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The Rover knelt beside Jiyan, his hands steady as he carefully cleaned the wound on the General's arm. The man's skin was warm beneath his touch, and he couldn't help but feel a strange connection to him. As he tended to the injury, he noticed something unusual about Jiyan's scent - it was faintly sweet, like honey.
Curious, The Rover leaned in closer, taking a deep breath. He recognized the scent immediately - it was an Omega's pheromone. Jiyan was an Omega, hiding it with scent blockers and heat suppressants. The realization hit him like a punch to the gut. He had been traveling with an Omega all this time without even knowing it.
Jiyan groaned softly as The Rover finished bandaging his wound. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly. "You have a skilled touch."
The Rover blushed, suddenly aware of how close they were sitting. "It's nothing," he said, hoping his voice didn't give away how flustered he was. "You should try and get some sleep."
Jiyan's gaze was soft and sincere. "Will you stay?" he asked quietly. "You needn't stay awake on my account. If you would like, I can make up a pallet for you on the floor. It would be my pleasure."
The Rover glanced at the lumpy straw mattress on the ground. "If that's the only place to sleep..." He trailed off, glancing at Jiyan's broad, muscular chest. He swallowed thickly, unable to finish the sentence.
"There is plenty of room in my bed," Jiyan replied. "Come. You've had a long journey. I can't have you sleeping on the floor. You should get some rest."
"Well..."
Jiyan watched him patiently, waiting for him to make up his mind. The Rover looked around the room, embarrassed to find the General's quarters already spotless. "All right," he finally said, accepting Jiyan's offer. "If it's not too much trouble."
He stood up slowly, feeling awkward as he kicked off his boots and undressed, leaving his clothes in a pile by the wall. In just his shirt and trousers, he was self-conscious about his body. Jiyan was watching him, and he found himself averting his eyes.
"The floor is a poor place to rest," Jiyan said, drawing the Rover's attention back to the bed. "Don't worry. I will stay on my side."
"No, I'm fine on the floor," the Rover insisted. "Really. You should take the bed."
"I have slept there before, many times. Please."
"I couldn't," the Rover said, feeling overwhelmed at the idea of being so close to the General. Jiyan looked handsome in the soft glow of the oil lamp. "I mean...it's not appropriate."
"What are you worried about? That we might go into heat?" Jiyan laughed, amused by the way he was rambling. "That's not likely to happen. I'm on heat suppressants. It's safe to sleep next to me."
"Right," the Rover said, letting out a heavy breath. His body was stiff from exhaustion, and he was desperate to lay down and close his eyes.
"Shall we?" Jiyan said, his hand already resting against the sheets.
The Rover gave a small nod, and he climbed into bed.
The bed was warm and surprisingly comfortable, and he was relieved that the straw didn't stick to his bare legs. He had thought Jiyan was going to make up a pallet, but instead, he had turned down his covers and invited the Rover into the bed with him. The warmth was soothing, and he could feel his eyes drooping as he snuggled into the pillows.
He sighed and shifted slightly, closing his eyes. Then he felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around him.
The Rover jerked awake, gasping. "W-what are you doing?" He blurted out.
Jiyan pulled him close, tightening his arms around him. "It's a bit chilly, is it not? Come, let me warm you. You were shivering."
The Rover flushed, still struggling to wake up. Jiyan's breath was warm and his skin was radiating heat, making it easy for the Rover to snuggle close. It was like hugging a brick wall, and the heat of his body felt wonderful.
Jiyan hummed softly as he pressed his lips to his neck.
The Rover stiffened, his breath catching in his throat. He wasn't sure what was happening, but the soft press of Jiyan's lips felt nice. It was the kind of warm, fuzzy sensation that was pleasant in the moment, and not something to dwell on. He closed his eyes again, listening as the wind howled outside the barracks.
Jiyan was gentle with his affections. He wasn't demanding or pushy. He didn't move his lips to arouse him, he was content simply holding him.
The Rover felt the familiar stirrings of heat begin to pool between his thighs. His heart pounded in his chest and he knew Jiyan could feel him growing hard. His hips jerked instinctively, grinding his arousal against the General's muscled thigh. Jiyan moaned against his neck, the sound deep and primal. It stirred the Rover even more, and he began to move his hips in earnest, rolling his hips and thrusting against his thigh.
He wanted more.
His thoughts were a haze of need and desire. The only thing that mattered was Jiyan and getting him naked. The General's scent was sweet, like honey, and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself in the other man.
