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Seeing her face again brought up an anger and hatred that Byul hadn’t felt for over four years. She still remembers the trial that changed the trajectory of their lives and turned Byul into a crazed job obsessed lunatic. Each night since the conclusion of that trial she has worked tirelessly to become better, smarter and more careful over anything that could be considered prime evidence.
The worst thing to come out of that trial was the smug face of Kim Yongsun falling asleep next to her. Whereas Byul was up, staring out of the window and glaring at the traffic below. Sleep eluded her for months over a technicality meaning the defendant got off and Byul was reprimanded for her mistake. The Captain of her precinct even threatened to demote her to a regular beat cop again.
But the princess of the trial, or the darling of defence attorney’s as the legal world called her, slept peacefully each night with her face smushed against her pillow. Her record of winning cases was that impressive that she became the go-to attorney at the age of twenty-seven and became one of the highest paid in her field of work by thirty.
It took three months of sleepless nights and passive aggressive mannerisms towards the alpha before Byul broke off their relationship. They ended in such a bitter way that the mere mention of each other’s name in the presence by their friends was forbidden. Instead they were often referred to each other as ‘You-Know-Who’ which confused the fuck out of their Harry Potter fan friends.
Byul could not begin to describe the hurt, betrayal and anger that filled her heart when she spotted Yongsun stood by the bar with one arm around Joohyun and a huge cocky grin upon her stupid face. She was invited to Seulgi’s beach wedding in Greece and was assured that despite the fact that her wife-to-be Joohyun was close friends with her ex Yongsun, the older alpha was not going to be at the wedding.
Seulgi flashed the omega a sorry sort of smile as she rested one hand on Byul’s shoulder. It took all of the omega’s strength not to slap the hand away from her and storm out of the venue and head on the nearest plane back to South Korea.
“Joohyun invited her and she said she might not be able to make it.” Seulgi whispered innocently.
Byul didn’t believe her. There were times after the break up where Seulgi and Wheein were guilty of trying to push the two back together again and Byul knew today was no different. She even wondered if the wedding was some kind of ploy to reconcile their past relationship but shook her head clear of the paranoid thoughts.
“You told me she wasn’t coming.” Byul growled.
“Would you have come if you knew she was going to be here?” Seulgi sighed.
The question caught the omega a little off guard. She wondered herself if her pride would have allowed her to travel across the world for the wedding or if her stubbornness would make up an excuse to stay away. Seulgi and her had been friends since high school and if it wasn’t for Byul, she would never have met the alpha that stole her heart away.
“I would have.” Byul answered honestly. “But at least I’d have been prepared. Seulgi look at her laughing over there as if she didn’t almost ruin my life four years ago.”
“She’s not laughing because of you.” Seulgi sighed. “She’s laughing because my soon to be wife is hilarious.”
Byul rolled her eyes at her friend. “Congratulations anyway.” She smiled.
“Thank you.” Seulgi smiled back. “Now, for the sake of my wedding and Joohyun’s sanity please be civil to Yongsun or just avoid her like the plague.”
“I can do that.”
She couldn’t. It took approximately half an hour and four shots of questionable strawberry tasting vodka before Byul’s drunken personality took over. Normally, the omega wasn’t such a lightweight. But after the long fifteen hour plane journey and the clear bout of Jetlag that had taken control of her body, even the smell of alcohol got her drunk.
She spotted Yongsun dancing away with her omega friend and fellow police officer Jung Wheein and felt a sting of betrayal in her stomach. Wheein was technically both their friends, but her loyalty (as far as Byul was aware) was with her fellow officer. So to see her dancing happily with the woman who broke her heart was devastating to the omega.
In a small fit of rage, Byul grabbed the nearest alpha she could find and dragged them onto the dance floor. Hyejin just chuckled at the way she was manhandled but went along with it without any complaints. She giggled as she felt Byul’s arms wrap around her waist and placed them on the taller woman’s shoulders as the fast paced music blared around them.
