【Aoyu】Third year of thinking differently

-1- breastfeeding

After giving birth to Natalia, Yuri's body has undergone intuitive changes.

First of all, the slim figure before delivery was restored very quickly, and secondly, the muscle lines that were once so thin that they were so thin became slightly rounded.

——The second comment comes from Otabek, the child's father who knows Yuri's body best in every way.

And what is very obvious and what makes Yuri most uncomfortable: it is his breasts that have grown so large that he has to wear an adjustment vest to fix it, and he originally has no fat.

In this regard, Otabek, who has not touched Yuri since he was pregnant, neither forced him nor himself. As long as Yuri needs it, he can wait until Natalia is weaned and Yuri's body returns to normal.

—Yes, Yuri Prisetti, is currently in a period of breastfeeding that even he feels abnormal.

You must know how unacceptable it is for a Russian youth who has undoubtedly been a real man for more than 20 years: the reason for the breast enlargement is not the pectoral muscles but the breasts.

Even if Yuri does not deny that he is an Omega, it is too much beyond the physiological category of "boy" when it comes to this.

Especially adjusting the vest... Yuri lifted up his clothes in front of the mirror, stared at the plain flesh-colored underwear under the leopard-print pullover in the mirror, and frowned in disgust.

Otabek, who pushed the door in at the right time, was stunned for a moment, and then patted Yuri's back, who was covering his chest for a moment, and turned around to go out.

Yuri was stunned by the wordless comfort, grabbed the hand that was about to leave his back with his backhand, and dragged Otabek who had walked to the door to prevent him from going out: "What do you mean!"

Otabek didn't look back, he didn't even make a sound.

The overly sensitive Omega lowered his head and covered his face with brilliant blond hair: "Am I... weird?"

Unexpectedly, Otabek clapped his hands to his forehead, covered most of his face with his palms, and opened his mouth almost suffocated: "Please forgive me..."

Yuri froze for a moment, and then approached Otabek suspiciously, grabbed his wrist and tore off the hand covering his face—it was red and red everywhere, it was this Alpha who was always cold hard face.

Yuri's face was flushed red by his actions, and he could only grab him by the collar and bluff and yell: "...Hey! Why are you ashamed!"

Otabek, who felt that he couldn't explain clearly at the moment, blamed himself for his bad words for the first time in his life.

His Omega used to clearly recognize how beautiful he is, but now, in order to start a family with him, he has almost become a stunned young man who never knows how beautiful he is.

——Thinking of this, Otabek couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: Yes, aren't they just two stunned young men trapped by each other?

"You smell like milk, do you want to take a bath?"

Yuri blushed and shook his head, and answered in a low voice after a few seconds: "I'm going...to store some food for Natasha—" After a pause, he furrowed anxiously, "Oh! Why can't I feed her Pirosh Kee... I mean, juiced!"

Otabek laughed out loud at his whimsy, and then he hugged his lover: "Before then, we can also use high-quality milk powder instead."

"That's impossible!" Yuri categorically refused, "Natasha deserves the best, she is born to have everything that other children have!"

This always makes Otabek feel that the unusually handsome big cat has won at an extraordinary time, so that Otabek can only hug his lover tightly: "You have worked very hard, Natasha's father."

After a long silence, Yuri replied softly: "Thank God...you didn't use 'Mom'."

Otabek, who quickly grasped the knot like a cat's paw scratching a hairball, also quickly untied him-not only Yuri's knot, but also the adjustment underwear on his chest.

Yuri simply covered his face with his hands and let him operate. The sensitive breasts swollen due to breastfeeding fell into the hands of the Alpha who made him like this, and the slight pain and the wonderful physical sensation hit his brain together.

Omega, who almost immediately arched his back and lowered his waist, had to tighten his lover's collar. Otabek lowered his head silently, rubbing his mandible against the man's brilliant blond hair, pinching his protruding areola and rubbing it gently.

The swelling pain of the nipple made Yuri loosen Otabek's collar and grab the other's wrist. Otabek immediately stopped the movement of his hands and hugged him tightly, patting Yuri's back to give appropriate comfort.

After a few seconds, Yuri sneered and laughed: "Hey, you hit me."

Otabek looked up at the sky: "Don't pay attention to it."

"Can you be in love with this body?"

"I'm starting to sympathize with 'this body'." The man sighed helplessly, "You don't know how beautiful it is."

Yuri lowered his voice: "I used to know."

Otabek rubbed his back calmly: "From ancient times to the present, from now on, I have always known everything about you."

end

-2-quilt

It was the weekend, and Otabek, who got up later than usual, was still the first one to lift the quilt.