The Rover was rutting against him desperately now, moaning and whimpering as Jiyan nibbled and sucked on his neck. It was hard for him to concentrate on anything other than his arousal, and the sudden shock of pleasure was like a bolt of lightning. He gasped and his whole body went rigid. A few seconds passed, then his climax hit him with the force of a train. He collapsed into Jiyan's arms, his breath coming out in ragged gasps.
When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that his hand was covered in cum. He stared at it blankly, stunned and unsure of what to think.
Jiyan gently took his wrist, and he guided it toward his mouth, pressing the Rover's fingers between his lips.
"It's not bad," Jiyan said, swirling his tongue.
The Rover shivered at the sensation of Jiyan licking his fingers, and the soft pressure of his tongue.
"Your pheromones are...delightful, "Jiyan continued.
"You...you could smell it?"
"Of course," Jiyan replied. "All I can smell is your arousal. You're going to drive me crazy."
"Sorry."
"Don't apologize," Jiyan murmured, his eyes dark.
The Rover swallowed, his throat dry. He couldn't believe how affected the General had been. Jiyan's voice sounded deeper, and his scent was different, stronger and heady, making his blood run hot. He'd felt a primal urge, a need to get off and satisfy his own arousal, and he didn't regret it. If anything, it had helped him clear his mind.
But Jiyan was so beautiful. He wanted him so badly.
"I..."
"Yes?" Jiyan asked.
"I want you. Right now," he said bluntly, deciding to be honest with his feelings.
"Here? Now?" Jiyan's voice was husky.
"Yes. Please."
The Rover pushed him back down, climbing on top of him. He wasn't going to give him a choice. He wanted Jiyan, and he wanted him now. He tugged at his clothes, growling impatiently as the General sat up to help. He slipped the Rover's shirt over his head, then grabbed him by the shoulders, pulling him down for a kiss. The Rover's tongue met his, and he groaned, sucking on his lower lip and reveling in the taste.
The Rover was the first to break the kiss, panting against the General's neck. He trailed kisses and nibbles, delighting in the sound of his soft moans. Jiyan was perfect. Everything about him was lovely and gorgeous, his large and muscular frame only spurring him further.
He tugged on the General's trousers, wanting to free him from the restrictive clothing. He hooked his fingers around the fabric, yanking the garment off, desperate to feel the warmth of his skin. Jiyan moaned as the cool air brushed over him.
"Do you want me?" The Rover asked, his voice soft and husky.
"More than you know," Jiyan replied, his eyes glowing amber in the lamplight.
The Rover took him into his hand, stroking his cock slowly. He kissed his neck, watching the way the other man's jaw went slack. His fingers traced his cock, sliding up and down, feeling his firm girth. Jiyan moaned, arching his hips, thrusting into his grip. His fingers stroked and squeezed, loving the sound of his low, husky moans. He felt the wetness leaking from Jiyan's cock, the warm drops splattering his palm.
He glanced down at his hand, finding it was already covered in precum.
He'd never felt this excited before. The rush of power was thrilling. He wasn't the only one who had been aroused. He could smell the arousal in the air, the sweetness of his pheromones mingling with Jiyan's. It was like an aphrodisiac, and his cock ached and throbbed in response.
"Oh, fuck..." Jiyan gasped, thrusting into his hand. His grip tightened around his length, jerking him roughly, twisting his fingers. Jiyan moaned, his legs trembling. The Rover loved seeing him unravel. He was like an animal in his arms, panting and thrusting, grinding against the bed and trying to gain some kind of friction.
"F-fuck," he whimpered.
"I want you," the Rover whispered, nipping and nibbling at his neck.
Jiyan moaned and whimpered, thrusting his hips and pumping his cock in his hands. The General was sweating and his scent had gotten even stronger. It made his head spin and his heart race.
"You smell so good."
"You as well," Jiyan panted, gripping the bedsheets.
"Fuck, I'm so hard," he gasped, jerking Jiyan's cock and running his hand through the sticky mess. "I need you."
"Come," Jiyan panted, reaching down and grabbing his cock. "Fuck me, please."
The Rover's heart leapt into his throat. He scrambled off the General, trying to get naked as quickly as possible. His shirt and trousers ended up in a heap on the floor, and he struggled to remove his socks, all the while listening to Jiyan's sexy moans and watching him squirm and writhe on the bed.
"Please hurry," he said, sounding a bit impatient.
