Markus whimpered as he felt Bing come inside of him, clinging to him and trying to milk his orgasm. He so badly wanted his knot again, he wouldn’t be satisfied without it. He squeaked when Bing laid down again, pulling him with him. Markus easily sat up again though, easily beginning to move again.
“Your good omega, yours, all yours, good omega..”, he mumbled quietly, almost to himself, happily riding Bing, continuing to happily fuck himself on Bing. It just felt so good, and his heat didn’t let him be satisfied for now.
“Fuck,” he moaned out breathlessly. “Such a good little cock slut~ fucking yourself on my cock, god you’re such a good omega.”
Bing laid back, letting Markus bounce and do what ever he wanted. He knew what he was doing, at least it seemed like he did. For now, the alpha would let the other pleasure himself for a while, just to know his reactions.
Markus was very happy about the praise, he loved being called good. He was panting from exhaustion, it was tiring bouncing all by himself on Bing, but it was very clear he wasn’t going to stop. Instead he kept moving, up and down, gasping and moaning. Squeezing around Bing, trying to pleasure himself, making himself look good for Bing.
“Your little good slut- omega- yours- so so good-”, he muttered, making sounds of pleasure. It felt so good, he was so overstimulated, he loved this.
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