Omega X

Chapter 07.2 | The Ominous Seduction 

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Greyson observes over him, hearing him breathe gently, he has smooth tan skin, his face is lovely. I wonder what color eyes you have? Your hair? He removes X’s cap to get a better look at his features. X shuffles a bit. Greyson continues to look him over. He suddenly feels an overwhelming urge to stroke his hair. His fingers stroke through the silky strands of beautiful blue hair. Not realizing he was releasing his pheromones onto X, leaving traces of it in X’s hair.

Greyson looks down at X’s lips and notices the natural pink shade. His hand removes itself from feeling X’s hair and to his jawline, So pretty… he moves his face closer to X’s. He stops himself as he notices the Omega’s elongated neck. He moves the Omega’s face down and to the side to see the nape of his neck, Greyson begins salivating. He opens his mouth to show his two sharp Alpha canine teeth, an overwhelming sensation overcomes his instincts. He wants him, he wants to— 

He wants to imprint him. 

As his mouth moves closer, he licks the back of X’s neck, So sweet…it tastes like nothing he’s tasted before, a pure and intoxicating taste upon his tongue. He smells the skin where he had just left his pheromones and opens his mouth yet again, this time his teeth touches his skin. 

YANK! 

Greyson is suddenly pulled back, before he touches the ground, a swift punch is landed onto his face. He finally hits the ground hard. A harsh kick into the middle of his back takes the breath right out of him. 

He’s turned around by two strong hands. Two piercing eyes glare at him— a terrifying expression of wanting to kill is printed on Seok’s face. The Alpha releases a horrifying pheromone, surrounding the whole alley with it. He tries to breathe but can’t.

Next thing he knows, Seok stomps on his erection. Not once, twice, or three times, but repeatedly. Greyson turns over and throws up, the pain so unbearable. “Ha…ha…” he continues to throw up. His mind goes blank feeling a familiar cold medal pressing against the back of his head. 

“I’ll give you five seconds to explain yourself before I make your wife into a widow tonight.” Seok presses the gun harder into his skull. 

Greyson gasps as he hurriedly tries to explain. “Ha…he was releasing pheromones…ha ugh it’s something I never sensed before…ugh I’m sorry! I couldn’t…ha control myself…it was just too tempting…please Director, my wife..my wife ha…she’s having our child soon…please God, forgive me!” 

Seok’s finger presses the trigger. 

Greyson’s brain matter paints the dirty ground beneath him. Blood gushes out from the hole in  his skull.

“Bullshit lies.” Seok puts his gun away under his shirt. I’ve been with X all evening and not even a trace of pheromones were released….. X isn’t even capable of releasing pheromones yet. What a fucking lying pig. He said he was imprinted, another bullshit lie…Alphas who’ve imprinted can’t even sense other Omega pheromones…

Seok looks at his other bodyguard, “Jun Seo, call that fucker’s wife and explain he got into an unfortunate accident. Also call Cleanup for this fucking mess. Ah and wire 20 to her as well, that should help this situation.” 

Jun Seo nods and pulls out his cellphone to call the Cleanup crew first.  

Seok leaves Jun Seo and hops into his car. He looks over at X, who is still sound asleep. His eyes furrow in anger as he sees traces of that fucking Alpha’s pheromones on X. 

Seok’s heart races with intense emotions, a dreadful rage drenches him. “Shit.” He doesn’t understand why he became so agitated…so vengeful. Seok bends over and smells X. 

“Just as I thought. Nothing.” Seok can only smell that bastards pheromones. He brushes his hand over all the areas that Alpha left his trace and replaced it with his own. He then brushes X’s face and down his neck then around it. He leaves a strong trace of his pheromones, completely wiping out the other — masking X’s skin. 

X suddenly grunts in his sleep. “Mmm…Strawberries…” 

Seok snaps out of his state of mind. “What?” 

X rolls to his side, still sleeping. “Strawberries… I want… them.” 

He can’t help himself from laughing. “Strawberries huh?” 

X groans. “Lots….” He continues his deep breathing. 

Seok lies his forehead on his steering wheel. “Alright, I’ll get some later.” 

