Shades of Blue (Omegaverse BL)
Chapter 56 - 54 | Do Whatever

Chapter 56: 54 | Do Whatever

The bomb happened to be Blue’s brain. He was transfixed by Winter’s sharp boldness and shamelessness. Though a huge part of him was revolted by Winter’s words, there was a small part of Blue’s body and mind that actually wanted to see how far Winter was willing to go.

However, he was never going to let that part of him get satisfied. A deep frown settled on Blue’s features as he tightened his fists and steeled his shaky nerves.

"That’s enough. I’ve had enough of you. Get out." Blue spoke with a no-nonsense tone, pointing at the door.

In response, Winter wrapped his hand around Blue’s finger. Blue’s legs immediately went weak and he was almost swept off his feet by the sudden contact.

"I said, get out." Though Blue’s voice did not falter as he spoke, his body was honestly not in alignment with the words said as he hadn’t even made any move to shake Winter off or push him away.

"Do you remember that night?" Winter said, his voice almost as soft and fleeting as a whisper.

Blue’s spine tickled. He remembered the night, of course he remembered it. Was there any way to forget about such a thing?

Blue’s mind was running amok, but outwardly, his features were hardened to the extreme.

"I have a bad memory. What night?"

As soon as Blue said those words, he realized that he had made a terrible mistake. He had totally fallen into Winter’s trap. And the latter knew that fact very well as a devilish smile set on his face.

However, Winter didn’t say anything yet. He took advantage of Blue’s finger that he had in his clutches and used it to put his hand down to close the distance between them.

Blue broke into a sweat as his heart began to palpitate in fear, expectation, excitement. But his face revealed none of the things that his mind was passing through.

"We could do it again... Even better this time." Winter’s tone was so coercive.

Blue felt that with the kind of tongue and face that Winter had, he could very well convince a person to fall to their own death if he wished for it.

Blue always used to despise people who hung on Winter’s every word. The Omegas whose IQs would reduce whenever they were in the same vicinity as Winter. But now, he could understand and sympathize with those Omegas.

Blue always managed to lose his common sense whenever he was with Winter. It was either he overreacted to every little thing that Winter did, or he forced himself to pretend as if he wasn’t bothered or interested in every little thing that Winter did.

How insane was that?

What was it about Winter that could wear him down and drag him to such a status that he had always classified as beneath him?

"I... I don’t want to." Blue managed to force out from his mouth, feeling stupid and angry at himself for not being aggressive enough to push Winter away as he was getting too comfortable in his personal space bubble.

"Why not?"

"Shhhhh..." Blue sucked in air through gritted teeth as he felt something cold against his stomach.

Blue didn’t want to look. He truly didn’t want to look, but his neck had already bent downwards. That was when Blue saw that Winter’s other hand was playing with the loose knot he had tried around his waist, keeping his bathrobe up.

A sudden wave of heat coursed through Blue’s body.

’I’m done for. I’m truly finished.’ Blue thought to himself as he watched Winter slowly undo the knot, not bothering to stop him in any way.

The rope came off and fell to the floor. Blue wished for the floors to open up and swallow him up. How could he be so indecent as to let—

"Angh..." An unexpected moan escaped from Blue’s mouth as Winter pressed his palm against his stomach.

Winter’s hand was so cold. And Blue’s body was on fire. With every caress Blue received, he was left edging for more as Winter’s hand slowly went up tracing the line from Blue’s stomach to his chest.

’Where has your resolve gone??’ A voice inside Blue’s head questioned.

Blue couldn’t come up with a response to the voice as Winter’s hand reached his collar bone. Winter toyed with the material of the robe that was already slipping down from Blue’s shoulders.

"So smooth..." Blue heard Winter say as one side of his robe came off. Winter didn’t even have to lift a finger as the other side followed suit, falling to the floor to meet with the rope.

Now, Blue was standing at the center of his living room, naked. Standing naked in front of a fully-clothed Winter that had the look of a ferocious wolf about to devour its successfully-caught prey.

If Blue was afraid of the things that being in the same vicinity as Winter could do to him before, now, he was terrified. Petrified that he had given in too easily and that Winter would soon lose whatever maniacal interest he had in him.

At this particular moment, Blue had forgotten that Winter was an Alpha. It had absolutely jumped past his mind. All he could see now was a strikingly handsome guy who was always in his mind standing in front of him.

Blue had forgotten to take account of so many things that standing naked in front of Winter could cause. All he could think of was Winter’s eyes on him.

He wanted Winter’s eyes to remain on him. It couldn’t be explained properly, but the sensation Blue got by being scrutinized from head to toe by Winter as though he was a foreign specimen was exhilarating.

It had been a while that Blue had gotten naked and Winter had done nothing but stare at him. Blue didn’t know how to ask for what he wanted in a way that he would not sound like he was asking for that thing he wanted.

Luckily for him, Winter finally made a move.

"Can I touch you?" Winter asked with a hesitant tone.

Blue didn’t rush to speak. Mostly because he was too embarrassed to say anything. A few moments ago, he had been throwing a tantrum and yelling at Winter to leave his house.

Now, here he was, about to beg to be touched. How the tables had turned.

"Do whatever." Blue said, his voice coming out as barely a whisper. He was about to add something to his words to make him come off as less desperate, but Winter had already gone off with the green light he was given.

Blue’s lips were smashed with Winter’s own and his body felt up by Winter’s strong hands. All of Blue’s moans were muffled by the dominating kiss that was being exerted upon him by Winter.

Blue had forgotten to breathe during the kiss and he began to run out of air. Luckily for him, Winter quickly noticed, briefly breaking the kiss to say, "Breathe."

Like magic, Blue instantly remembered how to breathe. Much sooner than expected, his lips were captured by Winter once again. And this time, Winter’s hand made it to the back of Blue’s neck.

Blue unconsciously flinched, a reflex action to skin contact with his glands by another person. Blue immediately wanted to break the kiss and push Winter away, warning him never to touch his glands ever again.

But with one stroke to his glands by Winter, Blue came woefully undone. The spot that always used to bring him the most indescribable pain was now bringing Blue the most provocative pleasure.

Blue felt like he could die a fulfilled man with the amount of pleasure he was receiving just by getting stroked in the nape. Winter used his thumb to circle the back of Blue’s neck and the latter went mad with pleasure, grabbing onto Winter’s arm like a wildcat.

Blue was delirious with pleasure to even notice the scent of honey vanilla mixed with grapey roses wafting around his home. With the scent of grapes in roses suddenly driving Blue to hunger with more desire.

The same thing applied to Winter. Blue’s pheromones in the air were pricking at his self-control, edging him to touch more, feel more, do more.

Winter was easily tempted by these kinds of things so he indulged in the urge, wrapping Blue’s legs around himself and maneuvering to the nearest chair.

Blue hadn’t yet understood what was going on, he only felt that everything was fine as long as he was on the receiving end.

Not until Winter finally broke their kiss with a smack sound, then began to pepper kisses all over his jawline, to his neck, his collarbone. Then he traced a pathway of kisses from his chest downwards.

A pressure began to build at the pit of Blue’s stomach. He felt that Winter wasn’t doing enough and should hurry along and kiss him on the mouth fiercely once again.

However, Blue’s pressing frustration came to a full stop when Winter’s mouth latched onto something in the lower half of his body.