Shades of Blue (Omegaverse BL)
Chapter 35 - 34 | Animal

Chapter 35: 34 | Animal

"I’ve been looking for you," said Leo as he looked down at Blue with a predatory gaze.

"Get the fuck out of my way." Blue said, trying his best to look and sound composed as he straightened his back.

"Don’t be in a hurry. You’re in a bad state right now. Let me help you." Leo reached to touch Blue, but the latter aggressively slapped his hand away.

"Don’t touch me!" Blue’s voice went an octave higher.

With the loud music playing inside the club, not many people heard him. But they could see that he was in a tight spot. However, no one stepped forward to lend a helping hand.

This was a club. Things like this happened all the time. An Omega should learn not to leave their drink unattended in a club. If anything happened to them after being ’careless’, it was their fault. Not the Alpha’s fault—who drugged them.

Leo didn’t get the message to stay away. He still reached to touch Blue. And somehow, before even touching Blue, he had already started to release his pheromones.

They smelled like gasoline. Blue grew suffocated as the Alpha’s hand landed on his shoulder. His head began to buzz and the sound of the music blurred in his ears.

Leo opened his mouth to say something but Blue didn’t hear him. Then he reached to touch Blue’s other shoulder. That was when Blue jerked into action.

Blue grabbed the wrist connected to the hand on his shoulder and twisted it, evoking a pained and shocked groan from the Alpha.

Then he moved to knee Leo’s crotch, sending his knees to the floor. That was when people began to crowd the two of them in an attempt to separate the fight (beat down).

However, no one could go close to the circle where Blue’s and Leo’s pheromones were floating around. They were both dominant. It was a matter of who could overpower who.

Most thought that the Alpha, who was of the superior gender between the two, would be the one to rise triumphant. But after Witnessing Blue land kicks to the Alpha’s body mercilessly, the people in the club didn’t know what to think anymore.

Blue kicked and punched the Alpha until his body betrayed him and a private part of his began to grow slick. Without saying any parting threats to Leo, Blue rushed out of the club, barely able to keep himself together.

He somehow missed making contact with that Alpha. Even though he was beating him. Blue’s mind was in a very critical state. He knew he had to get away and go to a private place, but he didn’t know how he would do such a thing.

Blue’s feet were moving nonstop. He didn’t dare stop walking, for fear that he would make an embarrassment of himself without using his legs for movement.

But as he walked, he drew the attention of both pedestrians and people driving cars with their windows down. Blue’s ears were not able to hear people yelling at him to go to a hospital or come with them and enjoy a satisfactory night.

As Blue moved, an idea suddenly popped inside his head.

"Phone!"

Blue began to search himself for his phone. But as he made contact with his lower half, he shivered, deciding not to search for his phone anymore. Or even touch himself. It was too pleasurable; merely placing his hands in his own body.

’What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?’

Blue’s legs became weak as he asked himself that question repeatedly, then navigated into a dark alleyway. His legs gave up on him and he crashed on the ground and hugged his knees tight.

His inner juices dripped from his pants and made contact with the ground. Blue got the strong urge to move against the asphalt ground but restrained himself from doing so since it was too maniacal.

But just a little friction would bring him pleasure. Even if he were to slide against it just once...

Blue grabbed the sides of his head desperately and said to himself, "You’re not an animal. You’re fine. You’re not an animal. You’re fine."

It was only an animal that would allow desire and pleasure to control them. He was not an animal.

But fuck! He needed physical contact with another human being! He needed to be touched. Even if it was just a little.

Suddenly, the image of the blond imaginary man formed in his head. He wanted the imaginary man to touch him and insert himself inside him. Even if it was just the tip.

At the thought, Blue’s back hole grew incredibly itchy and spilled even more juices.

"Hngh..."

An ungodly sound slipped out from Blue’s mouth and he began to cry. He used his palm to cover his mouth and sobbed into it, hating himself for being so weak.

’I hate this. I hate this. I hate it!’

He used his free hand to press down on the front of his pants that were wet and he suddenly climaxed from just one touch. That was how sensitive he had become. It was so disgusting!

Blue’s sobs grew even louder and pain-filled. He hated being this way.

He continued to press down on the front of his pants, hoping that his dick and the urge he felt would die down. But they didn’t. Instead, they surged.

It was as though a second and stronger wave of desire hit him. His body became even hotter than before. His clothes suddenly felt tight on him. His nipples grew stiff and erect. And as they moved against his shirt, Blue felt like he would die from the edging.

Just when he thought he couldn’t bear to live anymore, he smelled something sweetly intoxicating. Then he heard the sound of hastened footsteps.

However, Blue did his best not to make a sound. He already knew that the person coming towards him was an Alpha. And for the first time in a long time, he began to fear being in the same vicinity as an Alpha.