The small bedroom was dark, nearly pitch black.
The only light keeping the small space slightly illuminated was the dim light of the moon sneaking its way through the cheap blinds in the small crowded room.
The sounds of the bed frame creaking mixed with the soft panting of two men entangled in the lustful dance of sex filled the room.
Raven laid in bed with his ass in the air clutching a pillow to his chest as his boyfriend of three years, Allen, plowed into him with no rhythm and even less tact.
Raven stared at the digital clock on the bedside table watching the minutes go by painfully slowly as midnight was approaching and he waited for Allen to finish.
The omega would occasionally moan in faux pleasure to satisfy the alpha's ego as the man gripped his ass too tight and rammed into him like a jackhammer fucking some sort of sex doll.
The alpha would slap Raven's ass making the smaller man wince in pain at the sting. Allen knew the omega didn't like getting his ass slapped during sex. Yet he always did it and Raven had grown accustomed to it and simply dealt with it.
Raven was bored and had been for quite some time.
He was mentally clocked out of his relationship and would usually dissociate during his and Allen's intimate moments.
Unable to connect with the man grunting over him even on a sexual level.
Like now, it felt like Raven was watching himself being fucked by a stranger. A stranger that held the title of boyfriend.
It was surreal and miserable.
Like watching a lifeless doll be used for the pleasure of another, expect Raven wasn't a doll, nor was he lifeless.
He was tired.
Allen, while handsome and charming, had stopped caring for Raven's sexual needs halfway through their relationship. He stopped taking the omega's wants into consideration.
But, Raven just couldn't seem to leave him.
Allen used to be so attentive to Raven the first year they started dating.
The sex was amazing and explosive, they both were always satisfied, which was a feat with Raven's unrestrained libido.
Their dates were cute, imaginative and sometimes corny which just made it all the more sweet. The conversations were entertaining and always filled with laughter.
Their compatibility was five stars across the board, anyone who saw them together thought they were the perfect match.
Allen's dorky blandness was cute even with his somewhat crude humor; the man actually complimented Raven's provocative and stubborn personality better than either man thought.
Then things suddenly changed.
Raven wasn't being satisfied the way he was before.
Somewhere down the line Allen started taking his suggestions in bed as insults to his ability to satisfy the omega.
The hot passionate sex they once had was getting more aggressive and Allen felt the constant need to exert his dominance over Raven while he was most vulnerable since he was an alpha and Raven was an omega.
Sex was now something they did because they were in a relationship, not because they enjoyed it, or each other for that matter.
They simply went through the motions and Raven seemed to be the only one having a hard time with the state of their barely intact relationship.

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Blue Heat
RomanceRaven Belemond has a problem. A few actually. Other than being a recessive omega looked down on by most of society, his rocky relationship with his alpha boyfriend of over 3 years seems to have frozen over and is slowly melting away with every acti...