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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End
  Relationship:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Character:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Additional Tags:
      Shameless_Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha_Mika, Omega
      Yuuichirou, Roleplay, Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence, Top_Hyakuya
      Mikaela, Bottom_Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-09 Completed: 2016-08-01 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 10435
****** By the Rules ******
by Saramaryllis, Vixenfur
Summary
     All his life, Yuuichirou believed he was a Beta, so when he offered
     his blood for Mikaela, he had no idea what exactly he was getting
     into.
     He didn't know that giving Mikaela his blood meant that Mikaela, an
     Alpha, was marking him for life, and that it would start up a heat- a
     heat only stoppable with endless rounds of sex... the only thing that
     could dull the aches in their bodies.
     (Set directly after Chapter 36, making a divergence from the very
     first few pages of Chapter 37. All events of the canon series apply
     up to that point. Vague spoilers in reference to the situation of
     Shinoa Squad, but safe from any major spoilers besides the obvious.)
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
The feel of Mikaela’s teeth breaking through his skin… and the feel of
Mikaela’s lips covering the wound, sucking, caused something primal to stir
within Yuuichirou, who was unaware of just what his blood was doing to
Mikaela...
Yuu-chan. Yuu-chan. Yuu-chan.
The words cycled endlessly in Mikaela’s head as he sunk his teeth into his
beloved’s neck, drinking his first taste of human blood. It wasn’t the human
part that made the blood so delicious- it was that it was Yuu-chan’s blood. His
precious Yuu-chan’s blood…
Yuuichirou, meanwhile, was failing to keep his cool composure. He kept his lips
tightly pursed together and forced them into a brief smile. He knew he was
doing this for Mikaela’s own good, but why did it make him feel so… exposed?
The first slurp of blood that Mikaela drank from him caused Yuuichirou to hiss
and tense up unexpectedly. He hadn’t considered that it might feel intimate in
any regard, and yet… with Mikaela, he was left almost shivering.
Yuuichirou had never felt like this before, not with any other vampire that had
ever tried to bleed him when he was a child. But his reaction was nothing
compared to Mikaela.
Mikaela was left trembling. Yuuichirou’s blood was intoxicating. It was like a
drug. He relished the taste with his first mouthful, savoring it on his palette
before sucking it between his teeth… and his vision quickly flared white at the
edges.
Forced to inhale sharply, Mikaela clenched the back of Yuuichirou’s uniform,
wrinkling the fabric as he gripped it as tight as his hands would allow.
The smell was getting to him.
Yuu-chan smells so amazing.
It was a scent Mikaela could never put into words, but it was so
distinctivelyYuu-chan, so therefore, it was a great smell, the best smell.
Mikaela was surrounded by it. He smelt Yuuichirou, Yuuichirou’s blood,
Yuuichirou’s hair.
Pheromones...Very sweet pheromones…
A scent sent a spark straight down between his legs, and the momentary shock
caused by it had Mikaela pause for a split second before he pulled Yuuichirou
closer and drank in deeper gulps, his tongue flicking out and lapping up any
excess blood that was gathering on Yuuichirou’s neck.
Mikaela made a small groaning sound, head spinning with the intensity of
feelings in his entire being.
He never felt this way when he drank Krul’s blood. Krul’s blood was refreshing
and sharp, but it wasn’t addictive by any means. Even when he grabbed her wrist
the first time- it was only memorable because it was his first time drinking
blood.
It wasn’t like this. It didn’t turn him on.
So lost, Mikaela didn’t notice how affected Yuuichirou had become by being fed
on in such an… erotic manner.
A sudden spike of something indescribable caused Yuuichirou to gasp, and his
eyes went wide- had Mikaela been looking, he might have noticed them shimmering
with something rare. Yuuichirou’s hand quickly grabbed ahold of Mikaela’s
shoulder and he tugged, whimpering.
Mikaela feeding off of him did not hurt, not in the slightest. Instead it just
felt… incredibly pleasurable to him. His other hand came around to grab at
Mikaela’s other shoulder, and with both hands, he squeezed and gasped again.
“M-Mika…?” He groaned lewdly, and then all he wanted was the ground to swallow
him whole.
Hearing Yuuichirou’s uncertain voice charged Mikaela more. Knowing that it was
Yuu-chan that was here, that it was Yuu-chan’s blood that he was drinking… he
was so utterly surrounded with thoughts of Yuuichirou and Yuuichirou’s smell
and taste that he felt like he was falling into some sort of frenzy.
His wounds from before were healing too quickly with what he assumed were full
vampiric powers. He slowly pulled himself away, breathing hotly against
Yuuichirou’s neck and trembling before feeling a slight push from Yuuichirou.
Mikaela’s face was flushing redder as he realized he definitely had a hard-on
from the experience, and he wiped the blood dripping on his chin with the back
of his hand, ducking his hazy eyes away from Yuuichirou’s sight.This is
embarrassing…Mikaela thought with slight humiliation.
But it was not as embarrassing as Yuuichirou felt, nor as confusing.
When he felt Mikaela’s teeth pull out, Yuuichirou’s breathing was far heavier
than it should have been. It was like he was struggling to pull in the air he
needed to sate his sudden loss of energy, and never before had a feeding felt
so tiring.
What is happening to me?
Yuuichirou forced his smile back onto his face, despite his thoughts, and
dipped his head to look at Mikaela better. Yuuichirou chuckled softly to
himself and said, “… better to live with me than die selfishly.”
And then, unprepared and unexpectedly, a seizure stole away his control.
Shoving Mikaela aside (and feeling terrible about it), Yuuichirou rolled onto
his side. His knees curled in towards his chest and his hand went up to his
neck where it was burning in a way he knew could not be natural.
Unless…
Mikaela’s eyes flickered up when Yuuichirou rolled to his side, concern taking
over any humiliation he may have felt from his sexual arousal. “Y-Yuu-chan!” He
reached out, “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” He fretted, heart fluttering in
nervousness. Oh god, if he hurt his precious Yuu-chan, he would never drink
blood again…
It was a fruitless attempt at comforting Mikaela, but Yuuichirou managed to
gasp out, “Y-yes, I’m fine…” … despite him sounding anything but.
The sudden pulsing burn that started from the break in his skin travelled all
the way to his heart, but now it was slowly starting to subside. It had turned
into a soft, dull throb, and Yuuichirou was finally able to roll onto his back
and stare up at the ceiling.