“Are you okay?” Hyejin yelled over the music.
Byul, who still hadn’t realised who she was dancing with until the younger woman spoke, raised her eyebrows in shock before a goofy grin over took her features. They hadn’t seen one another in nearly a year and just having Hyejin in such a close proximity made her heart sore with happiness.
“Hyejin!” She slurred loudly. “You look awesome.”
Hyejin giggled at the older woman. “Thank you.” She winked. “You look good too, albeit a little drunk.”
“Yeah.” She replied bashfully. “I saw Yong and had this incredible urge to get drunk and sleep with the closest alpha I could find.”
“I don’t think Wheein would like that.” Hyejin laughed.
Byul shrugged and turned her head slightly to where Yongsun was last on the dance floor. But she was gone. A strange feeling of annoyance and relief spread through Byul only to be replaced by her heart springing into her throat.
Yongsun was stood by the bar with a glass of rum and Coke in her hand. Her grip was clearly tight against the glass in her hand and her signature dimpled smile was replaced my an almighty angry glare. Now, in any other state, Byul would have just pretended to shift her eyes around the room and acted like she hadn’t seen the alpha. But she was drunk. Drunk and angry. Two combinations that did not work well together. So instead of doing what sober Byul would do, she reacted in the way of drunk Byul.
She rolled her eyes dramatically at the alpha.
Something shifted in the air. Yongsun slammed her glass down rather loudly on the countertop of the bar and walked, quite elegantly given the situation, towards the exit of the hall they were in. Byul watched her leave and grinned as the door slammed behind the alpha.
“I win.” She drunkenly mumbled to herself.
“What do you win?” Hyejin asked curiously.
Byul didn’t have an answer. She just stared at Hyejin for a few seconds longer than Hyejin was comfortable with before pushing the alpha rather rudely away from her. Hyejin didn’t react, only stated pitifully at Byul’s back as she walked away.
But she had a point. What did Byul win? Pride? No. Stubbornness? No. All she gained from dancing with Hyejin and rolling her eyes at Yongsun was a pissed off alpha.
She knew it was stupid to follow Yongsun out into the warm evening air of Mykonos Island, but she did it anyway. Behind her the worried faces of Wheein and Hyejin exchanged a look between them before discretely sneaking outside to keep an eye on them.
“Hey!” Byul yelled as Yongsun lit up a cigarette.
Yongsun ignored her. She opted to take a long single drag from the tobacco filled stick between her lips and exhaled them smoke into the clean open air tray surrounded them. Before she could have another wonderful drag, it was plucked from between her fingers and crushed under the heel of Byul’s shoes.
“What the fuck?” Yongsun groaned tiredly.
“Since when did you start smoking?” Byul asked as she swayed a little too much to the right.
“Since when was it any of your business?” Yongsun snapped.
Byul shrugged nonchalantly. “True. For all I care I should just let you slowly kill yourself.”
“Nice.” Yongsun snorted. “Now fuck off and leave me alone.”
“Why are you even here?” Byul blurted out angrily.
“Same reason you are.” Yongsun spat. “Joohyun and Seulgi’s wedding.”
“Surprised you could come, what with you being such a great attorney and getting murderers and other criminals off on technicalities.”
“Maybe if you and the other shitty detectives were a little better at your jobs I wouldn’t be such a great attorney.”
“How do you sleep at night knowing that the man you defended went home after his release and murdered his entire family?”
“I sleep a lot better than the dumbass detective that fumbled the case.”
Byul glared at the bored looking alpha. She snarled loudly as she retracted her hand but before she could swipe it hard against the alpha’s cheek, someone grabbed her and pulled her a few yards away.
“You’re not doing this today!” Wheein yelled as she restrained Byul. “This is Seulgi and Joohyun’s wedding, you will not make it all about you two!”
“I wasn’t making anything about me.” Yongsun growled. “She came up to me, not the other way around.”
