Apple Bites & Butterflies//Omegaverse

Suppressants n' chill?

I woke up in bed with my uncle sitting next to me. "Welcome back to the world of the living!"

I cracked a weak smile and scoffed, "hey, old man." My body feels like it's burning! I kept squirming and panting. I want someone to hold me and make this feeling go away.

"Old? I'm only in my mid 30's, ya know!" He pulled on my cheeks until I properly smiled. "Anyway, I was just checking to see if you were still alive, so get some more rest. I'll have dinner ready for you in about an hour. Text you before comin' up."

I nodded at him. When he left the room, I tried muting my moans into my pillow. My hips were restless, but I couldn't fix it. This heat is a little different than the others. Maybe it's caused from the excitement today?

My phone chimed and temporarily took my mind away from my insatiable sexual desire. On it was a new notification from Chandler.

Chandler- 4:13 p.m. - Came by your class to take you home. Did you already leave?

I guess he's serious about what he said earlier. I subconsciously started bucking my hips into the mattress.

Me- 4:14 p.m. - yes I did. I guess I got sick..

I didn't want to tell him that I went into heat early from being too turned on.

Chandler- 4:14 p.m. - I see. So you liked what I did then~?😏

Me- 4:14 p.m. - Don't get cocky. You did nothing to satisfy me at all.

My hips sped up when I thought about the way he looked at me. The expressions made made coupled with the way he would please me was clouding my judgment.

This guy, I don't like people like him. He's been nothing but a jerk since I met him, so why do I get so worked up when I think about him?

It's been a few minutes since my message. I wonder if he's busy-

Incoming Call: Chandler Hendrix

I immediately answered it despite how rude it is to call without an invitation.

"Mn! H-hello?"

A moment later his confident laugh sounded over the speaker. "It's a good thing I have my earbuds in. Can't let anyone else hear this. Was that a moan, dude?"

While he talked, I stuffed a finger into my shorts and traced my wet rim. "I-I'm not moaning! What did you c-call me for?" At the same time, I wrapped my other hand around my cock to gently treat it.

"Oh, sure you're not, but I'm calling to see how my omega is doing since I didn't see you home."

My head popped up. "I'm not an om- gahn!" Too tight!

It was clear by Chandler's tone that he knew I was lying. "Why don't you just worry about your body right now? Do you know what phone sex is?"

"N-no." What teen doesn't?

"Heh. Why don't you just touch yourself however I tell you to, yeah?"

I just want to relieve this pressure. It hurts! I want to cry. "Nm. Yeah!"

I could now hear the enthusiastic amusement in his voice. "I want you to take your hands off of your dick."

"W-What? Why-"

"So you were masturbating to the sound of my voice! Man, what a turn on."

I felt so embarrassed the he found me out, but to think he finds me attractive is rewarding in its own, messed up way.