As he drives home with X, Yun Seok releases his pheromones, completely filling the car, and in the process covering X in them. He’s going to make sure no other Alpha will be mysteriously attracted to X.

Ever.

Seok plops X onto his bed. He looks down at the Omega. He turns around and hesitates to leave the bedroom. 

He sighs with agitation. “I need to get those clothes off…can’t just let him sleep in those damn dirty things.” 

Seok turns around towards the Omega. He slowly, gently strips him of his jacket, his shirt and finally pants and socks. He is left with him in his underwear and matching tank top. He stands tall over the unconscious and vulnerable Omega. 

His large hand hovers over the X marking, he gently touches it with his fingertips. The tips of his fingers leave his pheromones upon his skin as he traces the marking. Seok breaths quicken, his pants become tighter, and his still orange eyes glow even brighter, staring at X as if he were his prey. 

X groans in his sleep and turns to his side. This causes Seok to break from his trance and step back from him. “God…what the fuck is wrong with me?” He rubs his tired eyes before pulling the bed comforter over his body. I need another inhibitor…damn it… 

Seok disappears out of X’s room, locking the door on the inside before closing the door. 

Seok looks at himself in the mirror, his eyes still not showing signs of diminishing back to brown. I took the inhibitor….it should be working soon. He washes his face in the sink. Too tired to shower. 

He thinks back to what he and X had talked about earlier… and the subsequent events…. What the hell has gotten into me? 

Seok dries his face and heads to his bed. Dark red silk sheets cover his mattress. He strips his clothes off before heading into bed. He lies down, the red silk covering his muscular body. His thoughts wander back to the evening he had with X. 

X was smiling 

X was laughing 

A slight smile suddenly spreads across his face but then a frown immediately replaces it. Seok stares up at the ceiling. Why the hell am I helping him? What made me want to that night? He thinks back to seeing X busting through the door, landing on the wooden floor, his arm reaching up in desperation.

He remembers taking the decorative throw blanket from the couch and lazily putting it over the Omega’s cold body. The X marking, his clothes, the state he was in… all brought in a curiousity. He then called Aston. X’s attitude and demeanor are all reminiscent of a long time ago. Maybe that’s why he’s so determined to help this strange Omega…because he reminds him of that one.

Ari.

“Ugh fuck…” he wipes his face. Maybe sleep will help ease his chaotic mind….He closes his eyes and attempts to drive out any and all thoughts — he soon thankfully falls into a deep slumber…

Creeeaaak…

Seok’s sleep is disturbed to the sound of his bedroom door creaking open. His eyes slowly blink open before half ways leaning up. His eyes widen at X leaning against the doorframe, both arms sliding seductively up and down. He’s wearing a light blue thin tank top with matching boy cut underwear, not the same he left him in. His hair wet and his skin glistening from just getting out of the shower. X bites his lips sensually. 

Seok, in a daze, rubs his eyes to make sure what he was seeing is true. “X…?”

“Yeah…that’s me.” He lifts off the doorframe and approaches the end of the bed. His knees make their way onto the mattress. X strokes his tan thighs slowly and eyes Seok. “Seok….I started…” 

Seok’s eyes look down to where X began to feel on his body. “Started?” He questions. 

X giggles, “Yes…” he touches his lower stomach, on the X marking. “I can have you inside me now.” He leans forward, leisurely making his way over on top of Seok — straddling his waist. He places his bottom on Seok’s groin as he grazes his fingers through Seok’s chest hair. “Give me your hand.” 

Seok, still frozen in shock, does not move as X takes his right hand. His tongue dances along each of the Alpha’s fingers, his two front teeth grazing his skin. He then places Seok’s hand on his chest and then down… there. X gasps. “Feel it Seok.” He whispers as he slides Seok’s hand in his underwear and his fingers to his rectum.

It’s wet. Seok gulps as his fingers feel their way inside X. Still speechless for words. The warmth and the sensation feels too strong. X lies down on Seok and moans in his ear as Seok presses further inside. X’s eyes glaze over, his cheeks pinker, his breath hotter. “I need you..” he whispers in his ear. “I need my Alpha…” 

Seok wakes up with sweat pouring down his forehead and chest. What the fuck was that? 

