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>> FULL NAME: Mekha Saengarun >> MEANING: ▪ Mekha - Meaning "moonlight," embodying serenity and calmness // Saengarun - Meaning "dawn" >> NICKNAME: Mek >> DATE OF BIRTH: 22nd of July, 2000 >> AGE: 24 years old >> SIGN: Cancer ♋️ >> ORIENTATION: Homosexual >> RELIGION: Buddhist >> GENDER: Cis-male // Omega Ω >> POWERS: Snow Leopard shifter (maybe) >> UNIVERSE: CRAVE, The Meaning of Forever

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>> FACE CLAIM: Mix Sahaphap >> HEIGHT: 177 cm // 5'9 >> WEIGHT: 65 kg // 143 pounds >> BUILD: Medium build >> HAIR: Brown >> EYES: Brown >> CLOTHING: Casual, relaxed >> OTHER: A few beauty marks dotted along his face (bottom of his eye, nose, cheek) // Pierced ears

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>> STRENGTHS: Tenacious, highly imaginative, loyal, emotional, sympathetic, persuasive >> WEAKNESSES: Moody, pessimistic, suspicious, manipulative, insecure

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>> HOMETOWN: Bangkok, Thailand >> NATIONALITY: Thai >> ETHNICITY: Asian >> FINANCIAL STATUS: Middle-Class >> EDUCATION: Graduated from Chulalongkorn University with a degree in Psychology and Counselling >> OCCUPATION: Psychologist // Omega Counsellor at an Omega Care Facility and Youth Centre // Volunteer worker at an orphanage >> SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Thai // English

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>> FAMILY TREE: [ parents ] Phassakorn (M) and Rung (M) [ siblings ] None >> PETS: Feeds the stray cats outside his home >> ROMANCES:

Mekha has not fallen in love and has sworn not to sleep with anyone whom he didn't have feelings for; however, he had a one-night stand with Hunter, a basketball player for the Chicago Bulls. Mekha was a fan of Hunter's until he realised what a complete ass he was. Apparently Mekha's constant rejection of him had Hunter pursuing him harder, and Mekha would have continued to say no - except he went into heat. They shared a passionate night together. Mekha was determined to forget all about it - except Mekha fell pregnant with Hunter's baby...

>> PLATONIC:

Namgung Seung-Yong (TBA) Mekha and Yong met each other while volunteering at an orphanage.

Virote Sakdan Siriporn Mekha met Vee when the alpha was employed to teach self-defence to the omegas at the Care and Youth Facility. Mekha watched over the class and liked that the omegas seemed comfortable with Vee. When they spoke, Mekha could understand why Vee was so popular, as despite being an alpha he could be quite gentle and soft-spoken. Vee will occasionally be called in for a fitness class at the Facility, and he and Mekha would usually have lunch or coffee afterward.

>> BACKSTORY:

Mekha is the omega son of Phassakorn and Rung, an alpha and omega couple who are very doting over their only child. Growing up, Mekha was given a lot of attention and love by his family, both immediate and extended. He grew up a very bright and happy child, who quickly picked up skills and already showed a love for learning very early on, which delighted his parents who helped guide his education. The older he became, the more independent he was, with his parents schooling him about how important it was for an omega to be able to fend for themselves in a world where they are generally looked down upon by so many - though, he always knew he would have their support, no matter where he went in life. He also saw how their love for each other made a happy home, and often wished he too could find a mate to share such a wonderful life with.

Mekha hates all kinds of injustice, and has seen plenty of it. While his family advocates for equitable treatment of alphas and omegas, not everybody else does. As a result, he was determined to make some sort of positive change in the world, studying hard so that he could possess the power to help those who needed it. He graduated his high school with the top marks, and got into Chulalongkorn University to study a degree in Psychology and Counselling, where he also topped the cohort. It wasn't always smooth sailing, as Mekha had to deal with his own share of discrimination alphas who tried to put him down because of his secondary gender.

Currently, Mekha works as a Psychologist at an Omega Care Facility and Youth Centre. He loves to help others, but can get severely emotionally effected by all the horror stories he hears from his clients, ranging from omegas being beaten into submission by dickhead alphas to omegas falling pregnant and being kicked out of their homes and considered ruined for anyone else. He also works as an advisor to the younger omegas, encouraging them to obtain an education and continue to break the mould society has placed upon them.

