@Kazzys_wx: modern au where omegaxian acci...

modern au where omegaxian accidentally sends his boss, alphaji, his nudes, but instead of getting fired, alphaji invites him to his office for talks of a “promotion”

omegaxian doesn’t expect to become the mans secretary and get bent over his office desk and railed into next week

at first omegaxian thinks he’s for sure going to be fired. After all the photos are very scandalous! Some of them feature wwx in skirts and lingerie, which mostly covers his privates...

But majority are of him bare and naked, the curve of

his asscheeks pronounced. One of the photos are even of him presenting on all fours!! Completely naked!!

So. He is for sure going to be fired.

And when ceo lwj calls him up to his office the next day, despite wwx’s apologies, it’s only cemented that he’ll lose his job.

Alphaji poses an intimidating image when omegaxian walks into his office. Clasped hands resting on his desk, his handsome face expressionless. His scent almost overbearing.

omegaxian could get down on his knees right then and there if the man just asked.

And instead of being fired, alphaji opens his mouth and says he’s being promoted. To his secretary.

Is that even allowed? Is that how things work in a corporate office!?!

Omegaxian is flabbergasted okay. This guy saw his bare ass and everything last night and

is completely ignoring the fact.

Were the photos bad? Was his ass not fat enough? Did he not have enough omega appeal for the alpha to be losing control over him!?!?! Was he not sexy enough that the sight of his scandalous ass cheeks not enough to fire him!?

At least that’s what he thinks before alphaji beckons him closer. Even closer after the omega is standing by his desk.

His boss takes the initiative and guides him to sit on his desk between the alpha’s legs.

Omegaxian is rightfully confused. “Sir...?”

Alphaji stares at him. “Yes?”

“What are you doing?”

“....What do you think I’m doing?”

A lightbulb goes off above omegaxian’s head. “Sir....”

“Then you understand,” the alpha says, caressing the omega’s bare, plush thighs.

Well. It’s a good thing he wore a pencil skirt today, omegaxian thinks.

“Seducing your boss, sending him nude photos of yourself...naughty omega,” alphaji growls, nosing along his thighs now.

omegaxian /whimpers/.

“Who’s more scandalous!” Omegaxian protests. “It was an accident! But here you are feeling up your new secretary!”

He receives a harsh bite on his inner thigh for it and he yelps.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t bite, be gentle!”

Alphaji looks fierce, staring up at him

with his teeth bared, his large canines on display. Omegaxian gulps.

“It was an accident? Then who were you sending those photos to?”

omegaxian balks. Okay, the truth was he was actually going to send them to nhs. They are both omega’s, and sometimes a boy

needs hyping up! And tips and tricks on how to make his pics look sexier! There’s no fault in that!

Alphaji makes a low sound in his throat. “Well?”

“I... It’s embarrassing!”

Alphaji gives him a look.

“Well then. It’ll be more embarrassing when I have you screaming my name for everyone to hear in the office. Do you /want/ to be spread out on my desk?”

Omegaxian blinks at him. There is a feeling of impending doom overriding his senses.

But in the end he says, “.....Y-Yes?”

There’s a loud crash as alphaji swipes off all the office supplies and papers off his desk with one motion. The alpha stands from his chair, large frame bracketing omegaxian’s smaller one.

“Mr. Lan!” Omegaxian squeals.

“Mark your words.”

He descends on him like a beast! Mouthing at his neck, ripping open his blouse and sucking at his nipples like milk will come out!

The alpha sucks marks into his pale skin, leaving bite marks that sting just the tiniest bit. And in reward, omegaxian /sings/ for him.

Alphaji slides down his black lace panties, not even bothering to take his skirt off—no, the absolute beasts leaves it on, and slides in two thick fingers in his sopping hole under his skirt.

Omegaxian squirms, mewling and grabbing at the alpha’s strong arms

like it’ll ground him to earth and prevent his soul from leaving his body entirely.

“Naughty,” alphaji whispers fiercely into his ear, lips brushing against the shell of it.

Shame rises hot in his belly. “No!”

“No?” Alphaji parrots, shoving two more fingers in. The stretch is /delicious/. “Why say no when you are leaking all over my fingers?”

“Y-you made me this way,” omegaxian grumbles. “It’s your fault!”

