Untitled Part 37
Chapter Thirty Seven: Anxiety
Yuji~
Yuji's body had reached its threshold of liquor. He wasn't painfully intoxicated, however, he had partied enough in his young life to know that it would be unwise to consume anything more-- especially now that he had received Daichi's blessing to move into the yellow house for good. He had to been on his best behavior.
"Are you sure it's okay for us to leave the party?" Yachi quietly remarked as they stepped onto the landing of the third floor. "I don't want to seem--"
"Oh, you sweet , caring Omegaaaaa!" He interrupted in a sing song voice, pulling the small blonde into his lean arms for a vigorous embrace. "It's dying down anyways, they won't even know we're gone!"
When a small smile flickered across Yachi's fair face, he couldn't help a wicked grin from appearing on his own. His first and foremost goal had always been to protect the small girl, but right now, there were other, more lustful, things on his mind-- the liquid courage coursing through his body wasn't doing him any favors in that department. Plus, the alcohol had really, really dulled the pain in his jaw. He was going to take full advantage of it.
The pair shuffled down the dim hallway and ducked into the familiar room across from the tea green nest. As he closed the door behind them, he was suddenly blasted with Yachi's fragrance-- so much so that his knees began to quake from the unusual force behind the scent. Slowly, he turned on his heels to face her, yellow eyes darkening as roses consumed his very being.
"Yachi," he growled low, his throat rumbling with anticipation. He had not expected her to be so forthcoming with her arousal, ordinarily, she was beyond shy. "What are you doing..."
"I-I'm," the small Omega squeaked, visibly stiffening at the smell of his Alpha fragrance-- coyly wafting into the air to match her own. "I'm...just..."
As her words trailed off, she began fiddling with the edges of her cream blouse and Yuji closed the distance between them.
"I'm j-just..."
"Are you sure you're ready for this," he challenged, eyes narrowing with desire as he took in her petite, yet feminine figure. "Are you sure."
Her scent was stifling out the cool air of the room, alerting his senses to her lustful thoughts. He wanted to give in to his feral nature, allow it to rush forward and take all she had to offer, but after everything he had witnessed, his conscious mind knew better.
"Yes..." Yachi replied in a near whisper, glancing up at him with large, innocent eyes. "I'm...I'm sure..."
While the shy affirmation wasn't enough for him, it was more than enough for his excited instincts. In an instant, they sprang to the forefront of his mind and coated his waking thoughts in a deep fog of animalistic desire. He reached forward and caressed her cheek-- his scent rapidly devolving into a domineering sort of excited arousal.
Were her broken ribs still bothering her? Was she consenting only because of her intoxicated state? Was she rushing into things to please him?
The sober, cohesive thoughts were banished from his head-- locked away by his feral nature, screeching about inside his skull. He slowly pulled the soft blouse over her head, admiring her fragile figure through darkening vision. Underneath, her small breasts were covered by a white, lace bra and her collar bones were dotted with sporadic freckles. He liked them, really liked them. They suited her, almost as much as her rosy fragrance. As his hands lightly grazed over her shoulders, lingering on her narrow bra straps, a quiet moan escaped her parted lips. He smirked in the dark, then pulled her petite body in close and rushed to meet her mouth with his own. As they pushed together in a flurry of messy kisses, their tongues entwined in hot arousal, he pulled her navy skirt upwards onto her narrow hips. Somewhere along the line, his own clothing had come off, along with her lacy bra, and they had tangled together into the soft comforter on the bed.
Startled to find just how far they had progressed in their foreplay, Yuji, with great effort, pulled away from the Omega's warm mouth and met her soft eyes. She was panting through parted lips-- red and swollen from his gentle nips. He smirked again, admiring the way her breasts rose and fell with each shy breath, then moved down her body to take a small, pink nipple between his teeth. As he rolled it around in his mouth, flicking it against his metal tongue piercing, Yachi whimpered into the quiet air around them and shuddered against his naked body. Her heavenly fragrance washed over him once more, egging him on with its lustful satisfaction.
