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''Phi Perth, please, it's-''
Perth cups Santa's face between his hands, brushing away the perspiration dotting his temples. Behind the omega, Ohm didn't look like he was doing any better, but he sure as hell was in fucking heaven - eyes screwed shut, wide hands grasping the omega's tiny hips as he pummeled his cock into Santa's ass. If Perth then that watching his best friend fuck his omega was going to be so hot, he'd have tried to convince Ohm way earlier. He understands Ohm's reluctance, especially since everyone in the company knows that Santa is off-limits. No one would be stupid enough to get between an alpha who's head-over-heels for his omega. Perth doesn't know exactly when Ohm's feelings for Santa grew, but it was bound to happen. With how often the trio have been hanging out these days, Santa has been just as clingy towards Ohm as he already is with Perth. He likes it when the older ones pay attention to him, or how Perth's and Ohm's protective nature comes to the surface even though they know that Santa isn't completely helpless at taking care of himself.
''How does Ohm's cock feel inside you, baby?''
Santa had noticed it first. It was the gradual change from brotherly hugs to something more...affectionate. His touch would linger and when Ohm snaps out of it, there'd be that look of guilt on his face. He also started making up excuses to distance himself from both Perth and Santa. Perth wanted to see how long his best friend could keep this up, but he couldn't bear to torment Ohm in that manner. So Perth confronted him. No hostility. No jealousy. Simply a straight to the point, ''Ohm, do you like Santa?''. Who wouldn't be smitten by Santa? Physically, he had a built that most alphas would lust for. Petite enough to be manhandled. Alluring, with curves in all the right places. Personality wise, Perth couldn't deny that although Santa may look like the overly submissive sort, he still had a feistiness in him that Perth found hot.
''So good.'' Santa breathes out, drunk on the high of being passed between two alphas. ''Just as good as yours.''
Perth has already had his turn with Santa earlier on, so he's content to sit and watch while Ohm gives his beautiful horny omega a good fucking. Santa's thighs are glistening wet from both Perth's and Ohm's cum that had trickled out, but it's not enough for them to stop. They've been at this for the past two hours, locked away in Perth's bedroom. This was one of the perks of staying alone and Perth has never been more glad that his mother had insisted on moving out because she wanted a space on her own and to allow Perth his space.
''You weren't kidding when you said he knows how to milk a cock to perfection.''
''Why do you think I'm always so horny these days?''
Santa blushes at how they're talking about him as if he isn't even there, whimpering when Ohm pulls him into an upright position. The alpha lowers himself back onto the sofa, guiding the omega to sit on his cock once more. The new position allows Perth the fantastic view of Santa with his legs held apart, Ohm's rigid cock sliding in and out of the pink wet hole. They're giving his poor little ass a break for now, and Perth's already thinking of what sort of excuse he can give Mae Add to excuse Santa from his schedules tomorrow. Santa rests his body weight against Ohm, his head lolling back against the alpha's shoulders. His chest is flushed pink, his omega cock that's positioned right above his clit leaking heavily as it bobs in the air. Perth's only generous enough to share Santa with Ohm, because he has explicit trust in his best friend. They're almost like brothers and if Perth thinks about it, they've grown up sharing almost everything together.
''Fuck, you're really so...'' Ohm pants against Santa's temple, one hand snaking around the omega's waist to toy with his clit. ''I'm going to have to buy Perth a very expensive present.''
Perth chuckles, fisting his own cock while he watches his precious little omega squirm and squirt over another man's cock. His gaze shifts to Ohm's phone that's recording the entire encounter, fully confident that when they rewatch it later, it's going to end up being another long night for them.
''Phi.'' Santa struggles to lift his head up, his eyes half-lidded with pure want. ''Will you let P'Ohm knot me?''
A dribble of precum oozes from the slit of Perth's cock at that question, so innocently asked yet laced with such sultriness.
''You'll have to ask P'Ohm yourself if he wants to, baby.''
Ohm stops long enough to properly look at Perth, disbelief coloring his voice, ''...you'd let me?''
''He's not in heat. It's fine.'' Perth shares a heated look with Santa, both of them sharing a mutual understanding. ''It's still fine even if he's in heat. Isn't that right, baby?''
''Did I die mid-fuck or something?'' Ohm's head falls back against the headrest of the sofa when Santa steadies both feet on the sofa, finding the right balance before he starts to properly fuck himself on Ohm's cock. He's just as generously well-endowed as Perth is, so it's double the bliss for the omega.
''P'Ohm, you heard what P'Perth said. Will you knot me, please?''