“I-… I don’t know what happened,” Yuuichirou admitted through labored breaths.
Guiding his vision to Mikaela, he flashed him a wide grin. Regardless of the
sweaty flush across his face and the tiredness in his eyes, the grin beamed
with happiness and he lifted his hand up to guide Mikaela in. “Don’t worry
about it, it’s probably nothing.”
Mikaela started immediately. He was drawn to Yuuichirou’s tender smile. His
thudding heart subsided into a calmer rhythm once Yuuichirou gave him that
look. It was typical of his precious Yuu-chan, to be able to calm him so simply
with such a carefree grin.
He leaned back once Yuuichirou sat up, holding his fingers on his lap, and felt
thankful as his hard-on went away. That was awful close to being incredibly
awkward. However… their situation was even more difficult than possible
unplanned boners (that Yuu-chan hadn’t even noticed. He was as thickheaded as
always…).
Further trying to reassure Mikaela, Yuuichirou said, “I’m sure it’s nothing.
I’m completely sure it’s nothing. I mean, we’re both Beta types, so it’s not
like we’re marked or anything.” He joked, reminding himself of an earlier
thought that perhaps he was not as ‘Beta’ as he thought he was.
...But surely if I was something else besides a beta, I would know by now…
Yuuichirou pondered.
“Yuu-…chan…” Mikaela swallowed thickly, blind to the confusion building inside
of Yuuichirou. The taste of blood still made his senses burn hot. What had just
happened was definitely not normal.
Still distracted, Yuuichirou didn’t answer at first.
He remembered back to when he found out he was surely not an Alpha-type. Had
that been the case, he would have found out for sure during puberty and it
weighed down on him that perhaps he was an Omega. He was so sure he wasn’t. His
personality was not of an Omega’s.
Yuuichirou might have shuddered, but it was likely to worry Mikaela more. Not
much was known about Omegas. They were far too rare and he was far too new to
living and caring about other people to have learned much about their quirky
universe.
All Yuuichirou knew about the relationship between an Alpha and an Omega was
the one time he bumped into an Omega and their Alpha almost took Yuuichirou’s
head off.
Breaking out of his distracted state, Yuuichirou looked at Mikaela, and
suddenly it was like there was this whole new light about him. Yuuichirou felt
compelled to ask, “you are a Beta, aren’t you?”
Mikaela hummed. His whole life, he had assumed he was a beta, just because they
were most common. There was absolutely no way he was an Omega- he learned this
through unwanted advances from Ferid. Had he been an Omega, he would of… well.
He would of self-lubricated, he could of even gotten pregnant.
But none of those things happened.
It was enough to know that much. However, once he hit puberty, he… wasn’t sure
if he was different or not, at least until Ferid had tried to advance on him
again. When Ferid found out the truth, he backed off immediately, looking
frightened. Mikaela felt powerful for once.
He was able to ward Ferid off from touching him ever again, even though Ferid
continued with his creepy advances… and that’s when Mikaela knew things weren’t
the same anymore. He had to be an Alpha.
Mikaela knew how rare Omegas were and how treasured they were… and he knew as
soon as he saw his precious Yuu-chan again that Yuuichirou was most definitely
not a Beta or an Alpha.
No. His precious Yuu-chan was most certainly, an Omega.
Nothing else could describe the way Mikaela protected him, the way Mikaela
sliced Ferid’s arm right off when he did so much as tap a hand on Yuuichirou’s
shoulder. No one could touch his dear, dear Omega. And now that he drank
Yuuichirou’s blood, Yuuichirou’s reaction confirmed any doubts he may have had
before.
“You’re an Omega, Yuu-chan,” Mikaela spoke softly, but was blunt with the news,
watching Yuuichirou’s face to see his reaction. If he had to explain, he would,
but he would wait for the shock to fade if Yuuichirou hadn’t figured that much
out already.
Honestly, Yuu-chan…
“And… I think I just marked you.”
Yuuichirou’s consequential silence was quiet enough that the dribble of
leftover blood from his wound dripping to the floor could be heard. The sound
it made felt loud enough to make an echo.
It did Mikaela a favor.
The sound snapped Yuuichirou from his confused daze.
Yuuichirou used his hands to push his weight up. The burning sensation was
almost completely non-existent now, and he lunged himself towards Mikaela,
slapping his hands onto Mikaela’s shoulders.
Squeezing down, his eyes locked onto Mikaela’s and the wild look in them was
borderline animalistic. Eyes shining with both fury and confusion, he growled,
“why didn’t you warn me first? That you were an Alpha?”
Mikaela gaped at Yuuichirou, looking confused and upset. He cracked his mouth
open to speak, but he slowly closed it again.
Staring deep into Mikaela’s eyes, Yuuichirou suddenly lost his desire to
challenge Mikaela’s idiocy. Yuuichirou sighed, falling back down to his butt.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he dragged his hand down his face and shook
his head.
“I’m sorry, Mika,” Yuuichirou said first, after a moment’s pause, “I didn’t
mean to be so aggressive, I was just… I never thought that I would be an
Omega.” He groaned and inhaled deeply. “Never mind that… you would be an
Alpha.”
Yuuichirou laughed softly at that. He knew what an Alpha was. He barely knew
what an Omega was but he definitely understood the concept of marking; it was
one of the first few things he had to learn when he joined the demon army.
Suddenly shaking his head, he looked to anything that was not Mikaela before
finally looking at him again. “After saying that,” he finally admitted, “I…
don’t actually quite understand what this means for us now.”
As an Omega, shouldn’t he be fawning over Mikaela? Or would that happen when
the claim is complete? Why am I talking about the claim being
completed?Yuuichirou suddenly thought, slightly flustered. Watching Mikaela for
signs of anything, he felt his heart thump harder than normal and he swallowed
thickly.
Maybe the ‘fawning’ part was something that would catch up to him later, going
by this strange desire that made him want to cuddle up to Mikaela.
Mikaela, whose eyes were dilated, felt the dryness in his throat sting as if he
lost himself. It was almost as if he were in a trance.
Yuuichirou’s eyes widened in surprise at Mikaela’s expression, his breath
hitching at the unadulterated passionate way in which Mikaela looked at him.
He had not noticed just how much of Mikaela’s mind had become this swirling
mess of instincts nor just how overloaded Mikaela was becoming.
