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My Dominant Omega

12. Bed And Pillow

12. Bed And Pillow

Jul 31, 2025

It was usual for Hun to succumb to nocturnal tendencies every night. Oftentimes, he'd prefer to bury himself in work in his study; however, tonight was a little different. Since bumping into Uta days ago, he felt somewhat foreign to date. Something had changed, and Norma had been the first to point out to him his sudden change of mood, asking about what had transpired.

"You left in quite a rush. I was apprehensive of you running into an accident after noticing that your parent's visit made you upset. Do you mind sharing what has made you up in spirits?"

"That is none of your concern, Norma."

"Even so, it gladdens me to see you growing much happier. It's been a while since I set my eyes on your gentle smile."

'I was smiling? I hadn't realized I was... But how can I sleep when my mind is wide awake? I hardly got a wink of rest afterwards and feel unbothered by the necessity of retiring.'

Pulling the pillow for a hug, Hun squeezed into it and slowly opened his eyes. He then lifted his hand and stared at his wrist, the memory of a frustrated Uta playing in his mind as he recalled what he'd said to him word for word.

"That's the first time he touched me while we were both conscious...and now the firm imprint of his hand continues to raise my temperature... Uta..." Hun whispered gently, then buried his head into the pillow, wriggling his body with excitement. "He definitely exuded noir. I almost bit my tongue when he opened the door."

Raising his head from the pillow, he felt his heartbeat growing louder. The thought of a furious and frustrated Uta somewhat gave him jitters and satisfying excitement.

"You're so perfect for me... I want more of that, the tension that twisted at my stomach and the way you spoke, every gesture you made... I liked it all." 'At first, it killed my pride. I only ran off because I didn't know what to say to you. Perhaps I'm shy. I'm I? If that is the case, then why do I hate and love you at the same time? It still upsets me how easily you overlooked my desire for you.

You've never noticed me.

Still, I can forgive you for throwing daffodils to my face. Norma keeps insisting I should be nicer to you and take it easy, but that was the sole reason I want you for myself. That's why I initiated our bondage, turning you into an Almega. It was my sweet revenge for ignoring me all these years.

Still, some of me regrets... What I did, but if I hadn't, knowing that one day you'd stop coming here, you'd be gone entirely from my life.

What I did may not be considered love, but then, I've never had a relationship with an Abnormal like myself, nor loved, so how should one act in love?'

"I want to see more of you. I'm even more restless now that you no longer come here. Sniffing his wrist, Hun frowned. "So the rumours are true. Almega pheromones can stay on for days. Perhaps it's true that I've cursed you. Every day, your pheromones will only continue growing stronger and stronger. Soon enough, you'll be able to fully control Betas too. It's no wonder everyone is afraid of Almegas, especially Betas. Calling themselves superior is a joke. I only took a Beta as a lawyer because they never experience rut nor heat."

Sitting up, Hun felt a stiffness at the pit of his stomach and understood his situation immediately. Since their second encounter, he couldn't stop trying to recall what had happened between them, but still, that hadn't stopped the feeling of wanting to bed Uta and be bedded himself. In fact, after he'd awoken to find himself alone and bruised in all manner of ways, the need to be held by an Alpha he liked only made him more sex-craved than before. 

"He is in great physical shape; there is no doubt about that, and I love how warm his hands felt when he grabbed my wrist. He is also older than me by eleven years. It would be helpful if I were to use my youthful charm to my advantage. An Alpha like him must have a ton of Omegas and Betas after him. Even his friends looked like they loved him.

Hun sighed and fell back on his bed. 'So much competition... But I haven't considered the possibility that he may be romantically involved with someone else and assumed my dominance was enough. Noelle did mention he has an incredible dating experience, and I became so impressed I forgot to ask the type he fancies.'

"A grim feeling continues to grow within me if I were to imagine him with someone else doing the things I'd want him to do with me. No matter. He remains my Almega and soon enough, he shall come seeking after me once he fully transitions."

Hun smiled to himself and wondered what his parents would say if they knew the thoughts that spiralled in his mind daily about his love interest. Shutting his eyes once more, he imagined how flusttered he felt when Uta held his wrist, then fantasized about how touching his chest and kissing his lips...neck... He whispered his lover's name, imagining how it would feel, caressing his lower back gently... The face he would make... The sounds they would create...

Biting onto the pillow, he grunted, the memory of his lover heightening his eroticism even more.

'Kiss me Uta...'

'Do you feel good...' Hun arched his back, doubling the pleasure and pressure.

His moaning increased, his fantasy growing wilder and wilder. He couldn't endure it anymore and quivered prematurely. His heart was beating fast; his breathing gasped, leaving him dazed. It felt as if that conversation had happened before.

'A memory embedded into my soul... I remember everything.'

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