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A slap echoes throughout the conjoined dining room and kitchen, followed by loud squelching sounds and a lewd mewl.
Wei Wuxian pants, whining as he rests a side of his face on the dining table, unable to do much but squirm with his alpha holding down both of his wrists in one of her large, strong hands as the other continues to thrust the dildo into his stretched hole almost lazily. Body twitching, he can feel the stinging sensations left by the slap on his reddening cunt.
He gasps lightly when he feels the movements of the dildo in his ass pause as two fingers spread his pussy lips apart, whimpering as he then feels nails pinching them. His cunt pulses as that as it releases more slick that drip down onto the ground, because he’s a slutty little omega even when his alpha is being so cruel to him.
His alpha who is still as stoic as ever, from what Wei Ying can see at the edge of his sight. His breath stutters as Wei Ying feels himself get even more aroused at how Lan Zhan still seems so composed even when Wei Ying has his head down, standing on quivering legs smeared with sticky fluids, presenting himself as a hole for his alpha to use as she pleases.
“Even your backhole is greedy for a dick to swallow, Wei Ying.” Lan Zhan says, in the same steady tone she uses when presenting during business meetings. Grabbing his jaw, she forces her omega’s head up and lowly whispers into his ear, “―is this even a punishment if you enjoy it so much?” She thrusts the dildo back into the twitching chrysanthemum harshly, making Wei Ying let out a choked moan, unconsciously bucking up his ass. So greedy, my Wei Ying, my pretty omega, Lan Zhan thinks.
(Then again, she has a hand in that; Lan Zhan has never been able to deny her omegan wife anything, after all)
With one last thrust, Lan Zhan sets the dildo down onto a chair, her hand still holding both of Wei Ying’s wrists. The omega looks up, letting out a noise both confused and displeased, but doesn’t manage to get a word out when suddenly, his hole is once again penetrated, but this time by Lan Zhan’s cock.
Wei Ying throws his head back, mouth falling over as tears of pleasure run down his cheeks. He cannot even find words to describe the sound that escaped his mouth at that moment, for the sound was a mix between a pleasured moan, a mewl and a small scream; the sound choked at the beginning due to his surprise at the sudden intrusion.
Writhing around wildly, Wei Ying’s sounds of ecstasy get even louder, letting out cries and high-pitched whines for More, please give me more, you can do anything to me Alpha, just, please━
Lan Zhan thrusts in and out of the omega’s backhole leisurely, seemingly unbothered at the frantic way Wei Ying’s hips were bucking upwards, trying to suck in more of her cock to ensure the alpha’s seed takes – even though she (regretfully) would not breach Wei Ying’s womb this way.
But although her face remained perfectly calm, the trained eye would notice the little things; from the way her hold on Wei Ying's wrists tightened even more, the way her bottom jaw slightly relaxed as two sharp canines grew from her teeth, the way the dark ━ monstrous ━ gaze in the gold of her eyes focused on the way droplets of cum practically poured out from the omega’s hole from Wei Ying’s and her own ministrations. She smears some of them on her blouse ━ there’s just something about having her way with a fully-naked Wei Ying while still being clothed that awakens such a deep, primal part in her ━ and hums lightly, her inner alpha pleased at the sight.
She was the one who did that, a primal part of Lan Zhan thinks smugly. She was the one who had fucked hiss hole and mouth this morning and made him wear the dildo in his ass.
Leaning forward, Lan Zhan whispers in his ear, “Anything?” she asks in a dangerous tone as she peppers kisses all over Wei Ying’s swanlike neck, particularly around the area of the mating mark she placed on him.
“Yes!” Wei Ying cries out, “This omega wife will ━ hahh~! ━ t-take everything Alpha gives memmph..!” Wei Ying is cut off as Lan Zhan reaches up to kiss his lips, doing so with such a ferocity that he whimpers lightly, tilting his head in a way that exposes the scent glands and mating bite on his neck in a show of submission. The omega is startled out of the kiss when he feels a hand taking the entirety of his little cock and the other hand stretching his pussy lips apart.