Shit.
Mikaela cursed only to his own mind. Because Yuuichirou was an Omega, now
marked by him, he was oozing pheromones. They were addictive, and Mikaela was
taking deep breaths to smell them.
He smelt them on Yuuichirou’s neck, from between Yuuichirou’s legs… his mouth
salivated at the strong scents and he snapped his lips shut, trying to gain
control of his fogging head.
Yuuichirou’s body was clearly beginning to fall into heat. Only, Yuuichirou was
in too much shock to notice just yet, but soon Mikaela knew that he’d get too
hot to ignore it…
Mikaela, after all, was in a painfully similar state. He was able to control
his boner from drinking Yuuichirou’s blood. But now that Yuuichirou’s body was
calling out to him, Mikaela was quickly feeling heat pool deep in his gut,
spreading across his cheeks.
His breathing would become labored. Soon enough, both of theirs would. Mikaela
managed to steady it for the sake of speaking.
“T-that means,” he shuddered a little, suppressing his lust for Yuuichirou’s
sake, “that you… belong to me, Yuu-chan,” Mikaela breathed. “It means when we
get in heat, we have to…”
Mikaela swallowed, fidgeting at the embarrassment of saying what he was about
to say out loud. “We have to get through our heat together by mating, because
no other Alpha can satisfy that for you,” Mikaela explained gently.
“And… if another Omega comes near me, you’ll get angry and protective. In a
way, my scent is under your skin and your scent is under mine. It’s to ward off
any other Alphas or Omegas- or even Betas from trying to mate with you, because
only I’m allowed to do that.”
Hearing that fall from his own tongue made Mikaela’s ears burn. It was just so
hard to believe that Yuuichirou washis Omega.
As Mikaela’s shock set in, Yuuichirou’s began to fade. Yuuichirou finally paid
more attention to his bodily changes- ones he had strived so hard to ignore,
feeling at first that they were only due to Mikaela feeding at first.
Yuuichirou was finally beginning to realize how truly changed he was.
At first, his overwhelming delight at seeing Mikaela again and his overzealous
worry about seeing Mikaela in so much pain had stolen all of his ability to
think. Now, he was staring to realize the changes that being so close to
Mikaela had arose from him.
During the feeding, Yuuichirou had been far too distracted by thoughts of how
unusual it felt, of how it burned way more than it should have to fully realize
the implications of what had happened. He should have thought this through
more.
Troubled, Yuuichirou scrunched his eyebrows together and thought:but how was I
meant to know that he was… an Alpha… and I am an Omega?
Focusing on Mikaela, Yuuichirou forced the thoughts away.
Is it really so bad to have been marked? To want… more? He winced. Yuuichirou
had failed to notice the stirrings of his heat, failed to notice that the
prickling sensations, the faded burning, the desire to get closer to Mikaela
was all caused not just from their absence away from each other, but rather…
due to the bond newly created between them.
And now it was starting to get stronger.
No longer tied down by his panic and growing more accepting of the idea of
being mated to Mikaela by the second, Yuuichirou’s body started to work on
those new thoughts and feelings. It was helping him along, urging him towards
his growing desires.
Mikaela licked his dry lips and fixed Yuuichirou with a predatory stare. He
wanted his Yuu-chan so badly. His heart was ramming against his chest and he
felt himself swell with heavy, heated sexual desire between his thighs.
Desperate not to appear… desperate, Mikaela held his hands on his lap, covering
his stirring length with the folds of his clothing, but he knew the only way
they could fix this problem would be with… sex. Mating.
Mikaela was nearly twitching with how aroused he was, but there was no way he
would pounce on Yuuichirou if he didn’t want this. He would suffer for three
days by jacking himself off somewhere else if he had to.
But he knew Yuuichirou would be in a similar state of need. Yuuichirou would
need him just as much as Mikaela needed him now. It wouldn’t be long before
Yuuichirou was fed up with the sexual frustration and would want Mikaela.
Mikaela just hoped Yuuichirou would take him now rather than later. Mikaela’s
entire face flushed redder, and he kept his eyes fixed on Yuuichirou, waiting
for his response.
“Fuck,” Yuuichirou gasped. He clenched his fists against the ground. “Fuck,
when did it get so hot in here?” During his distracted thoughts, he had failed
to notice the more obvious changes his body was showing- his flushed face,
half-lidded eyes, and a body that felt like jelly, because it was...“… wet. Why
do I feel wet?”
Yuu-chan…
Mikaela watched Yuuichirou react, feeling his own body being pushed closer and
closer to the edge, about to lose his composure if he had to wait much longer.
Yuuichirou was squirming around, feeling himself get wet, and Mikaela squeezed
his fingers impossibly hard in his palms. His fingernails dug into them, and he
ran his tongue along his teeth, his eyes blurring with lust.
Yuu-chan…
Mikaela had begun taking deep breaths, gulping down mouthfuls of air, drinking
Yuuichirou’s scent like water. It was getting stronger, and Mikaela was
trembling more, getting harder under his pants.
“M-Mika, I’m no genius when it comes to this stuff, but- fuck, why are you
looking at me like that…?” He winced, cuddling his hands around his waist and
then falling to the side once more. Now, not even his own thoughts could deny
what his body felt.
…Heat. Is this my heat? Am I really going into heat?
“M-Mika…!” Yuuichirou’s voice sounded pained.
Mikaela whimpered. When Yuuichirou said his name, it ignited sparks inside of
him. He sounded so desperate. Mikaela wanted to hear it again. He wanted to
hear Yuuichirou gasp out his name and moan it endlessly…
The heat.
The heat.
It was making Mikaela loose his grip on logical thought. He was flushed hot and
everything burned. He wanted Yuuichirou so badly, so so badly.
“Y-…” Mikaela had to swallow down more air to even breathe, trembling when he
tasted nothing but Yuuichirou’s scent in his throat. Fuck. “Y-Yuu-chan…”
It was like somebody had taken all of Yuuichirou’s thoughts about returning to
his friends away. It was almost as if his own body was working against him to
deny him the ability to worry about those he was sure were in trouble. Why
can’t I move…?
He was finding it harder and harder to fight against his desires now that he
knew what was happening to him. Mikaela marking him had tempted his Omega
hormones into overdrive and force-started a heat he did not even think he could
have.
