Runaway Omega Chapter 150 - - 150 Thou Shall Not Piss Off Their Omegas

Tristan’s Point Of View

"C’mon Tristan, let’s get out now. Aren’t you tired?" Sylvester asked , as I played with the bubbles and the jets in the tub.

"I’m tired of you guys hiding things from ..." I replied, not looking in his direction.

"Wha-!? I did nothing, I swear! What’s wrong Tristan?" Sylvester asked, picking up out of the water.

Ironically enough, he genuinely seed confused, and through the bonded link that we share I could tell he was being honest. Which ant the ones who were nervous and anxious were the two dummies trying to hide things from earlier.

’Hmm? But Monday and Tuesday seem so far away... How to punish the fools?’

I pondered their punishnt as Sylvester carried off to bed. I needed a punishnt that would be a punishnt for them, but not so much for . I suddenly had an epiphany. And I could feel the slow insidious smile spreading across my face.

Sylvester stopped dead in his tracks and looked down at . Now he was nervous and worried, but he had been a good boy today. There was no need to punish him at all.

"T-Tristan... Your smile is extrely wicked. I promise I didn’t do anything wrong. Please believe ..." He pleaded as he sat on the bed.

"I do. I believe you Sylvester. It’s totally fine. I’m fine. Everything is fine. C’re..." I said, holding my arms open.

Sylvester walked up to and began to dry my hair. Once he was done he tossed the towel away, and then climbed into bed with .

He seed genuinely shaken as he pulled closer into his arms. He kissed my face all over, but never said a word. I knew what he wanted, but it seed that he didn’t want to anger , so he didn’t ask.

’Jeez... He’s too dang adorable... I said I believed him, right?’

"Sylvester, it’s fine. Do whatever you want. I said I believe you. You’re being honest, so why should I punish you?" I asked, kissing him back.

"I don’t want to make you mad. You’re really mad right now. And before you say I’m overreacting, just know our connection has basically upgraded since the mating cycle. Seeing you smile, yet feeling your barely contained rage, is twice as scary." He said, pulling the cover over the both of us.

"I promise it’s fine. It’s not you. It’s the ones sneaking around right now, who are the problem... You have nothing to worry about. So please tell what you would like to do." I said, rubbing his arm.

’Ha-Ha-Ha... How could I ever punish a face like that?’

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Sylvester’s Point Of View

Tristan was seething under the surface. Whether he understood what it felt like for or not, wasn’t my only concern. I couldn’t be sure, but if I had to guess... Ferdinand and Bellamy were doing sothing behind Tristan’s back. I could definitely feel their anxiety, and Bellamy had left the house for a bit.

I wanted to know what they were getting into too, but that smile on Tristan’s face, imdiately disposed of all the curiosity that I had about anything. Then, I imdiately rembered the last ti he had been ready to punish Bellamy and Cole, and I shuddered.

’Nooo. No. No. No. No. Thou shall not piss off Tristan... Ever...!’

"Sylvester...? Don’t you have sothing to say to ?" Tristan said, grabbing my chin.

"Huh? S-Sothing like what?" I stamred.

Before the bath, I had been ready to ravage him completely. He had been so adorably innocent and carefree playing with everyone today, he had smiled more today than I had ever seen him smile before. They literally played until the sun went down.

By then, he had stars and unicorns on his face, and was so hopped up on sugar he couldn’t calm down. But as the sugar drained from his body and realization dawned on him, he seed to not want to smile happily anymore...

’Seriously, it’s friggin terrifying!’

"Haaah... If you’re that worried about it, then take my mind off of it... wouldn’t that also, in theory, punish the idiots too?" Tristan shrugged.

"But what about Cole? He didn’t do anything wrong, right?" I asked, slightly concerned.

"He should be sleep by now, I don’t feel any particular emotions from him. And if he’s not, then consider it a casualty of war." Tristan replied, taking my cock into his hands.

I sucked a sharp breath in through my teeth at the unexpected touch. He was angry, and it seed he intended to take out his frustrations on my body.

However...

I picked him up and forcefully pushed him into the bed. My pride wouldn’t let him use as a stress reliever.