A loud squelch followed suite as even more slick starts gushing out of the boycunt. Wei Ying feels his face redden as he squirms lightly under Lan Zhan’s scrutinizing gaze.
“Pretty little pussy.” Lan Zhan mumbles ━ though still loud enough for him to hear ━ before two fingers abruptly enter the gaping pussy, scissoring Wei Ying’s vagina so ruthlessly that he exhales little ‘Ah, ah, ah’s while drooling from his puffy, pink lips.
“Pretty little dick too.” Lan Zhan says as she directs her gaze onto the cocklet in her hand, “but so useless. After all, Wei Ying is only a hole for my pleasure.” She says near his ear once more, before her other hand palms and squeezes at Wei Ying’s cock. Her omega startles before he lets out needy little whines at the stimulations done to his pussy and dick, his now freed hands scrambling to hold onto the surface of the dining table.
His body jerking everywhere from overstimulation, Wei Ying wails loudly, crying about how it was all just too much and not enough at the same time, deliciously begging for her cock even after all the ministrations done by Lan Zhan’s hands.
“Shh, Wei Ying must be quiet.” The alpha says, tone half-taunting, “Wei Ying is adored by the neighbourhood’s aunties and uncles. What would they think if they saw you moaning so wantonly from just my fingers, hm?” Lan Zhan halts the movements of her hands, before landing a slap onto the omega’s dirty, leaking cunt. Her Wei Ying keens at that, and his boypussy twitches as it squirts out more slick.
Lan Zhan places a hand over Wei Ying’s mouth, muffling his moans by shoving three fingers into his mouth, letting the moaning omega taste himself.
With her fingers still in the omega’s mouth, Lan Zhan uses her other hand to lightly stroke her member. She glances down at her hard and leaking cock, deeming it slick enough from thrusting into her Wei Ying’s cum-filled backhole.
Even if she didn’t lube it up with her own seed, she doubts she'd have much struggle with fucking into Wei Ying’s womb anyway; what with how much slick his whore cunt is producing.
Wei Ying doesn’t get a warning before the thick alpha rod shoves itself into his sopping cunt, making him let out a surprised, muffled moan from the abrupt feeling. Lan Zhan closes her eyes, focusing on the sensation of finally being inside her omega’s pussy, of the warm wet walls encasing her dick as they clench around her as they try to somehow take in more of her even though she was balls deep inside Wei Ying already.
Beneath her, Wei Ying whines and groans loudly, though the sounds were muffled because his mouth was still stuffed of her fingers. His wide hips buck around wildly as his eager cunt repeatedly clenches around the thick rod, writhing around like a bitch eager to be bred.
(Then again, that was exactly what he was right now.)
Letting out a growl, Lan Zhan releases her fingers from Wei Ying’s mouth, setting a brutal pace of thrusts. Her hands move to grip the omega’s inner thighs, manhandling him and slightly lifting Wei Ying’s bottom half into the air as the pussy lips spread even wider.
“But Wei Ying would like that, won’t he?” Lan Zhan says breathily between her brutal thrusting, “Then again, since it is my perverted Wei Ying, I’d not be surprised if he did.” She continues on almost nonchalantly. Her omega whimpers at her words, the wet walls of his warm cavern pulsing around her dick as she sees Wei Ying’s flushed cock leak even more.
“After all, Wei Ying is my omega, my wanton whore, mine and only mine.” Lan Zhan holds a fistful of Wei Ying’s hair and pulls, tugging his head back, “my Lan Er-furen, Lan Wangji’s slut of a wife.” Lan Zhan tugs more at Wei Ying’s hair, halting her thrusts to piston her hips and cock just so. She has her mouth near Wei Ying’s ear again, able to hear more of his choked sobs and ecstasy-driven cries that get louder with every word she utters, “My very own broodmare.” She croons, putting emphasis on the last word before she drills into him, directly hitting Wei Ying’s sensitive spot.
