01-30-2018, 09:16 AM
The fight started without much warning, the alpha had charged him, holding his large two handed sword with the intent to kill. He swung, relatively fast for someone holding such a large sword. Victor knew enough to dodge, knowing he wasn't going to be able to block such powerful blows, especially when he was feeling the way he was. People were screaming from the stands, shouting at him to end the red general as they called him, but he tried his best to tune out the incessant shouting. The alpha was eating up the appraisal and cheers he got, occasionally showing out for his patrons and causing some of the more needy omegas to swoon in the stands. Victor curled his lip in near disgust at how the other omegas were behaving, but he guessed the moment he actually went into heat, he wasn't going to be able to control himself either.
He would let the alpha tire himself out and go in for the kill then. That was how he would handle such opponents... He just had to hope his body held out for that long. His heat was advancing faster than it needed to. He was getting tired and felt sick. It was as though he was burning up and he already felt a faint throbbing between his legs. Part of his mind wandered to some dark places regarding this 'red general' but he kept dodging his attacks, biding his time as he waited for the alpha to tire himself out from all the swinging and slashing he was doing.
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"Come now. Most servants would think you to be mad to turn down such a generous offer." Yuan stated. He didn't think he would refuse in the end. They were drawing closer to the arena by now and he was still waiting for his response. When Arias finally gave him his answer, Yuan nodded approvingly. "A wise decision." He said, smirking. But this smirk faded the moment he saw the other omegas gathered around Tiberius. He narrowed his eyes and approached them, striding across the floor with as much grace as a pregnant omega could have. "What do we have here?" He began as he shoved his way through the others to where he could get into Tiberius's lap, straddling his legs around the king's waist. He gave a fake pout. "I thought I was your favorite my king?.. And here you were... Watching the fight with these... Other omegas?" He wanted to say something different, but he wanted to appear like the innocent victim here. Tiberius laughed. "Not to worry.... I only wished to await your arrival, Yuan.." Tiberius ran his hand through Yuan's long hair which, admittedly made the half-panther melt at his touch. It felt good to him when Tiberius's did that and he couldn't deny it. The other omegas were glaring now, furious. Yuan grinned, pleased with this as he merely kept himself pressed against Tiberius. He shifted so he could watch the fight, reaching for another of the snacks on the platter that Arias carried. "I've decided to promote one the chamber boy's your majesty."
Yuan started up again, this time more serious. He could feel Tiberius's large hand go around his belly, protectively. The king had begun to rub it, sort of sending a shiver up Yuan's spine, but he tried to ignore the waves of pleasure as he didn't want to appear indecent here... Despite the fact that the king made him dress in quite revealing scraps.
"You did?" Tiberius asked. he glanced at Arias and rose a brow. "And where is your other servant?" Yuan shrugged. "He ran off. I suppose he was pregnant for the kitchen boy." Yuan was calm even as he heard a growl rising in Tiberius's throat. Yuan only smiled, moving so he could place a had on Tiberius's cheek. "What's it matter anyway, my lord? You still have me and I am ten times better than everyone else who vies for you invaluable attention." He murmured, planting a kiss against his lips. He should have known Tiberius wouldn't let him go after that as he kissed him back, aggressively. When he finally managed to get away, Tiberius spoke. "Of course, my love." He grinned at Yuan who gave him a highly suggestive look back. Part of him couldn't wait to get to their shared room tonight. He ached for it, especially after that kiss. He tried to hide this, inclining his head and composing himself. Tiberius had gone back to rubbing his large belly. Occasionally Yuan felt the flutter of movement inside, but it wasn't anything worth noting. Looking down at the fight, he could see the alleged alpha, Victor, dodging each and every attack of the red general. He looked to be sluggish, slowed down by something. The way he was hunched suggested a few things... But Yuan only hoped he was wounded and not in heat.
He would let the alpha tire himself out and go in for the kill then. That was how he would handle such opponents... He just had to hope his body held out for that long. His heat was advancing faster than it needed to. He was getting tired and felt sick. It was as though he was burning up and he already felt a faint throbbing between his legs. Part of his mind wandered to some dark places regarding this 'red general' but he kept dodging his attacks, biding his time as he waited for the alpha to tire himself out from all the swinging and slashing he was doing.
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"Come now. Most servants would think you to be mad to turn down such a generous offer." Yuan stated. He didn't think he would refuse in the end. They were drawing closer to the arena by now and he was still waiting for his response. When Arias finally gave him his answer, Yuan nodded approvingly. "A wise decision." He said, smirking. But this smirk faded the moment he saw the other omegas gathered around Tiberius. He narrowed his eyes and approached them, striding across the floor with as much grace as a pregnant omega could have. "What do we have here?" He began as he shoved his way through the others to where he could get into Tiberius's lap, straddling his legs around the king's waist. He gave a fake pout. "I thought I was your favorite my king?.. And here you were... Watching the fight with these... Other omegas?" He wanted to say something different, but he wanted to appear like the innocent victim here. Tiberius laughed. "Not to worry.... I only wished to await your arrival, Yuan.." Tiberius ran his hand through Yuan's long hair which, admittedly made the half-panther melt at his touch. It felt good to him when Tiberius's did that and he couldn't deny it. The other omegas were glaring now, furious. Yuan grinned, pleased with this as he merely kept himself pressed against Tiberius. He shifted so he could watch the fight, reaching for another of the snacks on the platter that Arias carried. "I've decided to promote one the chamber boy's your majesty."
Yuan started up again, this time more serious. He could feel Tiberius's large hand go around his belly, protectively. The king had begun to rub it, sort of sending a shiver up Yuan's spine, but he tried to ignore the waves of pleasure as he didn't want to appear indecent here... Despite the fact that the king made him dress in quite revealing scraps.
"You did?" Tiberius asked. he glanced at Arias and rose a brow. "And where is your other servant?" Yuan shrugged. "He ran off. I suppose he was pregnant for the kitchen boy." Yuan was calm even as he heard a growl rising in Tiberius's throat. Yuan only smiled, moving so he could place a had on Tiberius's cheek. "What's it matter anyway, my lord? You still have me and I am ten times better than everyone else who vies for you invaluable attention." He murmured, planting a kiss against his lips. He should have known Tiberius wouldn't let him go after that as he kissed him back, aggressively. When he finally managed to get away, Tiberius spoke. "Of course, my love." He grinned at Yuan who gave him a highly suggestive look back. Part of him couldn't wait to get to their shared room tonight. He ached for it, especially after that kiss. He tried to hide this, inclining his head and composing himself. Tiberius had gone back to rubbing his large belly. Occasionally Yuan felt the flutter of movement inside, but it wasn't anything worth noting. Looking down at the fight, he could see the alleged alpha, Victor, dodging each and every attack of the red general. He looked to be sluggish, slowed down by something. The way he was hunched suggested a few things... But Yuan only hoped he was wounded and not in heat.