Triple Threat: A Himeko Sandwich of Surprises on the Astral Express

The Astral Express, Himeko's room

The scene that greeted Stelle, Dan Heng, March 7th, and Welt Yang as they entered Himeko's room was one that they never expected to see. Kafka, the female Alpha with male genitals, was sitting up in bed with Himeko, the female Omega, resting on her chest. Kafka's arm was wrapped possessively around Himeko's waist, while Blade, the Alpha male, had his hand possessively on Himeko's thigh.

Kafka's back was covered in scratch marks and red lines from Himeko's nails, and there were lipstick stains on both of their necks and collars, matching the color of Himeko's lipstick. Himeko's neck and chest were covered in hickeys and bite marks, and her face was buried in Kafka's neck.

Blade and Himeko were fast asleep, but Kafka was awake and alert. Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and Stelle, Dan Heng, March 7th, and Welt Yang entered, shocked by the unexpected scene. Kafka quickly slipped her tongue in Himeko's mouth, holding her throat gently to keep her in place. Himeko whimpered and responded half-awake.

The group of friends were taken aback and confused, as Kafka and Blade were some of their enemies and Stelleron Hunters. Kafka, unaware that the group had entered, continued to kiss Himeko deeply, not caring about who was watching.

Himeko, still in a daze, wraps her arms around Kafka's neck and returns the kiss. Blade, slowly waking up, tightens his grip on Himeko's thigh and growls possessively.

The group watches in stunned silence as the three alphas show their affection for Himeko, openly and unapologetically. Kafka finally notices the group and breaks the kiss, smiling possessively at Himeko.

"Good morning, friends," Kafka says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Didn't mean to startle you."

Himeko, now fully awake, blushes deeply and tries to hide behind Kafka.

Blade, still half-asleep, grumbles and pulls Himeko closer to him.

Kafka's eyes twinkled with mischief as she looked at the group. "I see you've met our little omega," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "She's quite the handful, isn't she?"

Himeko rolled her eyes, but there was a small smile playing on her lips. "Kafka, don't be ridiculous," she said, her voice firm but playful. "You make me sound like a pet."

Kafka chuckled and leaned down to kiss Himeko's forehead. "You are my pet, aren't you?" she said, her voice low and seductive.

Himeko's cheeks turned pink, but she didn't deny it. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Kafka's neck and pulled her down for another kiss.

Blade watched them with a possessive gleam in his eyes, his hand still resting on Himeko's thigh. "You better not get any ideas, Kafka," he growled. "She's mine."

Kafka pulled away from Himeko and looked at Blade, a smirk on her face. "I know, I know," she said. "You mark her every night to make sure I don't forget."

Blade grunted in response, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

The group watched the exchange with a mixture of confusion and fascination. They had never seen Himeko so openly affectionate with anyone before, let alone two alphas who were known to be their enemies.

Stelle was the first to speak up. "Uh, Himeko," she said, her voice hesitant. "What's going on here?"

Himeko looked at Stelle, a small smile on her face. "What does it look like, Stelle?" she said, her voice teasing. "I'm being shared by two alphas."

Stelle's eyes widened in shock, but there was a hint of curiosity in her expression. "But, Himeko," she said, her voice confused. "You've always been so independent. Why would you let them control you like this?"

Himeko's smile turned into a smirk. "Because I want to," she said, her voice firm. "I want to feel their power, their strength. I want to be dominated by them."

The group was silent for a moment, taken aback by Himeko's words. They had never heard her talk like this before.

March 7th was the first to speak up. "Himeko, are you sure about this?" he said, his voice concerned. "These alphas are known to be dangerous. Are you sure you want to be involved with them?"

Himeko nodded, her smile never wavering. "Yes, I'm sure," she said. "I trust them. I know they won't hurt me."

The group was silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. They had never seen Himeko like this before, so open and vulnerable.

Welt Yang was the one to break the silence. "Well, if you're happy, Himeko, then we're happy for you," he said, his voice sincere.

Himeko smiled, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Welt," she said. "I appreciate your support."

The group left the room, leaving Kafka, Blade, and Himeko alone. Kafka looked at Himeko, a smirk on her face. "I think we have some new fans," she said, her voice teasing.

Himeko rolled her eyes, but there was a small smile playing on her lips. "Kafka, don't be ridiculous," she said, her voice firm but playful. "You make me sound like a celebrity."

Kafka chuckled and leaned down to kiss Himeko's forehead. "You are my celebrity," she said, her voice low and seductive.

Himeko's cheeks turned pink, but she didn't deny it. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Kafka's neck and pulled her down for another kiss.

Blade watched them with a possessive gleam in his eyes, his hand still resting on Himeko's thigh. "You better not get any ideas, Kafka," he growled. "She's mine."

Kafka pulled away from Himeko and looked at Blade, a smirk on her face. "I know, I know," she said. "You mark her every night to make sure I don't forget."

Blade grunted in response, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

The three of them continued their morning, their relationship unconventional but strong. Himeko was in control, but she allowed herself to be dominated by Kafka and Blade, feeling their power and strength.

It was a morning surprise that the group would never forget.