>> THOUGHTS ON LOVE: "I don't have time to waste. If you're not my true mate, then we're not going to last."

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>> FEARS: >> PHOBIAS: >> HANDICAPS: >> MENTAL DISORDERS: >> PHYSICAL DISEASES: >> PREDISPOSITIONS:

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Everything was hazy, clouded, and utterly blissful when Mekha came, stars prickling his vision as his body trembled from the wave of orgasm. It was so different to the one he had in the car, where he had made a mess of his underwear - Hunter's fingers inside of him made it much more intense, much more intimate, hitting a spot within him that had him melting onto the bedsheets, a feeling he had never had before.

Mekha's lower body rocked to and fro, cum decorating his chest and his stomach as he squeezed around the Alpha's digits, using them to help him along with his release. His hole was tender, but not hurting - just sore from the foreign stretch. It was more pleasurable than anything, with Mekha not paying the slight discomfort any mind now that he had cum, the heat within his stomach diminishing slightly.

He clung onto Hunter as best as he could with his weakened hold, trying to blink away the sheen of wetness so that he could see the Alpha more clearly when he asked him for his scent. The fact that the Alpha's pheromones were missing was bothering Mekha. Even if he had never had sex before, his Omega nature could feel that there was a hollowness to their time together. A detachment, because of the lack of scent. Mekha wanted it, needing the comfort, needing the Alpha to show him that he was protected and well cared for in this vulnerable period.

Instead of getting what he wanted, Hunter leaned forward to kiss his tears away.

“Shhhh, you’re doing great kitten…”

Mekha sniffled, trying to grasp the little bit of scent he knew he could smell in the air, letting out a weak and helpless whine when he was unable to identify what it was. It felt like it would be so nice - refreshing, soothing, strong. Everything an Alpha should be. Why wouldn't he let Mekha scent him? Did he not think he was doing a good job? Did he not care that he was in heat? But Hunter was his Alpha wasn't he? He had to care...

Mekha didn't even know that his Omega nature had started referring to Hunter as his Alpha - but he was very clearly affected by the lack of scent in the room. Tears brimmed in his eyes again, dripping down the sides of his face, his stomach aching with an emptiness that couldn't be satiated with anything physical.

Hunter was already moving on, gently guiding Mekha's legs to wrap around him.

“Let Alpha feel you a different way, okay?”

Mekha held on as tightly as he could, letting out a small "a-ah-" when he felt his shoulder being bitten. His world was turned in an instant, and now he was on top of Hunter, sitting right on top of his crotch, legs bracketing that powerful naked body beneath.

“Don’t fall asleep on me, kitten, I wanna see you get hard again for me…”

"A-alpha!" Mekha gasped in surprise when his over-sensitive member was taken in hand, already being jerked to stiffness. He was on heat, his refractory period was non-existent, but he still felt so empty. There were no cuddles, there was no comforting scent, nothing that would soften the intensity of their passion. Mekha was a romantic by nature and his Omega, by nature, craved intimacy during heat - but Alpha wasn't giving it to him. In Mekha's mind, it meant he mustn't be doing good enough - he had to work harder, through his tears and hollow feelings, to get what he needed from his Alpha.

“That’s right. Just like that… Don’t you wanna ride me, kitten… Wanna sit on my cock until you cum again? I think you’d look very good with my cock in your mouth… Show me how good you suck ‘em…”

Is that what it would take to get Hunter's scent? Ride him? Suck him? Mekha would do it. Mekha would do anything right now. There was very little he'd say no to - not like he'd be able to, with heat still lingering in his mind. He glanced down at the Alpha's member, mouth going dry at the size of it next to his own. How. How? Hunter wanted this in Mekha's mouth and hole, but would it even fit?

If Mekha had his wits about him, he'd be running far the fuck away. But his Omega instincts were telling him otherwise - that his body was made for this, that this is what a real Alpha looked like, that he'd be pleasing his Alpha so much if he did this. He was still apprehensive, but nature was winning out against logic - in heat, his brain didn't stand a chance to the whims of his desires.