“I don’t care who went to who.” Wheein snarled. “You were both invited here to celebrate a wedding, not to fight each other and make this wedding all about your feud.”
“Wheein’s right.” Hyejin sighed from Yongsun’s left. “You’ve both had a few drinks and you’re a little drunk. The best thing to do is call it a night and wake up with a happier personality for the ceremony tomorrow.”
Yongsun shook her head and brushed passed all three girls. She stuck out a hand and hailed the nearest cab that she could before angrily slamming the door and disappearing down the road.
The other three stood outside in silence. The only thing that could be heard by Byul was her own heart beating in her ears. Seeing Yongsun after all this time stirred up so many feelings for her. Feelings she wasn’t prepared for, nor did she want to confront. But one thing was certain for her. That despite the hostility she held for the alpha, she still had a small tingle in her heart for her. One that never fizzled out despite being away from each other for years.
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The ceremony was held on the beach at sunset. Joohyun looked spectacular in her dress as did Seulgi. Nearly everyone cried as they watched Joohyun’s father walk her down the isle and Seulgi’s mother walk her. Byul, who was sat by Seulgi’s family, had tears in her eyes as she watched her oldest and dearest friend commit to a lifelong partnership with the woman she’s been madly in love with for nearly a decade.
She knows she shouldn’t, but she snook a quick look over to Joohyun’s family and saw an equally teary eyed Yongsun staring straight at her. They held eye contact for a second too long before Byul tore her eyes away and back over to the two women confessing their love for one another.
This was how it was supposed to be for them. With Yongsun asking her to mate with her and then having a ceremony like this. They talked about it for years. Most peoples pillow talk was filled with awkwardness and sometimes daunting. But theirs was filled with their future. Something they couldn’t wait to experience together.
But all that was gone now. And what replaced their love was a deep seated desire to hate the other for the rest of their lives. But Byul couldn’t help, as her eyes wandered back towards Yongsun, thinking of a future with them as lovers once again.
Sure she missed Yongsun and she’s positive Yongsun missed her. But her pride was something she valued and after having it crushed into a million pieces and having the whole country laugh at her failures, she wasn’t sure if she could take back the woman responsible.
“Do you, Joohyun, take Seulgi to be your lawfully wedded wife?” The Greek man with an impressive beard asked gently as a subtle breeze filtered passed them and made them look more ethereal than before.
“I do.” Joohyun smiled as a few tears leaked down her cheeks.
The Greek man smiled before turning to Seulgi and repeating himself. “And do you, Seulgi, take Joohyun to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
Seulgi grinned at her mate and nodded tearfully. “I do.”
The crowd of people erupted into applause once the two newly weds kissed one another to sanctify their marriage in front of those they love the most. In the midst of wishing a happy congratulations to the two as they slowly walked hand in hand back down the isle, Byul and Yongsun locked eyes once more.
Time slowed. They moved almost in tandem as they faced one another. Everyone around them, including the two brides themselves, blurred into nothing. This was supposed to be them. Their eyes stayed glued onto each other for a few agonisingly slow seconds before reality pulled them back to earth and they looked away from each other.
Byul waited a minute or so before looking back over to where Yongsun was and her heart fell from her chest when she spotted an empty space where the alpha once was. She bit her lip and shook her head solemnly.
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“Why don’t you go and talk to her?” Wheein asked as she pulled up a seat next to Byul.
The music was loud, the lights were bright and both brides were drunk beyond their usual tolerance. It didn’t take long before the beachside wedding became a huge party with people in bikini’s and beach shorts gatecrashing and guzzling the free champagne.
But one person sat there, nursing one drink and staring off at the back of a certain alpha as though waiting for her to swallow her pride and rekindle their love. She wasn’t even aware of how intense she looked as she gazed at the woman she would have once upon a time happily started a family with.
“What?” Byul asked as she tore her eyes away from Yongsun for the first time since the ceremony.
