Dolls Chapter 2.7

To think that the last words left as a will were “Please take care of Jay.” Ironically, it was because of that single sentence that Noah kept Jays around instead of casting him out. He could have had him removed from the lab or sent off discreetly to the polar regions, but the only reason he didn’t was purely because of Joy’s request.

“Damn it, Joy Green.”

Noah’s sigh echoed through the corridor.

—Spoon…

Joy recalled the cool metallic sensation he had held moments ago, murmuring to himself. It wasn’t his first time eating “food.” Unlike other alphas or omegas, Joy had occasionally been fed “food” by Jays.

However, seeing a “spoon” for the first time left Joy a bit confused. Jays had always fed him directly with his mouth. If Joy had known about such a tool, he wouldn’t have eaten from Jays’ mouth every time. Of course, the act of savoring food while touching lips with Jays was pleasant. But Joy was starting to question Jays’ behavior.

Jays had said that calling someone “darling” was a way to show affection and make them feel good, so Joy had called Noah “darling” as he was taught. But Noah, upon hearing it, grew cold and distant, as if offended, and left him alone. Later, Noah even interrogated him, asking if Jays had taught him to say that.

—Am I… misunderstanding something…

Feeling a bit hurt, Joy burrowed into the blankets. The lavender scent Noah left behind lingered faintly in the sheets.

“Mr. Seifried. The blood collection is complete.”

Eric spoke to Noah, briefly explaining the procedure for the genetic test. Originally, this test was supposed to be conducted at the lab, but after returning to the Seifried mansion that day, Adrian’s orders had sent Eric, the head researcher, to visit in person.

“There’s probably some change, isn’t there?”

Noah instinctively knew he was gradually manifesting as an alpha. And that it had started because of that omega, OE01.

From the beginning, Joy Green and Noah Seifried were subjects of the genetic mutation experiment. Noah had gone through the mutation process, teetering on the brink of death after losing Joy Green, who couldn’t withstand the process and died just before the mutation. Without an omega to stimulate him, Noah hadn’t mutated. Then, an omega with the same genes and pheromones as Joy Green appeared before him. It would have been strange if he hadn’t started to mutate.

“If I’d known it would come to this, I wouldn’t have let them create those fakes.”

“It was the chairman’s orders.”

“Hah… You people probably can’t understand us.”

“Is there a need to understand?”

At Eric’s words, Noah let out a dry laugh.

“True, there’s no need to understand. As long as you can conduct your research, everything’s fine, right?”

Eric shrugged at Noah’s sarcastic tone.

“Whatever it is, we’re definitely contributing to humanity’s progress.”

Noah shook his head at Eric’s calm response. Sometimes, he wanted to crack open the heads of these researchers and see what they were thinking. Though, the most incomprehensible one was Jays Miller. That man’s head seemed filled with such madness that Noah occasionally wanted to smash it to pieces.

“What’s Jays Miller up to?”

“Dr. Miller? Hmm… He’s in a comatose state.”

“Comatose?”

“It seems he suffered some kind of shock. There’s nothing wrong with his physical condition, but he won’t wake up, so we’ve put him in a capsule in a comatose state for now.”

Eric spoke of his superior, who hadn’t woken up for days, as if it were someone else’s problem, casually packing up the blood samples and rising from his seat.

“As you might expect, the mutation is likely progressing.”

“I know. Isn’t this just a formality?”

“Since OE01 is a unique case even among the lab’s omegas, please take good care of him.”

“Take care…”

“Well, he’s company property, after all.”

Noah stared for a long time at Eric’s retreating figure as he spoke calmly and bowed in farewell.

*

Thanks to Adrian’s summons, which sent Noah to Purse Street, all the resident servants had gone to bed early.

AE70 quietly opened the door and stepped out, cautiously walking down the corridor while scanning his surroundings. Thankfully, it seemed no one was around, so AE70 quickened his pace toward Joy’s room. He was worried because Joy’s condition hadn’t looked good that morning.

It was within AE70’s permitted time to move around, but he had never come out at night, so he was a bit cautious. He wanted to bring OE70 along, but it wasn’t OE70’s time to roam, and his door would be firmly locked. More importantly, AE70 didn’t even know where OE70’s room was.

As he neared Joy’s room, AE70 trembled at the intensifying osmanthus fragrance. It was strange. He was paired with OE70. Having been imprinted with OE70 since birth, it was only natural that he shouldn’t feel the pheromones of another omega.

Yet Joy’s pheromones were overwhelmingly potent. It wasn’t like this at the lab. Ever since arriving at the Seifried mansion, or rather, since the day Joy collapsed, AE70 felt his mind clouding with every encounter, overwhelmed by Joy’s pheromone scent.

Still, Joy hadn’t emitted pheromones this strongly during their morning meeting, so AE70 thought it would be fine to check on him. Though the scent grew stronger with each step, it wasn’t unbearable.

But the moment he opened Joy’s door and stepped inside, AE70 had to take a deep breath at the overpowering osmanthus fragrance that hit his nose.

—It’s… too strong.

As AE70 turned to leave, he stopped at the sound of rustling and a voice from within the room.

“Master…?”

At Joy’s voice, calling not for him but for Noah, AE70 turned his head. Through the thick osmanthus scent, he saw Joy sitting on the bed, wearing only a shirt. The sight of an omega who looked so different from him, disheveled and sitting on the bed, illuminated by the soft moonlight, was like a painting.

