Omega’s hand came down again on the other cheek.
“I really have to train you, don’t I?” Omega muttered, spanking Zero again and again until the smaller blond was wailing about how sorry he was, back arching and hips moving side to side.
“I’m sorry,” Zero sobbed as Omega spanked him again. “I’m sorry, Omega, please…!”
“Please what, puppy?” Omega growled, the next time he struck was much harder, making Zero yelp. “I’m not a mind reader, Zero—tell me what you’re begging for!”
“Forgive me!” Zero wailed at each smack to his backside. “I’m sorry; I’ll learn to hold back! Please!”
Omega’s other hand went into his vest pocket, pulling out the vibrator’s remote. He flicked lubrication and vibration on medium settings, then resumed the spanking. Zero’s cries were becoming mixed pleasure and pathetic pitiful apologies, still begging forgiveness even as he grew hard from the delight of the toy.
“As I said before…” Omega began in a casual manner, his slaps to Zero’s bottom becoming slow and lazy. “We’re going to have your first sexual lesson…”
Zero swallowed, his entire body trembling as Omega finally stopped spanking him. His bottom felt as if it were practically glowing and radiating heat, the urge to rub his abused cheeks rising. Omega slipped off the bed, tossing his clothes off with the usual hurriedness before slipping back into bed in front of Zero, sitting on his knees so that the bound blond was eye-level with his arousal. Zero’s face burned and he glanced up at Omega, who braced one hand behind Zero’s head.
“I told you I’d teach you how to pleasure me properly, hmm?” Omega murmured. “You started off well before, so why don’t you try that again?”
Zero swallowed again, staring down Omega’s hardness. He licked his lips before reaching out with his tongue, lightly swiping at the reddened tip. When no reprisal came, Zero repeated the action, licking at Omega’s erection much like a candy, even taking pleasure from the way Omega sighed and the salty yet bittersweet droplets of liquid slipping out from the slit in the tip.
Omega’s hips pushed forward a bit, and Zero’s tongue traveled down at far as he could reach in long, slow strokes. Turning his head this way and that, the ebony-eyed blond kissed and licked every centimeter he could reach, turning Omega’s sighs into hisses.
When Omega’s hips again pushed forward, Zero glanced up at him, uncertainty on his face. Omega’s hand on the back of his head pulled him forward a bit, the taller blond grinning.
“Take it slow,” Omega muttered. “A little at a time, and don’t take more than you can handle, even if you think it’ll please me. We’ll learn your threshold and train your throat from there.”
Although it probably shouldn’t have, that last statement sounded incredibly dirty to Zero, and his cheeks lit up in a blush. Careful with his teeth, Zero drew the tip of Omega’s arousal into his mouth, his blush intensifying as the toy began to gently thrust into him, making him moan. Omega’s own eyes closed as the vibrations of Zero’s vocalizations fluttered against his tip, but he withheld the urge to shove himself in further. Zero’s tongue lapped at him, coating the tip with saliva generously before he dared to take a little more in. Again Zero moaned, hazarding pulling more of Omega into his mouth. The tip bumped the roof of his mouth, near the back of his throat, and he instinctively swallowed against it. Omega groaned, tilting his head back as Zero moved his head back, suckling nervously and shyly as Omega’s swollen flesh slid out of his mouth.
“Just like that,” Omega groaned, his hand on Zero’s head fisting a bit of his hair. “Back and forth… keep it slow if you, ahh, have to…”
Zero didn’t dare even try nodding, fearing doing anything remotely wrong, and instead did as instructed. His head slowly rocked back and forth along Omega’s length, tongue sliding along it as he pulled it in, mouth suckling as he pulled it out. Omega groaned again, his other hand flicking at the remote; Zero moaned loudly around Omega’s arousal as the toy sped up slightly, shutting his eyes tightly.
“Faster,” Omega hissed out. “Move faster, now, suck it harder.”
Zero whined, but once more did as he was told. He sped up his movements, although not too fast, especially as Omega’s tip began to bump the back of his throat and threaten to make him gag. He sucked on the swollen flesh harder, blusher harder, moaning around the hardness between his lips as he worked it with suction and tongue. The toy ceased its movements, vibrating only on a low setting, irresistibly teasing inside of him.
Omega hissed and moaned, slightly bowing his head as Zero’s mouth covered his sensitive organ with wet warmth and wonderful tightness when he sucked. He ordered his pet to move even faster, and he let out rumbling, pleased growls as Zero obeyed without hesitation. His puppy was learning quick…
Pressure mounted in Omega’s abdomen, release tantalizingly close—a part of him wanted nothing more than to shove himself into Zero’s mouth until he came, but he kept it calm. Zero was do perfectly well for his first actual blowjob, and Omega giving in to bestial instinct would only turn him off from it.