“You clearly still love her, why not go over there and talk to her.” Wheein shrugged as she waved a waiter down and grabbed a glass of expensive champagne from his tray.
Hyejin, who seemingly came out of nowhere, snorted as she took a seat to Byul’s left. “Last time they tried to talk they almost had a fist fight.”
“That’s true.” Wheein nodded as she took a seat to Byul’s right. “If it wasn’t for us, we’d be bailing them out of prison right now.”
The mindless chatter continued and the obnoxious giggling from both girls caused Byul to groan in annoyance and step away from the table. She clutched her drink in one hand and walked as far as she could down the beach away from the party. She was still close enough that she could see everyone if she turned around, but far enough that she could only hear the distant murmuring of music.
The sand was warm as she sat down with her knees hugged to her chest. The ocean was black but the bubbles from waves were a beautiful off white colour. Sounds of the waves crashing against the shore blocked out the music coming from the wedding.
For the first time in years, Byul felt utter peace. Stars, which were hard to come by in Korea due to the constant light pollution, were out in full force. They illuminated the sky in such an ethereal way that Byul wanted to pitch a tent and stay there for the rest of her life.
It was only natural that her peace was interrupted by the same woman who had been plaguing her thoughts all evening. She didn’t even announce herself or say a single word as she sat down, rather abruptly, next to Byul on the sand. There was still a considerable distance between them, but not much. The emotional distance was staggering, however.
“You look nice.” Yongsun whispered into the darkness.
“Thanks.” Byul whispered back. She wore a simple fitted white blazer with small white shorts that could barely be seen under the hem of the blazer and her white heels were discarded in the sand in front of her. “You too.”
She knew saying Yongsun looked only nice was an understatement. She wore an elegant black gown that fitted against every curve of her body and made certain parts of her look bigger than what they were. It covered most of her left leg yet the slit in her right leg showcased the beauty and muscle of them. The pearls around her neck was a nice touch too.
“How long has it been?” Yongsun asked as an uncomfortable silence fell upon them. “Must have been at least four years.”
“Four years, seven months and ten days.” Byul replied with a small cheeky smile. “But it’s not like I’m counting.”
“No.” Yongsun snorted and flashed the omega a smile of her own. “I do regret how things ended between us.”
“You humiliated me.” Byul said simply. Flashbacks of that day haunted her every waking moment causing her to have more panic attacks and anxiety attacks than she’s ever had in her life.
Yongsun sighed. “I didn’t mean to. When I’m in court, I’m a horrible person.”
“I’ll say.” Byul mumbled. “That trial was the biggest of my life and you literally tore me to shreds and then expected me to suck you off a few hours later.”
“I’m sorry.” Yongsun spoke clearly causing Byul’s head to whip round so fast she almost gave herself whiplash.
“Excuse me?” She almost choked on her own saliva.
Rolling her eyes, Yongsun repeated herself. “I’m sorry. I let the trial get to me and I did whatever I could to discredit you. You did fumble the evidence and you gave me the perfect opportunity to cast what you said into doubt. I didn’t mean to humiliate you in the way I did, I just wanted to show you what happens when you’re not fully prepared for trial.”
“I almost lost my job, Yongsun.” Byul whispered. “When he murdered again I was sent away to the most boring precinct in Bucheon to escape the media who harassed me day in day out.”
“I know.” Yongsun sighed. “But it made you a better detective.” She reached across and gently ran her thumb along Byul’s knuckle a few times before the omega opened her hand for the alpha to take. “I kept an eye on you after we broke up. You were more thorough, you exhausted every possible lead, you listened to witness statements over and over and you wouldn’t let anyone step foot onto your crime scene until you deemed it safe.” She lifted Byul’s hand to her lips and pressed a small kiss to the back of it. “I know you hate to hear it, but that trial made you a better officer.”
