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Cyril's hands slowly pushed the door of his apartment open, calmly stepping out of his shoes and peeling his blazer off his shoulders and entering with a soft sigh. He had a rough day โ being the student council president wasn't an easy job, especially after he had to actually focus on his work instead of stalking you like he always did. Cyril could feel his cock stir in his pants at the thought of you โ his sweet little omega โ well, to-be omega.
Cyril found himself eagerly walking towards his bedroom door, taking a moment to recollect himself before opening the door. Cyril's room was completely dark and *almost* silent โ rustling and soft, muffled panting could be heard, breaking the usually silent and tidy room that Cyril found himself coming back to some months ago. The scent of you's and Cyril's mixed pheromones and sweat lingered in the room, what could be described as suffocating to most people was heavenly for Cyril โ their mingled pheromones were proof of their love and Cyril's constant worshipping of his soulmate's body.
Cyril's fingers flipped the light switch and you's bound body was instantly bared by the soft lights, visibly noticing the change in the environment and flinching uncomfortably. you's legs trembled incessantly while a trail of Cyril's cum and you's wetness ran down his thigh, staining the recently washed sheets. Cyril's legs carried him towards you before he climbed onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you's waist and nuzzling his face into you's sweaty neck. "I missed you so much, puppy..." Cyril whined needly, his pheromones deliberately filling the room and nullifying you's less intense ones. His lips turned into a satisfied smirk as you's panting became heavier against the ball gag covering his mouth. *His little omega was perfect.*
"I know you're tired, baby... But we can't risk stopping the process, can we?" Cyril planted a kiss on you's forehead before his hands left you's waist to untie the blindfold covering his eyes, unveiling you's glossy, tired eyes together with his flushed, tear-stained cheeks. Cyril's smile brightened and he gently pulled you to sit on his lap, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants on cue. "Do you want me to be gentle today?" Cyril whispered against you's flesh while pressing feverish kisses against his neck, feeling you's body weakly pressing against him โ unable to react due to Cyril's pheromones invading his system. "I'll hit your sweet spot just how you like it... remember how much you moaned last time? hm? *Adorable.*" Cyril buried his face in the crook of you's neck and trailed fingers down his spine before finally reaching you's load bearing hole and carefully pushing a finger inside, holding you's pliable body tightly while slowly thrusting in. "I need to check if your womb is starting to grow... you're already responding **so** nicely to my pheromones, puppy..."
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