"I-I don't know h-how..." Mekha started to tremble, wanting to do what Hunter wanted but nervous about where to start. His instincts weren't kicking in like before, and he wasn't sure what to do. He looked at Hunter through teary eyes. Alpha was being so good to him. Alpha was taking care of him. Now that Alpha was asking for the same, Mekha could do it right?

Slowly, Mekha shuffled down Hunter's body, until he was in between the Alpha's legs. He leaned down, mouth opening, thinking that he'd try to copy how Hunter had done it for him earlier and start with the tip.

The moment his tongue hit the slit, Mekha's mouth was flooded with the strong flavour of the man. It was bitter, biting, strange - but Mekha didn’t seem to want to stop. Taking it slow, he suckled at the tip, brows creasing slightly at the taste, eyes flicking up to Hunter to see whether he was liking this.

After a while, Mekha realised... this wasn't bad at all. This was his Alpha's flavour - took some getting used to for his first time, but ultimately it wasn't harsh on his tongue. He slowly got into a rhythm, opening his jaw wider to take more of the Alpha in, dragging his wet mouth up and down that thick shaft. His eyes became unfocussed again as the heat started to bloom once more, and small moans of pleasure began to escape his throat as he sucked and licked the length of the Alpha beneath him.

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Hunter's hand ran up and down the Omega's thighs that rested on either side of him. He stared at the man straddling him falling silent, he watched as if he could see thoughts going through the other's head. What could the Omega possibly thinking -

"I-I don't know h-how..."

"Excuse me?" He blinked. What's the man talking about? Their eyes met and the Omega's eyes were wet with tears. He squinted, confused, wondering what was happening. Then it hit him. This man - this maniputive Omega still had the sense to play games with him even in heat. Should he worry? Should he care if this Omega was scheming, trying something to entrap or blackmail him with later? Or maybe... Maybe, he thought as he clenched his jaw keeping his gaze on the man, this Omega is just as perverted as he is... Trying some sick game to get off harder.

"Still playing innocent, kitten," he nodded his head, a grin appearing on his lips. "I'll play along," he said, raising his upper body so he could reach the man's backside, slapping it so hard he hoped he left a mark for him to view later on. "I'll pretend this is your first time... And I want you to cry and beg when I slip my cock inside you. Tell me how much it hurts... I want all of it - tears included," and fell back down on the bed, hands on the back of his head, waiting, watching on the Omeaga's next move...

When the man finally slid down between his legs, the performance was outstanding. Moving his arms on either side of him, he propped himself with his elbows to properly view how the Omega would continue on with this charade.

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth watching as Mekha pretended he didn't know what to do with his cock... Instead of feeling annoyed or turned off, his cock responded by twitching, getting harder with just one small lick to his head.

"Fuck, you're good at this game, kitten... It's actually hot," he said, reaching to rub the Omega's lips with his thumb. "Keep at it... Pretend you're licking a lollipop... No teeth, just - tongue and lips. Lots of tongue, baby," he breathed out, getting into the game. He watched then, moaning with every little flick. It took a moment until the Omega was bobbing over his cock and for a moment, he was lost, almost believing this was the first time the Omega was shoving a cock in his mouth - The awkward movements, the off phasing... All seemed so fucking real and it was so fucking hot. He groaned when the other dragged his mouth over his length, it felt so fucking good he didn't want it to end -

"You're doing so good, kitten, you got it right... Use your hands, jerk me while you suck my tip... Slow and steady," he instructed, watching the Omega work on his thick cock, the desire to reach and shove it down the man's throat was there but something about the Omega's eyes that told him to slow down, let things happen on its own. But this is just a game! He said to himself and yet, his body reacted in a way that was so against his control, letting some of his scent float around the air. His head tilted back, feeling amazing as tongue and mouth continued to pleasure him. He wanted to enjoy every single second and his eyes, not watching to miss a thing went back to watching Mekha...