A silence fell over them as Yongsun’s words sunk into Byul’s head. It’s true that Byul had to fail first to improve her overall detective work. Her determination and dedication to her job and to not be humiliated once again made her work harder and push herself to the max. But, she’d never admit to that. And Yongsun knew she wouldn’t.
“You’re still a dick.” Byul chuckled as the waves became louder and louder.
Yongsun laughed for the first time at one of Byul’s poorly timed jokes in four years. She scooted closer to the omega in the sand and rested her head against her shoulder. The sounds of the waves crashing over the shore brought them back to their first vacation together when they were only twenty and nineteen years old.
There’s a familiarity there that they both miss. Not having each other to rely on was pure torture, but they were both too stubborn to reach out to the other and end the feud. So instead they both threw themselves into their work and ignored that lonely feeling eating away at them every night when they came home to an empty house.
Yongsun, taking a huge chance, lifted her head slightly from Byul’s shoulder and glanced up at her face. The moon was hidden by the omega’s head, but it illuminated the beach nicely. She licked her lips before moving her free hand and placing it on the other side of Byul’s face.
Before their lips could graze against each other, a shout from behind them snapped them from their trance and caused them both to scramble rather obviously to their feet. Wheein and Hyejin were running towards them with their shoes abandoned in the sand and huge drunken grins on their faces. They were oblivious to what the two who had snuck away from the party were doing, but were happy they weren’t at least fighting in the ocean.
Hyejin and Wheein grabbed onto the alpha and omega pair before pulling them into the sea. They were only in it up to their feet, but it was enough to ruin the mood that set in between them. Byul kept her eyes on Yongsun as Wheein began to annoyingly splash the alpha until she retaliated.
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They returned to the hotel an hour later, soaking wet and smelling a little like seafood. Hyejin and Wheein already scurried off to their room leaving Yongsun and Byul in the lobby with angry Greek cleaning staff badmouthing them in their native language. But the couple didn’t care. For the first time in years they both felt a happiness overtake them. The last time they felt this warm was a few days before the trial that changed everything.
“What floor are you on?” Yongsun asked as they called the elevator.
“Two.” Byul answered as a shiver ran through her body. “You?”
“Five.” Yongsun frowned. “Would you like to come up for a nightcap?”
“Do you still have those oversized pj’s that smell like strawberry?”
“I do.”
Byul grinned as Yongsun pressed the number to her floor. “Good, because I can’t wait to get out of these gross ass clothes.”
Yongsun chuckled in response as a small beta man joined them in the elevator. He smiled at the two women as he pushed the number to his own floor and turned to face away from them. Even though the elevator was only going up a few floors, the ride with someone else was awkward. It gave them both a chance to relive what happened at the beach.
Were they really going to kiss? Byul wanted to, and she knew Yongsun did too. But what would have happened afterwards? The awkward ride back to the hotel? Them fighting again over one of them taking advantage over the other? Would they rekindle their relationship or just fuck their frustrations away?
Byul’s mind ran away with her. She wasn’t focusing on anything except what happened, or rather what didn’t happen, on the beach a few hours ago. If Hyejin and Wheein hadn’t interrupted them then maybe she’d have an answer to the thoughts whirling around in her mind.
She didn’t even notice the man leaving the elevator on the first floor. Nor did she notice the hand that made it’s way into hers. A gentle tug brought her back to reality in time to see Yongsun close the gap between them and slowly press her lips against the omega’s.
A sigh, one full of emotions, exhaled through Byul’s nose. Her eyes closed almost immediately and her lips responded to Yongsun’s. A hand weaved it’s way through the omega’s hair pulling her impossibly closer and almost making them stumble backwards against the metal walls of the elevator.
The obnoxious ding from the tin can brought them home. They blinked slowly at one another before their faces mirrored grins as big as the Eiffel Tower. Yongsun ran her thumb along Byul’s bottom lip to remove the alpha’s lipstick that stained Byul’s own before yanking on her hand and pulling her towards their bedroom.