As it was, despite the embarrassment he couldn’t help feel, Zero found the act more enjoyable than he thought. He opened an eye a crack to peek up at Omega, who was in obvious, strained pleasure. Exhilaration thrilled through the young blond, the fact that he could so please his beloved keeper spiking his desire and he continued his ministrations with new vigor. Omega made a choking sound, and just as Zero pulled his head back til only the tip was in his mouth and he give it a hearty suck, Omega threw his head back with an almost guttural cry of release.
The first spurt of liquid shocked Zero and he pulled back with a sharp inhale, gasping as another few spurts from Omega’s member caught him in the face. Quickly Omega shoved himself back into Zero’s mouth, making his eyes widen as Omega jammed himself in deeply, the tip bumping the back of his throat again and still squirting out his essence.
“Swallow it,” Omega commanded between gasps of release, teeth clenched. “Swallow it.”
Zero had little choice in the matter, but he quickly began to swallow, slightly surprised at the almost sweet taste. Omega grunted, his fist grasping Zero’s hair painfully, but once the feeling orgasm ended his grip relaxed and he pulled out of Zero’s mouth, sitting back and watching the smaller blond with a lazy grin. Zero ran his tongue all along his mouth, scraping up whatever remained of Omega’s seed in his mouth and swallowing it down.
Omega snickered, tilting his head slightly. “You look cute with a mess on your face…”
Zero gaped, just then registering the feeling of the still warm cum slowly trailing down his cheeks from where it splattered onto him when he pulled away. The urge to wipe his face rose, but he remained steadfastly bound, and Omega made no move to remove the evidence from his face. His keeper sat lazily against the pillows, the remote in his hand.
“Very good for your first lesson, puppy,” Omega murmured. “But now we teach you to hold back, hmm?”
“Ome—” Zero’s pitiful plea was cut off with a sharp cry as the toy resumed its thrusting, faster than before, vibrating set to maximum.
The mess on his face forgotten, Zero let out a low whine as his hips began to sway at the sensations, his eyes rolling back as pleasure blossomed from his behind to the rest of his body. Omega reclined, watching with obvious delight in his glittering crimson eyes as Zero moaned from the object he so adamantly hated this morning.
Omega finally leaned forward, running his tongue along Zero’s reddened face, licking up the liquid with leisurely, sensual strokes. Zero waited til he was sure it was all cleaned up before reaching for Omega’s lips, but his keeper pulled back and denied him that simple pleasure, making him whine pitifully. Instead of a kiss, Omega increased the speed of the toy, and Zero gave a low cry of almost pained pleasure. His back arched, head tilted back, his mouth open in a perfect little ‘o’ as wonderful, beautiful moans issued from his lips, and Omega only then felt the urge to kiss him, yet withheld. A kiss would be his reward, the scarlet-eyed blond decided.
Omega knew well the signs of Zero approaching release—his cheeks would tint more pink than red, his hips would rock haphazardly, his lower lip trembling irresistibly and his eyes tightly closed, tears gathering at the corners. He watched for these signs, tilting his head as he watched the erotic show of Zero’s body swaying in its bondage, the toy relentlessly, mercilessly thrusting into him, into that spot and each strike brought his adorable little pet closer and closer to that snap of tension.
Zero began to pant Omega’s name, urge for him, tears streaking down his pink-shaded cheeks as his body rocked. His cries grew louder, his hips thrusting up and down in the air, head tossed back and hair a glorious mess; and just as he was about to hit his peak, Omega shut the toy off.
A sharp cry of denial, of protest, issued from Zero immediately as he was denied orgasm and his body sagged. He opened his eyes, looking at Omega with those beautiful, glistening black orbs as he heaved out panting breaths, his entire body shaking and slightly sweating. Within the throes of sexual torture, Omega decided then that Zero transcended cuteness and became absolutely stunning, especially how he tilted his head at Omega, imploring with small whines and gasps, his begging eyes.
Is this what you look like? Omega’s mind asked him. He’s your mirror image, merely younger. If you let him treat you like this, would you be just as ravishing?
Omega didn’t know, didn’t care, shutting that part of his mind up as he moved to Zero, pressing their foreheads together. Again he denied Zero a simple kiss, depraving him further of bliss.
“How many times,” Omega murmured huskily, his voice deep and seductively teasing, “could you handle me doing that, mmm…?”
“Omega,” Zero begged softly, his voice small and beautifully laden by almost innocent desire. “Please, no…”
Zero had no idea he was the very definition of an aphrodisiac, everything about him arousing Omega more than anything. The sound of him, the sight of him, the taste of his body, his kiss, drove Omega’s senses haywire each time they laid together. Omega leaned in close, his mouth hungrily licking and nipping Zero’s neck above and below his leather collar.