"You're doing so well, baby... You'll make Alpha cum, just by doing that..." He reached to cup the man's face by the chin, pulling the other away from his dick until the man was sitting over his stomach, "Kiss me," he said, "Kiss me with that pretty mouth... I'll teach you every little dirty thing you can do with it to make Alpha happy, alright kitten?" He was sliding into some dangerous ground but he didn't care at this moment. He wanted to kiss Mekha and he did, tongue, lips, teeth - he took over it all, moaning as he shoved his tongue down the Omega's throat. "D'you like Alpha's cock... You think you can fit me in your mouth," he whispered against the man's lips as he sat them up together. He had Mekha straddle him, his left hand working behind the man's body, fingering the still slick and tight hole. "I wanna fuck your throat..." He panted, inhaling the sweet honey scent that filled the room, "Wanna cum in your mouth and you're gonna drink me all up," and gave Mekha another deep and intense kiss...

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"Still playing innocent, kitten. I'll play along. I'll pretend this is your first time... And I want you to cry and beg when I slip my cock inside you. Tell me how much it hurts... I want all of it - tears included."

Hunter's words rang through Mekha's head as the Omega clumsily but steadily worked the Alpha's cock in his mouth. His ass stung from the hard smack Hunter hand laid on him before telling him how to suck him off the way he wanted, slick leaking between his cheeks and dripping down onto his thighs. He was bent over Hunter's lower body, mouth around that thick cock, driven by his instincts to make up for the lack of experience he had in this area to pleasure his Alpha.

Mekha knew he should be concerned by the way Hunter was talking, how he was still implying that this first time for Mekha wasn't actually his first time, that they he was playing innocent, that they were pretending. For some reason, his heart seized in his chest - couldn't his Alpha recognise that this wasn't a game? That Mekha was being truthful and open and vulnerable in a way he's never been before? He was so willing and eager to prove himself to this Alpha, his Alpha, so why couldn't Hunter see it?

That alone was enough to keep tears dripping down his face as he messily bobbed his head up and down Hunter's length. His cock was huge, filling his mouth, cheeks puffed out so hard they strained, and whenever Mekha accidentally got too low it blocked off his airway, making him gag. But he took it all as best he could, because this was Alpha's cock.

My Alpha. Mine.

Mekha ignored the whispers in the back of his head as he focussed on his task. Hunter's fingers rubbing at his stretched bottom lip made him shudder as the Alpha continued to instruct him further.

"Fuck, you're good at this game, kitten... It's actually hot. Keep at it... Pretend you're licking a lollipop... No teeth, just - tongue and lips. Lots of tongue, baby."

Tongue. Mekha could do tongue.

Looking up at the man with wet eyes, Mekha pulled himself off of Hunter's cock enough so that the other could see his tongue. He flattened it against the leaking, swollen head, tasting the saltiness as he dragged his tongue all the way down to the base. On the way back up, he licked at the underside, leaving trails of saliva before once again sucking the entire member into his mouth. He went too quickly by accident, spearing himself on Hunter's cock, letting out a short gagged noise before pulling off enough to start suckling the tip. Mekha also listened when Hunter told him to use his hands too, wrapping his small fingers around the base of that huge cock - fuck, he couldn't even reach the entire way around - pumping the skin he couldn't reach with his mouth, all in a bid to show his Alpha that he was a good omega more him.

Then, Mekha smelled something wonderful.

It was faint - barely there, especially with the strength of the sweet Omega pheromones saturating the room, but Mekha could detect something fresh. That had to be it - his Alpha's scent, seeping out just a little, because of him. Mekha let out a groan around Hunter's cock in delight, the vibrations loud and rumbly, his own member hardening now that he could identify his Alpha's scent. His eyes went hazy again, vision melting into blurs, and he bobbed his head up and down, spurred on by that glorious scent in the air that he knew came from his Alpha. He was almost crazed, moaning around Hunter's cock with delight, sloppily blowing him and getting his member all wet with his tongue and saliva.

Mekha was pulled off with a pop when Hunter reached for his chin, pulling him up. He panted, mouth aching from the stretch, settling atop the man's stomach, slick leaking from his quivering hole and onto the Alpha's skin.

"You're doing so well, baby... You'll make Alpha cum, just by doing that..."

Mekha mewled happily, leaning forward as if under a spell, so eager to show his Alpha how good he was for him. Then, Alpha will fuck me and knot me and breed me and claim me and-

"Kiss me. Kiss me with that pretty mouth... I'll teach you every little dirty thing you can do with it to make Alpha happy, alright kitten?"