...Of course, "opening" does not mean "getting up".

The man who used to live a regular life stayed for a long time before getting out of bed, without washing or dressing up, ran to the kitchen to fill up two big and one small cups of milk just taken out of the refrigerator, and iced the glasses Put the chilled milk on the dinner plate.

Then Otabek was in a daze for a while, and the deep yawns made him realize that he probably fell asleep again, so he returned to the room with the dinner plate.

Life after marriage is not much different from before marriage——

The same residence is still on the edge of the private ice rink built by Otabek himself. The permanent residents are still their family. Grandpa Yuri’s greetings are still not as frequent as Otabek’s parents. Even the child king of this family...is still It's Yuri not Natalya.

Hard to say what's different...

Otabek put down the dinner plate, and instead of going to bed in a hurry, he sat cross-legged on the floor beside the bed.

When winter comes, the quilt is replaced with a warm brown quilt, and half of it is lifted up, revealing slender limbs. The white fingers of the European race are holding on to the soft quilt cover, as if they are looking for something.

Otabek stared at the big cat with his chin propped up with one hand, stretched out his free hand to hook the other's warm fingers, and was pulled into the quilt by the owner of the fingers.

A few seconds later, the quilt tightly covered between the hands and feet showed a crack, and the limbs were still white, but short and fleshy, gently rubbing the quilt like a kitten stepping on milk, and the one who held her in his arms The man remained in the same posture, and kept searching.

Otabek couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, and then stuffed the other hand into the arms of the owner of these small hands.

The sound of a child exclaiming and laughing came from under the quilt, and when Otabek looked up, he saw that golden messy head had got out of the quilt, and his lover opened his mouth in a sleepy nasal voice:

"Hmm...Natasha seems to be looking for her heroic father...you can't let her down."

"it is good."

Otabek got up and went to bed, grabbed the quilt, and wrapped himself with the cats and cats in the quilt.

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-3- Married

It has been rumored in the Kazakh national team that coach Altin already belongs to him. Active players who are interested in the private life of this low-key and calm national hero have secretly observed in their own ways to draw conclusions.

Three times they found clues, and once they got confirmation.

For the first time, the trainer, who has always been shown in motorcycle suits or black sports suits, has added leopard print items.

Coach Altin doesn't pay much attention to fashion. The teenagers who have no private life except games and training on weekdays agree that there should be only three sets of black sports suits in the coach's wardrobe, plus a back The biker jacket that is about to be worn out in the middle, and a brand-sponsored suit that is rarely worn once in ten years, and can be said to be handsome for ten years after wearing it once.

However, in one winter, coach Alkin wore a pair of leopard-print boots... followed by leopard-print bracelets in early spring, leopard-print sports shorts in midsummer, and leopard-print hooded sweaters in late autumn.

This item, which does not belong to the coach's taste from any level, perfectly adorns this man who has never paid attention to trends, and this - has always been made by the woman behind him.

The second time, the coach, who never wears any accessories, wore the ring.

This steady man who didn't want to show off didn't even take off his gloves until the afternoon, but the group of national players who enjoyed observing the coach caught the sparkle on his fingers within a second.

In terms of style, the platinum ring, which could never be a wedding ring, was crafted into a rose wrapped around his knuckles. Curious contestants were all guessing what the matching ring would be.

Aware of everyone's attention, coach Alkyn raised his hand to call the group of athletes who did not intend to take a serious rest to gather. He subconsciously folded his hands while explaining the precautions.

The precious metal rose looked like an ice rose on the sand dunes on his bronze skin. Although it was not a wedding ring style, it seemed that it would not come from feelings other than love.

Coach Alkin put on his gloves and put the players, distracted by his rings, back into another round of practice.

The third time was even more intuitive - after all, no one expected that there would be a cute little girl flying into the arms of the coach... still shouting "Hero Dad".

Given that this former national figure skating figure skating figure is the hero of the entire Kazakhstan, the active national players who could not restrain their curiosity still cautiously asked this fair-skinned, beautiful, blond girl: "Hero father? What other fathers are there besides hero father?"

A young girl who can't pronounce complex words spells out words in unclear Russian: "Natasha's... goblin father."

Fairy...

The only thing related to the word "goblin" in my mind is the Russian goblin who has dominated the ice world for more than ten years—the players who broke out in cold sweat quickly dismissed this absurd idea, and at the same time couldn't help but count. Psychological shadow area.

The last time they thought they were going to get the coach's bride -- at least that's what Coach Alkyn said -- they were unexpectedly given extracurricular coaching from the retired champion.