Mikaela felt his body move and suddenly, he pinned Yuuichirou down to the
ground. The places where they touched burned ten times hotter than the rest of
his feverish body, with his body threatening to betray his mind and fuck
Yuuichirou senseless any second.
God, how much he wanted Yuuichirou, who was staring up at him with wide green
eyes and flushed cheeks…
“I-I need you, Yuu-chan…” Mikaela managed to exhale unevenly, breath shaking as
he gripped Yuuichirou’s wrists between his fingers. “I need you so much…
please, Yuu-chan…” he was desperate at this point. Anything to relieve this
itching, hot feeling. Yuuichirou was the only one who could satisfy his thirst…
“W-wait,” Yuuichirou gasped out, “I-I mean it, Mika! Wait, please.”
He knew if he asked, Mikaela would stop. Mikaela would stand up and retreat
from what he was doing (and some part of Yuuichirou was terrified that hearing
‘wait’ would make Mikaela do just that… while the more logical side of him
realized that would be best).
As expected, Mikaela held himself back, allowing both of them to breathe. He
waited for Yuuichirou to speak and catch up with what was happening around him.
His grip on Yuuichirou’s wrists loosened and he sat back, allowing Yuuichirou a
little more space, despite his raging heat and itching urge to ravage
Yuuichirou in the best way possible.
“I-I’m…” Yuuichirou had to find someway to explain his predicament, his
confusion… his serious desire for Mikaela. “God I… I want you, I can feel
myself drawn to you and I want nothing more than for you t-to t-touch me, but…
my friends… they need me…”
The words that spilled from Yuuichirou’s mouth were fragile. His heat had come
on too soon, had caught him at a far too fragile time, and he could hardly
stand the stirring, prickling want inside of him. I couldn’t help my friends
like this, even if I tried… he realized with a sort of sinking dread.
That’s when it hit him.
Hot, sweaty, breathless and flushed, he looked to Mikaela and said, “I need you
to help me. I… I need to help my friends, but first… I need you to help me.” He
could not bring himself to say ‘fuck me.’ That sounded too crass and too blunt
to Yuuichirou, and did not describe in any way how much desire he felt with
Mikaela.
Little did he know that his heat would last longer than one fuck, especially
with Yuuichirou’s biology so newly awakened.
Yuuichirou should have studied more. He should have learned more. He should
have paid more attention to the topic. It had never been an issue in Sanguinem.
When he escaped, he had been too preoccupied with learning how to fight, never
mind the potential biological quirks of his body.
From his lack of desire towards anything sexual, he imagined he was a Beta.
From that, he threw himself into learning only what he needed to know about
killing vampires, about avenging Mikaela and the rest of his family… he
regretted that choice now. His body was punishing him for it.
His thoughts and desires to take Mikaela to his friends was almost all
forgotten, stolen from him by the heavy sedating heat that stirred in his groin
and flushed throughout his whole body. It hardly helped to admit that he needed
Mikaela to do something about it, that only Mikaela could do something about
it.
All that was going through Mikaela’s mind was that Yuuichirou… practically
begged Mikaela to fuck him, without actually stating the obvious.
“If you’re sure, Yuu-chan…” Mikaela rasped without hesitating any further. He
leaned down, doing what he’s always, always wanted to do deep down inside…
Mikaela made a small, throaty moan as he kissed Yuuichirou deeply, relishing in
the feeling of pressing their lips together. The fireworks of love and
excitement he felt set him off further, and he ran his hands down Yuuichirou’s
arms, moving to feel up and down Yuuichirou’s firm torso.
His kisses got deeper and more passionate and slowly he worked his tongue
inside of Yuuichirou’s mouth, groaning deeply when their tongues met.
Oh, how amazing it felt…
Mikaela trembled and rocked his hips against Yuuichirou’s, whimpering as the
friction between their clothes built up more heat between their flushed bodies.
He gasped in between kisses, sucking in air when he could, but it was more like
panting than anything as Mikaela rutted himself against Yuuichirou, practically
dry humping him against the floor with growing urgency.
He needed to be inside Yuuichirou. He needed it so badly.
Mikaela pulled away and began unbuckling the belt hugging Yuuichirou’s waist
with shaking hands. “Yuu-chan,” he panted out with a small whine, voice
trembling with the sheer amount of desire and emotion he was feeling.
He unbuttoned the uniform with frantic speed, pushing it aside as soon as he
could, getting under the last sets of buttons and exposing Yuuichirou’s bare
chest before diving forward, attacking Yuuichirou’s collarbones and chest with
kisses and licks.
Rather than returning to a normal state of mind, Yuuichirou was lost even
further to his heat. Mikaela’s eagerness to undress him caused him to turn his
head to the side, clench his eyes shut and moan loudly. The pheromones they
both gave off were making Yuuichirou dizzy.
“M-Mika,” he gasped onto the back of his hand, “M-Mika, fuck… ” He was so wet,
and somehow, telling Mikaela that he felt as such did not feel as embarrassing
as it surely should have. “Mika, I don’t know how to handle this. I need you
to… be… inside me.”
Yuuichirou’s words sent electric shocks into Mikaela- his eyes widened, his
mouth salivated and he shivered.
‘I need you to be inside of me.’
Mikaela wanted nothing more.
Yuuichirou was staring at his lips with these big, needy green eyes, and
Mikaela wanted to cry with how goddamn cute it was. The flush that spread the
entirety of Yuuichirou’s face was so full of passion that it pulled Mikaela
down with him.
Turning back to see Mikaela, Yuuichirou gulped and his eyes fell full with
lust: Mikaela truly was too gorgeous. His eyes drew Yuuichirou in, the curves
on his face made him want to reach up and touch and those lips…
I want to kiss them.
Mikaela’s words were like a key, locking up what little willpower he had left.
Lurching forward almost violently, kissing Yuuichirou with fervent need-
everything was hot, and Yuuichirou’s lips were just so soft and Mikaela sucked
on one of them, drawing whimpers as he ran his hands up Yuuichirou’s torso- it
wasn’t enough.
Mikaela pulled back after the kiss, pulling his gloves off and tossing them
aside, wanting to feel Yuuichirou’s body. He set his bare hands on Yuuichirou’s
chest and he shivered, running his hands down Yuuichirou’s toned abdomen and
sides. He brought his hands back up and pushed the shirt and jacket off Yuu’s
shoulders, leaving him shirtless.
