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It was desperate, deceitful and shameless. Liu Qingge knew this. He was not a fool or ignorant.... But still, he left the house much faster than the day after his heat: a pathetic omega desperate to see his beloved as in the awful novels his sister liked.
He... He just didn't know what else to try. For years he had been working for the attention of the man he loved; accosting him, provoking him, showering him with gifts, hurling insults; seeking affection, and when he couldn't get it he took everything else he could get.
The alpha he desired with all his being seemed not to notice him at all!
This drove Liu Qingge crazy, it drove him to this last, desperate move: something vicious, something he despised with his whole self.
But there was an obstacle in his way.
Alpha wasn't home, where he should have been. Liu Qingge felt like screaming out of frustration. He forced disciples of the overgrown bamboo peak where their master had gone, and then did the unthinkable....
He stormed into the sect leader's office. In his defense, he wasn't able to think of the sect leader, he couldn't even remember that Yue Qingyuan existed. That's why he was so surprised to see the man sitting at the desk opposite him, face to face. Yue Qingyuan looked puzzled. Liu Qingge lost his momentum, standing still. His overfocused mind tried to process information.
"Liu Qingge!" Shen Qingqiu shouted nervously, looking at him: half-conscious, standing for a few seconds in the threshold of the office. The shout reminded him of what he was looking for in this place. Man stands next to the sect leader's desk.
Shen Qingqiu.
He was looking for Shen Qingqiu.
He needed him.
He needed an alpha who always sent him away, ignored him, tried to crush him in the battle as an equal at all costs (alphas were often obnoxious, alphas often dared to disrespect him just because he was an omega, but not Shen Qingqiu-).
He leapt toward the man and they both collided with the wall, Shen Qingqiu made a heavy, painful sound as Liu Qingge pressed against him, desperately rubbing his nose against his neck and shoulder in search of the alpha's scent. His heat, barely finished a few hours earlier… Now it's returned without warning, filling the office with an intense, sweet-spicy scent.
Yue Qingyuan, who had been walking toward them to interrupt Liu Qingge's attack, became motionless in shock on the spot, Shen Qingqiu made another sound, this time it was something new, a loud moan. Liu Qingge immediately loved this sound.
"Liu-shidi," Yue Qingyuan said cautiously. Liu Qingge shuddered as he pressed into Shen Qingqiu's body, still searching and searching for a scent that still wasn't there.
He hated that Shen Qingqiu controlled himself so well and that he hid the scent. He let out a desperate whine, trying to beg for the attention of his beloved alpha. Shen Qingqiu began to tremble.
At first he was clearly trying not to inhale Liu Qingge's scent, but eventually it became difficult and he had to take a deeper breath. Then the scent appeared. A faint thing on Shen Qingqiu's skin. He pressed his nose to his skin, sniffing even more desperately.
"Shixiong... Shixiong," he breathed out.
"Liu-shidi... Qingq-"
"Close the door," demanded Shen Qingqiu, his voice sounding weak and broken. Liu Qingge was confused when the coveted scent of his beloved alpha rose, but it was sweet and a bit like burnt sugar wrapping around fruit on a thangulu stick.
Omega.
Shen Qingqiu smelled like an omega.
"Let go of me, brute!" demanded Shen Qingqiu, but at the same time he wrapped his arms around Liu Qingge, unexpectedly pulling him so tightly that Liu Qingge almost collapsed in the embrace, losing the remnants of the apparent distance between their bodies. Liu Qingge felt himself burning. And Shen Qingqiu equally felt like he was on fire. He wanted that fire. Even if it was the body heat of an omega, not an alpha, he still-.
"Q-Qige," grumbled Shen Qingqiu as the slam of a door and the rustle of talisman activation sounded somewhere behind them. "Qige," he meowled louder.
Liu Qingge almost cried from frustration and desperation. Why did Shen Qingqiu call someone else, but not him?
"Shidi," Sect Leader's voice echoed behind his back. His voice was steady, authoritary. "Shidi, please, let go of Qingqiu."
Liu Qingge cried out and pushed his body so tight one of his legs slid between Shen Qingqiu's legs and his mouth pressed a scent gland on the man's neck. He just wanted to be his!
Shen Qingqiu breathed hard, trying to stay conscious, but he moaned weakly when Liu Qingge still touched his body, pressing sensitive areas so much.