Roses. Sweet, fresh, roses.
He continued to tease her breasts and slowly caressed down her tense abdomen to feel for her sex, pleased to find it wet with instinctual anticipation. His cock pulsed against his briefs as he lightly grazed a finger between her folds and over her sensitive nub.
"Yuji..." Yachi moaned as she grasped into his dyed hair with delicate fingers and long nails. "Alpha...!"
He liked hearing her whine out his name in sheer ecstasy, but he loved hearing her instinctual cry-- Alpha . His instincts flared up once more and he moved forward to claim her mouth again as he lined up his swollen, aching member with her moist sex. Her natural scent, even more prominent from the slick juices dripping onto the comforter beneath her, was going well to drive him into a state of feral madness.
He had to have her. All of her. Every single inch. It was all his. His.
In one swift movement, he thrust forward, pushing his cock inside the Omega's warm hole. Immediately, she whimpered out, her hazel eyes glassy with desire, and she arched her back away from the mattress to match his movements.
She was unbelievably tight. Her body was so small compared to his lean figure. It was almost painful for him to be inside of her, but the sheer ecstasy he felt, bathing in her floral fragrance, transmuted all of his sensations into a personal heaven. He pulled back slightly, then thrust forward against, his lean body rubbing against her soft skin, searching for an even higher level of ecstacy.
"Fuck. Yachi," he snarled as he nipped at the scent glands in her neck, inhaling rosy fragrance-- diluted with Omega desire. "You. Are. So. Tight."
At his growling words, he felt the Yachi's body stiffen against his own-- losing all of its aroused liquidity in a mere instant. He pulled back to look at her, feeling his heart suddenly pound loudly against his chest.
Fuck. Something was wrong. What was wrong. What did he do...
Yachi~
Yachi had loved every second, every blissful moment of Yuji. The way he was gentle with her, but sometimes harsh in his teasing. The way she lost track of time-- lost track of herself in his arms. His domineering scent wrapped her in a warm blanket of safety, something she had never felt from an Alpha before. However, her euphoric happiness was shattered before she even had the chance to understand what had happened.
"Fuck, Yachi. You are so tight."
Fuck, Yachi. Didn't I tell you last time to loosen up?
Chaki's voice suddenly permeated every inch of her mind, slicing at her insides like hot daggers.
You never fucking listen. I told you to relax your fuck hole, you stupid fucking Omega.
She could feel her body shaking against the soft comforter beneath her, but her mind began to cloud over, pushing away the real world with her familiar, dark tunnel of panic.
What good are you to me if I can barely fuck you?! You stupid slut. Loosen up!
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'll be better..." She whispered, unsure of if the words had actually reached her lips.
Where was she, again? How mad was Chaki, this time? Maybe she could--
"Yachi?!"
Who was that? Someone familiar, calling her name from very far away...
"Yachi. Fuck. FUCK ."
She couldn't place the voice. It wasn't...Chaki...was it? No...it was too desperate...too guttural...
"Did I hurt you?! Yachi, say something. Please. Please. I'm losing my mind. Please ."
Please. The single word had a sensational, raw emotion to it-- the likes of which she had never experienced.
Please.
Please.
Did I hurt you.
Please...
Yuji.
Suddenly, her world flooded back to life. As she slowly blinked color back into her black vision, she was surprised to find her eyes moist with fresh tears. Yuji was holding her to his chest, rocking against the headboard of the bed-- his scent a combination of frantic upset and stress. His left hand was clutching her small bicep with enough force to bruise, but she didn't mind the pressure. The action was possessive, fearful even, and driven by an overbearing worry of losing her.
"S-Sorry," she sniffed, at long last finding her voice. "I didn't--"
"Did. I. Hurt. You." Yuji snarled into her hair, inhaling her fragrance in an attempt to ascertain her disoriented headspace. "Did. I. God. Did. I. Again."
