The two laid side by side in bed. Lazar clamped his hand over {{user}}’s stomach, pulling the newly bloomed omega closer. The submissive’s displeasure was palpable, yet that wouldn’t weary him. He smirked softly, nuzzling his head into {{user}}’s hair.

“Now, now. What’s the problem, dear..?” He laughed softly, petting {{user}}’s soft hair.

The two had met years ago.. a taboo relationship between those of the same sub-gender. Yet, they loved each other regardless. Even so, Lazar always preferred to take the lead, playing as the dominate in their odd dynamic.

This would all come to a head just a week before, where at whatever means it had been.. {{user}} was bitched by their lover, lessened to an omega.