“Omega…” Zero whined, “don’t tease me, please, please…”
“I’ll do what I want with you, Zero,” Omega purred against his soft skin. As if to demonstrate his words, he pushed Zero up so he sat up fully, then reached down between Zero’s legs.
The smaller blond gave a soft moan as his keeper grasped his hard member, stroking it lazily, smirking at Zero’s blushing, tortured face. Zero knew Omega meant to tease, tantalize, lure him close to the edge again only to deny him the plunge, but he could not resist Omega’s soft touch, could not resist the want to kiss him, to fall against him and beg for him. And beg he did, his entire body thrumming in wonderful frustration as Omega’s hand sped up, stroking him more firmly, twisting and squeezing randomly.
Once more he was nearly there, so ready to hit release, and Omega let him go. Not a drop was released from the hard, teased arousal, and Omega murmured approvingly. Pleased with his pet’s agonized state, Omega tipped Zero’s head back and lightly, carefully, intimately kissed his lips.
Zero sighed, closing his eyes and returning the kiss the best he could, able to ignore the frustrated screaming of his body just from this simple contact. The kiss ended far too soon, and Omega nipped at Zero’s nose playfully.
“Do you want me, my precious little puppy?” Omega rumbled, his tongue tracing Zero’s lips.
“Yes…” Zero whined. “Yes, please, yes…”
He was irresistible, and Omega wanted nothing more than to rip that toy from him and ride him to both of their completion. However he shoved that primal urge down, instead wrapping his arms around Zero and undoing his bindings, unhooking the leash from the collar.
When Zero fell against him, whispering thankful gibberish too fast for Omega to catch, Omega carefully positioned Zero how he wanted him. He carefully forced Zero’s legs apart and bent him back, Zero’s hands grasping his own ankles behind him as he rested on his knees. His back was forced to arch, pushing his hips forward in almost an offering gesture, the toy still attached to his thighs and thrusting away, making Zero’s hips dance so beautifully.
Omega set the toy to its fastest setting with medium roughness and max vibration, Zero’s cries filling the room as his hips helplessly rocked back and forth. Omega seized his hips with his hands and, giving Zero a final grin, bent down and took his entire length into his mouth whole.
Zero practically howled in shock and delight, his body shaking with the effort to move yet Omega’s grip on his hips was much like the tight bonds he had on his wrists. He gripped his ankles tighter, tears of pleasure leaking from his black, smoldering eyes as he tossed his head back, moaning Omega’s name. His keeper’s head bobbed up and down, turning left and right as he suckled, swallowing when Zero was fully in his mouth, his throat working the smaller blond and whipping him into a frenzy.
The sensation of being blanketed in such an incredibly warm, wet portal was too much for Zero for a prolonged period, and just before he came Omega drew him out of his mouth and stroked him fast and firm as the same speed as the toy. Zero wailed Omega’s name, his hips jerking forward as he spilled himself into Omega’s palm.
The taller blond turned the toy off when Zero calmed down, leaning against him. Omega held his hand up to Zero, who tiredly looked between the messy palm and Omega’s face, exhaustion of the entire day slamming into him. Before he could make the move to do the expected cleaning, Omega shocked Zero by pulling the hand from him, bringing to his own mouth and lazily, seductively, licking it clean. Zero watched, completely and utterly mesmerized by the sexy display, how Omega’s tongue so suggestively swiped and wrapped around each slender digit, how it stroked his palm clean.
Omega’s free hand undid the straps around Zero’s thighs, tugging the toy out of him and making Zero gasp. Omega tossed it aside and Zero’s body went completely limp, a soreness settling in once he realized he was finally empty. His hand clean, Omega gathered Zero in his arms and laid down, Zero on top of his chest, and idly petted his puppy’s hair.
“Omega…” Zero whispered, shyly glancing up at him.
“Hmm…?”
“I-I…” Zero blushed as Omega looked down at him. His raw beauty had faded in Omega’s eyes, leaving the adorable little blond Omega was so fond of in his arms. “I wanted… to tell you that I… I…”
Oh hell.
“Go to sleep, Zero,” Omega murmured. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”
“B-but I…”
“Did you enjoy your lessons?”
Zero’s blush intensified. “Y-yes…”
Omega nodded, tucking Zero’s head under his chin. “Be a good puppy and go to sleep now, and we’ll do more. Keep talking and we won’t.”
The smaller blond swallowed his next words and closed his eyes. He didn’t want to stop doing things with Omega, naughty or clean.
Hesitantly, Zero murmured, “Good night, Omega.”
Omega sounded like he was smirking in triumph when he replied, “Sweet dreams, puppy.”
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“Omega,” Zero whined. “I don’t like this!”