The national Kazakh figure skating players will never forget that day: the Russian goblin who just retired criticized them one by one with a bad face, and he had a tiny hourglass hanging around his neck, and the gravel-like platinum shavings lay safely at the bottom of the hourglass , as if to stop time at this bizarre moment.

Although Natalia, who was carved out of the same mold as him, is still cute and healing, but her veritable "fairy father" is really respectable and depressing.

And coach Altin—pretending to introduce his family to the players, but cast a new shadow on them who had finally gotten rid of the Russian gold medal robbers:

An invincible legendary opponent, and a strict teacher who you can see and feel (coach: don't touch!)... I don't know which is more terrifying【

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-4-Trickster

With Yuri's brain, he may not be able to foresee: How sensitive will his body become after pregnancy?

And he didn't know until he experienced it himself - the instigator who made him sensitive (whether physically or mentally) must be the child's father.

The vacation for conceiving life advance was too long, and even though he had made some psychological preparations, Yuri still started to feel restless in the sixth week when his body didn't move at all.

At that time, he was more irritable than before. If the person next to his pillow hadn't been a practiced and slow person like Otabek, he would have exploded into a hedgehog long ago.

Fortunately, Otabek's way of thinking seems to be different from others - after another unprovoked quarrel unilaterally initiated by Yuri, the man asked him with a smile instead of anger: "Who doesn't like wild cats?"

Yuri, who had never had such a day before, and never expected that he would have such a day, did not know that sensitivity and irritability were already a sign of early pregnancy.

On the contrary, it was Otabek who confirmed this before all the results of the diagnosis and treatment—his cat was already pregnant.

Since then, Yuri has entered a long pregnancy, and what tortures him is neither the slow pregnancy reaction nor the psychological sense of gender dislocation brought about by pregnancy, but Otabek—a man from his Ever since she was pregnant, she didn't even touch him with a single finger.

Twenty weeks pregnant, the slender goblin's flat belly is slightly lifted by the new life.

Yuri, who first felt limited in mobility, began to really live like a cat-he slept for about fourteen hours a day, and half of the remaining ten hours of waking hours were Otabek's normal and regular sleep time.

Every time at this time, Yuri would unconsciously stare at Otabek's peaceful sleeping face in the dark, with his palms pressed against his swollen belly, but his slender fingers could always drive the fingertips to touch his lower body.

Thinking of how intense their affair was in order to create this little life a few months ago, Yuri couldn't help it, but what annoyed him was that it was absolutely impossible for his overly upright lover to force his love at this time. Body.

Yuri turned over helplessly, turned his back to Otabek for a while, and then reluctantly rubbed the quilt back into the other's concealed arms.

He grabbed his Alpha's strong arm and put it on his body, the man who could immediately detect his pheromones in his sleep subconsciously lowered his arms to envelop Yuri, which made him feel the excitement of doing bad things in vain.

Yuri shrank his neck and buried his face in the quilt, he untied the tie of his pajama pants, slid his palms against his slightly raised belly, and rubbed his half-erect genitals slightly.

After himself, the lingering sandy pheromone was like a desert at night, and Yuri, who didn't want anyone to notice, tried his best to suppress his panting and movement.

He couldn't help biting the quilt, and pinched the root of his genitals through the underwear in Otabek's usual way and rolled it all the way to the top. The body fluid dripping from the bell mouth wetted the pure cotton fabric, and it was pushed up by his trembling fleshy head , and finally landed between his squeezed fingers. — but not enough.

Yuri clamped his legs tightly, crushing his erection with the heels of his finally gaining some flesh.The arm that was attached to his waist at the right time made him stop, holding his breath and waiting for the movement behind him.

After a while of silence, he confirmed that Otabek hadn't noticed the bad things he was doing. Yuri, who couldn't tell whether he was more fortunate or more disappointed, turned to face Otabek—the man had opened his eyes at some point. .Yuri, who shuddered for a moment, froze for a moment, and then said in embarrassment, "When did you—"

"do not move."

Otabek pressed his lower back to prevent him from retreating, but his scorching crotch pretended to retreat a little, trying to avoid hitting Yuri's belly as much as possible.

"Ota..."

"Leave it alone."

Yuri did not care about it, but squeezed his hands between the tight crotches of the two, and pulled his loose trousers down his buttocks - it was clear what this man was doing. Otabek lost his mind, just Restraining his urge made him break out in a sweat.

Alpha's pheromones are like the dawn of the desert, and the smell of hot sand under the sun makes Yuri almost dizzy, and he just wants to get in touch with his Alpha as soon as possible.

Thinking of doing everything immediately, Yuri shrank into the quilt, but Otabek pulled it out by the nape of his neck.