No. He didn't. She hurt herself. She let Chaki snake his way back into her waking thoughts. She allowed her stupid, weak mind to draw a comparison between her compassionate, new lover, and her old, twisted Alpha.
"No..." She attempted in explanation, but faltered into an unwanted heavy sob-- overwhelmed with self hatred of her actions.
She had ruined everything. Their first special moment together. Why wasn't she strong enough to--
"Chaki," her blonde Alpha spat out with such ferocity that she nearly shuddered against his chest. "That piece of garbage . That human trash... " He trailed off, adjusting her small figure in his lap, his houlders tense with hot aggression. "I will never let him touch you again. Never."
As the possessive words poured out of his rumbling throat, his grip increased in strength and the air around them happily accepted his possessive fragrance. Slowly, it began to coat her own frantic one, once again blanketing their forms with the familiar protection she so loved to bask in.
"Yuji..." She whispered after a few minutes, frustrated tears still pooling in her eyes, against her best efforts. "I'm sorry...I've ruined everything tonight...I'm so sorry..."
"Fuck that," the Alpha spat back in a tone that would have left her recoiling, but she knew the true source of the unchecked anger. "You didn't ruin nothing. It's him. He's the fucking problem."
"I shouldn't have let him get in my head--"
"Stop. Just stop. It's not your fault."
"But--"
"Please, Yachi," Yuji pleaded in a quiet growl as he nestled his nose deeper in her golden hair. "Just please believe me when I say that it's not your fault..."
There it was again. That word, riddled with heavy emotion . She felt a hesitant smile spread across her face, still wet with fresh, uncontrollable tears.
"Okay..." She whispered against the Alpha's chest and inhaled the waves of dominant protection, rolling off his sweaty skin.
"Okay?" Yuji echoed, mumbling into the soft skin of her neck, grinning as her scent slowly relaxed back to calm.
"Okay," she affirmed once more, shifting her attention to controlling the unwanted reactions her body was forcing upon her.
She needed to stop crying. She needed to stop shaking. She needed to ground herself back in reality. For Yuji's sake, and for her own sanity.
"Yachi..." Yuji muttered after a few minutes, nuzzling into her shoulder blades with a scent that she could only describe as... defeated. "I...uh...I need to go and take care of myself...you know...in the shower or something..."
What...? Oh! Oh, no, no, no. A sudden rush of guilt washed over her when she felt it-- her Alpha's swollen member, pushing against her lower back.
"I-I c-can t-take c-care of t-that!" She loudly stuttered, flushing a deep crimson as she hurried to wipe the stray tears from her face. "L-let me just-"
"No," Yuji affirmed with a slight growl, irritated with her selfless offer. "You've barely recovered from a panic attack! Are you crazy?! You're insane. No."
"No! I can do it!" She replied, scrambling out of his grasp. "With my mouth! I can use my mouth?!"
"Noooooooo," the Alpha drawled out dramatically as he crawled forward to flick her in the forehead. "I'm not Chaki . You don't owe me anything. Not a blowjob, not sex, nothing. Ya got that?" He questioned, jumping up to his feet with a sudden rush of youthful vigor. "I'm going to hop in the shower. Snuggle up into the blankets and I'll grab you some water? Alright...?"
How. How did she land in the lap of such a kind Alpha. How was he so patient with her? How did he know the exact words to say?
"Okay..." She whispered, flashing him a sweet smile as she cozied into the comforter-- melting into his protective scent, embedded in the soft fabric.
"Just..." Yuji started, scratching the back of his neck as he flashed her a worried, yet cheeky grin. "Don't disappear on me, okay? I'll be back in a flash!"
"I won't...I promise."
It was the absolute truth . She wasn't going anywhere, mentally or otherwise-- not as long as she had him by her side. At that pleasant thought, she curled into the covers, sat back against the plush headboard, and began to mentally list off the items in the room-- grounding her mind in reality, as far away from Chaki as she could possibly get.
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