Chapter 130 - 3.70 Sensitive [M]
If Oliver’s first trimester was rough with the urge to vomit every three seconds, second trimester he was turning into a big crybaby, then the third trimester he had become a restless ball of libido. Oftentimes, Lu Yizhou would be woken up by the sensation of kisses that trailed down his neck. It reminded him of the time when they spent their time copulating for six days. Without even opening his eyes, he groaned and rolled over until he had Oliver pinned beneath him.
The omega giggled breathlessly and gnawed on his jaw with playful nibbles. "Good morning, Alpha."
Lu Yizhou cracked his eyes open, taking in the sight of Oliver’s flushed cheeks, glassy eyes filled with lust and lips parted with want. He smelled of clementine, sweet vanilla and Lu Yizhou’s own pheromones. It was a wonder how Lu Yizhou couldn’t seem to get enough of scenting him and oh...his hand followed the curve of Oliver’s shoulders, his heaving chest, the prominent bulge of his belly down to where his legs were parted to accommodate Lu Yizhou in between and found that Oliver’s underwear was soaking wet. Slick was running down his inner thigh and more gushed out as Lu Yizhou flicked on the tip of his clothed erection. Oliver’s pupils trembled as shivers wrecked through his whole body. He was so sensitive that he could come just from that.
Lu Yizhou clearly knew that. He moved his hand away, much to Oliver’s disappointment, and proceeded to strip Oliver out of his soiled underwear. "How long have you been awake?"
"Just... Just now..." Oliver gasped as Lu Yizhou’s slender fingers parted his fold and teased the rim of muscles, the ghost of his touch lingering, never truly breaching his entrance. Desperate, Oliver let out a whine and dug his nails into the Alpha’s broad shoulders. He tried to clamp his legs shut so as to trap Lu Yizhou’s hand inside yet unable to do so because Lu Yizhou was right there, forcing his legs to spread wider so that he could have a better look. As he expected, Oliver was a mess down there. His hole was pink and twitching, trying to grab on anything except empty air. He hadn’t seen a sight more breathtaking than this before. He let his pheromones loose, filling every space inside the bedroom and tangling with Oliver’s in an intimate dance. Their scent had always mixed up so well, just like their bodies.
He didn’t realize he was staring until Oliver smacked him on his chest. "Altair, stop looking and do something about it, will you? You’re such a meanie!"
Usually, Lu Yizhou would comply with Oliver’s wishes and tear his orgasm out of him once before he started to fuck him in earnest. But today, a streak of mischievousness prompted Lu Yizhou to sit back on his heel and admired the sight in front of him. Oliver’s body was clad only in a sleep gown which had been hiked up to the base of his thigh, all the buttons still clasped in place yet he looked obscene enough to be a wet dream. His hair was messily spread on the pillow, erection straining on the fabric, breaths shallow and light as he glared up at Lu Yizhou in defiance.
Lu Yizhou raised a brow, his fingers still stroking up and down on Oliver’s hole, smearing the juice all over his fingers down to the sheet. "Are you sure you’re only up just now? Judging from how wet you are, it seems like you have been waiting for a while, hmm?" He started to undo Oliver’s buttons one by one, torturously slow, taking his time to unravel the glimpse of milky white skin inch by inch.
Oliver moaned, his lashes fluttering. "I—I swear, I don’t know what happened but..." He swallowed and continued in a small whisper. Cheeks deepening in color. "When I woke up, I was already like this..." He blinked and directed his large doe golden eyes at Lu Yizhou. Oh, that’s not fair. Oliver was cheating, he knew perfectly how Lu Yizhou would react everytime he looked at him like that. "I think I was dreaming. Of you—"