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“There are rules placed for a reason, Yuu. I warned you every time,” Nemuri sighed, combing her fingers through Yuu’s messy hair, “and you went to that party on your own, and got bombarded by horny alphas. What’s the main rule for going out?”
Yuu scoffed, picking leaves out of her that she acquired when she jumped into a bush to escape the men. “Don’t go to parties alone, always travel in groups,” she mumbled resentfully. She could have handled it! She just–couldn’t run that fast in heels, yeah. That was the reason. No way she was going to admit to Nemuri that she was right.
When Yuu’s scent patches expired during the middle of beer pong, she realized that there were hungry eyes watching her every motion. Thus she ran and covered her scent in dirt after hiding in the bushes. By a stroke of luck, she realized it was close to Nemuri’s place – the former sorority president in her university – and hastily made her way there before knocking on the door.
Pushing her glasses up on her nose, Nemuri sighed and dusted her hands off. “It’s too dangerous to go back to campus at this hour, so you can stay the night,” she said, walking out of the bathroom. “Shower up, I’ll fetch some clothes.”
“Thanks,” Yuu murmured with an annoyed huff, standing up slowly and undressing herself before looking at herself in the mirror.
“Ugh, you’re just too tempting, Yuu,” she said to herself, shaking her head in almost disappointment.
Yuu stepped out of the shower when she was finished, noticing a clean set of clothes on the counter next to the sink and the clothes that she wore to the party being nowhere in sight. She dried off, slipping on the clothes – a pair of silk shorts and a matching spaghetti strap vest with a lace pattern that hung loosely around her body.
Of course it would, Nemuri was taller and curvier than her. A bit of sideboob peeked out from the armholes, but it was nothing too revealing. Yuu tied her hair up with a towel and walked out of the room, mindlessly going towards Nemuri’s bedroom, only to be hit with the scent of every fucking aphrodisiac in the world. And for some reason, it worked.
Nemuri always had this sensual way about her, and Yuu didn’t understand if it was just an act or if it was her personality. Who was Nemuri outside of the public eye? Was expressing her sexuality actually herself? Or behind closed doors, was she just what society deemed to be “normal”?
Whatever it was, Yuu’s chest ached, and her cunt slicked up immediately. Other alphas – even by force – couldn’t do that within seconds of her smelling them. But Nemuri did. Yuu still didn’t understand. Was it some sort of internal attraction she had to the older woman or what ?
Yuu didn’t even realize she was staring at Nemuri – comfortably tucked in bed with a book on her lap, and her glasses placed on the bridge of her nose that she gently pushed up again – until she had called her name.
“What?” she questioned, watching the sultry woman’s lips curl up into a smile.
Nemuri patted the spot next to her.
“Oh,” Yuu murmured, hesitating for a moment, before slowly going over to the other side of the bed and swallowing hard. She smelled like an omega, but how was Nemuri not pouncing on her already? Yuu was sure that Nemuri could smell her from the door. Did the sexy woman have more self control than she thought?
It was embarrassing. While Nemuri was reading some erotica with a shirtless man on a horse, Yuu was slicking up and possibly being sent into an early heat just by her presence. She eased into the bed, getting under the covers.
“Comfortable?” Nemuri’s melodic voice whispered in the silence of the room, and Yuu responded with a gentle hum, slowly pulling the covers up to her neck. Her sheets smell so much like her. Yuu’s legs pressed together tightly at the thought.
Yuu looked at her, lips pressed together in a thin line. Was she really not going to do anything? she thought, running her tongue between her lips swiftly. She noticed when Nemuri paused for a moment and lifted her head, her thumb gently flicking at the corner of the page.
“Yuu, if you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be able to control myself,” she mumbled, her gaze going back to the words in her book.
Yuu’s cheeks heated up and she shut her eyes tightly, turning away and murmuring out a “goodnight”. She exhaled softly, opening her eyes again and staring at the wall in front of her, as she watched Nemuri’s silhouette from the lamp emitting light at her bedside.
Not too long after, the lamp got turned off, the room covered in complete darkness. It startled Yuu at first, and she heard shuffling before the duvet over her was being pulled. A sudden warmth came over her, and she felt Nemuri’s body heat in close proximity. She breathed out slowly, and then felt an arm wrap around her waist.
“Are you asleep?” Nemuri asked, her voice barely above a whisper, with her breath hot against Yuu’s ear.
Yuu hummed in response, trying her best not to shudder or moan or even arch her fucking back at the bare minimum. But the alpha’s scent was intoxicating, so she couldn’t help but let out a whine. Nemuri sighed, pressing her fingers gently on the omega’s hips, nails lightly scratching at her skin.
“Can’t help yourself, can you, darling? Your pheromones are going crazy, just by my presence. I bet you’re wet down there, aren’t you?”
“What are you doing…?” Yuu whimpered out, not wanting her words to come out so breathlessly. But she just couldn’t help it. She was suffocating with Nemuri’s scent and so desperately wanted some release. Just a touch could send her over the edge. “Please–”
“Please what? What is it that you want?” Nemuri purred, her hand slipping lower as her tongue brushed against the shell of the omega’s ear. She slipped her fingers inside of Yuu’s panties as Yuu shuddered against her and stiffened up.
All she did was press her finger against Yuu’s clit, and she immediately folded. She arched her back and cried out, body convulsing as tears spilled over her eyes while her legs trapping Nemuri’s hand still.
Yuu felt humiliated. She was barely touched, and she peaked. It wasn’t her fault! It was Nemuri’s! She shouldn’t be allowed to be so incredibly sexy, so easily seductive, so–
“Make me yours, please!” Her mouth moved before she could think. Yuu mentally slapped herself. She sounded pathetic. Cumming so easily over such a simple action. She knew she would never hear the end of it. She heard – what she perceived as Nemuri’s teasing laughter, and her face burned brightly, burying her head into the pillow.
Nemuri finally managed to slip her hand out of Yuu’s grip and pulled her close for a hug, her tits pressing against the omega’s back. Yuu let out another whine at the feeling.
“Darling,” she hummed, “don’t feel bad, it’s quite flattering, actually.” Her free hand moved to brush Yuu’s hair away from her neck, her nails gently grazing against the scent glands, and Yuu shivered again.
“This is what you want, yes? You want me to claim you?” She asked, reassuringly.
Yuu laid stiffly, then nodded.
Nemuri leaned down, brushing her tongue against the scent glands behind her ear, at the curve of her jaw and inhaled deeply, getting a whiff of the sweet smell of daisies and vanilla cupcakes. Nemuri couldn’t help but groan out, sinking her teeth into her neck. Sure, she should have warned Yuu that it might–most definitely would hurt, but Yuu knew what she was in for.
Yuu squeaked, furrowing her eyebrows, and her eyes rolled back slightly at the sudden feeling. It hurt, yeah, but not in the way she thought. It made her… want more of that feeling.
Nemuri finally pulled away after a moment, licking her lips and then the spot she bit before pressing a gentle kiss against it. She sat up and pulled Yuu around to face her, a hand squeezing the omega’s wrist gently. Nemuri pushed her own hair to one side, tilting her head to expose her own scent glands.
“It’s your turn now darling, you have to make me yours.” Her voice was so sultry, it made Yuu want to pounce on her.
Yuu had been claimed, she belonged to Nemuri now. She couldn’t believe it! She… belonged to Nemuri – this exceptionally alluring woman that can have anyone she wanted if she tried. She had been claimed by her. And Nemuri wanted her .
But again! It wasn’t her fault!