Yuri grabbed the collar of Otabek's pajamas in displeasure, and the man took off the pajamas with his hands, then retreated between his legs under the quilt, and covered Yuri's chest with the quilt——Yu Li was stunned for a moment, only feeling that his penis was being sucked into his mouth, the man who didn't intend to force his body didn't even open his legs, but just crouched under his belly and restrained his speech.

Yuri could only squeeze the quilt tightly with his hands, his sensitive body instantly responded to his lover's request, bent his knees and opened his legs when Otabek sucked his roots.

He could feel Otabek buried deep in the quilt lovingly kissing the inside of his leg, and then a slight tingling, the man who took a bite here sucked his tight hamstring all the way to his crotch Pendant pouch.Yuri panted and covered his lower abdomen, thinking about the little life inside, he didn't dare to go against the pleasure and tense his lower abdomen, so he had to follow his desire to vent it out quickly.

Yuri, who didn't feel any hot flashes after ejaculation, grabbed Otabek's hair and pulled the man out of the quilt. Otabek lay down next to him without changing his face, and grabbed his penis without even looking at him.

Yuri moved closer to him, twisting his jaw to force Otabek's gaze to be unavoidable.

Otabek gritted his molars and stared at him: "Don't mess around!"

Yuri pursed his lips, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to lie on his side, then bent his knees mercilessly, pressed his kneecap against the bottom of the hard stick between Otabek's legs, and squeezed rhythmically.

This man with extraordinary endurance rarely raised his hands to cover his face with his arms, and the flush spread from the tip of his nose to his cheeks as Yuri sucked kisses.

The lover who kept teasing him for a moment finally put a kiss on his lips, pushed the tip of his tongue, and easily opened his teeth.

Twenty weeks pregnant, Yuri, who couldn't help but almost killed Otabek, couldn't help it.

Fortunately, this person has practiced Taoism - Yuri thought sarcastically.

And Otabek, while drawing another cross on the calendar, began to think seriously - this is probably the most difficult practice he has ever had... none of it.

end

-5-estrus

If Otabek's "practice" began with the pregnancy of his omega—then Yuri's "suffering" should have ended with the birth of this little life that tortured him for ten months... It should have been.

Not long after Natalia was born, Yuri, who quickly regained his former figure, did not worry about his future direction for a moment——

He resumed training step by step, even Lilia, who has always been a perfectionist, had to be impressed by the speed with which he returned to the title of fairy; and the private ice rink that was built for him by his alpha during his pregnancy is now also for this The comeback of the first champion has made a great contribution.

Yuri still loves ice and snow, still loves ice, and still enjoys the feeling of skating. He is still the fairy of the ice and snow kingdom... But the only thing that bothers him at this moment is Otabek, who treats him too calmly.

The man who has never thought about it since the day Yuri was pregnant, and even if he was provoked by this careless omega, he did not take any extra-distance actions. He drew a whole calendar of crosses. The day when Yuri's body was realized to have changed, and until Yuri's body has fully recovered is still not over.

——This made Yuri inevitably have some thoughts.

He couldn't help but think back to the impulsive man a year ago who, despite restraint, still demanded from him until his body couldn't take it anymore, or the one and only time during his pregnancy, he was teased by him so that his whole body was flushed and he was gasping for breath. Alpha, even the practitioner who just comforted his strange breastfeeding body a few days ago but still ignores his own desires——Yuri thought ironically: At this moment, this man is better than the pheromone that is always passionate and fragrant like roses for him The crazy alpha is more like a beta who is naturally unmoved.

Thinking of this, Yuri quickly stopped his own thoughts - after all, he didn't target all betas, but just wanted to beat his abstinence-addicted alpha on the head.

With such troubles that can be referred to as "desire dissatisfaction" for short, the restless young man who had no patience couldn't help but slightly frowned.

He almost pushed Otabek down on the thick carpet in front of the sofa with the strength of a priest driving a stake into the vampire's heart: "Let's talk!"

Otabek covered his waist with his hands. Although his back didn't feel any pain because of the soft carpet, he still frowned for Yuri who squeezed into his legs at the right time: "This state?"

Yuri nodded, slightly growing blond hair hanging down his face, making it difficult for Otabek to think about it.

"Maybe we go to the sofa and I'll pour you a cup of hot milk..."

"Are you serious? Talking 'milk' to a lactating grumpy Omega?"

Opebek was silent, but his hand still maintained a polite manner, always about a fist away from Yuri's body.

