traditional marriage abo

"Want to kiss?"

Andre stared at Fa'an.

The naive little fiancee nodded immediately.

"That's good." Andre smiled faintly, moved his hands up and down to support Fa'an's buttocks, and said softly, "Don't cry this time."

"I won't cry, I'm ready!" Fa'an was in high spirits, and if he didn't have to put his arms around Andre, he would have patted his chest.

This time Andre didn't hang him, and kissed him the moment his voice fell.

It was an absolutely dominant, possessive kiss from an Alpha to his own Omega.

The general put aside the moral bottom line in his heart, opened the mouth of his fiancée brazenly, and invaded brutally.Fa'an's lips were red and swollen from the sucking, and the tongue that was protruding enthusiastically to cater to him was immediately wrapped around, and even dragged out of the mouth, and was sucked into the other's mouth to kiss closely.

The ambiguous sound of sticky water came from between their lips that met, and the overflowing saliva that could not be swallowed wet Fa'an's beautiful chin.

What was different from the previous ones was not that this kiss was stronger, but that this kiss finally contained something that the admiral had never imposed on his fiancée before.

That is the sex of an A to an O.

Andre's hand holding Fa'an's buttocks was not just support. He had done this action on the way here because he had to carry Fa'an on his back. He had done it countless times in the past, but it was just a support.Even when the admiral had pumped Fa'an's butt when he was young, it was more of a helpless punishment.

Not anymore.

The heat from his butt made Faan jump up, but he was suppressed by the general, so he could only cling closer to the arms of the giver, and was forced to bear the bottom-up heat brought by those hands.

His tongue was sucked, Faan had never experienced such a kiss.He was a pompous little liar, somewhat similar to the coaxing admiral in some ways—he cried again.

Unable to break free from Andre's hand, his butt seemed to melt away.The kiss between the lips was frighteningly deep, Fa'an felt as if his throat had been licked, he couldn't make a sound, his nasal voice was full of deep crying.Big drops of water hung on the long eyelashes in a blink, and the tears wet the flushed cheeks.

Andre won't stop because of his tears.

He had already received a promise of permission from Fa'an, so he was even more reckless.One of his hands has reached up into the shirt he put on his fiancée dissatisfied, touching what he wants to touch under the cover of a thin layer of fabric.

Fa'an's proud little belly finally got the love it deserved, but this love was too strong, which made him tense uncontrollably, and even his stomach was not so soft anymore.Afterwards, he became slack because of the continuous soothing, the skin that was touched seemed to have been burned all over, and was soon soaked in a layer of hot sweat.

Andre's body was also hot. They were stuck too tightly, and the body temperature of the two people passed to each other, making the heat even hotter.

The palms of Lord Admiral's palms were covered with sweat, so slippery that he couldn't hold them.The rich perfume smell on Fa'an's body after taking a bath can be regarded as a bit weaker, but in the current situation, his own, Omega's natural pheromone smell is aroused by passion, and he timidly protrudes out.

The back of Fa'an's neck was hot, he couldn't control his active pheromones, and even his whole body lost strength, and the two long legs coiled around the general's waist slid down feebly.

There is a sweet peach fragrance in the air.

Andre picked up Fa'an's two legs and looped them back, and tightened his grip on his fiancée's arm, leaving the desk with Fa'an hanging on his body and going to the bed.

……

A not so complete conquest.

Fa'an sank face down in the big gray bed, his shirt was taken off, his long blond hair was pulled aside, and the entire white back was completely open to Andre's eyes.

The high-ranking admiral didn't even take off his military uniform. He lay on Fa'an's back in a posture of absolute control, and his palms followed the beautiful curve until he touched the sweaty back of his fiancée's neck.

Putting pressure on his fingers, he pressed his fingertips heavily on that particularly soft piece of skin.

The smell of peaches became stronger, and the excessive and unprecedented stimulation made Fa'an scream unbearably.He seemed to be savagely grabbed by the back of his neck by a wild animal, and he was crying out of breath as he clutched the bed sheet tightly.

The pheromone from his fiancée that gradually enveloped the whole room somewhat restored Andre's sanity, and prevented things from becoming more uncontrollable, so he decided to stop.But before that, the arrogance, ego, and arrogance that belonged exclusively to Alpha in the general's nature need to be temporarily satisfied.

"Do you know what you smell like?"

Andre pressed Fa'an's back of the neck condescendingly.

"Water, peach..."

Faan sobbed.

"Know that I like the taste?"

"I know... Woo! I know!"

The massage on the back of the neck became more intense, Fa'an's eyes were dim with tears, and he tried his best to turn his head to look at his admiral.

"Then you must know who this smell belongs to?"

"Belongs to...belongs to you!"

"Speak out." Andre bowed his head, licking away the tears from the corners of Fa'an's eyes like some kind of beast licking its prey, and ordered in his ear. "Call me by name."

"Andre!"

Under Alpha's pressure, Fa'an finally broke down and cried bitterly. He cried out the name of the general who controlled him——

"Belongs to Andre Hermon Holmes!"