Alphaji doesn’t deign him a response. Instead

he quickens the pace of his fingers, until they’re moving so fast out of him that it has omegaxian’s legs shaking, obscene squelching from how wet he is echoing throughout the office.

His mouth opens on a long continuous moan. “Mr. Lan!”

And then. And then alphaji does the most evil thing he could ever do.

He pulls his fingers out right as omegaxian is on the cusp of orgasm.

“Hey!” Omegaxian yells.

“You’ll come on my cock only,” alphaji states lowly.

He feels like he’s being bullied, and he doesn’t like it! How dare this alpha—his boss who is taking advantage of him!

“I bet it’s small,” omegaxian insults him as retaliation.

For some reason he feels like he’s just dug his own grave.

He is quickly proven wrong when alphaji unbuckles his belt, the clink of it ominous and ringing in omegaxian’s ears.

“No way in hell will that fit!” Omegaxian shrieks like a banshee, and attempts to climb off the man’s desk.

Alphaji is fast, and grabs him by the waist, spinning him around. He bends him over the desk, his bare chest touching the desk and making his nipples harden even more.

Omegaxian gasps, a low moan leaving him when he feels alphaji crowd against him. Feels his enormous /bulge/

pressing against the cleft of his ass. His insides feel so warm, his hole clenching around nothing.

He’s utterly trapped and spread out on his bosses desk.

“It will fit,” alphaji promises. “I will /make/ it fit.”

There’s a small moment where all omegaxian hears is the rustle of fabric. And then, there’s the sound of alphaji slapping his hard cock against omegaxian’s bare hole.

In this moment, omegaxian realizes that his virginity is going to be taken by this virile alpha.

He feels almost violated by it, especially when alphaji does it again. He can’t help the way his body jerks forward out of /shock/.

This alpha is so shameless...!!

“Slut.”

Alphaji gives no warning, none at all, and then he’s slamming the entirety of his length into omegaxian’s leaking hole.

He throws his head back, his eyes going wide and mouth opening on a scream of ecstasy and pain.

He can barely hear it over his own sounds, but alphaji lets out a small and low groan of his own.

“You are tight,” alphaji comments.

“I’m a virgin! You’re taking my virginity!” Omegaxian shouts.

“Good.”

And then he pulls out halfway and slams back home once more.

Omegaxian scrambles to hold onto something for dear life, but finds nothing. His body is jerked forward and back, alphaji’s big hot hands like brands wrapped around his small waist. The alpha tugs him back onto his cock whenever he slams back inside and forces the omega’s

body to inch forward on the desk.

He feels so dirty, being bent over his boss’s desk in the middle of the work day, with other employee’s milling about the place! He’s being fucked in the CEO’s office, his big cock practically rearranging his insides!

Maybe he is a slut. A slut just for this man’s cock.

Alphaji is feral, with the way he lets short growls fall from his lips, hands tightening around omegaxian’s hips, likely to leave bruises in the shape of his fingers.

The thrusts are hard and fast,

and the pleasure so overwhelming that all omegaxian can do is /take/ it and let himself cry out every time the man’s huge cock slams against his prostate on the way back in.

“That’s it,” alphaji murmurs. “Sing for me.”

The mans big hands palm at his ass cheeks next, relishing and admiring how the fat flesh ripples every time alphaji’s hips connect with omegaxian’s.

The slick squelching from omegaxian’s sopping hole is loud, almost on the same level of loud as omegaxian’s cries

of pleasure.

“Ooh! Mr. Lan, please, slow, slower—!” Omegaxian sobs, his head hanging between his shoulders in defeat. “I can feel you in my tummy!”

Alphaji brings a hand down, to the omega’s little pouch of fat that jiggles with every movement, and brushes his

fingers right below omegaxian’s navel, where he feels a /bulge/ when he thrusts his cock back in.

“See!” Omegaxian brokenly says. “You’re too big! It’s breaking me!”

Alphaji’s lips quirk into a faint smirk. “Then break.”

A hand fists itself in his long dark locks of hair, and wrenches his head back painfully. Omegaxian shrieks, his back arching with the action, causing the alpha’s cock to feel like it’s going even deeper.

The man is hitting all the good spots

inside him that he didn’t even know existed, causing his vision to go hazy and blurry from big fat blobs of tears that leak from his eyes. He feels so used, like a toy, and so overwhelmed.

But he /loves/ it.

