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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.