After Fox went home, I desperately needed to see Volte. Before, Volte had given me the key to his room, telling me I could go in any time I want.
“Volte… I wanna see you…”
My longing grew, and entering a room filled with Volte’s scent… I can’t do it anymore. My heat should’ve ended already—yet my body aches for Volte to the point it hurts.
My body yearns for him.
Even though I knew in my head that it wouldn’t suffice, the bed drenched in Volte’s scent invited me to indulge, and I shed my clothes and touched my energetic shaft.
“Ah, aaah…! Lute, there… touch me, more, please…!”
Every time I pinched my nipples, finger my dripping rear, shaking my hips just for a little bit more friction, I’m reminded of Volte’s long fingers, and the warmth of his large palms.
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I like Volte, and I want to be Volte’s mate. It’s to be expected that I’d regard Fox with fear—I hope to never see him ever again.
“… Aah!”
In the quietness of the room, the only sounds one could hear were my heavy breaths and the bed creaking.
“Haah, nngh… I like, I love you… Lute…”
I want to see Volte. But, I can’t say such a selfish thing to him, who’s incredibly busy. Yearning for Volte, I can’t help but fantasize about his hands on me since a while ago.
…Ah!
“I’m c, coming, coming, coming…nnnngh–!”
Ha, haah, haah… I gasped on the bed, my junior spitting out liquid into my hand. Gradually, my excitement died down, and the heat in my body cooled; I calmed down and suddenly came to my senses.
Shit, this is Volte’s bed.
Reflected in my eyes… are cloudy stains atop previously pristine sheets. I felt guilt and shame at the sight, and heat rushed towards my cheeks.
Before I transferred to this world, I was pretty indifferent when it came to these sexual matters… But all that changed after I became and omega and met my beloved Volte.
“I wanna hug Lute… I wanna kiss him…”
The heat from within built up again. I went for another round… and embarrassedly changed the stained sheets with a new one, before heading to the bathroom.
After a bath, I took one of Volte’s shirts… if I wore it, and slept on his bed… would it feel like I’m being held by him? Caving in to desire, I put it on.
“Lute’s shirt, it’s so big…”
While drying my hair with a towel, I came out of the bathroom and saw… the walk-in closet door open, and Volte walking out of it.
T/N: AaaaaAAAAaaaaaAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 
Omg here comes your man 👀