Wasting no time, Mikaela moved down to Yuuichirou’s pants, unzipping and
unbuttoning them with shaking hands. God, it was hot, all so hot, and Mikaela
felt a bit dizzy. He sat back momentarily, breathing in deep desperate gasps as
he unbuttoned his cloak and let it fall behind him.
He nearly ripped the coat of his uniform off his shoulders. He could leave the
dress shirt on, at least for now.
Yuuichirou was completely goneby this point.
He was perfectly happy to let Mikaela wreck him. His mind had shut down all
other thoughts, anything that might have tried to distract him from the need to
fuck and spread his legs for the gorgeous Alpha looming over him.
He peered through lust-ridden eyes and could only manage small breaths, so
absolutely under the control of this predatory man making him feel so, so, so
good. It was utterly will-breaking, this biological quirk of theirs.
… But Yuuichirou could not bring himself to care.
Mikaela gripped the hem of Yuuichirou’s pants and pushed them down, stopping
when they got caught up on Yuuichirou’s boots. He moved to pull them off,
tossing them aside and getting the rest of the pants off. He would continue,
but he needed to touch Yuuichirou again.
He crawled back over Yuuichirou’s body, kissing on his collarbone, his neck,
his jaw- licking and sucking, running his hands on Yuuichirou’s chest again,
rolling his nipples under the palms of his hands.
Moving his hand down to palm at Yuuichirou’s dick under his boxer shorts,
Mikaela’s eyes widened when he was met with damp fabric. He looked down, seeing
the wet spots in Yuuichirou’s shorts, and it made Mikaela’s lungs empty out
with a shaky gasp as he realized just how much Yuuichirou needed him.
“F-fuck, Y-Yuu-chan,” Mikaela whined, turning back to his lover and kissing
Yuuichirou deeply, whining softly as he pushed his tongue into Yuuichirou’s
mouth in attempt to get as close as he possibly could.
All Yuuichirou wanted was more of those kisses, harder , more possessive
touches. He needed it, he was desperate for it… “M-Mika…!” He whined loudly,
arching his back into every little touch Mikaela gave to him. “ F-Fuck…”
His knees bent slightly and his legs parted just a little bit more. His cock
was throbbing and his arse- he dare not think about how wet he felt. It sent
shivers down his spine at the realization that his body was even able to do
this.
It almost felt impossible that he was in this position after only the second
time of coming into contact with Mikaela. The first hardly counted, for the
mere moments they spent staring at one another and then-
Yuuichirou groaned breathily. Thinking of Mikaela trying to take him away
really set his body on fire.
“I need more,” Yuuichirou gasped, “I want…” How do I talk?All Yuuichirou wanted
was for Mikaela to fuck him, and Mikaela just wanted to grant that desire...
Over and over and over again.
Yuu-chan’s gasps, Yuu-chan’s moans, Yuu-chan’s heat…
Mikaela’s mind was whirling with everything Yuuichirou was doing. He was beyond
overstimulated, absolutely astonished that what he’s craved for so long was
finally happening. Yuuichirou was crying out for more, and Mikaela knew
Yuuichirou wanted this.
Yuuichirou had to be comfortable with everything or else he wouldn’t be so
needy.
Once Mikaela had drilled it into his mind that this was 100 percent consensual,
he let himself loose. It took him a second- his eyes glinted, and he basically
pounced on Yuuichirou, kissing him roughly and gripping Yuuichirou’s hips. This
was it. They were going to have sex.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Mikaela rubbed their hips together, building a sweet, hot friction before
pulling away from Yuuichirou’s mouth and licking at his ear. He breathed puffs
of hot air onto Yuuichirou’s ear, making Yuuichirou shiver.
“Yuu-chan, Yuu-chan, I need to be inside of you…” he whispered, then pulled
back to get Yuuichirou’s boxers off, leaving him fully naked. The sight was
incredible- Yuuichirou was completely bare of any clothing, and he was the most
beautiful thing Mikaela had ever laid eyes on, with his skin flushed pink,
slick with sweat…
Yuuichirou was perfect.
Mikaela unzipped his pants, not patient enough to remove them or his boots.
They’d have to stay (he would never admit it out loud, but he felt pretty damn
attractive in those boots, anyways).
He pulled out his cock in a hurry, pumping it and nearly sobbing at how amazing
it felt to be touched- he was slick and pulsating, ready to be inside of
Yuuichirou… so he wasted no time.
Yuuichirou was wet and Mikaela reached over, slipping his fingers inside and
spreading Yuuichirou to make sure he was wide enough. He was more than ready.
Mikaela swallowed and positioned himself, gripping Yuuichirou’s waist and
locking his gaze with Yuuichirou’s heated green eyes.
“I love you, Yuu-chan,” he breathed, then pushed himself inside- slowly, but
all the way to the base- his mouth falling open and a shaky whimper falling
from his lips as he did.
“F-fuck, Yuu-...” Mikaela whined, heart ramming his chest at the ridiculous
amount of pleasure washing over his heated body. “Y-Yuu-chan…” He looked
through his bleary eyes down at Yuuichirou, waiting for confirmation that it
was okay to move.
Fuck, Mikaela has never felt anything more amazing in his life.
It was like somebody had turned off one switch in Yuuichirou’s mind and turned
on another, more feral, more animalistic one.
Mikaela had made it inside of him, and it felt so damn good , and now he was…
waiting? What the fuck? Yuuichirou growled. He was having none of that. He
needed movement, now! What sort of fool did Mikaela take Yuuichirou for?
Pushing his hands down above his head, he managed a short, jerky movement and
gasped at the thick, throbbing cock that pressed harder against his insides.
His eyes widened and then narrowed quickly as desire pulsed through him. It
felt like his body had lost the ability to feel anything other than what
Mikaela provided for him.
Mikaela flinched a little in surprise when Yuuichirou moved on his own, and
Mikaela raised his eyes back to Yuuichirou’s face, shock in his eyes as
Yuuichirou basically growled in frustration.
Yuuichirou could think of nothing more than the pleasure of Mikaela’s frenzied
desire getting them to this point and the pain of Mikaela’s cock entering him
for the first time. The hazy, almost dream-like fog in his mind stayed blank,
save for the images he could see with his eyes.
Mika-Mika-Mika-Mika… It was a chant, so desperate and true and one he did not
realize he had been repeating out. Through breathless, puffy and used lips,
Mikaela’s name spilled over and over again. His body was writhing and rutting
and he growled again.
