Clu was conscious of the scar on his code-brother's neck as well, even if it was mostly hidden from view currently. He hadn't broken the skin- he'd been advised that that was to be avoided if at all possible due to the risk of infection-, but he had still left a mark that wouldn't be fading completely any time soon, if it ever did. Marks from mating bites tended to last, or so he'd read and been told, sometimes leaving the skin slightly discolored permanently, even after the actual damage had long since healed. Clu was entirely OK with this, and he knew that his omega was too.
At the moment, though he was far more aware of how the sensation of being caught and at his Alpha's mercy was looping through his omega, powered by the devices pouring pleasure into him and further stoked by his words. Words that dripped honey and smoke, spinning a potential scenario that he knew would push exactly the right nodes with his code brother, that that the slave might well give up his right arm for. Safety and freedom with a loving Alpha mate... surely that would be the dream of any omega slave.
And then there it was. A plea, mingled with his title that was made into ecstatic praise by its tone. Should he grant it though? He pondered just a moment, but no... not just yet. There was one last hand to play before the game moved on. And he could work the consequences of his recent infraction into it. "No," he said. "I think you can take a little more yet. And besides, you spoke out of turn again a moment ago. You'll endure the consequences by enduring until the absolute last moment. Until you feel you might explode if you don't come." And to make it even more difficult, Clu nudged the vibration intensity on both the dildo and the butt plug up a notch. He wouldn't be able to put it off much longer, he knew, but the noises his omega would undoubtedly make would make it completely worth it.
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At the moment, though he was far more aware of how the sensation of being caught and at his Alpha's mercy was looping through his omega, powered by the devices pouring pleasure into him and further stoked by his words. Words that dripped honey and smoke, spinning a potential scenario that he knew would push exactly the right nodes with his code brother, that that the slave might well give up his right arm for. Safety and freedom with a loving Alpha mate... surely that would be the dream of any omega slave.
And then there it was. A plea, mingled with his title that was made into ecstatic praise by its tone. Should he grant it though? He pondered just a moment, but no... not just yet. There was one last hand to play before the game moved on. And he could work the consequences of his recent infraction into it. "No," he said. "I think you can take a little more yet. And besides, you spoke out of turn again a moment ago. You'll endure the consequences by enduring until the absolute last moment. Until you feel you might explode if you don't come." And to make it even more difficult, Clu nudged the vibration intensity on both the dildo and the butt plug up a notch. He wouldn't be able to put it off much longer, he knew, but the noises his omega would undoubtedly make would make it completely worth it.