"Shidi," Yue Qingyuan put his hand on Liu Qingge's back. It was big hand. Strong. And it sent a very delicate dose of qi into Liu Qingge's body. It ends opposite to calm him. Liu Qingge almost bit the second omega, while he moaned, shocked by the sensation of alpha's qi sliding into his own meridians like a nice, cold spring.
"Q-Qige- ah… just… put down robes… put robes on the ground!" scowled Shen Qingqiu. His hands squeezed his shidi's body a bit too hard, making the warlord moan.
Sweet and spicy smell mixed in the air with sugary, intense smell of candies. And then, Yue Qingyuan's scent, like the wood from the old, steady tree and iron, appeared. War god very slowly looked around, trying to stay squeezed with Shen Qingqiu.
Yue Qingyuan really put his robes down. Ah, he created a place similar to the nest and everything was full of his scent. Shen Qingqiu tried to move, mewling with need for Yue Qingyuan.
Unfair, so unfair. Liu Qingge cries again, feeling weaker than ever and so pushed away, but a second omega hissed, pressing on his body to push him down, on dark, thick robes.
"Lay!" Ordered half-conscious Shen Qingqiu. "Lay down, now!"
Liu Qingge looked at his shixiong with fear, stressed with the Sect Leader smell around him, like a trap.
"Stay!" Ordered shixiong. "Be a good omega, stay. I need… alpha… Qige-" he reached half naked Yue Qingyuan, trying to get him as near as possible. "Kiss your first wife, kiss Qingqiu," he demanded.
It was… Hierarchy. Liu Qingge realized faintly.
He lay wet and slippery on the alpha's robes, watching with wide-open eyes as his beloved man kissed someone else. A husband. His shixiongs were partners, his beloved was an omega and already had an alpha, but.... But his beloved put him on his alpha's robes, forced him to succumb to the presence of a strong, even more stimulating scent as if Liu Qingge was an unruly puppy. Ah, maybe he was.
What was he even-?
"Good omega," Shen Qingqiu praised, pulling away from Yue Qingyuan's mouth. His face was red, his breathing was heavy, and his body was trembling. He looked as if he couldn't stand the touch of his own robes, which he hastily loosened and pulled down as if they pinched and irritated him.
"Undress," instructed Shen Qingqiu. The elder omega, the first omega in the place, the first wife of the alpha, whose scent was settling on the inflamed skin of the warlord.
Liu Qingge desperately crawled out of his own robes, clumsily tearing the straps and crumpling everything. His body was hot and became even hotter as his bare skin came into contact with the cool air of the office.
Shixiong rewarded him by settling on top of him, sliding onto Liu Qingge's hips as if to ground him in place with all of himself.
"You must be a good omega to fix what you have done," breathed Shen Qingqiu. His body was different from Liu Qingge's. His eyes were wide open and a bit foggy.
Liu Qingge, who presented himself as an omega in his teens and went through all the anguish of a changing body inside, looked fascinated at the man above him. Shen Qingqiu was a born omega. His cock was the size of a thumb, pink and swollen, more of a clitoris than a dick, and beneath it, a plump cunt was leaking amorous juices profusely. The sweet image above him and his normal member was striking. Liu Qingge had never before considered how different the male omega that presented itself was from one that had been an omega the whole his life, from birth itself.
This almost feminine softness and suppleness of Shen Qingqiu's body delighted him. He tried to say it, but the shixiong, looking into his eyes, began rubbing his small pussy against his cock.
"So pretty, shidi, you have a nice little one here" he praised him. "A sweet, useless omega' cock that will never do anything important."
Liu Qingge whined. For years he had dreamed of having Shen Qingqiu's alpha cock fill his hole, but now, looking at their bodies rubbing against each other, he wished he could push himself into Shen Qingqiu's cunt, prove that he wasn't so useless that he could give the other omega pleasure. Of course, he wouldn't give him children, but didn't pleasure count? He wanted to be inside. And he wanted to be full, too. Yue Qingyuan's scent already seemed almost natural, although still a little heavy and oily on his skin.
Yue Qingyuan was the alpha, where was he? Why didn't any of them get the alpha's cock? Were they not attractive enough for the sect leader?