“You’ll be all right, puppy,” Omega snickered. “You get scared by yourself because you can’t be kept busy… well, here, I’ll keep you busy from afar while I’m gone.”
Somehow Zero managed to forget he was partially hanging from the ceiling, and his eyes widened as he stared at Omega, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. “Y-you’re leaving today? But why? I-I thought…”
“Plans change, sweetling,” Omega replied before digging around in the bag he pulled the leash from. “But I’ll keep you… entertained.”
Omega gave a grunt of triumph, and when he pulled the large phallic-looking item from the bag Zero resumed his whining. If he were a real dog, his ears would be flat and his tail between his legs, especially as he watched Omega put the thing together with a flared compartment base. Another item from the bag was a thin rectangle item, and when Omega pressed a button, the vibrator turned on, turned off with another button. The wide grin on Omega’s face frightened Zero, and he tried to shrink away from the item.
“Don’t be disagreeable, puppy,” Omega admonished. He pressed a button on the compartment, and the toy whirled, the smooth surface seeming to sweat some sort of secretion. He ran his hand along it, spreading the lubrication evenly, then pushed it into Zero.
Zero’s whines increased, but if Omega was determined to put it in him, he couldn’t change his mind. Instead Zero spread his knees a little further apart and relaxed his body, wincing at the coldness of the toy and its lubrication. Once it was inside, Omega looped two straps around Zero’s thighs, then attached some sort of contraption to the vibrator’s base that held it in place. Omega cautiously withdrew his hands, and the toy remained steadfast.
With a wicked grin, the red-eyed blond brought the remote up and pressed a different button. Zero’s whines became sharp cries as the toy, using the machinery strapped to Zero’s thighs, began to thrust in and out of him.
“And it has unlimited range,” the larger blond snickered. “So I can control it from anywhere, and you have no idea what I’ll do…”
“O-Omega…” Zero panted, wincing despite the pleasure. “I-I-I don’t like this thing…!”
Omega came around to Zero’s side, petting his hair lovingly. “I know, puppy, you prefer me. But by the time I get home, you’ll be well riled up I’d say.” He knelt, grinning at the rigid state of Zero’s member, and giving it a loving tap.
Omega leaned over and kissed Zero’s cheek. “Don’t cum all over the sheets, hmm?”
“Wh-what?” Zero gasped out, and Omega turned the toy off. Zero’s body visibly relaxed and went slack in his bonds. “I don’t… I don’t think I could help it!”
“Try your damnedest. I’ll be back soon.” Omega stood.
Zero wailed his name when Omega activated the vibration function, and Omega gave him a wide, wicked grin before teleporting out.
~*~
Throughout the day Omega fiddled with the remote at random times, flicking this function on or adjusting this function’s speed. He made sure to keep the roughness of the thrusting function relatively low, however—he had no idea just how hard it could go, and the last thing he wanted was to give Zero the impression he was being raped. Although that’s exactly what Omega did the first time however many weeks ago it was, the red-eyed blond’s possessive affection prevented him from doing such an act toward Zero again.
Affection? Omega’s eyebrows knitted as he messed with the remote randomly, leaning against the wall near the door to the science lab. Did he really have affection for Zero? All Omega wanted him for was a tight ass to fuck every time he wanted, and maybe a maid to keep that house in decent condition. That hardly required affection. Yet, Omega would admit, only to himself, he liked Zero’s company outside the bedroom.
A little affection couldn’t hurt, Omega decided. Besides, Zero was just too damn adorable in his current state. So long as he never regained his old memories, they were golden; Omega would continue to shelter him and take his pleasure, Zero could live out his days in blissful, cute ignorance. It was a win-win, in Omega’s book.
“I see he kicked you out of his lab, hm?” a sneering voice interrupted Omega’s thoughts.
He glanced up just in time to see Copy X swipe the remote from him, glaring at it. “And what’s this?” he asked, raising his own red eyes to look at Omega with suspicion.
Omega kept his cool. “I’m just messing with it. Glad to see you up and about again, Mr. Copy.”
Copy X glared at him, thumbs randomly activating the vibration and lubrication functions. Omega tried not to smirk, his poker face nearly wavering at how slippery Zero was feeling about now…
“No thanks to your friend in there,” Copy X snarled. “If not for his energy system proposal, neither of you would be allowed near Neo Arcadia.”
“I’m hurt, Copy X. I fought side by side with Original X, why don’t you trust me?”
“I don’t trust anyone, whether or not you’re the legendary Zero.” In his annoyance, Copy X also activated the thrust function, and Omega bit the inside of his cheek.
Omega shrugged, casually leaning against the wall. “Original X would be more than happy to have me back. Where is he, anyway?”
“None of your damn business.” With that, the copy ran his thumbs up the remote, setting each function to maximum. Omega winced inwardly—he did not want to know just how loud Zero was screaming right now…
“What is Weil up to today, Zero?” Copy X sneered again, giving Omega a look.
