Runaway Omega Chapter 42 - - 42 No... Not Again

yhymn’s Point Of View

"yhymn... I don’t wanna... you’re too much..." Ezekihel whined.

"It’s been 35 hours, and your pheromones are suffocating. What do you want to do? Should I give you to the Alphas outside?" I asked.

"That’s so an! Why would you say that?" He cried.

"I’m tired Ezekihel. I gave you part of Saturday and all of Sunday to rest. I haven’t slept since Saturday, and you’re being a petulant child. Your damn pheromones are driving crazy. So choose!" I said.

"I’d rather masturbate!" Ezekihel yelled.

"Can you do it though?" I smirked.

I hadn’t forgotten that he said it took a lot to get him there. I couldn’t imagine a world where masturbating would be the easiest solution. So I couldn’t help but tease him about it.

"Of course I can do it!" He yelled, his face turning red.

"Then why didn’t you just do it Saturday morning?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

If he could indeed do it, I’d have mixed feelings about it. Considering that it would have saved a lot of trouble.

"I didn’t want you to think I was a creep." He murmured.

"Dumbass... I would have just went to sleep. That’s no longer an option now however. So, show ." I said, smirking again.

"W-Wait... What?!" He asked, indignant.

"You heard ... I said, Show ..."

I climbed onto my bed and threw the towel I had used to dry my hair into the clothes bin. I sat atop my covers with my legs crossed at the ankles. I leaned back against my pillows and headboard and crossed my arms.

He had gotten used to being around all the ti, but he always turned into a Diva at night ti. All I ever wanted to do was sleep, but he seed hell bent on keeping awake. Friday night/ Saturday morning I could understand. But today...? Sunday night/Monday morning...? Absolutely not. I needed sleep, his pheromones were running rampant, and he was being completely unreasonable, and a total nuisance.

"I’m not going to show you anything!" He said, sitting on the floor.

"Either show or we have sex. I’m not sacrificing another night of sleep because of you. Sylvester will tease you to death if I keep sleeping in." I said.

"Why can’t I just do it in the bathroom?"

"Your chain only reaches the toilet. How are you going to clean up the ss?" I retorted.

"Then unchain !"

"Ha! You must be joking. Why would I do that? Trust is earned not given. So either do it yourself, or I do it for you. What’s the issue? If it’s possible I’ll let you help yourself that way from here on out." I said.

"It is possible, it’s just not the preferred thod..." He mumbled.

"No, I don’t an if it’s possible to curb the 24 hour detonator inside you with masturbating. I an whether or not you can actually get off that way. Do hurry up. I’m tired and losing patience." I chuckled.

"You know, for the record you were a decent guy before I saw your stupid dick!" He humphed.

"Haha! Oh? That’s just because you didn’t know . You are also a bad listener. So save yourself the hassle next ti and listen carefully when people are talking to you." I retorted.

"You’re so... fucking unreasonable! It’s way too embarrassing to do this in front of you! I don’t want to!" He whined again.

"There you go not listening again. I do believe I gave you three options to choose from. Either masturbate, climb aboard, or I take you to the guard house and you can have fun with those Alphas. Not doing anything isn’t an option..." I sighed.

His pheromones were already so thick I could barely breathe properly anymore. To be honest, if he dragged this out much longer it wouldn’t matter. My sanity would snap long before he was able to formulate a thought.

The only thing keeping my mind in check at the mont, was my curiosity. If he actually could masturbate and stop his pheromone take over, then I was even willing to help him get off that way too. There was no way I could screw him every night and not have days where I was too tired to do it.

Just like Sylvester, asking soone to have sex everyday outside of a rut was just too much. The body needed actual sleep, and I could never get it if his pheromones were always like this. They were beginning to constrict around my throat.

I walked over to the edge of my bed on my knees and plucked Ezekihel from the floor. I sat him down on my bed and snatched his shorts off.

"Hey!" He yelled.

"Look, your pheromones are about to push to my breaking point. I’m being as nice as I can about this, you definitely don’t want to take on in a mindless rut. So be a good boy and listen to , okay?" I said, laying back down beside him.

"Ngh... Such an asshole..."

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Ezekihel’s Point Of View

I was in trouble. I had been masturbating for nearly 15 minutes now and I was still no closer to cumming, than when I started. The amused, cloudy blue, gleaming eyes weren’t helping. Masturbating would certainly stop my pheromones, I just personally struggled with doing it. It took much longer than sex did.

"Ezekihel... I don’t think you can do it. Would you like so help?" He murmured.

I could see the massive outline of his cock, begging for freedom in his pajama pants. It was as tantalizing, as it was terrifying. I never imagined he could be more of a fierce Alpha than the ones at the facility. But their cocks didn’t hold a candle to this monster of a man.

His stamina was unrivaled, his size was unrivaled, his power was unrivaled, and the sex was unrivaled. At the facility I was classified as defective. I could only ejaculate once and not very much. It was the reason I was used as a foot soldier. I was also supposed to be used as the agents toy while we passed the ti waiting, if need be. I was counted amongst the 15 most useless Ogas in Zeta Kai.

"No, wait. What are you doing?! AUGH! Oh my Gods!" I shrieked.

Without so much as a word, he had picked up and sat down directly onto his face. I felt my face heat up in embarrassnt and my pheromones flare out of control.

"Either masturbate or suck my cock. It doesn’t matter now. I gave you your chance, I’m going to fuck you either way. But first, my al." He said, then he thrust his tongue deep inside .

"Ugh! S-So... embarrassing... AAHHHH!"

He slid two fingers inside with his tongue and I nearly ca undone. The sensation and pleasure I was feeling was indescribable.

"Mmm... your seriously as sweet as honey. I could get addicted to this..." He groaned, as he sat up.

The force of him sitting up put face to face with his raging hard-on, and also on all fours right in front of him.

I felt him firmly grab my ass and spread it apart, before he thrust his tongue into once again. I could feel the familiar tingling sensation crawling up my spine and began to moan uncontrollably. I had never had anyone prepare in such a way before, it truly felt like he would eat . Every ti he would groan or growl it sent a shudder up my spine.

"Haaah... you can’t cum yet. You had your chance, now it’s my turn. Free my cock, Ezekihel..." He groaned.

I could never understand how he could say such embarrassing stuff so seriously all the ti. I couldn’t even protest anymore. Without a second thought, I obeyed and sprang his cock free from his pajama pants.

My mouth imdiately began to salivate, and yhymn was inserting two more fingers inside at the sa ti. He was enjoying thoroughly.

"Ah! W-Wait... J-Just give a second... please... I’m already about to cum... so if you just shov– UNGH! Wait... I’m... cumming... Fuuuck!"

yhymn wasted no ti picking up and sliding onto his rock hard erection, painstakingly slow. Sure I didn’t want to be slamd down onto sothing so massive, but slowly was unmistakably worst. I could feel his cock twitch and pulse the entire ti.

I ejaculated onto his chest before he was even halfway inside . I could feel the tears forming in my eyes, threatening to spill over any mont. I used my knees to stop my descent. yhymn looked up at puzzled, but I couldn’t catch my breath and my vision was flickering.

"Stop... You’re too big! Give a second yhymn, seriously... I’m still cummi– AHHH! S-Such a... B-Bastard..." I groaned.

Instead of waiting, he had slamd down onto him with no hesitation. The mont his cock reached my deepest depths, I ejaculated onto his chest a second ti.

"Move on Ezekihel... fuck how you want... I won’t move... much..." yhymn said.

"N-No... No, not again... Please..." I cried.