“Mika… Mika don’t play with me, please…” Yuuichirou heard tales of what sex was
like, and nothing ever described could accurately account for how amazing it
felt to be one with a bonded partner. As a marked Omega, to have his partnered
Alpha inside of him during his heat…
“It’s incredible…”
Yuuichirou really was ready. Mikaela’s doubts washed away when Yuuichirou
whimpered his name and begged for more again, his hesitation slowly easing out
of him. Even if Yuuichirou was feeling a little pain, he wasn’t showing it.
Either way, Mikaela knew he would be hurting Yuuichirou more if he didn’t do
anything now.
He swallowed his insecurity and gripped Yuuichirou’s waist, rocking his hips
and causing himself to slide nearly all the way out of Yuuichirou, then
pressing himself back inside. The sounds Yuuichirou were making were like
music, making Mikaela’s blood hum with pleasure.
Mikaela let out a few strained gasps, then gripped Yuuichirou’s waist tighter,
thrusting a couple more times to make sure Yuuichirou was opened enough to
accommodate him- he definitely was.
“Yuu-chan…” Mikaela panted, “you feel so good, Yuu-chan…” His lips were dry, so
he leaned down, kissing Yuuichirou softly, then pulled apart and stared into
Yuuichirou’s eyes, seeing that familiar passion and liveliness… his Yuu-chan….
His.
The thought snapped something in Mikaela, and he let his desire run wild. He
hoisted Yuuichirou up slightly, pressing himself deeper into Yuuichirou, then
growled and nearly pulled all the way out of Yuuichirou before snapping his
hips and going fully back inside.
His rhythm picked up its pace, building momentum between them as Mikaela went
in deeper and harder every time– and on one particular thrust, Mikaela bumped
something inside of Yuuichirou and Yuuichirou made the most gorgeous sound
Mikaela thought he’s ever heard.
It was amazing that Yuuichirou had lasted as long as he had (or perhaps he had
already come God knows how many times and lost count from how constantly good
he felt).
Either way, Yuuichirou was about to come. His cock felt too hot, too heavy and
too much for something not inside something else. He dare not even think about
the pleasure Mikaela was getting from being inside of him…
… Inside of his hot, tight, dripping hole.
Just letting those words play inside of his mind on repeat made him tense up
and relax sporadically. His stomach fluttered as the heat prickled relentlessly
inside of him. He was so close- all that was holding him back from knowingly
coming was himself.
Mikaela was a trembling mess, hardly able to breathe with the thick air
surrounding them. He was moving his hips involuntarily, mind blurry and eyes
focused on Yuuichirou, absolutely drowning himself in image after image of
Yuuichirou’s faces and mentally recording the sounds he made.
Reaching out, no longer coherently paying attention, Yuuichirou dragged Mikaela
into messy kiss after messy kiss and tightened his legs into their locked
position. He stopped Mikaela from pulling out and rut himself down onto the
cock throbbing inside of him. Squeeze. Relax. Squeeze. Relax. Squeeze…
Oh, god, the way he’s moaning… Mikaela couldn’t imagine feeling any better than
this. He was so painfully hard, his length throbbing with heat- it was pelted
in wave after wave of incredibly pleasurable sensations.
His muscles ached with the effort of holding his position for Yuuichirou, but
he didn’t feel any pain- the aches were lost amongst his hammering heart and
heated, prickly skin. His throat was dry, filled only with his pants and
whimpers…
“Nghhhh…fuck … Mika…!” Yuuichirou fell apart.
Cum spurted up out of his cock and dribbled down the sides. It jerked and
throbbed until the orgasmic feeling in him was sated, and his entire frame felt
floppy. Panting hard, he could still feel Mikaela inside of him, hard and
wanton.
His breaths showed how much of a shaky mess Yuuichirou had become, but he
wanted to continue, he wanted to please Mikaela. He wanted…
“Come inside of me, please. I want you to… come inside of me…!”
“Y-Yuu-chan,” Mikaela could only say one word, over and over. “Yuu-chan, Yuu-
chan, Yuu-chan…” He said Yuuichirou’s name with more passion every time it was
repeated, his voice shaking, becoming more desperate.
Coming inside Yuu-chan… Shit…!
The thought hit Mikaela’s head once before white flashed before his eyes, and
he gasped, nearly choking on the moan that spilled from his lips as he pushed
himself deep inside. He shook as he felt hot relief flush through him, a sharp
sensation rippling through his body starting from his cock up to his spine as
he came within Yuuichirou, crying out, “Y-Yuu-…chan…!”
Yuuichirou had no voice left to use, unable to cry out when Mikaela’s thrusts
suddenly became more passionate. Yuuichirou had no sound left within him to
moan with as Mikaela reached his orgasm. All he could manage were the feeblest
of gasps and a throaty declaration of love. The fast rise and fall of his chest
as he struggled to get oxygen back inside of him drove him insane. He had
thought upon having sex that his heat would die off.
If anything, it was getting worse, as though having a partner suddenly meant
that his heat would not end until Mikaela wished it. Perhaps that was possible.
Who knew the strange abilities of an Alpha? He heard very little stories about
them, after all. Laying with limbs like jelly stuck down against the floor, he
watched Mikaela lazily as his body struggled to come to life again. If this was
what it meant to be an Omega, Yuuichirou felt screwed…
… in all senses of the word.
“M-Mika,” he said, softly. “M-Mika…” Surely I am forgetting something
important?
Mikaela did everything not to collapse and smash Yuuichirou under his weight,
holding himself up on shaking arms as he struggled to steady his breathing. He
just came, but he felt fiery passion rip through him, and he didn’t even pull
out of Yuuichirou before he was hard again.
This was insane. Mikaela scooped Yuuichirou into his arms, cradling his
precious Omega close as he peppered kisses on Yuuichirou’s neck and shoulders,
licking at his collarbones and lazily thrusting into Yuuichirou again. “Yuu-
chan, Yuu-chan…” he responded, pressing their hot bodies together and rocking
their hips.
Oh, hell, he could do this forever . Yuuichirou was too good. He tasted like
heaven, smelt unrealistically perfect, sounded like an angel… Mikaela licked at
Yuuichirou’s skin, feeling his wrinkled shirt sticking to his sweaty back. He
would have to remove that soon, but he was too distracted with Yuuichirou’s
hickey-spotted body to care about his own comfort. He left more bite marks, his
thrusts gaining speed for the second time.