His little omega was using that voice - the sweet pleading one that he often uses with Perth when he wants (or needs) something to go his way. Ninety-nine percent of the time, Perth stands no chance against it. He never plans on saying 'no' anyway, only doing it because it's fun when Santa starts thinking of little (devious) ways to make him say yes. Santa does have Perth twisted around his little finger, and he really has no complaints about that. His own excitement is obvious when the motions of Ohm's movements becomes jerkier, the alpha's knot beginning to form. And though Santa's no stranger to being knotted, the first few seconds are always the most painful. He sucks in a sharp breath, thighs trembling when the knot locks them into place together. Ohm's cock pulses repeatedly, generously filling up the half-dazed omega. Santa twitches, allowing his head to fall back on Ohm's shoulder so that the alpha can reward him with a sloppy kiss. They're both panting hard when they pull away. Perth stands up and walks over to the sofa, affectionately cupping his omega's cheek.
Completely blissed out, Santa kisses the center of his palm, ''Did you like watching me, phi?''
''Always.''
Behind Santa, Ohm chuckles as if he can't believe that he's knotted to Perth's precious omega.
''Have you thought of what you want yet?''
''Not yet.'' Perth grins at his best friend. ''I'm in no rush. Santa isn't going anywhere. You're free to use him as and when you want.''
''Lucky Santa that he has such a generous alpha, hm?'' Ohm murmurs against Santa's ear.
''P'Perth is only generous if it's you, P'Ohm.'' Santa threads his fingers through Perth's, giving it an appreciative squeeze. ''He wouldn't even let me change my shirt if I'm in a changing room with someone that isn't him.''
It's certainly not news that Perth is very territorial when it comes to Santa. There's only a handful of people that Perth trusts when it comes to his omega, and those people would be his own circle of friends and Santa's beloved phi(s) from JASPER. Other than that, there's a very clear boundary that's not to be crossed. About fifteen minutes passes before Ohm's knot finally shrinks, and though Perth would like his turn since he had gotten really turned on watching them fuck, he knows that Santa has had enough for now. Santa would no doubt want to make him feel good, but a good responsible alpha knows when to stop. Instead, he pulls on a clean pair of sweatpants and offers Ohm a change of clothes that he can change into once he's showered. Santa yawns, blinking up blearily at Perth before smiling at him softly.
''Did you enjoy it, phi?''
Perth kneels before the sofa, gently caressing the omega's hair. ''It was just as hot as I thought it'd be. More importantly, how was it for you?''
''I liked it. Both of you taking turns with me.'' Santa turns onto his side before lifting himself up on an elbow. ''I felt like I couldn't get enough of it. And to have you and P'Ohm knot me...'' He places a hand over his flat belly, the color trickling into his cheeks.
The pair share a languid kiss, Perth getting carried away as he pushes Santa onto his back once more.
''Phi, I...''
Perth's hand skirts downwards, feeling the growing wetness between the omega's legs.
''Already? Did Ohm and I not satisfy you enough?'' Perth slides his lips over the curve of Santa's jawline. ''My baby's been getting really greedy these days.''
''That's because you never say no to me, P'Perth.''
They share another kiss, but it's kept slightly more chase this time round. Ohm exits the en-suite bathroom, boxer shorts hung low on his hips and a towel slung around his neck.
''I'm running a bath for him. It should be filled up in a few minutes.'' Ohm comes to stand next to the sofa, smiling indulgently at the sleepy-eyed omega. ''You did so well today, Ta.'' It used to be 'Santa', or 'nong', because Ohm didn't want to assume that Perth would let just anyone address the omega as 'Ta'. It was only after Perth assured him that he could do so that he started calling Santa by his nickname.
''Thank you, phi.''
Perth casts a look at his best friend, ''You can kiss him if you want to.''
''I-'' Flustered, Ohm opens his mouth to say something. He tries again. ''I feel like I've already crossed a million and one lines just by being here, Perth.''
''Ohm, you're overthinking it.''
Perth and Ohm will discuss what this means for the three of them, but for now, he just wants Ohm to stop thinking way too much. Realizing that Perth was really giving him permission to kiss Santa, Ohm lowers himself down onto the sofa. Both Santa and he inch closer towards each other, Ohm delicately cupping the back of the omega's head. They start off slow and clumsy, Santa unused to kissing someone who isn't Perth. Just like that kiss with Perth, it doesn't take long before it eases into something so much more heated, so much so that Ohm has to pull himself away.
''Fuck.'' Ohm looks down at his tented boxers.
''Welcome to my life.''