( Logically, Yuri knows that Dimitri likes this. His cock is impossibly hard beneath the silky smear of his lips, and he's fucking him on his tongue with deep, eager strokes that suggest a new-found appreciation of the act. Each twitch and rumble is pure, pleased alpha β he's a man who's having sex and enjoying it β but Goddess, it's when he purrs into him that Yuri knows he has him.
Dimitri wants to please him badly, and pleasure shudders through the omega as his hands curl tight into the prince's thighs. He won't last much longer like this β not while Dimitri is using the most primal tricks he has to rub pleasure deep into his pussy β and he whines low in the back of his throat before mouthing over the head of his cock again.
He's going to come, and this time he wants Dimitri to come too.
An indulgent groan melts around his cock as he swallows him down again. It's a common misconception that omegas are somehow physically better suited to all sex acts β even that of sucking an alpha's cock β but the truth? It's close, but different enough that it matters. Yuri isn't somehow without a gag reflex, nor is his throat better suited to relaxing than that of an alpha or a beta β it's just that he feels a primal sort of pleasure in being stuffed full to the brim.
It's not something he thinks he could every quite explain. His blood runs hotter as Dimitri's cock fucks into the back of his mouth, saliva running down his shaft to pool over his balls as Yuri's cheeks hollow while he sucks. One hand releases Dimitri's thigh to slip into the damp space between their bodies and swirl circles over his clitβ
And just like that, Yuri comes hot and explosive over the thrust of Dimitri's tongue. His whole body shakes with it as he moans around the meat of his cock, his desperation to please this alpha β his alpha β increasing with each luxurious suck. Come for me, he purrs, his thighs shivering either side of the prince's head. Give me everything you have.)
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( Logically, Yuri knows that Dimitri likes this. His cock is impossibly hard beneath the silky smear of his lips, and he's fucking him on his tongue with deep, eager strokes that suggest a new-found appreciation of the act. Each twitch and rumble is pure, pleased alpha β he's a man who's having sex and enjoying it β but Goddess, it's when he purrs into him that Yuri knows he has him.
Dimitri wants to please him badly, and pleasure shudders through the omega as his hands curl tight into the prince's thighs. He won't last much longer like this β not while Dimitri is using the most primal tricks he has to rub pleasure deep into his pussy β and he whines low in the back of his throat before mouthing over the head of his cock again.
He's going to come, and this time he wants Dimitri to come too.
An indulgent groan melts around his cock as he swallows him down again. It's a common misconception that omegas are somehow physically better suited to all sex acts β even that of sucking an alpha's cock β but the truth? It's close, but different enough that it matters. Yuri isn't somehow without a gag reflex, nor is his throat better suited to relaxing than that of an alpha or a beta β it's just that he feels a primal sort of pleasure in being stuffed full to the brim.
It's not something he thinks he could every quite explain. His blood runs hotter as Dimitri's cock fucks into the back of his mouth, saliva running down his shaft to pool over his balls as Yuri's cheeks hollow while he sucks. One hand releases Dimitri's thigh to slip into the damp space between their bodies and swirl circles over his clitβ
And just like that, Yuri comes hot and explosive over the thrust of Dimitri's tongue. His whole body shakes with it as he moans around the meat of his cock, his desperation to please this alpha β his alpha β increasing with each luxurious suck. Come for me, he purrs, his thighs shivering either side of the prince's head. Give me everything you have. )