The omega’s lips fall open in a silent scream, drool leaking from his spit-slicken lips. He mewls and writhes as his alpha continuously hits that little bundle of nerves. He cries, even louder than before, incoherently sobbing as his body starts twitching and his hips vigorously rock back and forth to match Lan Zhan’s brutal pace.
“Wei Ying will take everything I give him.” Lan Zhan says in between her groans and pants, her omega was just so tight, “Wei Ying will take my knot, carry my children, and everyone will know that you’ve been ruined, that you’ve been ━ hah ━ bred thoroughly by me.” The alpha practically growls out, eyes temporarily turning to slits as she remembered the way Wei Ying greeted her when she came home; with nothing but skimpy silk shorts and a cotton apron, the clothes barely covering his enticing body.
The inner beast within her had instantly grown possessive at the thought of another alpha or beta seeing Wei Ying in such a state; even though Wei Ying was clearly mated and married, she wouldn’t be surprised if others would try to steal her rightful mate with how beautiful he is.
“Yes! Ye ━ ngghh~ ━ yes, an― anything Alpha wants!” Wei Ying moans out, “Alpha, Alpha, my Lan Zhan, I’ll bear your children, be your dutiful omega h― housewife, just― please━!“ Wei Ying’s voice cuts off to a choked sob at Lan Zhan’s vicious thrusts, his mind going into overdrive from pleasure.
So deep, so so deep, Wei Ying thinks hazily. Lan Zhan’s cock is piercing inside him so deeply Wei Ying thinks he can feel her in his throat, can feel the dick inside him practically breaching his womb.
He hears Lan Zhan let out a deep, guttural groan, the grip on his hair and skin tightening. Wei Ying’s cunt clenches down on her penis, bracing himself for his alpha’s knot (because if Lan Zhan was already so thick and long then her knot was practically Gigantic), having already memorized her body language.
“Come for me.” Lan Zhan commands raspily, “Wei Ying, my beloved, come for me, sweetheart.” She says as she gives one last thrust, her knot latching itself onto Wei Ying’s battered vagina at the same time her omega cums with a cute whimper, squirting his pussy juice onto her thick knot as his cocklet spills onto the dining table.
As they wait for her knot to deflate, Lan Zhan takes some tissues from the box on the table and uses them to clean Wei Ying up as best as she could with her knot still inside him, “You were so good, so perfect for me, my dearest Wei Ying.” She says, patting the tissues at his thigh. She hears her omega hum lightly, his flushed face bearing a soft and content smile that makes her wolf rumble happily at pleasing her mate.
When her knot deflates after about half an hour, Lan Zhan turns Wei Ying around, a smug smile on her face as she hears the slight squelch from the copious amounts of cum inside the omega when she moves him. Like this, she can see a slight bump formed by her seed and cock, and licks her lips at the thought of Wei Ying pregnant with their child. Her omega squirms weakly, flushing under her gaze, clearly having already guessed her thoughts.
She picks Wei Ying up in her arms, his arms around her neck as she rests her chin on his shoulder, walking the both of them towards the bathroom to clean up.
Wei Ying, on the other hand feels his throat dry up at the ease in which Lan Zhan picked him up. Although her arms are always so gentle with him, they were undoubtedly still strong and powerful from all those years his alpha spent doing the Lan’s training regime. It’d be easy for her to grip him by the neck, press him down onto a solid surface, bind his legs and arms as she has her wicked, wicked way with him…
When they enter the bathroom, Wei Ying hears Lan Zhan open a drawer, and makes a questioning sound. Lan Zhan hums back at him, “Looking for a plug for Wei Ying.” She can hear the omega in her arm squeak at her nonchalant response, “To make sure it takes.”
“Hmm…,” Wei Ying shifts in her hold, before lifting his head from her shoulder to look at Lan Zhan, “Why can’t Lan Zhan just plug me with her cock?” He asks, gazing up at her with twinkling eyes and faux innocence in his tone.
They end up needing the plug, because Lan Zhan makes Wei Ying get down on his knees and suck her off in the shower.