It made Omega pause. Making it out that he was the real Zero wasn’t that much of an issue, and it gained them access to Neo Arcadia. But if Copy X had all of X’s memories, he knew Zero lost his original body, and if he was suspicious…
Copy X would, regrettably, have to die soon, Omega wagered. Too bad, he had that sort of cute youngness Zero had, and thanks to that little blond, Omega knew he’d find it a little heartbreaking to kill such a cute kid.
“Working on the energy research,” Omega said casually, “since the system should be finished soon.”
Copy X threw the remote at Omega, who caught it smoothly in his hand. The first thing he did, without looking at it, was turn off the thrust function. His poor puppy…
“Well, Zero, if you don’t mind telling him to hurry the hell up, we’re quite impatient to see what he’s come up with. We’re not exactly trusting of the old doctor, I’m sure you of all people understand.”
They stared at each other, Omega’s fist around the remote flexing. Copy X sneered at him again, turning away with his nose in the air and sauntering off. Omega’s eyes dropped to watch the slight sway of Copy X’s slender hips, and all he could think about was how much more appealing Zero’s behind was.
Well, of course it is, Omega’s logical mind muttered. Zero’s your mate, that’s what you made him.
Mate? That was too personal of a term, and Omega frowned. Omega had no mate, he had a fuck buddy. Yes, that worked perfectly well.
Damn it. I wanna go home.
~*~
Zero sniffled and he swallowed hard, trying not to sob too loudly. His throat felt raw after that particular little session, and he had to wonder what made Omega so angry he'd take it out on Zero. The toy hummed gently in the lowest vibration setting, still inside of him, yet even with the slight massage-like feeling the young blond still felt raw. He rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, rubbing away tears. He had, in truth, been enjoying the randomness of the toy until it suddenly went haywire, and Zero was afraid the globs of liquid trailing down his thighs from his buttocks wasn't excess lubrication, but blood. It was incredibly rough...
Maybe it was an accident, Zero tried to rationalize as he slowly, finally, started to relax. He wouldn't ever hurt me on purpose... Omega cares about me, doesn't he? That's why he has to leave in the first place.
Assuring himself it was an accident, Zero shifted in the bonds he was in, wincing as the toy began its gentle thrusting. He braced himself, panting in delight despite the worry, at the almost intimate and loving way the toy pleasured him. Maybe Omega was apologizing?
Zero glanced down at the mattress and bit his lower lip to try and prevent himself from crying more. If this setting kept up, he'd probably orgasm again, and he had already three times so far... Zero whined, the sound ending in a long moan as he could not resist shifting his hips in a way to wiggle the toy to hit that spot. He couldn't help it; he enjoyed the snap of release, the split second of practical divinity, too much to hold himself back.
Omega will be disappointed, Zero's mind whispered, even as his hips swung side and side, his moans growing louder as the tension built. Told you to hold it.
“I-I can’t…” Zero panted, eyes clenching closed. “I can’t… hold it… Omega…”
As if hearing Zero’s whine, the toy thrust inside one last time then went still, not even vibrating. The small blond let out a gasp, eyes wide, as his body went limp and the tension slowly ebbed out of him. He panted, sniffled, then shifted his weight expectantly. It never stayed off for very long…
Zero strained to turn his head when the bedroom door opened, and once Omega strode into view it was as if he wasn’t tied up or had been hurt before. All Zero wanted to do was hug him like always, and he fought against his bindings to do that.
“Settle down, puppy,” Omega ordered, rather affectionately. He lightly patted Zero’s head. “You okay?”
Zero pushed his head against Omega’s hand. “Y-yeah… except for when you I guess got angry and turned it all the way on…”
Omega actually looked apologetic, and he climbed into the bed in front of Zero, gently tilting his head up and kissing his forehead. “I’m sorry, puppy. That wasn’t me; someone grabbed it and messed with it.”
“R-really?”
“I wouldn’t hurt you, puppy. Was it too rough?”
At this Zero sniffled and nodded, and Omega shifted in the bed and peered at Zero’s behind. It wasn’t bleeding, thankfully, and there was no dried blood. However, he could see how the skin was an angry, raw, red color, and he pressed a small kiss to Zero’s left buttock. Zero squirmed slightly, and Omega pulled back and put his hand against the sheets under Zero. He frowned then, and Zero winced, slightly swinging himself away.
“Couldn’t do it, hm?” Omega asked, one hand going between Zero’s legs and lightly grasping his half-hard arousal. Sure enough, there were droplets of cum still on it.