The Rover took a moment to catch his breath, his cock standing straight up and dripping. He'd never been this hard in his entire life, and the General's words had nearly killed him. His blood was burning and his nerves were raw.
"Turn around," he instructed, reaching down and pushing his cheeks apart. Jiyan's rim was pink and fluttering, and his hole was slick and wet with arousal. He leaned in and licked his hole, reveling in the taste. It was tangy and salty, and he lapped it up eagerly, enjoying the way he trembled in response. He worked two fingers into his ass, enjoying the way he tightened and gripped them, his pucker closing and then spreading open, accepting him easily.
"You're amazing," he whispered, scissoring his fingers. "I love it when you move. You look so gorgeous like this."
"Fuck me," Jiyan demanded, his voice ragged.
The Rover didn't waste any time. He yanked his fingers free, grabbing the base of his cock and pressing the head to Jiyan's slick entrance. He slid inside, hissing softly at how tight and hot he felt.
"Shit," he swore. "You're so fucking tight. It feels amazing."
"Harder," Jiyan moaned, thrusting back against him.
"Are you sure?"
"Don't worry. I won't break. Fuck me harder."
"It might hurt."
"I'll be fine."
The Rover held onto the General's waist, giving a few more experimental thrusts. Each time, he pushed further inside, making the other man groan.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
He braced himself on his arms, grabbing Jiyan's shoulders for leverage. He slowly began to fuck him, gently at first, but soon found a rhythm and thrust deep, hard, and fast. The General's body moved fluidly with his motions, rocking and writhing, and the sounds coming from his throat were positively sinful. The bed squeaked and bounced under their movements, but the Rover couldn't bring himself to care, and judging by the sounds Jiyan was making, he didn't either.
"This… Feels..."
"Feels so good," the Rover gasped, his chest heaving. "Fuck, your ass is perfect."
The Rover knew he wasn't going to last long. Not when his cock was wrapped snugly inside a warm, tight ass and he was surrounded by Jiyan's sweet, musky scent. His hips were slapping loudly, the sound filling the room and drowning out his soft moans. He fucked him hard, slamming into him and holding him still. Jiyan was spread wide and his hole gaped after each thrust, before squeezing down tightly around him, hugging him in the most intimate way possible.
Jiyan's thighs were damp with sweat and slick, and his arms trembled as the Rover pinned him against the bed. He thrust and thrust, wanting to push as deep inside him as humanly possible.
He reached beneath the General and grabbed his cock, squeezing tight and stroking him in time with his thrusts. He watched as the other man arched his back, crying out. His muscles tightened and his whole body shuddered. His hips jerked and his ass spasmed around him, the sudden change of pressure making the Rover's cock jump inside him. Jiyan let out a low, hoarse groan, and his cum was warm and sticky in his palm, spurting out over his fist. He stroked him gently, milking him through the waves of his orgasm, delighting in the soft moans he released.
His cock was still rock hard, and he groaned in frustration. His eyes were clouded, but his desire had only grown stronger. The orgasm was a spark, a hint of the pleasure that awaited him if only he could cum inside the General.
"Let me..."
"Inside," Jiyan murmured. "Fill me."
"Yeah," the Rover moaned, the sound husky and thick in his throat. He couldn't believe how much his desire had escalated, or how his mind had gone blank. All he could focus on was the warm, welcoming heat of the man underneath him and the promise of release.
His thrusts became desperate and uncoordinated, and his cock throbbed, desperate to cum. He couldn't stop, he didn't want to stop. He could hear the filthy, wet sounds of his cock slamming into the General's slick ass, and he couldn't think about anything except the need to breed him, to knot him.
He cried out as he bottomed out, his knot throbbing, pressing firmly against Jiyan's stretched hole. He held him still, whimpering as he rubbed his cockhead, rolling his hips and thrusting. He was desperate to knot him, he needed him, and the urge was driving him wild.
"I'm gonna knot you," he choked out, his body trembling with anticipation.
"Yes," Jiyan growled, grinding against him.
"I can't hold back."
"Don't," the General whispered. "Breed me."
The words sent a shockwave through the Rover's body, and he lost all semblance of self-control. His knot slid easily past Jiyan's rim, popping into place and sealing them together. He groaned, his breath catching in his throat.
Jiyan's walls closed tight around him, and it was so hot, and wet, and he wanted to cum. He needed to cum, and he didn't think he could stop himself. His vision went fuzzy, and he threw his head back, hissing and groaning as a wave of ecstasy swept through his body.