"You will be a good omega," panted Shen Qingqiu. "We'll take you in, so you'll become Qige's second wife and obey me. I am the first wife, I will decide about you, your privileges and pleasures. Ah, do you- do you understand?"
He nodded desperately, watching the head of his cock press against the shixiong's pussy only for the man to step back and change position. He sat on Liu Qingge's thigh like a sweet, soft lover and rode his hard, taut body, leaving his love juices on the younger omega's skin.
Suddenly, something was in Liu Qingge's field of vision. He barely recognized Yue Qingyuan. Rough, masculine fingers entered his mouth. Two, long and a bit rough immediately going deep, had Liu Qingge not been immune for gag reflex, he probably would have been made uncomfortable by such an invasion, intense and far too deep.
"Mhmm," murmured the low, satisfied voice of a sect leader somewhere above him. "You'll be good."
He grumbled desperately as more love fluid flowed from his hole because of the unexpected praise. Man fucked his mouth and throat, Qingge shivered on the floor with mind blurry and dizzy, feeling invasion inside and outside. Shen Qingqiu moaned louder and louder, while riding his thigh. And then a second omega came, curling above Liu Qingge. Intense smell of pleasure made war god ready to even beg, he just… he just needed something more than fingers inside. He needed something in his hole. As fast as possible.
"Open your legs," ordered shixiong.
The omega's slender, long fingers invaded his hole, testing him. After a few days of pitiful, desperate leaping on his small jade pillar in the safety of his home, Liu Qingge was not very stretched out, but open enough for three fingers to penetrate with ease.
"Tight," bore a thoughtful shixiong. "I don't know if you can fit our husband," he added, all the while moving his fingers. "Can you handle Qige's dick, shidi? Won't you be afraid?"
He couldn't speak, only mumbled helplessly around fingers, opening his legs as wide as he could for the elderly omega.
He wanted it. He wanted his new husband's cock, he could take it, he could take the sect leader.
"I think our little omega wants to try, Qingqiu," said Yue Qingyuan. "You'll have to occupy his mouth to keep him from screaming too loudly."
Shen Qingqiu let out a low, satisfied murmur.
"First me, Qige," he said. "I am the first wife, I want you to fuck our younger omega with your dick dripping with my juices… and I want to hear him scream," he added greedily.
Liu Qingge wept at the overwhelming desires and imaginings. Long fingers pressed deeper into his throat until he was unable to take any more breath and began to shake on the ground. Yue Qingyuan withdrew his hand, giving him the opportunity to breathe and swallow saliva again. His throat and mouth hurted a little. He immediately looked at Shen Qingqiu as soon as the large, solid hand disappeared from his field of vision.
"You'll take it later, shidi," Shen Qingqiu instructed with emphasis. "Your new alpha's cock wet with my juices. You'll be good, won't you?"
Whatever exactly it was that excited Shen Qingqiu, no matter whether being in power or having a second omega at his fingertips, the warlord simply began nodding meekly.
He would do anything for something to finally fill the void in his hole. Why couldn't they hurry up? Why did they build a hierarchy so slowly and repetitively? Hadn't they already put him in the right place? He was the second wife, he only had to obey the shixiong to have both the shixiong and the sect leader. He could have done it! He was able to obey!
It was torture.
He was shaking on the ground, trying not to cry out of desperation. He pressed his fingers to his hole, trying to relieve himself, but it wasn't enough. Almost at arm's length lay Shen Qingqiu, sprawled on the ground, submissive to Yue Qingyuan. The leader was fucking him, filling his tight pussy to the brim with his cock. Liu Qingge didn't look, tried to control himself, tried to endure, but.... Each new moan from Shen Qingqiu, each desperate babble begging for Yue Qingyuan to do more.... Everything went straight to Liu Qingge's lower abdomen and into his hole.
He was leaking.
He was sure that Yue Qingyuan's robes under him were all wet.
"Qige, Qige- ah, ah, ah!"
"So good to me, Qingqiu, so soft-"
"More! Now! Ah!"
Liu Qingge knew when his shixiong were at their limits. He could hear the loud, song-like cries of Shen Qingqiu and the throaty purrs of the satisfied leader. The intense scent of cum and sweat was in the air.