“No,” Zero whimpered, and when Omega withdrew his hand the smaller blond sobbed, “I couldn’t help it! I’m sorry, I…”
Zero’s plea ended with a sharp yelp as Omega’s palm descended on his ass in a loud, smacking spank. His entire face lit up in a blush, and he bit his lower lip as Omega’s hand came down again on the other cheek.
“I really have to train you, don’t I?” Omega muttered, spanking Zero again and again until the smaller blond was wailing about how sorry he was, back arching and hips moving side to side.
“I’m sorry,” Zero sobbed as Omega spanked him again. “I’m sorry, Omega, please…!”
“Please what, puppy?” Omega growled, the next time he struck was much harder, making Zero yelp. “I’m not a mind reader, Zero—tell me what you’re begging for!”
“Forgive me!” Zero wailed at each smack to his backside. “I’m sorry; I’ll learn to hold back! Please!”
Omega’s other hand went into his vest pocket, pulling out the vibrator’s remote. He flicked lubrication and vibration on medium settings, then resumed the spanking. Zero’s cries were becoming mixed pleasure and pathetic pitiful apologies, still begging forgiveness even as he grew hard from the delight of the toy.
“As I said before…” Omega began in a casual manner, his slaps to Zero’s bottom becoming slow and lazy. “We’re going to have your first sexual lesson…”
Zero swallowed, his entire body trembling as Omega finally stopped spanking him. His bottom felt as if it were practically glowing and radiating heat, the urge to rub his abused cheeks rising. Omega slipped off the bed, tossing his clothes off with the usual hurriedness before slipping back into bed in front of Zero, sitting on his knees so that the bound blond was eye-level with his arousal. Zero’s face burned and he glanced up at Omega, who braced one hand behind Zero’s head.
“I told you I’d teach you how to pleasure me properly, hmm?” Omega murmured. “You started off well before, so why don’t you try that again?”
Zero swallowed again, staring down Omega’s hardness. He licked his lips before reaching out with his tongue, lightly swiping at the reddened tip. When no reprisal came, Zero repeated the action, licking at Omega’s erection much like a candy, even taking pleasure from the way Omega sighed and the salty yet bittersweet droplets of liquid slipping out from the slit in the tip.
Omega’s hips pushed forward a bit, and Zero’s tongue traveled down at far as he could reach in long, slow strokes. Turning his head this way and that, the ebony-eyed blond kissed and licked every centimeter he could reach, turning Omega’s sighs into hisses.
When Omega’s hips again pushed forward, Zero glanced up at him, uncertainty on his face. Omega’s hand on the back of his head pulled him forward a bit, the taller blond grinning.
“Take it slow,” Omega muttered. “A little at a time, and don’t take more than you can handle, even if you think it’ll please me. We’ll learn your threshold and train your throat from there.”
Although it probably shouldn’t have, that last statement sounded incredibly dirty to Zero, and his cheeks lit up in a blush. Careful with his teeth, Zero drew the tip of Omega’s arousal into his mouth, his blush intensifying as the toy began to gently thrust into him, making him moan. Omega’s own eyes closed as the vibrations of Zero’s vocalizations fluttered against his tip, but he withheld the urge to shove himself in further. Zero’s tongue lapped at him, coating the tip with saliva generously before he dared to take a little more in. Again Zero moaned, hazarding pulling more of Omega into his mouth. The tip bumped the roof of his mouth, near the back of his throat, and he instinctively swallowed against it. Omega groaned, tilting his head back as Zero moved his head back, suckling nervously and shyly as Omega’s swollen flesh slid out of his mouth.
“Just like that,” Omega groaned, his hand on Zero’s head fisting a bit of his hair. “Back and forth… keep it slow if you, ahh, have to…”
Zero didn’t dare even try nodding, fearing doing anything remotely wrong, and instead did as instructed. His head slowly rocked back and forth along Omega’s length, tongue sliding along it as he pulled it in, mouth suckling as he pulled it out. Omega groaned again, his other hand flicking at the remote; Zero moaned loudly around Omega’s arousal as the toy sped up slightly, shutting his eyes tightly.
“Faster,” Omega hissed out. “Move faster, now, suck it harder.”
Zero whined, but once more did as he was told. He sped up his movements, although not too fast, especially as Omega’s tip began to bump the back of his throat and threaten to make him gag. He sucked on the swollen flesh harder, blusher harder, moaning around the hardness between his lips as he worked it with suction and tongue. The toy ceased its movements, vibrating only on a low setting, irresistibly teasing inside of him.
Omega hissed and moaned, slightly bowing his head as Zero’s mouth covered his sensitive organ with wet warmth and wonderful tightness when he sucked. He ordered his pet to move even faster, and he let out rumbling, pleased growls as Zero obeyed without hesitation. His puppy was learning quick…
Pressure mounted in Omega’s abdomen, release tantalizingly close—a part of him wanted nothing more than to shove himself into Zero’s mouth until he came, but he kept it calm. Zero was do perfectly well for his first actual blowjob, and Omega giving in to bestial instinct would only turn him off from it.
