@Kazzys_wx: thinking of an a/b/o au where ...

thinking of an a/b/o au where roommates alphaji and omegaxian are best friends. The weird thing about them though is that alphaji takes care of omegaxian while he’s in heat.

No, it isn’t sexual. Not in the usual way omega’s spend their heats with alpha’s. Instead alphaji

will hold omegaxian close, surrounding him with his scent and smothering him with his weight. The omega finds it comforting, always erupting into high pitched purrs whenever the alpha bears his weight down on him.

Alphaji will smooth away the hair

sticking to omegaxian’s forehead, untangling his unruly locks, wiping away his sweat. He’ll feed omegaxian and make sure he stays hydrated, because the omega is too weak and heat-addled to do it himself.

And despite it all, they never once do anything sexual.

Omegaxian leaks slick, of course, and sometimes alphaji may get hard, but they never act on it. It is like an unspoken agreement between them.

So alphaji helps omegaxian with his heat. He’s invited into the omega’s nest, where he’ll spend the next four days being

suffocated by the omega’s sweet lavender scent. He will take care of the omega like a mate would.

And he will get hard. As hard as a rock. But he will never do anything untoward to his best friend and the love of his life.

When his brother finds out the first thing he asks is, “Are you using protection?”

“We don’t have sex,” alphaji had told him.

Lxc had looked bewildered. “What do you mean you don’t have sex? You spend his heat with him.”

“I help him but we do not do anything sexual,” alphaji had clarified.

For the rest of the day, lxc had a look of utter puzzlement on his face.

And then omegaxian’s younger brother had found out, and then his older sister, and then his other pair of siblings the Wens

had found out too, until everyone in their circle knew that they spent omegaxian’s heat together but for some reason alphaji wasn’t sticking his dick in the omega.

They all found it absurd.

Was it really that hard to believe?

Sure, alphaji has fantasies of taking omegaxian during his heat. Of claiming and knotting him, filling him up with his seed and getting him pregnant. He fantasizes of the faces of pleasure omegaxian would make, what he would sound like.

He would never act on his desires though.

That is until the next time omegaxian’s heat hits, he’s begging for alphaji to mount him.

“Please, please, alpha,” omegaxian keens, clawing desperately at alphaji’s t-shirt, smothering his face in the mans neck and inhaling his scent. “I need it so /bad/.”

“Wei Ying,” alphaji croaks desperately in an attempt to get the omega to stop.

“Alpha, alpha,” omegaxian sobs, panting, his hot little breaths heating the skin of alphaji’s neck. “Need it, I need your cock, please fuck me. I’m good, aren’t I? Please! I’ll be good!”

Omegaxian lifts himself off alphaji’s body and then slides down until his face is level with the bulge in alphaji’s grey sweats.

The omega whines, a needy sounding thing, and plants his face in alphaji’s crotch, rubbing his cheek against the alpha’s hard cock.

Alphaji feels the omega breathe in deeply, the musk down there, where his scent is most potent.

The taste of metallic bursts in his mouth, his tongue stinging. It’s not enough to quell his desire though. He fists a hand in omegaxian’s hair, wrenching his head

up till the fine line of his neck is exposed, pale and tantalizing.

The omega keens, eyes going hazy and blissed, like he knows he’s about to get exactly what he wants. Alphaji watches as the omega cants his hips up, ass wiggling in the air to attract an alpha to fuck him.

“Is this what you want?”

Omegaxian’s mouth opens on a garbled ‘yes’, breathy and desperate. “Need you alpha!”

“Okay,” alphaji rumbles lowly, pulling the omega back up until his smaller frame is resting atop him again. “I have you, omega.”

Omegaxian whimpers, eyes shutting in what seems like overwhelming emotion.

“Omega,” alphaji croons, wanting to see his reaction once more, something in him yearning desperately again to see this omega so wanton with need.

Omegaxian moans then, his hips wiggling unbidden.

In this position their chests are pressed together, omegaxian’s arms resting on alphaji’s chest, crinkling his shirt between his slender fingers.

It’s easy, so easy to pull down omegaxian’s tight shorts and underwear, groaning when he see’s the slick staining the garments.