He looks down to see himself fully erect. The pain begins radiating. How long has it been like this? He sits up, questioning what exactly he just dreamt. He took his inhibitor so why the fuck is his body and mind in this state?

Seok opens the nightstand drawer and reaches for another inhibitor. He injects himself with it before collapsing on his bed. Hopefully this one does the trick. 

He looks over at the alarm clock next to his bed, it’s only 2:30 in the morning..fuck this is gonna be a long ass night…and morning.

Seok walks into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee to help him wake up. He didn’t get a wink of sleep after that horrible…and awkward dream. It seemed too real but unrealistic at the same time. He irritably groans. As he reaches for his cup to put in his coffee maker, he was surprised to see one already has been made. 

“Hey you’re up.” X is sitting at the middle island. How the hell did I not notice him? 

Seok shudders and almost drops his coffee cup. X gasps. “Are you okay? You look like death.” 

Seok can’t help but glance at the Omega as he sits down. “I…I’m fine.” He continues to stare. His eyes traveling up and down X’s body, he looks at the shirt that exposes his toned and tan shoulders. His puffy lips on the rim of the coffee mug, and his slender fingers— 

 “Is something on my face? Why do you keep staring weirdo?” He tries to laugh it off as he couldn’t help but notice Seok’s eyes glued onto him. 

Seok ignores his question. “Did anything happen last night?” 

X shrugs his shoulders. “Hmm no?” 

“Are you okay?” Seok puts his coffee mug down. 

“Are you okay?” X asks back, eyeing the Alpha and his strange behavior. “You’re acting weird.” 

“I’m not acting weird Omega!” Seok stops himself and groans. X ogles at Seok, surprised by his extreme reaction. “Ugh, I’m just lack of sleep… ignore everything.” 

X sips his coffee. “Um okay….” He watches Seok as he takes his coffee with him and away from the kitchen. 

Seok shouts from the hallway. “I’m having my right hand man come today, we’re gonna be briefing her on everything. So be ready by eight.”  With that he’s gone. Hardly any explanation for his weird outburst. 

“I wonder what’s got into him?” X looks down at his coffee. “Not even a thanks for making him coffee? Stupid Jerk.” 

Mikhailov is on his knees, his own blood trickling down his back. He is shirtless, horrific deep slashes upon his back. The scarred man behind him, watching one of his doctors torment him with a whip. 

“I ask you why Mikhailov, why hasn’t my product been retrieved?” The man takes a drag of his cigarette, his other hand preoccupied with a vodka glass. 

MIkhailov breathes deeply. ‘I….I searched the residences….I think I may know who may have him Sir…”

The Sir laughs, “If you know, why didn’t you get my product back?” 

SLASH! WHOOSH!

Mikhailov bites his tongue as another round of painful slashes from the whip impact his bare and torn back. 

“It’s Yun Seok….I’m planning a home invasion…to avoid media attention….The Black Veil cannot be exposed….Sir, I’m only taking precautions….” 

“Hmph.” The man takes another drag. “Whip him a few more times then I’ll feel better.” 

Mikhailov holds in his anguish once again as the doctor does another round of whips on his already raw skin. 

“That’s enough.” The Sir lights out his cigarette and bends down in front of Mikhailov. “One week. If my product is not back here, you’ll be reassigned to The Toy Shop. I know just how much you love those things.” A long grin stretches across his face. 

Mikhailov’s eyes widen in complete terror. 

“Y-Yes Sir.” His voice for the first this evening has become shaky and unstable. Just the thought of the Shop paralyzes him with fear. “I-I’ll get it, I swear I’ll get it back.” 

The putrid depths of hell…the place that makes those dolls for those demented inhuman filth….

He drops down to the floor, hiding the fear and the tears that came with it. One day it’ll be over, and when that day comes, he’ll pay for his sins. But for right now, Mikhailov has no other choice but to be this man’s puppet. 

Chapter 07.2 | The Ominous Seduction 

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