As it was, despite the embarrassment he couldn’t help feel, Zero found the act more enjoyable than he thought. He opened an eye a crack to peek up at Omega, who was in obvious, strained pleasure. Exhilaration thrilled through the young blond, the fact that he could so please his beloved keeper spiking his desire and he continued his ministrations with new vigor. Omega made a choking sound, and just as Zero pulled his head back til only the tip was in his mouth and he give it a hearty suck, Omega threw his head back with an almost guttural cry of release.
The first spurt of liquid shocked Zero and he pulled back with a sharp inhale, gasping as another few spurts from Omega’s member caught him in the face. Quickly Omega shoved himself back into Zero’s mouth, making his eyes widen as Omega jammed himself in deeply, the tip bumping the back of his throat again and still squirting out his essence.
“Swallow it,” Omega commanded between gasps of release, teeth clenched. “Swallow it.”
Zero had little choice in the matter, but he quickly began to swallow, slightly surprised at the almost sweet taste. Omega grunted, his fist grasping Zero’s hair painfully, but once the feeling orgasm ended his grip relaxed and he pulled out of Zero’s mouth, sitting back and watching the smaller blond with a lazy grin. Zero ran his tongue all along his mouth, scraping up whatever remained of Omega’s seed in his mouth and swallowing it down.
Omega snickered, tilting his head slightly. “You look cute with a mess on your face…”
Zero gaped, just then registering the feeling of the still warm cum slowly trailing down his cheeks from where it splattered onto him when he pulled away. The urge to wipe his face rose, but he remained steadfastly bound, and Omega made no move to remove the evidence from his face. His keeper sat lazily against the pillows, the remote in his hand.
“Very good for your first lesson, puppy,” Omega murmured. “But now we teach you to hold back, hmm?”
“Ome—” Zero’s pitiful plea was cut off with a sharp cry as the toy resumed its thrusting, faster than before, vibrating set to maximum.
The mess on his face forgotten, Zero let out a low whine as his hips began to sway at the sensations, his eyes rolling back as pleasure blossomed from his behind to the rest of his body. Omega reclined, watching with obvious delight in his glittering crimson eyes as Zero moaned from the object he so adamantly hated this morning.
Omega finally leaned forward, running his tongue along Zero’s reddened face, licking up the liquid with leisurely, sensual strokes. Zero waited til he was sure it was all cleaned up before reaching for Omega’s lips, but his keeper pulled back and denied him that simple pleasure, making him whine pitifully. Instead of a kiss, Omega increased the speed of the toy, and Zero gave a low cry of almost pained pleasure. His back arched, head tilted back, his mouth open in a perfect little ‘o’ as wonderful, beautiful moans issued from his lips, and Omega only then felt the urge to kiss him, yet withheld. A kiss would be his reward, the scarlet-eyed blond decided.
Omega knew well the signs of Zero approaching release—his cheeks would tint more pink than red, his hips would rock haphazardly, his lower lip trembling irresistibly and his eyes tightly closed, tears gathering at the corners. He watched for these signs, tilting his head as he watched the erotic show of Zero’s body swaying in its bondage, the toy relentlessly, mercilessly thrusting into him, into that spot and each strike brought his adorable little pet closer and closer to that snap of tension.
Zero began to pant Omega’s name, urge for him, tears streaking down his pink-shaded cheeks as his body rocked. His cries grew louder, his hips thrusting up and down in the air, head tossed back and hair a glorious mess; and just as he was about to hit his peak, Omega shut the toy off.
A sharp cry of denial, of protest, issued from Zero immediately as he was denied orgasm and his body sagged. He opened his eyes, looking at Omega with those beautiful, glistening black orbs as he heaved out panting breaths, his entire body shaking and slightly sweating. Within the throes of sexual torture, Omega decided then that Zero transcended cuteness and became absolutely stunning, especially how he tilted his head at Omega, imploring with small whines and gasps, his begging eyes.
Is this what you look like? Omega’s mind asked him. He’s your mirror image, merely younger. If you let him treat you like this, would you be just as ravishing?
Omega didn’t know, didn’t care, shutting that part of his mind up as he moved to Zero, pressing their foreheads together. Again he denied Zero a simple kiss, depraving him further of bliss.
“How many times,” Omega murmured huskily, his voice deep and seductively teasing, “could you handle me doing that, mmm…?”
“Omega,” Zero begged softly, his voice small and beautifully laden by almost innocent desire. “Please, no…”
Zero had no idea he was the very definition of an aphrodisiac, everything about him arousing Omega more than anything. The sound of him, the sight of him, the taste of his body, his kiss, drove Omega’s senses haywire each time they laid together. Omega leaned in close, his mouth hungrily licking and nipping Zero’s neck above and below his leather collar.