Alphaji has to carefully maneuver his own pants down, omegaxian whining until he situates them again.

Fresh wetness leaks out of the omega, and alphaji feels it spill onto his own bare thighs. It should be gross, and yet he finds it so incredibly hot.

“Wei Ying,” alphaji groans, leaning his head forward so their lips can crash together. The omega is sloppy, tongue clumsily moving against alphaji’s, content to just let the alpha plunder his mouth.

The omega lets out a cry between their lips when alphaji shoves two fingers in.

He’s so loose and wet that alphaji meets no resistance. None, either, when he pulls his fingers out, wipes omegaxian’s own slick on his bare ass and then aligns his cock with the omega’s hole and slams in to the hilt.

Omegaxian pulls back from their desperate kiss with a screech, eyes wide and unseeing. There’s the sound of shredding, and alphaji realizes that the omega has actually ripped his shirt with his nails, he was gripping it so hard.

“Alphaaaa!”

His omega is calling for him, and alphaji can do nothing but comply. He uses both hands and grabs a fistful of each of the omega’s ass cheeks, kneading and groping them, while he plants his feet on the mattress and fucks up into that tight heat.

Alphaji lets his head fall back to their pillow, content to fuck and watch as omegaxian loses himself from pleasure.

The omega’s silver eyes are brimming with tears, his plump pink mouth open on continuous cries of overwhelming pleasure.

He looks so beautiful like this, so pretty and gorgeous speared open on alphaji’s cock. It’s even better than all the fantasies he’s had of fucking the omega. His sounds are like the sweetest of melodies, ones he wants to hear everyday for the rest of his life.

He now knows why their family thought it so absurd that they weren’t fucking when they found out they spent the omega’s heat together. After all, how could any alpha resist an omega like omegaxian?

It will never be the same after this.

Alphaji is too far gone to let this slip from his fingers.

“Omega,” alphaji growls, relishing when omegaxian coo’s back at him sweetly, answering the call of his alpha.

His face is drenched in tears, drool and snot, but it’s the most beautiful sight to alphaji.

“Alpha, need you to breed me,” omegaxian sobs out, body jolting from the force of alphaji’s thrusts. If it weren’t for the iron grip the alpha had on his ass, he would have been slamming his head against the others. “Want your babies, want to get pregnant!”

“Yeah?” Alphaji feels a deep dark fantasy play out in his head, where the omega is his kept little housewife, always at home and always pregnant. Content to take care of their home and children, happy to welcome his alpha home every day when he returns from work.

It’s fleeting. Alphaji would never do that to omegaxian. He couldn’t, not when it would clip the wings of such a free spirit. But he thinks it, and it burns a fire within him.

“You want to have my pups? Want me to fill you up?” Alphaji murmurs to him.

Omegaxian bites at his

lip, eyebrows furrowing and a shuddering keen falls out of his throat.

Alphaji slams in harshly, like a punishment for the omega not answering him quickly enough. “Do you, omega?”

Omegaxian shrieks. “Yes! Ah, ah, unh, I want to be filled so bad! Kept full with your pups!”

It’s so sudden that alphaji loses his breath, like knotting the omega has taken all thoughts and clarity from him. He’s pumping the omega full, painting his insides with his own seed, his own claim.

Omegaxian gurgles, and alphaji feels him clench down around him, feels a

gush of liquid around his cock and on his abdomen.

The omega whines, his body losing strength. His upper body crumples on top of alphaji, and the alpha is content to hold him and stroke his hair.

Alphaji kisses the top of his head. “I’ve got you.”

Omegaxian whines weakly. “Alpha...so full.”

Alphaji preens, his chest filling with pride.

He bred the omega good.

———

Lxc gives him a look when they meet for lunch on the weekend, a day after omegaxian’s heat.

“I take it you didn’t wear protection.”

Lwj would hang his head in shame. If he actually was ashamed.

Lxc smiles. “Ah, didi. I’ll be awaiting the official news eagerly then.”

“Mn.”

// fin. Nobody is surprised when wangxian make the announcement that omegaxian is preggers 😂

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