Trapped in an Omegaverse Tragedy

Chapter 56: Long-distance....?

There is this thing about showers, you know.

Sometimes a person showering just feels it for themselves and want to make out with themselves so feel some pleasure.

It’s completely normal and reasonable to do that because it’s your own body at the end of the day.

That was Jang Song-rik’s reasoning for starting to play with his ass while he ’pretended’ to be taking a shower.

He felt unnecessarily guilty doing it while Doha was just outside alone, but he just couldn’t help getting aroused in a situation like this where they were alone in a room together.

And Doha’s cheesy flirting wasn’t helping at all.

And they couldn’t even do anything about it because they promised not to do the deed before the d-day.

So Song-rik, feeling extremely hot and bothered, decided to take care of his hungry ass by himself in the shower and go out all cool and unbothered.

Boy oh boy, little does he know.

The process started very much just him casually touching there like it was normal. Even Doha thought that he was just cleaning and not doing naughty deeds.

But Song-rik’s two fingers going into his dripping wet hole as he stretched and rubbed it while obviously looking red on every inch of his skin was enough proof that his dear omega was indeed doing some self love activities.

Doha really meant to just watch at first. But seeing his hyung touch himself in places where his tongue had persistently made marks just the day before was quite the turn on.

He tried to seem unbothered at first. But then Song-rik leaned against the wall and stuck out his butt as he pushed in three fingers in the slippery hole that was twitching like carzy now.

There is often a misunderstanding that virgin omegas are very innocent and uninformed about what makes them feel good.

No, they know exact where to touch and poke themselves to feel the orgasm.

How else did you think they survive the monthly heats that make them go crazy if they can’t get laid?

And just two heats were enough to teach Song-rik where to touch to get out the maximum output of sensation on his body.

They were parts where Doha had suckled and kissed most often.

For Song-rik, traces of his alpha on his body turned him on. Part of the reason why he never stopped Doha from leaving them around even though he was so embarrassed.

And right now he had absolutely no idea that he was showing a first hand demonstration to that very alpha about how to drive him insane.

And maybe because he thought no one watching, Song-rik was wild... like wild wild. He was touching himself in the front and relentlessly trying fuck him self with his fingers. All the while holding the sluttiest pose that Doha had ever seen.

It was all to hot!

*zip!

Doha opened his zipper and pulled out his cock. It was hard and throbbing, solely from the incredible visual sensation he was experiencing.

He started touching himself as he saw Song-rik’s hands poke around in his butt and his body twitching and jerking because of the sensations.

In this supposed long distance sex, Doha was flushed red and possibly delirious as his eyes were glued to the person in the shower and wherever his hands decided to invade next.

At one point, Doha rose up his tshirt and held it up between his teeth. He stared as his eyes turned hazy and started mimicking Song-rik.

He would touch himself where Song-rik was touching himself. All the while jerking himself off.

It’s like he’s touching me himself...

Doha thought as his intensity grew faster while rubbing his dick.

He closed his eyes, imagining as if his hands were Song-rik’s.

But he craved watching the real one and opened his eyes only to find the inevitable.

Jang Song-rik stood there, right in front of the see-through wall, watching Doha masturbating to ’him’ masturbating.

The first think Song-rik did was blush mortifying and run to lock the bathroom door. He succeeded in both.

Doha was embarrassed too but the desire was too overpowering to back down.

Doha stood up and went close to the see through glass wall. He breathed on the glass and it fogged up.

With his finger, he wrote on the fog.

’Come here.’

Song-rik saw it shyly and hesitated at first. Then he stood and slowly walked over to the glass wall.

Doha was incredibly close to the wall, his hand and his rock hard dick touching it even.

Song-rik raised his hand and placed it right on the wall aligned to Doha’s.

There was just an inch of glass between them. But because they couldn’t touch each other, the sensation seemed quite different.

Like a thirst, a need for touch.

Doha said something and Song-rik read his lips, while turning redder from red.

"Good job locking the door. Don’t open it until we are done."

Yup, the two of them couldn’t be trusted near each other in this state. The bathroom was a bullet full of Song-rik’s pheromones while the room outside was oozing dead with rose scent.

It was in their best interest to stay right where they were if they wanted to see any of the festival tomorrow.

But what about this state they were in?

Doha thought of a good solution. The two of them, started touching themselves right there, with only an inch of glass separating them.

It was hottest fucking thing to them that they were that close and not touching. They could just do anything and there would no consequences.

Doha aligned himself with Song-rik’s waist and started rubbing his dick against the glass. His hand worked from the base as the tip tried to break through the one inch distance.

The precum made the while process pretty slippery and erotic.

Song-rik first watched in a daze as Doha’s eyes were fixated right on him as he did those things.

Then a pang of excitement exploded in his brain as he kneeled on his knees and with his face right in front of the place where Doha was rubbing his dick, he began to lick the area while fingering him self.