“Mm, ah, unh! Mr. Lan!”

They probably make quite a sight, like this. The alpha behind him, pounding into his ass, and omegaxian bent over the desk, back arched, mouth forming an ‘O’ on sounds of pleasure, tears trailing down his cheeks. It’s probably made lewder,

with the way the omega’s soft parts jiggle, ass rippling from the force of alphaji’s onslaught.

“Guuh,” omegaxian makes a guttural sound. “I’m gonna come, please, oh, please! Gonna come!”

It feels too much! There’s that familiar heat in his belly, that tightening

and building feeling of climax.

He can’t catch his breath, moans and loud cries leaving him unbidden, stealing the air from him. His scalp stings from how tight alphaji is holding his hair, and his thighs are positively soaked with his and alphaji’s fluids.

The pleasure builds, alphaji continuing to pound him into oblivion, when he speaks again.

“Lan Zhan,” alphaji tells him. “Scream my name for me.”

Three more deep strokes and omegaxian is screaming the mans birth name so loud that it hurts his own ears.

Then, he’s coming, his hole clenching around the alpha’s cock like it never wants it to leave him empty. His small cocklet lets out small little spurts of clear fluid, his hole gushing around the alpha.

“Wei Ying,” alphaji groans. He lets go of his

hair and leans over his back, his sweaty chest resting against omegaxian’s back.

He mouths under omegaxian’s ear, then drops his head to the crook of the omega’s neck and latches his teeth into it. Omegaxian shrieks, feeling overstimulated.

Alphaji’s thrusts lose their rhythm, his hips going aborted in their movements. And then, he’s coming too.

Omegaxian feels the way heat invades his insides, feels alphaji cock twitch with every streak of cum that leaves him.

He’s entirely filled, creampied.

Omegaxian pants, trying to catch his breath. Alphaji goes boneless against his back, and he has to let out a whine to get the man to let up on his weight! He’s heavy!

“You....came inside,” omegaxian croaks, voice high and thready.

He feels alphaji pull his softening cock out, feels some of the alpha’s cum leak out of his loose hole and drip down his thigh.

Alphaji is panting too. Just barely. Omegaxian looks over his shoulder at him, noting how he looks to be admiring how he wrecked omegaxian’s ass.

He isn’t expecting it. He lets out a cry when alphaji smacks his ass harshly, the cheek jiggling with the force.

“Don’t!” Omegaxian yells at him. “Don’t hit me! Why did you do that!”

The man gropes his ass—he seems so obsessed with it.

“You look pretty red,”

alphaji husks. “Pretty little omega.”

“Stop, stop, you already came inside me! Isn’t that enough humiliation!?”

Alphaji raises a thick eyebrow. “Filling you with my cum humiliates you?”

Omegaxian splutters. “I—I—who said you could come inside...” he says weakly.

The alpha’s expression goes dark, his golden eyes piercing.

omegaxian swallows nervously. His eyes follow alphaji’s movement, watching as he bends and picks up omegaxian’s panties, stuffing them in the inner pocket of his suit.

His expression must show how

flabbergasted he is, because the alpha suddenly looks smug.

Omegaxian is delicately righted, the alpha turning him around so he can button up his blouse once more and straighten his skirt.

“Mm,” alphaji hums in satisfaction. “Get to work.”

“....What!?” Omegaxian shouts. “What do you mean work!”

He can quite literally feel the cum leaking from his hole and trailing down his still trembling legs. He looks utterly wrecked, like he’s just been railed and fucked within an inch of his life

(which he was).

How does this man expect him to work!?

“You heard me.”

Omegaxian whimpers pathetically. “How do you expect me to work like this! With no underwear and with your cum leaking out of me!?”

The fact he will have to walk out of here in shame, having to face his co-workers who likely heard their boss... fucking him!

Alphaji sits back in his office chair, his legs spread, cock still exposed.

“Unless,” alphaji starts slowly, staring omegaxian down.

“Unless you’d like to warm my cock for the rest of the day.”

Omegaxian’s breath leaves him. Heat rushes back to his tummy, and he feels slick leave him with a splurt, likely along with alphaji’s cum.

“Okay, Mr. Lan,” Omegaxian coyly murmurs. “I’ll warm your cock.”

And alphaji smirks.

// fin.

this was meant to be short but... 😂

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