’I’m no one’s personal dildo, damn it!’

"AAH! UHN... Fuck!" Tristan cried out.

I wasted no ti entering him, and even less ti acclimating to the ridiculously tight squeeze he currently had around my cock. It was enough to make cum imdiately.

I began to piston my hips at a fast pace, and took Tristan’s chin into my hand, as tears began to form in his eyes.

"I love you, Tristan. Seriously... You’re so sexy when your pissed off. But even more so, when you’re honest about what you want. I’ll give it to you until you’re sick of it." I smirked, as I thrust into him deeply all at once.

I didn’t give him a chance to cry out this ti, as I claid his lips and the moan that ca with them.

’R.I.P. Ferdinand and Bellamy. I hope whatever you’re doing is worth it.’

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Lyukhe’s Point Of View

"Whoa! This is your house, Master?!" Maihsson exclaid excitedly, as the helicopter landed in my front yard.

"Yup. It’s not much, but it’s ho." I replied.

At my reply, they all turned to look at , annoyed. I didn’t know what I said to cause such a reaction, but they seed thoroughly displeased with it.

"Master... That house is huge! What did you an when you said, ’It’s not much’?" Wahrryn asked.

"Hahaha! I see. I’m sorry... Truth be told, my house is among the smallest of all the Mafia Kings. Honestly, I think Ferdinand’s house is the biggest, but I understand why that wouldn’t matter to you guys." I said ruffling his hair.

We all climbed out of the helicopter and I led them to the front door. When it opened before I could even touch it, all four of the Ogas gasped in shock and took a step back.

"Young Master, welco back. I heard that you had quite the eting..." Kihone trailed off looking at the terrified Ogas standing behind .

"Who might these boy’s be?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Kihone, this is Wahrryn, Maihsson, Mahxim, and Jehssope. Boy’s, this is Kihone. He is the main butler of my estate." I replied with a chuckle.

"And who are they to you, Young Master?" Kihone asked, confused.

"Ah... Well, that’s..." I mumbled.

"He’s our M-Master..." Maihsson stamred out.

"Oho? I see. Well then, do co in." Kihone said, with a warm welcoming smile.

As he opened the door further, the boys eagerly walked through, holding each other’s hands. They cooed at everything and wandered around slowly, asking questions every step of the way.

"Young Master, should we assign rooms for each of them?" Kihone asked, making the boy’s stop in their tracks.

"No!" Maihsson said, defensively.

"We will stay with our master...." Wahrryn agreed.

"Heh-Heh. They can share a single room, if they ever want their own space... but they will be sleeping in my room for the most part." I said with a chuckle.

"Understood, Sir." Kihone replied, dutifully.

"See to it that the room is fitted with any and all things that could keep them occupied. Toys, gas, and the like." I added.

"Master...? We don’t need our own room..." Maihsson said, looking anxious.

"It’s fine. Think of it as a playroom that you can occasionally sleep in if you get too tired. Plus, unlike you and Wahrryn, Mahxim and Jehssope don’t share that sa sentint. They might want their own room every now and then, right?" I asked, looking at Jehssope and Mahxim.

They wouldn’t et my eyes, but nodded nonetheless.

"Then it’s fine. You boys can have whatever you want, okay? Just ask or Kihone, and we’ll get it for you." I said.

"Master, can we see your room?" Wahrryn asked.

"Sure. I don’t see why not. It’s on the 2nd floor. Let’s go." I replied.

Once we arrived at my room, the boy’s absolutely lost their minds. They imdiately began investigating the room. They even jumped on my bed, before rolling around in it with contented smiles.

"Master, this room is amazing! Your bed is really soft! And it still slls like you!" Maihsson laughed.

I had never heard any of them laugh, the sound of it made sothing primal stir within . Sothing carnal, and all consuming... I noticed Jehssope and Mahxim stiffen, as they looked back at in confusion. They had been extrely quiet, ever since we left the hotel. I wasn’t sure what the reason was, I just hoped that it was out of nervousness.

’I’ll protect their smiles... no matter what...’