AE70 took a short, sharp breath and stepped into the room.

“How’s your body feeling?”

At AE70’s words, Joy replied briefly, “I’m okay.” As AE70 impulsively stroked Joy’s slender neck, a faint tremble passed through his fingertips, and the osmanthus scent grew even stronger.

“Why are you only wearing a shirt?”

At AE70’s question, Joy hesitated before answering.

“It… felt constricting…”

“Ah…”

AE70 nodded in understanding. He, too, had found the sensation of fabric wrapping around his legs so unfamiliar in the first few days that he had taken off his pants multiple times. For those who had lived their entire lives wearing nothing but a loose, dress-like piece of cloth, it was only natural.

AE70’s gaze drifted to Joy’s fair legs, revealed in the moonlight. Sitting beside Joy, AE70 gently stroked his leg, eliciting an “ah” from Joy’s lips. The sound was pleasing, so AE70 moved his hand higher, caressing Joy’s perineum.

“Ahh!”

Joy grabbed AE70’s arm, shaking his head as if to say stop.

“Why?”

AE70 asked with a smirk, and Joy shook his head again.

“Don’t… don’t do it, Master. Today… today…”

“Today what?”

“Sob… yesterday… we did a lot yesterday. You said you’d let me rest today…”

As Joy began to shed large tears, AE70 kissed his tear-streaked cheek and grinned.

“Well… I don’t recall saying that.”

“Ugh! Sob…”

With tears clinging to the corners of his eyes, Joy let out a high-pitched moan and arched his back. Joy was trembling, clutching AE70’s head as he sucked on his nipple. AE70 kneaded the other breast with his hand, biting down on Joy’s nipple.

“Ah, haa! Ah, ah!”

“Haa… your chest fits perfectly in my hand…”

“Mm… mm…”

“Your nipples are so plump… feels good…”

“Sob…”

“Doesn’t it feel good for you too, OE01?”

“No… no…”

“No? You keep rubbing down there because it feels good.”

AE70 smirked and twisted Joy’s nipple hard, causing Joy to let out a scream-like moan, arching his back and trembling violently. Joy’s chest, small and budding like a young girl’s, hadn’t grown further, but its sensitivity had increased so much that just sucking on his nipples seemed enough to push him to climax.

AE70 was just as entranced by Joy’s intensifying pheromones. He hadn’t come to Joy’s room with this in mind. He had intended to resist somehow. But when Joy mistook him for Noah and pleaded, AE70 wanted to pretend to be Noah.

OE01 was a strange one. Even back at the lab, AE70 had felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and kinship with him. It was as if he knew every inch of OE01’s body, even though that should have been impossible. The color of the nipples hidden under his clothes, the shape of his penis, the tightness of the hole that would eagerly welcome him with slick—AE70 felt like he knew it all, and every time he saw OE01, it stirred strange feelings.

It was different from how he felt about OE70. OE70 was his other half, but he didn’t make AE70’s heart race the way OE01 did. OE70 was simply the omega he was supposed to be with. It was unfortunate, but when he was with OE01, OE70 didn’t cross his mind at all.

That’s why AE70 was secretly thrilled when they came to the Seifried mansion together. It wasn’t about wanting to do something with OE01. Just being near him was comforting. That’s why he wanted to treat OE01 with care. He didn’t want OE01 to be in pain. That’s why he had only come to check on him…

“Haa… OE01… your hole is so tight…”

AE70 let out an aroused moan as Joy’s hole tightly gripped his fingers. Joy flinched, feeling a strange sense of déjà vu at AE70’s words, and trembled.

“Sob… sob… Master…”

“Ah… OE01… I want to put it in…”

Kissing Joy’s lower abdomen, AE70 added another finger, causing Joy’s hips to lift sharply.

“Haa! Mm… ah…”

Watching Joy instinctively move his hips, AE70 withdrew his fingers and pushed his fully erect penis into Joy’s hole.

“Agh!… It’s… big…”

“Ugh… so tight… feels good…”

After pushing himself inside Joy, AE70 stayed still for a while, feeling the movements of Joy’s inner walls before starting to thrust roughly. Joy, legs spread wide and helplessly pounded into, clung to AE70, rubbing his face against his chest and letting out aroused moans.

“Ah, ah! Sob… please… slow down… Master… mm…”

AE70 slowed down briefly before thrusting vigorously again, causing Joy to scream as if in agony. As AE70’s penis ravaged Joy’s insides and hit his climax point, Joy’s body trembled violently, his hole gripping even tighter.

“Ugh… OE01… you’re too tight… it’s going to break…”

Lost in ecstasy, AE70 thrust even harder, and Joy wrapped his legs around AE70’s waist, pressing their bodies closer. Pleased by Joy’s actions, AE70 paused his movements and kissed Joy’s lips.

Joy eagerly sucked on AE70’s tongue as it slipped between his lips. Wet moans escaped from Joy’s lips as he sucked on AE70’s tongue as fiercely as his lower hole gripped. When they finally parted, a thin thread of saliva lingered between them.

AE70’s eyes wavered as he gazed at Joy, whose flushed lips, panting breaths, and aroused eyes stared back at him.

“You’re beautiful… darling.”