Yuuichirou was confused. His mind was so overcome with pleasure that it didn’t
occur to him that his heat wouldn’t end after one round of sex. He didn’t think
that his body would want more from Mikaela. To be honest, he hadn’t expected to
wake up, offer his blood, go through an Alpha-Omega bonding straight after,
with said bonding then kick-starting his heat. This was all a little too
strange and a little too fast.
He didn’t stop though. And he god damn hoped that Mikaela didn’t stop either.
If he dared stop this, Yuuichirou might lose all form of control and go
absolutely bat-shit crazy. Yuuichirou might not have expected this to happen,
but now that it had…
… he had no desire for it to stop.
Every hard snap of Mikaela’s hips was a force of pleasure that jolted
Yuuichirou over and over again. Every slight touch of Mikaela’s skin was filled
with a warm hum. Each rut he managed to do felt so good, he could only cry out
Mikaela’s name.
Drowning in the endless waves of pleasure, Mikaela’s eyes were focused on
Yuuichirou, his hips moving on their own accord to make more friction, to get
as close to Yuuichirou as he could be. He gripped Yuuichirou’s dick a little
harder, making the strokes tighter and hotter. He angled his hips so he thrust
more directly into Yuuichirou, repeatedly hitting his deepest wall and dragging
out cries of pleasure from deep within Yuuichirou.
It had not been long since Yuuichirou had come once, perhaps a couple of
minutes at most. But Yuuichirou was formerly a virgin before this, and now
stuck in his heat, filled up with whatever Mikaela had to give him, he was
close to coming once again.
Dare Yuuichirou say it, they could quite well be doing it into the night at
this rate, and if that happened…? Suddenly, a thought occurred to him as he
remembered, “M-Mika, my f-friends- Fuck it feels good…! Damn it, Mika.I’ve
forgot my friends!”
Mikaela felt a surge of frustration. He wanted Yuuichirou to be happy, of
course. But god, could they really stop now? They couldn’t just go save
Yuuichirou’s friends, especially in their heat. Surely, Yuuichirou would
understand that…
“W-We can’t, Yuu-chan,” Mikaela gasped out, pumping Yuuichirou’s cock in
attempt to distract him once again, “n-not like this… We won’t… accomplish
anything,” he panted out. He felt bad that Yuuichirou had to worry. But he
didn’t care about the sake of Yuuichirou’s friends, who were most likely
deceiving him anyways- he only cared for Yuuichirou, and the only thing
Yuuichirou needed right now was release. Satisfaction. Saving humans could
wait.
“Focus on me, Yuu-chan…” Mikaela whined, bending down and pulling Yuuichirou
close, pressing them flush together as he slammed his hips against Yuuichirou’s
faster, shivering as Yuuichirou cried out and clung to his wrinkled shirt.
Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…Yuuichirou cried out again, gripping Mikaela’s shirt harder.
Mikaela managed to overrun Yuuichirou’s thoughts about his friends. He managed
with ease to bring all of Yuuichirou’s attention back to himself. It would have
been scary how easily he had managed if the pair of them had the mindset to
even consider it. Unfortunately (or quite the opposite, as the case may be),
they were in the throes of passion, lost to their instincts and unstoppable in
their biological needs until their bodies could no longer handle the strain.
On that dirty, broken supermarket floor, Yuuichirou had fallen in love.
With Mikaela driving so deeply inside of him, over and over and over again,
pounding into him and clinging so close to him, all Yuuichirou could do to stay
sane was cling back- moan louder , pant faster , fuck harder.
Mika… Mika… Mika… Mika…
It didn’t take much after that, and had Yuuichirou a mind about him, he might
have been embarrassed. But once again, the pleasure became too much. The
overwhelming, burning sensation of needing to climax washed over him and
jerkily, shakily and writhing, he did. His second- third- fourth (he didn’t
know, did they ever stop?) orgasm ripped through him, left him breathless and
weak against Mikaela once again. But, for Mikaela who rutted into him,
Yuuichirou held on. He knew now that this heat would not let him finish here.
He also knew that he had no clue when it would let him finish.
Mikaela lost count of how many times Yuuichirou had come, but it was always
incredible to him. His eyes widened as Yuuichirou shuddered, called out his
name, squeezed his length, gasped- it was all so beautiful, so perfect to
Mikaela that he couldn’t remove his eyes, even if he tried. He swallowed
thickly, a hot flush trickling up his neck as he thrusted a few more times,
coming a second time inside of Yuuichirou, whispering hoarsely, “Yuu-chan…”
Under normal circumstances, that would of knocked both of them out, fully
drained of energy. Mikaela did falter, hanging his head and panting, arms
shaking as they kept up with the physical strain of their passion. His shirt
stuck to him in all places, and fuck, it was too uncomfortable-
Mikaela sat up enough to unbutton the last of his shirt, peeling it off of his
body and throwing it aside, loving the way the cooler air hit his skin- but it
wasn’t enough. His internal heat skyrocketed. His throat was dry as he groaned
a little, feeling his cum mixed from the first and second orgasms seep around
his re-hardening length, much of it coming out of Yuuichirou and onto the
floor.
This is so… Mikaela’s cheeks flared red as he looked at their mess, then looked
at Yuuichirou, sprawled out on his back, whimpering with dried cum on his chest
and abs. God, was he beautiful.
“Yuu-chan…” Mikaela whispered, mind spinning at how fast he was getting hard
again. This is impossible. So this is what it’s like to be in a heat… How many
times…?
They needed to find somewhere more comfortable for this. Mikaela’s knees ached,
and Yuuichirou must not be so cozy on the hard, concrete floor. There had to be
somewhere.
Mikaela gathered himself and pulled out of Yuuichirou, slowly, then shakily
pushed his half-hard erection into his pants and zipped it, scooping his
clothes up and stuffing them by his elbow. He leaned down, sliding his hands
under Yuuichirou’s body and picking him up, carrying him and throwing his cape
over Yuuichirou’s body to protect him from any eyes that may have seen them.
Mikaela remained shirtless, and he cradled Yuuichirou close to him as he left
the supermarket, eyes searching for somewhere, anywhere else.
