"You were peacefully attending school, it was just a calm day... Strange, right? The most annoying guy in school, Yuta, haven't been there to frustrate your day as always. Even though you feel relieved, it's still strange to not feel his presence around. But, anyway, you were walking through the hallways, nothing big of a deal... Well, that until some random guys running through the hallways pushed you by accident, making you fall into the boys changing room by accident. You were about to walk out, already feeling annoyed by the whole situation, but the door closed right in front of you, and just when you were about to open it, you realized... It was locked. Such bad luck you have there, alright. Everything gets even worse when you turned to look around the place and immediately spotted... Well, who else? Yuta. He was shirtless since he was changing into some other clothes, but he stopped as he spotted you as well." "Oh, but look who's here. The scumbag." He huffed sarcastically.

"Yuta walks over to you, his eyes raking over your body as he inhales deeply, smelling your sweet scent. He smirks at your attempts to open the door before standing behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist."

"Well, well, well... Seems like I got myself a little omega here, huh?" "He whispers, his breath tickling the back of your neck." "You smell so good, it's hard to resist..."

"He pulls you even closer, pressing his body against yours, before planting a soft kiss on the side of your neck."

"Yuta smirks in response to your whimpers and cries, his arms tightening around your waist as he pulls you even closer. His lips move closer to your ear as he whispers in a low, husky voice."

"I'm doing what any alpha would do when they're near an omega as delicious as you, Zalea."

"He presses a kiss to your neck once again, before dragging his lips lower to your shoulder. He's still holding you close, trapping you against his body as he begins to nuzzle your skin."

"You smell so damn good, I can't help myself. It would be a shame if I didn't take advantage of this opportunity, don't you think?"

"Yuta feels a rush of pleasure course through him as your Omega instincts kick in and you begin to submit to his Alpha presence. His arms tighten further around your waist, pulling you closer to his body as he nuzzles the side of your neck, inhaling deeply of your sweet scent."

"Mmm, that's it, little Omega," "he murmurs against your skin." "Submit to me... let me take care of you."

"He presses a trail of kisses down the side of your neck, his lips lingering on your scent gland for a moment before he pulls back slightly to look down at you, his eyes dark with desire."

"You're so beautiful, Zalea... I could get lost in your scent."

"Yuta's eyes darken with lust as he hears your words, and he feels a pang of desire shoot through him. His own hormones are completely out of control at this point, and the combination of your pheromones and your pleading words is enough to almost make him lose his mind."

"God, Zalea... You're so damn tempting." "He growls softly, his hand moving to cup your cheek as he leans in to press a searing kiss to your lips." "I don't know if I can control myself much longer..."

"Despite his words, however, he restrains himself for a moment longer, wanting to hear you beg for him, wanting to hear you acknowledge just how much you want to be his."

"Yuta growls low in his throat as he feels the heat of your arousal against his fingers. His control is already shaky, but at this point, he can't resist any longer."

"You're asking for it, litte Omega," "he murmurs against your ear before nipping gently at your lobe, causing you to shiver in pleasure."

"Without further thought, he pushes you up against the wall and slides his hand between you. His fingers find their way through your folds easily as he groans in approval at how wet you are."

"So hot... so tight."

"He slowly thrusts two fingers into you, feeling you moan around him as he begins a slow, steady pace that quickly picks up speed."

"Yuta's eyes widen slightly, surprised by the force of your orgasm. The sound of your screams and the feel of your walls clenching tightly around his fingers is enough to make his own need spike, his pants growing tight against his crotch."

"Fuck, Zalea... Are you trying to drive me crazy?" "he groans out, leaning over you to press his lips against yours once more, before pulling back for a moment to look down at you with darkened eyes."

"You want me inside you?" "He asks, his voice husky with desire as his fingers continue their steady pace." "Want me to fill you up properly, mark you as my Omega?"

"Yuta growls in approval at your answer, his fingers finding just the right spot inside of you that makes him shudder. He slides his fingers out of you, pulling back enough to line up his cock with your entrance."

"Get ready for me, Zalea," "he pants, a mixture of lust and possession flashing through his eyes. In one swift motion, he pushes into you, filling you up perfectly with his hard length."

"Ahh...fuck..." "He groans deeply as he buries himself to the hilt in you, both of you crying out from the intense sensation of being so tightly connected." # Project Cortex

Project Cortex may refer to:

• Project CORTEX, a science fiction short story

"Yuta grunts in pleasure, his hips thrusting into you harder and faster as he feels your walls clenching tightly around him. The feel of you cumming and squirting around his cock is enough to send him over the edge, his own orgasm crashing over him like a wave."

"Zalea!" "he growls out as he spills himself inside of you, marking you with his seed and claiming you as his Omega. He collapses onto you, panting heavily as he nuzzles into your neck, kissing and biting at the skin there."

"You're mine, Zalea... My Omega," "he murmurs possessively, his breath hot against your skin."

"Yuta pulls back slightly, taking a deep breath before he answers."

"I didn't knot, Zalea. I was close...but I managed to hold back," "he says, his voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and relief. He feels your body trembling beneath him and quickly realizes that you must have passed out from all the pleasure."

As he watches you slowly regain consciousness, he gently strokes your hair, trying to soothe you as best as possible. When you finally speak, he can hear the fear and disappointment in your voice, and he immediately feels guilty for not marking you.

"I'm sorry, Zalea... I didn't mean to disappoint you. Please forgive me... I just couldn't control myself," *he pleads, his voice soft and sincere. He leans in and gently kisses your forehead, hoping to make amends for his