Mekha moaned with delight, letting the Alpha capture his mouth in a wet and steamy kiss, giving him the intimacy he had been craving. The emptiness within him slowly started to fill, his inner Omega becoming more and more satisfied with how his heat was progressing.

"D'you like Alpha's cock... You think you can fit me in your mouth."

"M-mm, A-alpha's cock so good," Mekha moaned, his dick leaking onto Hunter's stomach. Hunter's fingers were back at his hole, fingering his opening, more sweet scented slick escaping him.

"I wanna fuck your throat... Wanna cum in your mouth and you're gonna drink me all up."

"W-wanna try, w-want Alpha, please." Mekha said between kisses, breathless, desperate and eager and willing. "W-want Alpha to fill me up, w-want it so bad." Mekha begged, swaying his ass back into Hunter's fingers, trying to build a steady rhythm. His cock felt hard again, god he felt so good, and he wanted to make his Alpha feel the same. "F-fuck my mouth Alpha, please-!"

#hunter002 #SORRY THIS WAS VERY INTENSE MEKHA IS GOING THROUGH A LOT RN #HUNTER YOU'RE GOING TO RIP HIS HEART OUT AREN'T YOU #AHHHHHHH MEKHA'S GOING TO BE SO ANGRY AND UPSET WHEN HIS HEAT HIS OVER AND HE REALISES WHAT'S HAPPENED #BUT RIGHT NOW HE'S ENJOYING HIMSELF SOOOO MUCH OMG HUNTER PLEASE TAKE CARE OF HIM #AND LET HIM HAVE HIS FACE FUCKED BY YOU LOLLLL

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#hunter tag #MMM LOOK AT SEXY DADDY HUNTER #MEKHA IS TRYING TO DENY THAT HE'S HOT BUT HE'S ACTUALLY LIKE 🥵 LOOKING AT HIM LOLLL #HE'LL HAVE YOUR BABIES HUNTER HEHEHEE

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Mekha was going crazy. He couldn't think, couldn't speak, his body totally at the mercy of Hunter. The Alpha was teasing him slowly, prolonging arousal, keeping him on the edge of pleasure. He wanted to cum so badly, especially when Hunter took his smaller cock into his mouth and sucked on it lazily, so close to exploding before the man pulled away.

“Of course you do, kitten… Don’t worry… I will make sure you cum multiple times. But you’re going to work hard for it…”

Mekha whined, frustrated and confused. The rational part of him thought that it wasn't fair that he was spending his heat with an Alpha who so cruelly held his release in the palm of his hand and withheld his scent that soothe his pain - but his Omega nature, the part of him that was alive and thriving right now, was being compelled to listen. Alpha was telling him to work for it, and Omega wanted to obey, wanted to show Hunter that he was a good heat partner. It went against everything Mekha had schooled himself to be - but it was inherent, and something he couldn't fight even if he tried.

The Omega gasped when Hunter leaned in, pressing his legs against his chest and bending him in half while he examined Mekha's hole, one finger deep inside him. He was leaking heavily from both ends now, cock coated in precum and slick shining between his cheeks, smelling of honey and sweetness.

When Hunter started moving his finger in and out of Mekha's entrance, the omega started to writhe in place, gasping and moaning. He got even louder when Hunter's warm lips met the soft skin of his thighs, kissing him there before travelling down to his filled sacs, swiping along the sensitive area. Mekha jolted at the sensation, paired with how much more quickly Hunter was pushing his fingers inside of him, making his eyes well up with tears. God he was close, so fucking close it hurt, and the heat within his stomach was becoming unbearable the longer it took for him to cum.

“D’you want to cum all over my fingers, kitten? Don’t hold back.”

Mekha sobbed, a tear dripping from the corner of one of his eyes as he nodded wildly, red and flushed in the face. He moaned when Hunter's fingers curled inside of him, hitting his sweet spot, causing his hole to clench. "Y-yes! P-please alpha, w-wanna cum- a-ahhh!!"

“Alpha would like to see you cum, babe… All over my fingers… Be a good boy and do it for Alpha… Just like that… You’re enjoying this so much, kitten… You’re doing so well… I’ll fuck you so well and good.”