“Omega…” Zero whined, “don’t tease me, please, please…”
“I’ll do what I want with you, Zero,” Omega purred against his soft skin. As if to demonstrate his words, he pushed Zero up so he sat up fully, then reached down between Zero’s legs.
The smaller blond gave a soft moan as his keeper grasped his hard member, stroking it lazily, smirking at Zero’s blushing, tortured face. Zero knew Omega meant to tease, tantalize, lure him close to the edge again only to deny him the plunge, but he could not resist Omega’s soft touch, could not resist the want to kiss him, to fall against him and beg for him. And beg he did, his entire body thrumming in wonderful frustration as Omega’s hand sped up, stroking him more firmly, twisting and squeezing randomly.
Once more he was nearly there, so ready to hit release, and Omega let him go. Not a drop was released from the hard, teased arousal, and Omega murmured approvingly. Pleased with his pet’s agonized state, Omega tipped Zero’s head back and lightly, carefully, intimately kissed his lips.
Zero sighed, closing his eyes and returning the kiss the best he could, able to ignore the frustrated screaming of his body just from this simple contact. The kiss ended far too soon, and Omega nipped at Zero’s nose playfully.
“Do you want me, my precious little puppy?” Omega rumbled, his tongue tracing Zero’s lips.
“Yes…” Zero whined. “Yes, please, yes…”
He was irresistible, and Omega wanted nothing more than to rip that toy from him and ride him to both of their completion. However he shoved that primal urge down, instead wrapping his arms around Zero and undoing his bindings, unhooking the leash from the collar.
When Zero fell against him, whispering thankful gibberish too fast for Omega to catch, Omega carefully positioned Zero how he wanted him. He carefully forced Zero’s legs apart and bent him back, Zero’s hands grasping his own ankles behind him as he rested on his knees. His back was forced to arch, pushing his hips forward in almost an offering gesture, the toy still attached to his thighs and thrusting away, making Zero’s hips dance so beautifully.
Omega set the toy to its fastest setting with medium roughness and max vibration, Zero’s cries filling the room as his hips helplessly rocked back and forth. Omega seized his hips with his hands and, giving Zero a final grin, bent down and took his entire length into his mouth whole.
Zero practically howled in shock and delight, his body shaking with the effort to move yet Omega’s grip on his hips was much like the tight bonds he had on his wrists. He gripped his ankles tighter, tears of pleasure leaking from his black, smoldering eyes as he tossed his head back, moaning Omega’s name. His keeper’s head bobbed up and down, turning left and right as he suckled, swallowing when Zero was fully in his mouth, his throat working the smaller blond and whipping him into a frenzy.
The sensation of being blanketed in such an incredibly warm, wet portal was too much for Zero for a prolonged period, and just before he came Omega drew him out of his mouth and stroked him fast and firm as the same speed as the toy. Zero wailed Omega’s name, his hips jerking forward as he spilled himself into Omega’s palm.
The taller blond turned the toy off when Zero calmed down, leaning against him. Omega held his hand up to Zero, who tiredly looked between the messy palm and Omega’s face, exhaustion of the entire day slamming into him. Before he could make the move to do the expected cleaning, Omega shocked Zero by pulling the hand from him, bringing to his own mouth and lazily, seductively, licking it clean. Zero watched, completely and utterly mesmerized by the sexy display, how Omega’s tongue so suggestively swiped and wrapped around each slender digit, how it stroked his palm clean.
Omega’s free hand undid the straps around Zero’s thighs, tugging the toy out of him and making Zero gasp. Omega tossed it aside and Zero’s body went completely limp, a soreness settling in once he realized he was finally empty. His hand clean, Omega gathered Zero in his arms and laid down, Zero on top of his chest, and idly petted his puppy’s hair.
“Omega…” Zero whispered, shyly glancing up at him.
“Hmm…?”
“I-I…” Zero blushed as Omega looked down at him. His raw beauty had faded in Omega’s eyes, leaving the adorable little blond Omega was so fond of in his arms. “I wanted… to tell you that I… I…”
Oh hell.
“Go to sleep, Zero,” Omega murmured. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”
“B-but I…”
“Did you enjoy your lessons?”
Zero’s blush intensified. “Y-yes…”
Omega nodded, tucking Zero’s head under his chin. “Be a good puppy and go to sleep now, and we’ll do more. Keep talking and we won’t.”
The smaller blond swallowed his next words and closed his eyes. He didn’t want to stop doing things with Omega, naughty or clean.
Hesitantly, Zero murmured, “Good night, Omega.”
Omega sounded like he was smirking in triumph when he replied, “Sweet dreams, puppy.”
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