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⛧•┈ day 09: #bunxian // wangxian
✧ alphaji x omegaxian, nsfw 🔞, mildy dubcon
“W–wait—” Bunxian helplessly tried to grab onto something to steady himself.
“Wei Ying’s fault,” Bunji growled and canted his hips roughly against Bunxian’s rump.
⛧•┈ day 09: #bunxian // wangxian
✧ alphaji x omegaxian, nsfw 🔞, mildy dubcon
“W–wait—” Bunxian helplessly tried to grab onto something to steady himself.
“Wei Ying’s fault,” Bunji growled and canted his hips roughly against Bunxian’s rump.
His thumb was pressed firmly above his tail on a spot to the side of his tailbone, causing Bunxian to arch his back beautifully for Bunji and pour out mouthfuls of squeals.
Bunxian’s slick was all over his legs and staining his pants further, his dick dribbling on the inside of his robes that Bunji hadn’t even bothered with.
He had been innocently chatting with several of their peers when the door behind him nearly flew off its hinges.
He had been innocently chatting with several of their peers when the door behind him nearly flew off its hinges.
Bunji’s alpha pheromones bled into the room aggressively, causing almost everyone to cower. But for Bunxian, it had an entirely different effect of a salacious tingle running down his back.
“Lan Zhan, you’re he—”
“Lan Zhan, you’re he—”
Bunji yanked Bunxian out of the room before he could even finish his thought and was dragged roughly secluded area of the back mountains.
He was haphazardly thrown to the ground and pinned before he felt his trousers being loosened and then—
He was haphazardly thrown to the ground and pinned before he felt his trousers being loosened and then—
—pulled off only enough to expose his meaty rump and fluffy black tail.
Bunxian gasped when he felt the slide of two fingers pass over his leaking hole and attempted to suppress a moan from escaping.
Bunxian gasped when he felt the slide of two fingers pass over his leaking hole and attempted to suppress a moan from escaping.
Bunji was breathing harshly against his nape, the heat of his breath warming his skin to sweat while his fingers continued to pass over the puckering hole. The slick from Bunxian gushed and the sound of how wet he had become echoed in the small clearing.
“No more, no more—” Bunxian whimpered at the tortured of being teased without being filled.
“Does Wei Ying want it?” Bunji asked with his lips grazing along his ear.
Bunxian nodded with fervor and moved his knees into a better position to support himself.
“Say it, Wei Ying.”
“Does Wei Ying want it?” Bunji asked with his lips grazing along his ear.
Bunxian nodded with fervor and moved his knees into a better position to support himself.
“Say it, Wei Ying.”
Bunji was always so mean, needing him to say the embarrassing words—
“Say it,” he repeated again, removing his fingers and causing Bunxian to whine.
“Please, Lan Zhan! Fill up this little omega!” He pleaded with his face burning in shame.
“Say it,” he repeated again, removing his fingers and causing Bunxian to whine.
“Please, Lan Zhan! Fill up this little omega!” He pleaded with his face burning in shame.
There was a moment of robes rustling before Bunxian felt Bunji’s large hands grab hold of his meaty ass, spreading his cheeks apart and thumbing open his messy hole.
The cold air caused him to shiver, but the sensation quickly turned heated as he felt the alpha’s thick shaft slide torturously slow over his throbbing hole, slicking himself before letting the head sit right at the opening.
“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan—please, please, please—” he hadn’t realized how he was muttering the words over and over like a mantra, unable to move at all from how Bunji was gripping onto him.
The sudden stretch and pressure of being breached open caused Bunxian to choke as the air was simultaneous knocked out of him.
Bunji had completely sheathed himself into Bunxian in a single thrust and his body convulsed around the intrusion.
Bunji had completely sheathed himself into Bunxian in a single thrust and his body convulsed around the intrusion.
“My omega was so needy, you came from a single stroke,” Bunji whispered without moving his hips.
Bunxian could feel his dick still pumping out weak spurts of cum, his robes likely needed replacing.
Bunxian could feel his dick still pumping out weak spurts of cum, his robes likely needed replacing.
The feeling of Bunji’s large cock still inside of him was becoming too much and touching too many of his sensitive parts, he tried to pull himself away only to be yanked back in place.
“W–wait—” Bunxian helplessly tried to grab onto something to steady himself.
“W–wait—” Bunxian helplessly tried to grab onto something to steady himself.
“Wei Ying’s fault,” Bunji growled and canted his hips roughly against Bunxian’s rump and he could feel the shockwaves of pleasure ricochet inside of him.
“T–too much—” he tried to reason with Bunji between thrusts.
“T–too much—” he tried to reason with Bunji between thrusts.
The angle and strength of the thrusts were causing him to see stars and fistfuls of grass were being torn from the ground where he tried to clutch onto.
“You say that every time—” Bunji pointed out, “—but you beg for more when I stop—”
“You say that every time—” Bunji pointed out, “—but you beg for more when I stop—”
Bunxian wanted to cover his ears and not listen to Bunji point out his neediness but a particularly hard thrust shoved all other thoughts out of his head.
“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan,” he muttered—his body starting to *want* again—
“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan,” he muttered—his body starting to *want* again—
—past painfully sensitive to chasing that pleasurable high again.
One of Bunji’s arms came around the front of his chest and crossed to his opposite shoulder, locking his back to Bunji’s chest as his other hand slid around his hip and wrapped itself around his dick.
One of Bunji’s arms came around the front of his chest and crossed to his opposite shoulder, locking his back to Bunji’s chest as his other hand slid around his hip and wrapped itself around his dick.
Bunji’s teeth sank into the crook of Bunxian’s neck, drawing out obscene moans and whimpers and he slammed into him over and over again until finally, the base of his cock pulsed and he buried deep into Bunxian, knotting him.
Bunxian keened as his body shuddered as he came around the knot, his heart pounding heavily in his chest against Bunji’s arm that was still wound tightly around him.
Bunji gingerly maneuvered Bunxian into his lap, earning a sigh of relief from the omega, whose knees were definitely bruised.
“Lan Zhaaaan,” Bunxian drawled out, “look at what you did to this poor omega!”
“Lan Zhaaaan,” Bunxian drawled out, “look at what you did to this poor omega!”
“Wei Ying *knew* this would happen,” Bunji accused with an unamused voice, “you *left* in the middle of my rut.”
Bunxian looked up at him sheepishly and completely unapologetic.
Bunxian looked up at him sheepishly and completely unapologetic.
Bunji taught Bunxian another lesson before they continued his extra credit work promptly that evening.
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