"No, no... Don't come out," protested Shen Qingqiu in a distant, shaky voice. When Liu Qingge snapped and looked to the side, Yue Qingyuan said something soothingly directly into his lover's soft, pale skin.... And then the man pulled his thick, still half-hard cock out of the omega. Fluids immediately dropped from the red, swollen pussy. The man pushed it back in with his fingers, and then closed Shen Qingqiu's pussy by pushing an egg-like (wooden?) object inside, which he apparently had already carried with him.
Shen Qingqiu moaned quietly, remaining loosely spread out on his back, exposed with all his pale, jade skin covered with a multitude of kiss marks and teeth.
Liu Qingge couldn't look away.
"Qingqiu always gets tired quickly except for his heat," immersed Yue Qingyuan, changing his place. He knelt between Liu Qingge's legs. The sect leader's shining eyes traced the image of Liu Qingge's sloppy, wet hole, pathetically spreaded by trying to find relief with his fingers.
Liu Qingge looked down at the alpha's cock. The sect leader's dick was massive and long, and could have been as thick as the forearm of a warlord. It was dripping with cum and clear, amorous fluids.
"But shidi said he could handle it, right?"
He swallowed his saliva hard, nodding dully up and down.
Yes, of course.
He was able to take it! Since Shen Qingqiu could, he-.
Yue Qingyuan grabbed him and adjusted him, lightly, effortlessly, bending his slender, muscular body in half.
"Is this your first time, shidi?" He became interested, rubbing his hot head against the war god's hole. "No matter. Shixiong will do you very good," he promised. "Let Qingqiu hear your voice." He added with a nice smile.
When Yue Qingyuan pushed inside, Liu Qingge was sure he had been torn in half. The powerful weapon, which the alpha called a dick, pressed into his hole, filling him so much that he shook with hypersensitivity and wailed. The leader showed him no mercy. The man praised him and praised him, and fucked him with intense movements until the omega could hear the gurgling sounds of their bodies.
Liu Qingge only let out moans, loud and long.
"So good," said weakly Shen Qingqiu. The foggy, tired omega squatted down. The man was clearly sleepy, but looked at their joined bodies with fascination, and then held out his hand. Liu Qingge looked at that hand, and then came immediately, hissing like an animal. Shen Qingqiu touched the bulge that Yue Qingyuan made in the abdomen of his shidi. The alpha member was pushing him from inside as if Liu Qingge's slender body was just a toy to gain pleasure.
"Just a little more," he added. Shen Qingqiu looked confident in his words. "Fill him up, Qige. I want him to smell like you," he demanded like a spoiled child, squeezing Liu Qingge's belly and massaging until Liu Qingge felt far too sensitive and full. Yue Qingyuan breathed heavier and heavier and threw his hips violently in deep thrusts. He kept hitting where his shidi felt best.
Liu Qingge could not withstand the highest pleasure moment. He ejaculated profusely, shocked and satisfied far beyond his own comprehension as he felt the hot stream of cum fill him inside.
Yue Qingyuan murmured throatily as he felt Qingqiu press face into his neck.
They were lying on the ground in the office. Yue Qingyuan in the middle, Qingqiu on his left, comfortably cuddled up so that the alpha could stroke his bloated, cum-filled belly. Liu Qingge was on the other side. He was lying on his side, curled up a bit. A slightly tart smell of embarrassment surrounded him. He had recovered enough to realize that he had tried to seduce one of his martial siblings.
It seemed that he felt guilty. Yue Qingyuan wasn't going to care too much. His soft cock layed down comfortably. Rarely was he so well used up between his heats, Qingqiu really couldn't keep up with his libido. But now Qingge lay beside them, wrapped in a cocoon of their scents like a little love gift.
Yue Qingyuan had no intention of releasing him from the two of them. His tight hole was so good. He wanted to fuck it again. And use his throat one day too, it was so good when he pushed his fingers in…
"Husband likes his second omega?" Shen Qingqiu demanded answer. He was pleased, he liked being full and pampered.
"Husband loves Qingqiu above all, but yes, I like our shidi," he assured softly.
***
"What were you thinking!? Trying to seduce Zhangmen-shixiong like that!? What if you ran into some perverted alpha when you were dragging yourself to Qiong Ding from Bai Zhan!? You could have been harmed, you empty-headed-"
"I wanted to seduce you!" Expelled an embarrassed Liu Qingge, feeling his heart rumbling. "I wanted to..." With shame, he hid his face in his hands.
