Lanzhan finds himself in need of an Omega when his Nie Country visa application is denied and he's threatened with deportation. His quiet assistant, Weiying, just so happens to have dual citizenship. The problem? Making sure their romance is believa...
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Somehow, they made it onto the beach and back to the house, dripping water and leaving sandy footprints on the hardwood floor as they hurried up the stairs. Lanzhan caught him around the waist and spun him around to face him as they made it onto the landing, sealing their lips in a fervent kiss as he gripped the backs of him thighs and lifted him up. Weiying locked him ankles behind his back as Lanzhan carried them to the bedroom, slamming the door open in his eagerness.
Lanzhan laid him down on the bed, leaning over him, forgetting about their wet clothes. He broke their kiss and raked his mouth feverishly down his throat, grinding his pelvis into his. Weiying moaned, a sultry sound that made his cock twitch, his fingernails digging into his shoulders. He took his time suckling his throat, nipping at his earlobe, pressing light kisses to the sensitive skin where his neck met his shoulder.
He wanted to know what made him tick, what he liked, and Lanzhan intended to find out before they were through. He ran his hands down his sides and squeezed his hips, fingers digging into his soft flesh. Weiying moaned again and bucked his hips against him, and Lanzhan let out a low groan against the much-needed friction.
Lanzhan trailed his fingers up his sides until they reached the band of his top. His mouth continued its ministrations against his throat as he skimmed the underside of his breasts before he allowed himself to run his thumbs across his nipples, already hard beneath the damp cloth. He heard his sharp intake of breath, and he swirled his thumbs across the sensitive nubs, pulling another moan from his lips. He pinched one between his thumb and forefinger and he jerked under his touch, letting out a breathy moan. He would never grow tired of hearing those sounds.
Lanzhan kissed down his chest until his lips found the edge of the top. He looked up at him, seeking permission, and to his surprise—and pleasure—Weiying reached up and pulled the material down himself, exposing his breast to him. (Male Omega has little breast compared to Alpha)
Lanzhan hungrily drank in the perfect mound with its dark, taut nipple for just a moment before he pulled his breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the sensitive bud. Weiying dug him fingers harder into his shoulders, twitching beneath him.
“Fuck, Lanzhan,” he mewled, grinding against him. “That feels so good.”
He released his nipple before he uncovered his other breast, rolling his thumb across it. He kissed between his breasts. “Good. I want you to feel good.”
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