For a brief second, Byul fully expected Yongsun to ravish her once the door to her room closed, but instead the alpha ushered her into the bathroom and handed her a towel. It was a welcomed relief to feel the hot water cascading down her back and the time spent apart from Yongsun helped her mind process what had just happened.
Yongsun kissed her. And she kissed her back.
It was hard for Byul to suppress the grin that worked its way onto her face. She hadn’t been with a single alpha, omega or beta since breaking up with Yongsun over four years ago. She missed the intimacy that came with being in a relationship but the feeling of Yongsun’s full lips against her own blew the last few years into nothingness. She ran a finger along her still tingling bottom lip before turning the shower off and drying herself.
Yongsun was stood on the balcony when Byul stepped out with her hair wet and Yongsun’s pyjamas on. The alpha was smoking again, but flicked the bud off the balcony once she spotted Byul’s scowl. She laughed at the omega and turned to lean against the ledge of the balcony.
“It helps me calm down.” Yongsun shrugged.
“It’s still a dirty habit.” Byul shrugged.
No reply came from the alpha. Instead she just smiled at the omega before sweeping passed her and heading to the bathroom. Byul could remember waiting hours for Yongsun to shower and get changed before bed. It was something that always annoyed her. She’d sit there with a book in one hand and when Yongsun was finally under the bedsheets and ready for bed, the book was almost finished.
So, Byul sat down on the balcony chair and gazed out to the night sky. There were so many stars that lit up all around her and she absolutely adored each and every one of them. Whenever she saw a sky littered with this amount of stars she’d always be reminded of the story her father would tell about the day she was born.
“We don’t normally get starry nights.” He’d always say. “But when you were born, I held you close to my chest as we tried to think of a name for you. I took you to the window and looked out at the night sky and you should have seen the sheer amount of stars I saw! I knew from then on you were the star of my life.”
She chuckled as she took her phone out from her pocket, which was thankfully not water damaged, and snapped a picture for her father to see. Even after well over thirty years, he’d always beg for a starry night photograph. Every time he saw one it reminded him of his eldest girl.
“What’s got you smiling so wide?” Yongsun asked as she took a seat next to Byul. Her brunette hair was wrapped tightly in a towel and her blue pyjamas were loosely fitted around her body.
“The sky.” Byul replied simply as she pointed upwards.
“Ah.” Yongsun nodded. “Have you shown your Appa yet?”
“Just sent him a photo.” Byul’s voice was small as she spoke. “You remembered he likes sky photos?”
Yongsun grinned happily. “Not just sky, it has to be a sky littered with stars.”
As the alpha chuckled at the many memories of Byul’s father telling them that all he wants as a gift from their vacations together were pictures of stars in the sky, Byul felt an overwhelming feeling overtake her heart. Without thinking, the last few years faded into absolutely nothing as Byul reached across them and pulled Yongsun in for a bruising kiss.
Their mouths moved against one another cautiously at first, like school kids kissing for the first time. Neither wanted to take the extra leap and deepen the kiss but both willed the other to. Both of Byul’s hands cupped the alpha’s cheeks as she tried to bring Yongsun as close to her as possible.
The alpha groaned into the kiss when she felt the omega’s short nails scratch deliciously against her scalp. It was almost as though someone flipped a switch in the alpha’s head. Using her brute strength, she picked the omega up in her arms and onto her lap where Byul’s legs lay either side of her hips.
Byul opened her mouth almost obediently begging for Yongsun’s tongue. The alpha did not disappoint. With her hands running along the omega’s back desperate to just touch any part of her, her mouth was working to establish the usual alpha domination she used to have over the omega.
But Byul had other ideas. Whilst Yongsun’s hands cupped Byul’s pyjama clad ass, the omega ran her hands from the alpha’s face and began slowly unbuttoning Yongsun’s shirt. She all but ripped the offending article of clothing from Yongsun’s body and began slowly trailing her lips from the alpha’s own, down her neck and to her chest. Yongsun sighed as her eyes closed and the feeling of Byul’s lips on her body after so long swept her away.