"Hmpf." Shen Qingqiu crossed his arms over his chest. "Now you are Zhangmen Shixiong's second wife," he informed. "You belong to him and me, understand?"
Liu Qingge slowly raised a hopeful, broken gaze at Shen Qingqiu, dressed only in thin inner robes. Shen Qingqiu... He said. Liu Qingge, even if the heat attack was over, belonged to them-.
"You'd better be careful, and don't you dare to risk it ever again!" Shen Qingqiu instructed him.
Yue Qingyuan embraced him from behind, resting his chin on Shen Qingqiu's shoulder.
"I'm sure he understood the lesson, wife," he assured in a somewhat lazy, satisfied voice. He was wearing only his pants. Most of his robes lay on the ground crumpled or wet with fluids.
***
Bonus:
Liu Qingge returned from his mission, sent his wounded disciples to Qian Cao and happily set off for his home. He intended to wash up, change his clothes and then head to Qiong Ding.... Only, something thwarted his plans.
Shen Qingqiu stood in front of his house, slender and supple, wearing dark green robes. The man stared at Liu Qingge with meaningful nervousness. A worried, bitter smell of burned sugar wafted through the air.
"Now," demanded the shixiong, and the perplexed warlord nodded and stepped on his sword.
Apparently, he was to appear immediately at Qiong Ding this time. Shen Qingqiu looked tense. They were... In a strange relationship for several months now, but Liu Qingge didn't understand most of his beloved behavior. He mainly tried to follow clear orders and not push. Especially physically. He noticed that even Yue Qingyuan, even though he was the most horny, did not push physically on his first omega, obeying all invitations and rejections.
He landed on Qiong Ding, and Shen Qingqiu immediately led him through the corridors up to the sect leader's rest house. Liu Qingge protested a little weakly before the almost brutal bath as Shen Qingqiu scrubbed every last trace of the rough mucus of the slain beast from his skin. Then he was wrapped in bandages. The elder omega hissed angrily at him when he suggested that the wounds were already healing and would soon disappear, so there was no need to wrap them. If Shen Qingqiu had ears and a tail, perhaps he would have snickered angrily.
"Here, come, now," the shixiong pushed him out of the bathroom, directing him to the bedroom. He was taken aback a bit, as he always felt a tad embarrassed about entering Yue Qingyuan's private space and his beloved nest. It didn't matter that the leader had fucked him on the floor, desk, terrace and several other places in the bedroom since they were partners. He's still... Sect leader. Imposing on him was unprofessional, the whole way by which he got on his cock was very unprofessional!
"Come in," the shixiong put him into their nest, smelling intensely of all their scents like a home, like a safe place. Liu Qingge involuntarily relaxed as he landed on the soft cushions and the elderly omega next to him. Shen Qingqiu leaned in, slowly scenting the warlord with mouth on his scent gland. Hot breath on his skin was nice. Liu Qingge liked it.
Yue Qingyuan entered his bedroom with a satisfied smile. There was a fresh mix of scents in the air from his omegas. A little sweet, a little spicy. The scent settled pleasantly on his skin.
He threw off his heavy, uncomfortable leader's robes and moved toward the nest. Shen Qingqiu lay in the soft bedding, wrapped around Liu Qingge, holding him tightly and without mercy, so that he could not withdraw even if he somehow tried.
Yue Qingyuan didn't think he would try: The warlord slept deeply with a relaxed face, completely trusting and open. Yue Qingyuan lost his last robes and entered the nest in just his pants. Shen Qingqiu glanced at him fleetingly from under half-lowered eyelids, then rubbed his nose demonstratively against Liu Qingge's gland. Something that he did for a probably really long time. The unconscious man released more of his scent.
Yue Qingyuan lay down next to him, wrapping both omegas with his arms.
"He came back injured," complained a disgruntled Shen Qingqiu. "And he went to Bai Zhan first! He is supposed to come to me when he returns to the sect. Always. I need to know he's good!"
"Now he's already here, Qingqiu," he said reassuringly. "We'll keep him until he's healthy. Okay?"
"Qige must order him." He demanded. "Have him stay here until he gets well."
"I promise."
Shen Qingqiu murmured contentedly, somewhat reassured before he closed his eyes.
Yue Qingyuan loves his first beloved wife and how much caring he was for people he decided to treat as his.