Runaway Omega Chapter 153 - - 153 You Did, What?!

Tristan’s Point Of View

As dawn broke in the sky, I stretched and yawned softly. Sylvester, feeling stir as I woke up, pulled into his arms and kissed my forehead.

"Good Morning, Tristan. Did you sleep okay?" He asked, clearly still sleepy himself.

"Yeah... I hurt all over though... We really over did it, didn’t we?" I groaned.

"It’s your own fault. Don’t ever try to use like that again. It’s offensive." He chuckled.

"Hmm... Noted." I said, before I snuggled in closer to him.

"We can take a bath together in a bit. Just let rest for now, okay?" Sylvester asked, softly.

"Hmm... How about you rest for as long as you need to, and we let the traitors take care of instead?" I pondered.

Sylvester’s eyes shot open imdiately, and he glanced down at wearily.

"Your punishnt is going to start this early? Hahaha... Jeez, you’re so damn terrifying..." He chuckled nervously.

"Does that an you disagree?" I asked, curiously.

"No. Never. Do whatever you want. Those idiots had it coming. Just call if you need my help with anything..." He sighed, as he ran a hand through my hair.

With Sylvester’s approval, I placed my left hand on Ferdinand’s mark on my nape, and my right hand on Bellamy’s mark on my left shoulder. Then, I closed my eyes, and ntally willed them to co to .

It was silent for a mont, and Sylvester gave a look as if to say, "Did it work?". But before I could try again, we heard movent and quiet mumbles beyond the door.

"Just co in already, idiots..." Sylvester groaned, already annoyed.

I rubbed his chest to soothe him, as Ferdinand and Bellamy soon walked into the room. They looked around nervous and worried, before eventually looking at in confusion.

"You idiots spent the night sneaking around and being obnoxious about it, so you will help Tristan take a bath and explain yourselves, while I get so sleep." Sylvester said lazily, as he waved them away.

anwhile, Ferdinand and Bellamy tensed up nervously, and looked at trying to gauge my mood. I was trying to put on a serious face as I felt all their waring emotions. Sylvester was calm and nonchalant on the surface, but underneath it all, he was like a younger sibling that had just outed his older brothers for sneaking out.

"Tristan... it’s not like tha–"

"I would like to take a bath. You should go get the tub ready, Bellamy. Ferdinand, you should get so clean clothes." I ordered, cutting Bellamy’s early protests off imdiately.

If I was being honest, I didn’t care what their excuses were. I didn’t even care what they had done, by this point. It was the fact that they lied, and tried to hide it at all, that grated on my nerves. They would absolutely lose their shit if I snuck around secretly behind their backs and didn’t tell them anything. So why the hell could they do it, and not see how that would bother ?

They were going to know the definition of empathy before today was over, I would guarantee it.

Ferdinand finished finding my clothes, before Bellamy finished with the bath. So I had him carry to the bathroom.

"Tristan... I don’t want you to be mad at . I’m sorry... I was just doing what he asked to..." Ferdinand mumbled.

"What did he ask you to do?" I asked.

Ferdinand looked at nervously, then he wouldn’t et my eyes at all. It was only making things worse, but I’d let him dig his grave as deep as he wanted.

When we reached the bathroom, Bellamy was just turning off the water. He turned to look at nervous, and I couldn’t help but smirk. He had no doubt rembered the last ti he did sothing that grated on my nerves. And good on him for being so perceptive, too bad he didn’t have the foresight to think before he acted.

Bellamy gave Ferdinand a harsh glare, and Ferdinand sighed heavily. It seed that they were having a silent argunt. It would be amusing, if I wasn’t so pissed off.

Ferdinand placed in the tub and Bellamy imdiately set to washing my hair, while Ferdinand began to wash my body. The silence was deafening, but I was willing to let them sink into the abyss, before I asked them to explain themselves, again.

I could feel their nervousness slowly rising with my cleanliness, and I was just about out of patience with the both of them.

I let out a long, heavy, sigh and Bellamy caved first.

"Ferdinand set Kaleb up with soone to spend his first heat cycle with!" Bellamy exclaid.