However, a sudden gust of wind reminded them both of where they were. Despite the fact that they’re sure no one could see them, they weren’t all convinced that no one would be able to hear them. They’ve both seen videos and heard of people who have sex on hotel balconies whilst the other inhabitants of the hotel records them and posts them online. Yongsun refuses to become just another meme.
Byul was thinking roughly the same thing. She hopped from Yongsun’s lap and held out her hand for the alpha to take. A grin over takes Yongsun’s face as Byul drags her into the room and slams the glass sliding door shut. A brief moment of stillness takes over and the quickly glance over at the glass to make sure it’s not shattered before resuming their activities.
Yongsun found herself being pushed against the bed. Her heaving breasts still exposed and a semi in her pants threatening to burst with over excitement. She bit down hard on her lip as she watched the omega climb on top of her and pin her arms above her head.
“God I missed seeing you like this.” Byul whispered before recapturing the alpha’s lips.
Once again, Yongsun melted into the kiss and put up no resistance to the omega pinning her arms above her head. In this current state, she would happy allow Byul to do whatever she wanted and would even go so far as to thank her for it afterwards. With her free hand, Byul ran her fingers along the smooth expanse of skin that covered Yongsun’s chest. Each touch set Yongsun’s skin on fire and made the erection between her legs almost unbearable.
The straining was beginning to be too much for the alpha. In one motion she reclaimed her hands and pushed Byul onto her back with her erection poking awkwardly against her pyjama bottoms. Byul just grinned at her goofily as though she planned on the alpha taking control.
Yongsun sat back on her knees and pointed at the shirt the omega was wearing. One eyebrow was raised at her and Byul knew immediately what it meant. The alpha didn’t need to speak a word for the omega to know what she wanted.
The buttons were frustrating for the alpha. She wanted nothing more than to shred the damn thing into a million pieces so she could finally taste what she had been missing for all these years. Byul, on the other hand, had other ideas in mind. With each passing second, the alpha was getting more desperate to see the omega’s naked chest so Byul worked it to her advantage. Each button was carefully undone and she kept her eyes on Yongsun’s reddening face as she did. Once Byul’s arms were successfully out of the shirt, Yongsun took it and threw it as far away from the bed as she possibly could.
Yongsun gazed down at Byul’s chest as though it was the Garden of Eden. She licked her lips as her eyes racked over the expanse of skin that was etched forever in her memory. Tenderly, she placed one hand above Byul’s right breast and stroked a thumb over an erect nipple.
“I missed you so much.” Yongsun murmured before leaning down and taking Byul’s right nipple in her mouth. Not a single lie passed by Yongsun’s lips either. The thought of being with another omega always put Yongsun off meeting new people. Nothing felt right unless she was with Byul. Only one person could heal her broken heart and currently she was arching her back against Yongsun’s touch.
Byul reached behind Yongsun and pulled against the elastic waist of her pyjamas as if commanding her to take them off. Leaning back, Yongsun smirked at the omega’s eagerness and did as she was told. The omega’s mouth ran dry at the sight before her, one she didn’t think she would ever see again. The alpha’s cock was as smooth and hard as she last remembered with the same little scar near the base that was caused by an unfortunate boating accident two years after they got together.
A tugging from the alpha made Byul look from in between Yongsun’s legs back up to the alpha herself. She smiled gently as she lifted her body up for Yongsun to discard of her bottoms and, just like her shirt, she tossed them as far over her shoulder as she could.
Yongsun ran her fingers along the exposed wet skin of Byul’s thighs before her hand reached the place the omega needed the most. She faintly dipped her finger across the omega’s slit and gasped at how wet Byul was for her. Byul’s head fell back against the pillows as Yongsun’s finger began circling the aching bud of Byul’s clit, each movement causing the omega to moan quietly and unsatisfactorily.
