( Yuri swears he feels the moment that rational thought bursts through the dreamy haze of their shared arousal, and for a moment he finds himself absolutely despising himself for being the one to cool the moment. His stomach twists up into a tight knot as the omega shrieks and shudders for him to take it back — but he doesn't, but he can't, if only because that path might ruin this forever. )
Believe me, Dimitri ...
( And this time when he speaks he sounds ever so slightly hoarse with want. )
There's nothing unsatisfactory about being with you.
( A hand reaches for that golden head again so he can soothe his fingers through his hair, his expression unusually open for someone Dimitri might know for holding his secrets close to his chest. There's only so much Yuri can do to hide his emotions when he's like this: he'd irritably describe it as alphas simply having a way of laying siege to his defences, but in truth?
It's the omega in him, leaving the gates wide open as it aches to be wholly conquered. )
So don't worry, hm? You've already proven you can please me.
( His slick pussy, throbbing clit, and the scent hanging between them should be testament enough to that, but just in case Dimitri needs the extra encouragement? Yuri rolls his hips down towards his fingers, which presses the tips into the slick heat of him on a keening little gasp. )
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( Yuri swears he feels the moment that rational thought bursts through the dreamy haze of their shared arousal, and for a moment he finds himself absolutely despising himself for being the one to cool the moment. His stomach twists up into a tight knot as the omega shrieks and shudders for him to take it back — but he doesn't, but he can't, if only because that path might ruin this forever. )
Believe me, Dimitri ...
( And this time when he speaks he sounds ever so slightly hoarse with want. )
There's nothing unsatisfactory about being with you.
( A hand reaches for that golden head again so he can soothe his fingers through his hair, his expression unusually open for someone Dimitri might know for holding his secrets close to his chest. There's only so much Yuri can do to hide his emotions when he's like this: he'd irritably describe it as alphas simply having a way of laying siege to his defences, but in truth?
It's the omega in him, leaving the gates wide open as it aches to be wholly conquered. )
So don't worry, hm? You've already proven you can please me.
( His slick pussy, throbbing clit, and the scent hanging between them should be testament enough to that, but just in case Dimitri needs the extra encouragement? Yuri rolls his hips down towards his fingers, which presses the tips into the slick heat of him on a keening little gasp. )