Seeing that this man was determined not to touch him, Yuri lost his patience, so he simply split his legs and rode on Otabek's waist, crossed his hands and clutched the hem of his clothes, lifted his pockets and took them off—— The leopard-print adjustment underwear replaced by the breastfeeding Omege who finally accepted his abnormal body was lifted up a bit, barely revealing his slightly raised lower breasts.

Otabek could only turn his face away and look away, the crotch sitting under the man's buttocks swelled honestly and unapologetically.

So Yuri twisted the zipper on his chest to undo his underwear, and this thick and fancy leopard-print cloth fell off his body, and fell on Otabek's face with a faint milky fragrance.

A few seconds later, Otabek was gripped by the wrist, and his clenched hand was broken apart by Yuri's fingers one by one, and the palm was flattened and pressed to the other's chest - and this suffocated estrus The female cat rubbed her lower body through her long trousers.

The temperature of lust heats up Omega's cold and fragrant pheromone, which has given Alpha, who has been frenzied by it more than once, a headache.

Otabek's body was stiff and his crotch was even stiffer. Don't look at Yuri's eyes closed, but his body feels more clearly telling him about the petite nipple erected in his palm-this is somewhat vague The wet tips of his flesh rubbed against his palm lines, just like Yuri rubbing against him with several layers of trousers between them.

"Jurachka!"

The man roared in a low voice, shouting Yuri's name in his mouth, but he was basically angry with himself who was about to bear it.

Yuri was close to him, and the smell filling his nostrils was like an hourglass planted with roses - finely divided sand poured on him, and buried him one by one, until the space they were in was like a sea of ​​sand.

Yuri, who belatedly realized that the pheromone was abnormally thick, was stunned for a moment, and then Otabek, who sat up, grabbed his waist.

The man's eyes were red, and it goes without saying that he knew why—Otabek was in heat.

Yuri looked at him for a while, then leaned forward and hugged him—the breast-feeding Omega's breasts were tightly pressed against the sweating Alpha's pectoral muscles. The beating heart of the flesh.

So he climbed up his lover's hot and stiff body, took off the stuffy pants of the two of them, separated his buttocks with his knuckles, and aimed at the alpha-sized penis that was on the string, and sank down in one go

The momentary sense of fullness made Yuri realize that his body had finally undergone drastic changes for Otabek.

His Omega's genitals didn't reject his Alph in the slightest, and even though the narrow vagina was pierced by a genital of this size, he didn't feel any pain.

Yuri couldn't accurately express the wonderful feeling circling in his body at the moment. Intuitively speaking, this bodily sensation is similar to a knot, but unlike Alpha's bulb to ensure Omega's conception, this is more similar to a deeper connection.

—and it feels wonderful.

Yuri, who was immediately set on fire, stared at Otabek, who was pinching his waist and still seemed to be enduring, he couldn't help screaming: "If you don't move anymore, I will rape you!!"

And once this sexually ambiguous word was uttered, it instantly defeated the last restraint of this long-abstained man.

Otabek grabbed the Omega's trembling chest and got up and pressed him to the ground. Yuri, who immediately felt pain, couldn't help but pinch his shoulder.

Alpha in estrus couldn't care less about other things, he just squeezed his strong waist between his Omega's closed legs and pushed it in, and the sexual impulse circling in his lower abdomen was about to pour out.

Yuri only felt that his lover had left teeth marks on him that were stronger than when they made love, and the cock banging in his ass was only short of entering his genital cavity compared to the mark.

Alpha's strong pheromones haunted him, and he even felt that he would turn into a grain of sand and be buried in the desert, and no one could find him except Otabek.

The long-lost sex lasted until the second half of the night, and the long-lost estrus between the two—no matter how long it lasted, Yuri only felt that he was about to be torn apart by Otabek.

Yuri was so tired that he couldn't say anything, and it would only be counterproductive to say what the rapist was about to break him, so he simply choked it into his stomach together with his full belly moan.

What was frightening was that the man was still holding him, their chiseled lower body was still seamless, and the Alpha's stick wedged in his ass still didn't even have the slightest sign of reducing swelling.

Then Yuri fell into a deep sleep, and decided to at least wait until Otabek's estrus period passed—and he, let's see when he can get out of bed [

end

Let me explain the reason why Ota Bairen became steel:

The timeline order of the current 5 extra articles should be:

4（妊娠期）→1（哺乳期）→5（恢复期）→3（秀恩爱）→2（奶孩子）

Both 4 and 1 have said that Ota's abstinence is because he is afraid of affecting Xiaomao's body.

In addition, in the text, Ota did not lift the ban on crazy requests until Yuri retired at the age of 30 (outside the story), so in fact, Ota did not force Yuri until he was 32 years old.

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