The pet names had Mekha shuddering, and the promise of Hunter fucking him well and good soon had the Omega bursting at the seams. A few more thrusts of Hunter's fingers, and the man's tongue licking over his dripping hole sent Mekha over the edge. He cried out, mouth parted with a broken noise of pleasure escaping him, body wriggling and shaking as he came. His hole squirted with slick, coating Hunter's hand, while his cock pulsated, ropes of warm cum that spurted out onto his chest. He choked on a sob because god it felt so good, better than the first one, satiating some of the warmth in his stomach. His mind was clouded with pleasure, streaks of tears dripping from the sides of his eyes, cheeks full and red from heat. He panted, chest covered in cum rising and falling, fingers trembling with where they were curled into the sheets.

"A-alpha-" Mekha moaned, pawing at the man's shoulders, weak fingers trying to grip at the firm body on top of him. In his mind, Hunter was taking care of him so he wanted to be as close as possible to him, especially his scent. Where was it? Where was the strong Alpha's scent that only so faintly lingered in the room? Mekha wanted it like he wanted air, his Omega nature vibrating with need for it for a reason Mekha could not explain. "S-scent... w-want it... A-alpha please..."

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Hunter felt it, the wave of orgasm that was about to his the Omega sprawled on his bed, wet and slick hole to his view, so tight and ready for him… He enjoyed the moans coming from Mekha, smirking as the other cried literal tears as he man begged to cum. So different from the confident Omega he met months ago… He had this man eating in the palm of his hand and from here on, he knew he could do whatever he pleased with him. Oh, but no, he wasn’t planning on mating or marking Mekha. He had no intentions of taking this any further. Once tonight ended and his lust and curiosity were fulfilled, he’d happily swipe the Omega from his memories. In the meantime, he’d enjoy the lustful noises the man’s hole made as he drilled it with his fingers. So wet, so hot, and tight. He cannot wait to fill it with his cock, he knew it would feel amazing. He was convinced he’d be the best fuck this Omega would ever have.

“Oh, kitten,” he murmured, licking the slick around Mekha’s twitching hole, “You’re gonna cum for me -”

By the time he was finished speaking, a gush of warm wetness covered his fingers and strings of cum sprouted out of the Omega’s cock. He grinned, leaning in to catch some of it with his tongue and tasting that sweet honey slick now covering the Omega’s chest. He remained fucking the man’s hole with his fingers, letting the other ride the pleasure before he spoke, “You made a mess… But you look so good covered in cum, kitten,” he settled between the Omega’s legs, not minding the sticky cum on the other’s skin. “Now I wanna see you covered in my cum,” and nuzzled the man’s neck, nipping the damn skin there -

"A-alpha- S-scent... w-want it... A-alpha please..."

He then felt the limp grip on his shoulders as the Omega held onto it. He knew it was part of their nature, to console and comfort after an intense, intimate moment together. But this situation he had with the Omega wasn’t something the elders talked and romanticized about. This was nothing but pure lust and no part of himself needed to be shared aside from what he’d do for his own pleasure. Although, he sensed his body’s natural reaction grinding, releasing the tiniest amount of his pheromones but not enough to hold it down and name its scent… “Shhhh, you’re doing great kitten…” He pushed the hair that stuck on the other’s forehead; he leaned and kissed the corners of the man’s eyes; meanwhile, one hand reached down to guide the Omega’s legs to wrap around his waist. “Let Alpha feel you a different way, okay?” And bit the other’s shoulders and he switched their positions. He ended up under the Omega who now sat directly on his crotch.

It was a mess, cum coated them both but he didn’t care. Mekha looked disheveled, somewhat weak from cumming not so long ago. But he hasn’t really started. “Don’t fall asleep on me, kitten,” his right hand dragged from the middle of the man’s chest down to the abdomen before gently wrapping his fingers around the semi-erect cock. “I wanna see you get hard again for me…” And began jerking the length, ever so slow and steady… “That’s right. Just like that…” He brought his eyes up, staring at the face of the Omega in heat. “Don’t you wanna ride me, kitten… Wanna sit on my cock until you cum again?” And readjusted the other’s hips so that his cock, much larger and longer, now on full display, just underneath the Omega’s. “I think you’d look very good with my cock in your mouth… Show me how good you suck ‘em…”