His cock pulsed inside the General, and the knot kept his cum from escaping, filling him and squirting out the sides of his swollen hole. Jiyan groaned, arching his back, thrusting back against him. He was like a toy, helpless in his arms as the Rover took his pleasure from his body. He gripped him tightly, keeping his legs apart as he rode his cock, shuddering and groaning with each surge of his seed.
They were locked together, and it wasn't until his orgasm subsided, the aftershocks ebbing away, that the Rover realized what he had done.
"Oh, god," he breathed, struggling to find the words. He couldn't believe what they had just done. He'd had sex with an Omega. He had knotted and cum inside an Omega. It hadn't occurred to him until now, but that's exactly what it was. He could feel his knot tugging, stretching and pulling at Jiyan's rim, his cum leaking from between his cheeks and running down his thigh.
"Jiyan… I..." he murmured, feeling his cheeks go hot. "I didn't realize what I was doing."
Jiyan groaned and he pushed his hips back. The Rover whimpered, feeling his cock swell and jerk inside him.
"Sorry, I mean..."
Jiyan moaned softly and he pressed a hand to his abdomen. "Do you think you might get me pregnant?"
The Rover froze. He might have a child with this gorgeous, kind man, and he hadn't even asked permission. He swallowed thickly, his nerves a tangled mess of anxiety, embarrassment, and shame.
"Are you on birth control?"
"No," Jiyan replied, looking away.
"Right." The Rover closed his eyes, unable to bear the sight of Jiyan's guilt-stricken expression. "So..."
"You knotted me," Jiyan said, his voice shaky.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to," he replied, wracking his brain for what he should say. "It's just… It felt so good. You're amazing, and beautiful, and I just… I couldn't help myself."
Jiyan huffed out a breath. "If you'll recall, I begged you to breed me."
The Rover blushed. He hadn't thought about it that way. Jiyan had been eager, wanting to be bred. It had turned him on so much that his instinctual side had taken over.
"You did," he murmured.
"I meant every word," the General said, shifting beneath him. He groaned softly, and the Rover's cock throbbed. "If I hadn't been on heat suppressants, the fact that you'd knotted me would have driven me insane."
"Are you serious?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Jiyan gave him a lopsided smile.
The Rover felt his cheeks go hot. If that was how powerful the Omega pheromones were, he could understand why Jiyan had been hiding his identity.
The Rover hummed, gently rocking his hips. Jiyan moaned, and his cock twitched inside him. His knot was softening, and he was beginning to pull free. Jiyan's rim tightened around him, clinging and pulling, squeezing and massaging him, making him twitch and groan. His cum leaked from his gaping hole, sliding down his thigh and pooling on the bed.
He helped the General clean up, mopping up the mess. His cock had never felt so heavy, and he could still smell the scent of arousal and sex in the air. His eyes were heavy and he felt dizzy. He collapsed on his back, watching as the General wandered over to the water basin, washing his hands and legs before coming to lay down beside him.
"How are you feeling?" the Rover asked.
"Mmm." Jiyan nuzzled close, his eyes dark and soft. "You wore me out."
The Rover chuckled, wrapping an arm around the General's waist and pulling him close. Jiyan sighed, his eyes closing. He was gorgeous, even with his hair all displaced from their earlier activities.
The Rover snuggled into him, relaxing as the other man's warm weight sank against his chest. Jiyan smelled like sex, and the musky, earthy scent of his pheromones was overwhelming. He found himself entranced by his beauty and grace. The Omega was kind and compassionate, strong and determined, and he had brought him to the brink of madness. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
This had been a turning point, a pivotal moment. He'd always believed that Omegas were sweet and docile, and while Jiyan had certainly had his moments, he was nothing like that. Jiyan was fierce and passionate, strong and unapologetically honest, and he was everything he had ever wanted. He'd been scared and hesitant when they first met, but now, after getting to know him, he wasn't scared at all.
"Thank you," he murmured, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Thank you so much."
He looked down, surprised to find Jiyan had fallen asleep. A soft, contented sigh slipped past his lips, and his hand clutched his chest. The General was handsome and sexy. His strong arms were wrapped around the Rover's body, keeping him close and holding him safe. It was comforting, and it helped him relax and sleep soundly.
Jiyan's presence was a soothing balm. He could feel the warmth radiating from his body. He was safe and content, and it was the best night's sleep he'd ever had.