Dolls Chapter 1.10

At Noah’s words, a relieved smile spread across the faces of AE70 and OE70. It was a relief that their master would take care of him. Hearing OE70’s voice as he grabbed AE70’s sleeve, Noah let out a small scoff. Take care? Who’s taking care of whom? Noah still couldn’t stand these “fakes” who, with faces identical to his own, spouted such foolish words.

The alphas and omegas created in the likeness of their master would return to the lab once they fulfilled their roles. Their role was, quite simply, to “produce children.” No matter how many children were born, once the number set by the master was met, the alphas and omegas were collected by the lab.

“Collected” was just a polite term for disposal. Not a single alpha or omega had ever returned to the lab after being taken by their master. The lab’s alphas and omegas believed they were simply living happily by their master’s side, unaware of what truly happened to them. The only ones who knew were the researchers in the lab.

Noah hated the idea of beings with his face mating and producing children, but what he hated even more was that they were discarded like trash. That’s why he intended to keep the “fakes” apart as much as possible. If they were together, their rut or heat cycles would inevitably lead them to crave each other and conceive children.

He planned to keep them separated as long as possible, ideally forever, to prevent them from mating. His intention was to simply neglect them and endure, but unexpectedly, he ended up bringing an omega who resembled his fiancée.

“Damn it… Adrian.”

Noah muttered a curse under his breath toward Adrian as he lifted Joy into his arms.

“Hnngh!”

As Noah approached, Joy’s trembling body jolted noticeably, letting out a moan as Noah’s hands touched him. When Joy, cradled in Noah’s arms, looked up at him, Noah’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he froze for a moment.

“Hnngh… Noah…”

[Ha… Noah…]

Noah, captivated by the omega looking at him with the same expression as her—the one who had whispered to him in a feverish voice from their bed—bit his lip hard. Holding Joy, Noah’s steps quickened as he left the room.

Watching his retreating figure, AE70 and OE70 leaned against each other, letting out sighs of relief.

*

“Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah!!!”

Jace screamed hysterically, throwing the objects on his desk. It was his item. An experimental subject that he would never yield to anyone. A subject created solely to smile for him, to lean against him, to cry for him alone. Yet, that subject had been staring intently at Noah, not him, in the showroom. And worse, Noah had taken it away. That Noah Seyfried had taken his Joy.

“Aaaaaaah!”

[Ahh… hnn… darling… darling… it feels good…]

The thought of Joy crying under Noah the way he had cried under Jace made his heart tighten painfully. Being robbed of something once was enough. This time, he had created a perfect Joy just for himself, and he couldn’t let it be taken away like this.

Jace put on his lab coat and headed to the laboratory.

*

“Hnngh… haa…”

Noah set Joy, who was panting heavily, onto the bed and stood there, staring at him for a long time. The white sack-like clothing couldn’t fully cover Joy’s writhing body. With every heavy breath, his protruding nipples became visible through the fabric, and as he rubbed his knees against the bedsheet, his lower parts were visibly soaked.

His feverish body flushed red, and his hot breaths moistened his lips. The moans escaping through those wet lips made it seem as though it wasn’t an omega lying on the bed but his deceased fiancée.

Even more incomprehensible was the faint scent emanating from that body. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus kept brushing against Noah’s nose. The scent made his lower abdomen heat up, causing him to bite his lips repeatedly.

Why?

As Noah looked at Joy lying there, asking himself this question internally, Joy spoke in a faint, trembling voice.

“…Take… me…”

“What?”

Unable to make out the faint voice, Noah asked, and Joy, writhing and with a tearful expression, barely managed to squeeze out his words.

“To Daddy… take… me… please…”

“Daddy?”

“Hnngh… yes… Daddy… Daddy…”

Noah’s brow furrowed. What did it mean for an experimental subject to have a parent?

“Daddy? There’s no such thing.”

“Daddy… Jay… Jace…”

“What?”

“Jace… Mil… ler…”

At the mention of Jace’s name from Joy’s lips, Noah let out a scoffing “Hah.”

“You’re calling Jace Miller your Daddy?”

At Noah’s words, confusion clouded Joy’s face. Soon, tears welled up and fell as he spoke again.

“To Daddy… I want… to go…”

Joy’s crying face looked so pitiful that Noah, without realizing it, brushed back Joy’s sweat-soaked hair. When he kissed the exposed round forehead, the osmanthus scent grew stronger. Joy’s body trembled even more, writhing intensely.

