( Yuri presses forward into the touch of Dimitri's hand, doing his best to ignore the fact that being touched like that, there, on the lowest part of his abdomen, is only feeding into the Omega urges he's trying to ignore. Does Dimitri even realise what the stroke of his fingertips is doing to him? )

Huh ... I suppose that makes sense.

( It's an interesting piece of information, to be sure. Yuri tucks it away for later. )

Not inferior, just threatening to the big strong Alphas in charge.

( He teases, brushing a few more of those sweet kisses over Dimitri's jaw and collarbones before leaning in to take his lips again. Yuri kisses him slow this time - their tongues curling lazily against as he shifts so he's splayed on top of him. It settles him over Dimitri's cock; Yuri rolls his hips gently, just grinding his pussy against the spit-slick swell of him, and lets the kiss deepen just barely before pulling away again. )

I spent a few years in the Empire, you know. Before I came to Garreg Mach.

( Slender fingers stroke through blond hair. )

It was full of Alphas who didn't give a damn about me. Men, women ... they just wanted a pretty face to fuck. Omegas were nothing there.

( But he chuckles softly, then leans down to nip at Dimitri's lower lip. )

So, if I ever end up leaving Abyss? It's gonna be a toss-up between Faerghus and Leicester, that's for damn sure.