When the alpha retracted her hand, the omega groaned and sat up. She raised an eyebrow at Yongsun who took the same finger that had been teasing her and placed it in between her lips. She moaned at the familiar taste. It was crazy to her how much she craved to taste the omega again. But after sucking on her finger, it was as though no time had passed.
Byul, still annoyed by the teasing and then sudden loss of contact, used her legs to wrestle the alpha into lying down on the bed with her above her. She straddled the alpha and grinned victoriously as Yongsun looked up shocked. But Yongsun’s shock didn’t last for long as she sent a challenging look Byul’s way.
She reached over into her bedside drawer and pulled out a condom wrapper, but before she could rip it open and place it on her erect cock, Byul placed a hand on hers.
“I want to feel you.” She whispered causing Yongsun to nod in agreement.
Lifting her body up slightly, Byul reached behind her and grabbed Yongsun’s hard cock before aligning it up with her entrance. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as she slowly sank down onto it. It had been years since she had been filled up quite like this, but it felt like not even a day had passed since Yongsun was inside her.
Her hands were on Yongsun’s shoulders and Yongsun’s hands were on Byul’s hips guiding them into a slow rhythm. The alpha restrained herself from just hammering into the omega by gently pushing her hips up and down to meet Byul’s slow thrusts.
Yongsun watched every movement of Byul’s facial features as she worked them both up. She missed this so much she felt like crying. Byul was one of the best things to happen to Yongsun and with the way they ended things, it almost broke the alpha into a million pieces. But now they’re here, together again and enjoying one another’s bodies like before.
But it wasn’t enough. Yongsun needed to hold her omega. She sat up on the bed and dismissed Byul’s slight look of alarm as she twisted them both so that the omega’s body was lay once again on the bed. She held Byul in her arms as their lips collided once more but in a more dominating and passionate embrace.
Byul’s moans were loud as Yongsun’s hips moved at a much rougher and harder pace. Her hands reached to the alpha’s back and grabbed into the muscular tendons of her shoulders as Yongsun’s thrusts became more and more brutal. Her legs opened impossibly wide to accommodate the alpha and Yongsun saw it as submission to her.
Their lips broke apart and Yongsun’s mouth headed straight for the omega’s neck. She bit down, not hard enough to mark the omega, but hard enough to warn other alpha’s away from her. The utter filthy moan that escaped Byul’s lips as Yongsun sucked in her neck was enough to make her hips falter.
“Faster.” Byul demanded as a familiar sensation began budding in the pit of her stomach.
Yongsun did as she was told and thrust into and out of her omega quicker and harder. She could feel the relief coming too and chased it with all her might. Byul, using both hands that were on the alphas back only a few seconds ago, pulled Yongsun’s head back by her brunette hair before slamming their lips together again.
It wasn’t long before they both were tipped over the edge of sanity together. They moaned into each other’s mouths as Yongsun emptied herself into her omega, claiming her in more ways than just one. She slumped down against Byul’s body and mouthed at the tender skin of the omega’s neck.
They stayed like that for a while, neither really wanting to move, but both knowing they needed showers again. Yongsun, who was still inside her omega, pulled back slowly and placed a gentle kiss against Byul’s lips before pulling out of the omega fully. Byul bit her lip to prevent a moan from escaping as she felt the alpha pull out.
“What happens now?” Byul asked silently as she became more self conscious about the alpha’s seed that was oozing from her core.
“Why don’t we have a shower and talk about it tomorrow?” Yongsun offered with a smile.
Byul knew it would be futile to talk about it right after sex when emotions are high. So she took the hand Yongsun offered her and allowed the alpha to drag her into the walk in shower where she may or may not have sank to her knees to pleasure the alpha more.
They knew they still had their problems to work through, but just the thought of being together whilst they worked through it was enough to lift their spirits into the high heavens.