“No… the scent… the scent… why…”

Noah looked at Joy, who was crying about the scent, with a calm gaze. Was this child feeling the same scent he was? Why? What was this scent?

As a cold glint appeared in Noah’s eyes, Joy began to sob. Perhaps in desperation, his halting words came faster.

“Please. Take me to Daddy. I’m begging you, please.”

“Why should I?”

At Noah’s words, Joy’s pupils shook uncontrollably.

“Joy is…”

“Joy?”

Noah furrowed his brow at the name Joy had spoken.

-This omega just called itself Joy. Hah… Is this Jace Miller’s doing?

Joy, half out of his mind, continued speaking quickly despite trembling.

“Joy doesn’t have Joy’s alpha, so when the heat… when the heat comes, there’s no alpha to hold Joy… Daddy… Daddy is Joy’s alpha, so… so… hnn… Daddy…”

At Joy’s words, Noah let out a bitter laugh.

“You’re full of surprises. So, Jace Miller made an omega with Joy’s genes for that purpose, huh?”

At Noah’s cold voice, Joy shook his head, tears falling to either side.

“Don’t… know… I don’t know… hnngh… what… what do I do… hnn… Noah… Noah…”

As Joy called his name and reached out, Noah slapped the hand away with a “smack” and said, “Didn’t you need Jace?”

“Hn… ah, ah, ah… please… please… help me…”

As Joy began to sob loudly, the osmanthus scent grew stronger, overwhelming Noah. Without realizing it, Noah, now aroused, spoke in a voice feigning calm.

“I’m not taking you to Jace Miller. But since you seem to be struggling, try your best to charm me. After all, Jace isn’t an alpha or anything, so it shouldn’t matter who it is, right?”

At Noah’s words, Joy exhaled a hot breath, his eyes rolling before meeting Noah’s. A flicker of guilt in those eyes soon faded, and they turned toward Noah. The familiarity of that gaze made Noah swallow hard.

[So, are you satisfied now, Noah Seyfried?]

It felt as though his fiancée’s voice echoed in his ears. Trying to shake off the voice, Noah was startled as Joy crawled toward him and unzipped his pants. Noah’s erection bulged visibly through his briefs.

Joy exhaled a hot breath and licked the briefs with his pink tongue.

“Ugh.”

A moan escaped Noah’s lips, and Joy, looking up at him, licked long strokes over the briefs. Biting his lip, Noah gazed down coldly, but Joy, more eagerly moving his tongue, took Noah’s penis into his mouth. Watching Noah’s reaction, Joy, who had been sucking on the briefs, finally pulled them down, revealing Noah’s erect penis.

“Haa…”

As Joy’s breath touched it, Noah’s penis stiffened even more. Joy opened his mouth, taking Noah’s penis and slowly opening his throat. Joy’s throat was narrower than expected, and Noah’s penis was larger than anticipated. As the tight, hot passage enveloped Noah’s penis, a faint moan escaped his lips.

Hearing the sound, Joy opened his throat further, sucking Noah’s penis deeper. Holding Noah’s still hips, Joy moved his head, and Noah let out a feverish breath.

“Ugh…”

As Joy’s head movements quickened, Noah clenched his fists and closed his eyes. Joy opened his throat wider, sucking Noah’s penis while swirling his tongue. The growing size of the penis in his throat was overwhelming and frightening, but the persistent lavender scent dispelled his fear.

Instead, an indescribable pleasure spread through his body every time the tip of Noah’s penis grazed his throat. From his fingertips to his toes, a tingling sensation made Joy’s lower parts even wetter.

“Hnngh! Ah!”

Noah’s penis trembled, and he ejaculated deep in Joy’s throat. Joy’s tightly closed mouth swallowed every drop. Spitting out the penis, Joy panted heavily, and Noah stripped off Joy’s clothes.

As his hands touched Joy’s chest while removing the clothes, Joy let out a pained “Ah.” Noah scanned Joy’s now-naked body with a calm gaze.

The omega’s body was neither distinctly male nor female. It lacked the curves of a woman’s body yet was too soft to be called a man’s. This omega, resembling his fiancée, was no different. But the budding, girl-like breasts were unlike those of other omegas.

“Aren’t all omegas male in form?”