Chapter Two

Yasuharu's POV

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There's a warmth in the air tonight, the club is coloured in blue, purple and all kinds of shades of grey. I let out a small sigh, looking around for my friend Justin. My eyes dart around in the dark shadows around the seating area he had left me in to go and get a drink for us both.I sigh again, pushing myself up from my seat to be met by someone wrapping their arms around my waist and pulling me into their body.

"What the-?!" I stare up at this person, immediately going speechless. He has intimidating dark brown eyes, messed up hair as if he had either just woken up, or just had sex - He's probably just drunk. His hair is black, and he has beautiful white skin, it's pale; but not too pale that he's unattractive or sickly. He has long, gorgeous fingers that are amazingly soft and gentle are lightly gripping my waist - and even then I feel as though I can't escape his warm embrace. I feel a gag in my throat when I accidentally take a whole whiff of his scent. He smells like honey and lavender, it's unusual for an alpha with his status.

"You smell like mangos and papaya." He calmly says, giving me a smile with his simmering white teeth that looked like a beautiful light blue in the lights inside of the club. He presses us together more and I grip his chest, smirking.

"Do I? I didn't notice." I snake my arms around his neck, pulling his face down so it was inches from mine. I notice him lock eyes with mine and we get caught in the moment. He moved closer, kissing me and my face turns hot and I blush, staring at him. I close my eyes, kissing back and smile gently when he pulls away. I can smell it now, he smells of alcohol, but not too much that it's grotesque. With our faces closer together, I can see some old tear marks around his eyes, an alpha crying? He has tiny scars around the edge of his left eye, they resemble pieces of glass sort of. I feel him tense up, his grip tightening around me.

"You didn't?" He asks, tilting his head, loosening his grip after he realizes how tight he was gripping my shirt. I'm wearing a black button-up shirt with trousers and a belt, also a pair of polished black shoes.

"No, I didn't, and your lips are soft." I chuckle, of course I know my own scent, but you have to act in order to get what you want when your boyfriend and you are having a fight and you want to make him jealous. I feel him slightly move away and I freeze, is he becoming sober?

"You're the one with soft lips, and the pretty pink ones." He pulls my bottom lip gently and I notice a glint in his eyes.

"If you say so." I take his finger, pulling him off my lip and smiling lightly. He lets out a small sigh, moving off me and looking around, "Let's go back to your place. . ." I say, smirking and he looks back to me.

"How come?" He asks, slightly stepping away. I grit my teeth slightly, I'm not letting him get away.

"Because you need assistance getting back, we don't want you getting mugged or kidnapped whilst you're drunk. . ." I smile and take his hand gently. "Come on, don't be a chicken, I won't tell anyone where you live." He blinks and after a few minutes he smiles, pulling me forwards and towards the exit of the bar. I took a last glance around for Justin, I didn't want to have him see me going away with another male, but I also did. I wanted to make him jealous. I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine for cheating. For forcing me to watch him fuck that damn woman.

"Alright, fine." He walked me down some streets and each street looked better than the one before. He stopped at a pair of large, black metal gates. He typed in a code into a box, pulling me through as the gates opened, up towards a large building and up a long flight of stairs. He dragged me along a hallway to a room, unlocking the door and opening it. I gasped at the sight of the apartment. There was a large kitchen, a large glass table and another wooden one. There was a large seating area with a huge Tv. He wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer and kissing me. I blush gently, kicking the door closed gently and kissing back. He grabs me around my collar, leading me towards a bedroom and drags me to the bed.

"Eager, aren't you?" I smiled, watching him arrow his eyes at me as he pulled me on top.

"So. . . You a virgin or. . ?" I blink at the question, chuckling.

"Either way I'm tight, so let's not worry about that. . ." I kiss him again, grunting as he moves, pinning me to the bed.I gasp as he feels a hand up my shirt, I blush, letting out a soft moan due to my sensitive skin. He presses against me, kissing me lightly again, I put my arms about my head, gripping the pillows as he unbuttoned my shirt, kissing my neck and nibbling the skin. I let out another moan, blushing brightly. He moves down my body, licking my lower stomach, pulling off my belt and trousers. He rubs my dick through my boxers, putting his mouth to it and licking it, giving me a boner. I pant, looking down at him as I drool. He pulls said boxers off, moving closer and lifting up my legs, grabbing some lube from the bedside table. "Ooh? Seems like you went out to find someone to fuck."

"Mmm~ Exactly, and I got just that, with a handsome omega as well." He purred and I smiled gently, feeling the cold liquid rub against my skin smoothly.

"Just be gentle, I'm not exactly used to it anymore." He nodded and I could still smell the faint scent of whisky and beer.

"I'll try, but the temptation of fucking you senseles is great." He thrusts into me and I groan, drooling. "Ah shit, you are tight."

"I know." He began to thrust gently and I moaned, biting my lip. When he picks up pace, I feel tears in my eyes and I moan loudly, gripping the pillows tighter than before, letting out a loud string of moans.