After getting the answer, Andre sighed contentedly against his tear-wet cheeks. He opened his mouth and exposed Alpha's long and sharp canine teeth to Fa'an's soft nape, and then bit down hard. .

The blood and violently fluctuating pheromones overflowed at the same time, and they all converged at the next moment. The flooded pheromones in Fa'an were suppressed back to the glands, and the fragile flesh of the neck healed quickly after Andre's fangs came off, condensing into a temporary Scabs that don't go away.

This is a temporary mark, which not only prevents the possibility of a mature Omega getting into heat due to passion, but also allows the admiral to obtain the satisfaction of drinking poison to quench his thirst from his little fiancée.

Andre lowered his gaze, gently stroked Fa'an's face with his fingertips, and said in a low voice.

"……Good boy."

Fa'an's violent trembling and crying throat were calmed down by this praise-like comfort. He twitched pitifully, then hugged the palm of Andre's support beside him, and held it in his arms. Sleeping tiredly on the chest.

The sky outside the window will be dark, and it is already evening.

Andre looked at his little fiancée tenderly, didn't break away from him, and lay down on his side hugging him for a while, until Fa'an fell asleep completely, then gently withdrew his hand and stood up cautiously.

He stood by the bed and leaned over to kiss Fa'anbu's sweaty forehead, went to the bathroom and soaked a towel in hot water to wipe off his fiancée's sweat and other things, and changed a quilt.After dealing with all this, he took off his messy military uniform, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Putting on his pajamas, Andre used the terminal to order food, and then lay back on the bed.

The naked and fragrant Fa'an automatically rolled towards him in his sleep, approaching the general's side.

Andre rubbed his sleeping flushed cheeks with his fingers, and laughed silently.

A long time ago—actually, it wasn’t that long—when Andre first came to Heine to go to school, Faan was very small, not that big.

That was a long memory for little Fa'an.

Was he ten years old then?

After losing his parents, Fa'an got Andre as a friend at a young age. This Alpha is omnipotent, serious and careful, and can take care of all the expectations and difficulties that Fa'an faced at that time.

The empire is open to the education of both genders. Most of the time, the upper-level Omega and Alpha are educated from childhood to find an A/O, preferably with a noble status and a good family.

So little Fa'an felt that there would be no one more suitable than André, and this was his future partner.

When Fa'an met Andre, he always demanded himself the strictest standard for Omega. At the beginning, when facing Andre, he would neither act coquettishly, nor would he mess around.

But he is still so young, in Andre's heart, he is just a child.

Whenever Andre finds time to come and see the kid he made, seeing him quietly holding his hand, wearing an exquisite and stylish little dress, he feels that he is indeed very beautiful and at the same time feels that the other party is like a real person version of the 3D doll.

It cannot be denied that it is precisely because of Fa'an's unique quietness that Andre in his youth is willing to get along with this kid, and Fa'an tries hard to read books that he cannot understand at his age in order to talk to him. The behavior also made Andre soft-hearted.

He has more and more patience with little Fa'an, and he makes room for this little friend in his heart, as if he has a well-behaved and sensible brother.

This state continued until the day Andre entered Haiyin and passed the opening training to participate in the fellowship with Li An that year.

On the first night of the fellowship, Andre received a call from Fa'an in the dormitory.

This kid who was always quiet and stable in front of him, not like a child, finally had the appearance he should have at this age, with a pair of panicked eyes, anxious face, and two blushes.With such big mood swings, she no longer looks like an unreal doll.

"Andre!" Fa'an clenched his fists and called him, "Did you go to a fellowship today?"

I don't know where he got this from, and Andre glanced at him, his eyes turned around in surprise on Fa'an's messy clothes that seemed to have made a big fuss, and then nodded.

"Yes." He admitted frankly.

Fa'an's face turned pale the moment he responded.

"Can you, don't..."

He trembled slightly, and halfway through his mouth, he stopped what he was about to say as if he thought his request was too rude, and fell into a brief silence.

Andre gave a soft "Huh?"

"It doesn't matter."

After a while, Faan rolled his eyes and tried to smile at him.While speaking, tears fell down in big ones. He wiped his eyes and said with sobs.

"It doesn't matter if you go to a friendship, and it doesn't matter if you see the Omega you like and want to fall in love." His cheeks were smeared with tears at the moment, and the scattered hair was also stuck to it, his eyes were red, and he was no longer so beautiful. "It's all my fault." Small."

"However, if you've been in a relationship with someone else, maybe...maybe you broke up. Can you wait for me?"

"I'm growing fast."

The tears could not be wiped clean, Fa'an gave up and put down his hands, looking at Andre with wet eyes, "Just wait for me."

The communication on the first night of the fellowship ended with Fa'an crying "Happy Fellowship Day" at the end. Andre looked at the disappearing light screen but remained silent for a long time.

He didn't give this kid an affirmative answer in the newsletter, but he clearly realized in his heart that he could no longer classify him as an ignorant kid and take care of Fa'an as a younger brother.

He was moved.