Ferdinand gave him a look that would have no doubt turned him into a puddle of mush, if looks could kill. anwhile, Bellamy was glaring back in smug satisfaction.

I however, couldn’t formulate a single thought. I stared at the both of them in wide eye, open mouth, shock. Once I snapped out of it, I realized I couldn’t rely on these jerks to do what I asked of them. So I only had one choice...

"SYLVESTER!"

He ca to imdiately, looking shocked beyond reason. Then, he looked between Ferdinand and Bellamy, confused.

"I would like to go check on my little brother, please..." I said, looking up at Sylvester, helplessly.

"Yeah, sure. What’s wrong?" He asked, picking up out of the tub.

"I’ll tell you on the way... I need clothes..." I murmured.

I wasn’t mad that Kaleb chose to not be alone. I was glad he was able to make the choice. The problem was, the mories. Those things didn’t just go away, and they never failed to resurface during our heat cycles. Delcain’s heat cycles were the worst. He would scream, toss, and turn all night.

Ferdinand and Bellamy hadn’t known that, but they would have, if they didn’t try to go behind my back.

’Yeah... definitely going to punish these idiots... I just hope Kaleb is okay... and whoever he chose, was at least a little understanding...’

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Kaleb’s Point Of View

"Hey, what is this?" Gaibe asked, as he thrust his hips for the umpteenth ti.

"Uhn! S-Stop talking..." I groaned, squeezing my eyes closed.

He was actually a nice guy, the problem was, that he was super perverted. It was so embarrassing, that my face was burning. And he was loving every bit of it. I didn’t even want to look at him anymore.

"Okaaay... but it seems important. It’s not a suppressant, but what is it?" He asked, thrusting deeper inside .

"Aaah! Y-You really are... a frikkin... perv– AAH!"

He began to grind into , and I squeezed my eyes shut so tight, I thought that I saw stars.

Having no other choice but to glare at him, I opened my eyes, and then widened them in shock. I had forgotten to use the damn contraceptive that Bellamy had given .

"Ugh... A contraceptive... give it to ..." I groaned, trying to stop his movents.

"Haha! I see. I got it." He replied, pushing the syringe gently into my thigh without breaking his stride.

I covered my face with my hands and sighed. This guy was seriously too much. It was like, all his nervousness and trepidation went out the window as soon as he entered my body.

I couldn’t deny that it felt amazing. It was all just so ridiculously embarrassing. I couldn’t even properly think about anything.

"Does this an I can just release inside you, now?" He asked, picking up his pace.

"No, dummy! Aah!... Just keep... doing what you’ve... been doing... Ungh... Fuck!" I groaned.

"Oho? You have a potty mouth now, huh? That only turns on more, y’know..." He said, running a hand up to my throat.

I tensed up, not sure what he was doing, and peeked out through my fingers.

"Don’t think about unnecessary things... this is the last ti... it’s already morning... so just cum, Kaleb..." He said, with a throaty moan into my ear.

Goosebumps rose all over my skin, as my body began to obediently answer his suggestion.

"Ugh... You’re so tight right now. Are you going to cum, Kaleb?"

I nodded as I bit my lower lip. It was unavoidable. I didn’t know why, but hearing him say my na repeatedly, sent shivers down my spine, and pushed closer to the edge everyti.

"Then, cum for , Kaleb." He said, grabbing my cock and stroking it as well.

I imdiately tensed up and ejaculated, faster than I could even warn him. He groaned deeply, then pulled his cock out and ejaculated onto my stomach.

"Haah... damn... that’s dangerous... I’ll get you a towel. Do you want to shower with ?" He asked, mischievously.

I shook my head, and shooed him away. At this point my face was sure to catch on fire if he kept this up. He brought a warm wash cloth, and then headed back for the bathroom. Once I heard the shower co on I let out a soft groan, and began to wipe myself clean.

Once I slipped on my new pajamas, I climbed back into bed and laid down. My body was still trembling subtly, and I could still feel him inside .

Just as I was getting comfortable again, there ca a knock on my door.

*Knock... Knock... Knock...*

"Kaleb? It’s Tristan... Can we talk?"

’Damn it... Fuck my life...’