“Who’s my little breeder slut?” He crooned, his voice rough. His fingers dug into the other’s sides, and he rubbed himself against the other. God, he just wanted to slam in and keep slamming in, use the other like a toy… :Who’s going to be heavy with pups and begging for me cock?”

Host whimpered, trying to hide his face in his arms, or anywhere. He needed Mark so badly inside of him, he was so desperate to be filled. His stupid heat made it incredibly hard to think.

He pulled his fingers and tongue, giving him once last lap. There was slick dripping down onto the bed and he could see that Host was quivering. Pulling himself up he positioned himself at Host’s entrance, rubbing his dick against it, Slick covered his tip and he moaned softly.

Host whined as Mark pulled away, clenching around nothing. He was feeling almost desperate now, moaning softly as Mark rubbed his dick against him.
He was breathing heavily already, but he didn’t want…

He always tried to give the other pleasure as well, but unlike the other times he wouldn’t be able to cum. He slipped the ring over the blind Omega’s cock tightening it. There was a small cup full of ice and he planned on using every piece. “No cumming tonight, little one.”

He whimpered softly as Mark secured the ring. He was as aware of what he wanted like he was.
“Please…”, he whimpered softly. He didn’t want this so much, but he couldn’t change Mark‘s mind anyways. He didn’t want to have children though, not now.

Mark gently began to trail finger across the other’s hole, collecting slick and gently dipping in. He didn’t fuck Host often so he was still tight, and he blew against the quivering hole. “Beg for Alpha, little Omega.” He crooned.

Host shivered beneath Mark’s touch, gasping as he pushed his finger lightly into him. He whimpered, feeling his mind fill with cotton. He couldn’t keep denying him for a long time.

He stayed silent, other than his small whimpers. He was already strapped down, so what else would he do?

A swat to Host’s ass was the only response, a small red mark rising up. There was a sweet smell in the air and he growled louder. “Little slut… getting your heat while begging for me to not tie you down?” Mark pulled the other onto the bench, strapping him down and ignoring his small pleas. The smell of slick was getting headier and he could see it starting to create a pretty shine.

Host cried out when Mark hit him, whimpering. Of course he’d get his heat, with Mark’s rut! He had been close to getting it anyways, this just triggered it to come a few days early.

He whimpered and whined as he was tied down, shaking. He felt how his slick was starting to leak out of him slowly. And Mark’s scent mixed with his heat made him aroused too. But he didn’t want to beg to be fucked, because he knew Mark would just like that.

Something about the clumsy attempt at a seductive show always got him hard and he bit back a growl. “Good boy. Now get on your stomach and put your ass in the air.” He was ready to slide it under the other and get his legs into into the restraints. Once he was in it Mark could manipulate his body however he wanted. And tonight he wanted the other to be on the edge of the bed, ass exposed, and legs spread.

Host whimpered softly, but did as he was told. He was uncomfortable, and shy. He didn’t want his heat to start because of Mark’s rut, though he could feel himself heating up, feel his own slick. 

“Please don’t restrain me..”, he whimpered. He didn’t like being so powerless and vulnerable.

Markus moaned loudly as Dark licked his ear, feeling him cum inside of him. Squeezing around nothing as Dark pulled out, whimpering softly, feeling the cum stain his stomach and dress.

He was breathing heavily, looking up at Dark, cheeks flushed yellow.