Yuuichirou whined softly as Mikaela deemed their position no longer worthy of
what they were doing. The emptiness inside of him left him feeling wrong during
his time of heat. Almost immediately, he flung his arms around Mikaela’s neck
and tugged himself up to kiss at the bare skin.
“M-Mika…!” He exclaimed, sensual in tone, and from the hot breath across
Mikaela’s skin, it was obvious what he wanted- what he would always want (or so
it seemed at that moment). It did not even occur to him that they should find a
better place. All he cared for was that Mikaela sated his heat and pleasured
him over and over. All he wanted was Mikaela’s dick pushing into him, spreading
him open and filling him up over and over.
The tip of Mikaela’s cloak fell down to pool in Yuuichirou’s lap. The chill of
cold air should have made him shiver, but it was a sweet relief to burning
sensation growing in his body; a sensation he would not have been subjected to
had Mikaela continued. A sensation that Mikaela was forcing Yuuichirou to
endure for too long.
Suddenly, his needy Omega instincts came into play and he growled loudly. His
eyes seemed sharp as he pushed up and did not just kiss Mikaela’s neck, but he
bit down onto it. “Mika! I want you! What are you doing?” Maybe at one point he
would be embarrassed by this, but right now? Mikaela needed to take care of him
in his time of need, and to Yuuichirou, Mikaela wasn’t doing his job.
At the bite, Mikaela’s legs stopped and his knees trembled. He nearly dropped
Yuuichirou, but he instinctively regained the strength in his arms, holding
Yuuichirou close to him as he gasped.
“Y-Yuu-chan…!” Mikaela panted out, shocked by how… irritated Yuuichirou was
after Mikaela tried to do the right thing. Mikaela guessed he really didn’t
realize just how badly Yuuichirou wanted it…
“S-sorry, Yuu-chan,” Mikaela managed to speak with an uneven voice, his eyes
searching their surroundings when he spotted a few parked cars. He quickly made
his way over, hoping to god one of them was unlocked.
To Mikaela’s luck, one of them was propped open enough for Mikaela to wedge his
foot inside and pry the door all the way open. It creaked a little, and the
interior of the car had been relatively untouched, still somewhat clean.
Mikaela placed Yuuichirou in the passenger seat, then reached on the side,
yanking the seat handle and dropping it to lay flat. Yuuichirou yelped as it
fell, and Mikaela wasted no time in swinging his leg over Yuuichirou’s hips and
crawling on top of Yuuichirou again.
“This should be a bit better, Yuu-chan,” Mikaela breathed, then leaned down,
kissing Yuuichirou and groaning at the burst of heat that rekindled inside of
him, making his dick instantly as hard as it was before they trekked over to
the car. His heat was partially to blame, but he really believed it was mostly
just due to how much he loved and desired Yuuichirou.
To Yuuichirou- bold, wanton, and hungry for something only his mate could give
him- where they mated meant very little (but to the Yuuichirou, that would
sooner or later regain his sanity. The change of scenery was sure to warrant
his thanks).
The car was comfier and kinder to his back, and its broken structure gave them
the space to rut as they had done in the supermarket- that was for sure. But
something was still missing.
… Mikaela was still missing. Yuuichirou growled once again. He could feel
Mikaela’s hard cock against his skin, but not inside of him, where he wanted it
to be. His own cock was hard between his legs and ached to be touched. Watching
Mikaela above him, Yuuichirou looked positively feral with desire and taunting
seduction. He ran his tongue along his already wet lower lip.
“Come on, Mika. Is that really the best you can give me?” His eyes lit up with
a challenging tone he didn’t have earlier when Mikaela was wrecking his body
with pleasure. “Or should I find a more suitable Alpha to my needs?” He might
have laughed had he not been carefully watching Mikaela’s eyes.
Another Alpha? Mikaela froze for a second, eyes wide as something hot and sharp
went through him- incredible possessiveness. The thought of anyone else,
especially an Alpha, touching his Omega, his Yuu-chan…
Of the little facts Yuuichirou knew about the kind he became a part of… one was
that a challenge to an Alpha would cost him, whether that be his life or his
body- but with Mikaela, he was sure he already knew the answer.
Mikaela growled a bit through his teeth, eyes immediately narrowing with a
desire to mark Yuuichirou even more than he had. He had to watch Yuuichirou
closely, stay by his side, because another Alpha could appear any moment.
No , he would not allow that. They were not allowed to even look at Yuuichirou.
Mikaela leaned down, pushing Yuuichirou’s head to the side with a few nudges,
biting down in the soft area under his jaw and sucking the skin, leaving a dark
hickey. He ran his hands up Yuuichirou’s torso, digging his nails in and
scratching Yuuichirou not too much, but enough to make Yuuichirou shiver. He
then moved one hand down, wrapping his fingers around Yuuichirou’s wet dick,
then pumping with quick flicks of his wrist.
This was torture. Yuuichirou’s heat was torture. The way Mikaela touched him
was torture. And yet, he didn’t want it to stop, he didn’t want it to end. He
wanted Mikaela’s hand to stay stroking his cock. He wanted Mikaela’s cock
inside of him once more. It startled him how deep his desires went, and he was
sure that even once his heat was over, he would still want to do this.
Mikaela relished in the sound of Yuuichirou’s groans, his gasps, his whimpers.
He loved how Yuuichirou clung to his back, how he rolled his hips up into his
hand… Yuuichirou was justso beautiful…
Chanting Mikaela’s name over and over. In a small voice, with no little amount
of power, he repeated, “Mika, Mika, Mika …” … and like a song, he brought his
words together with a melody of his moans. Letting his eyes flutter open, he
watched Mikaela carefully and tried to smile. Whether or not he managed it, he
watched Mikaela’s expression. Yuuichirou was completely wrecked by his heat and
any upturned grin had look more sexual than kind, breathless rather than
breathtaking. Mikaela was just too good and Yuuichirou wanted more of him.
Hearing his name fall off of Yuuichirou’s lips like that… Mikaela felt as
desperate as he did their first round. He moved his hand faster, gripping a
little tighter to create more friction, wanting to make Yuuichirou feel as
amazing as possible.
“Mika, come on … you brought me to this place, you better show me exactly why…”
In an enclosed space such as this, Yuuichirou could only hope to think about
the naughty, sensual things Mikaela would do to him. There was no escape and
complete submission on Yuuichirou’s part. Now, would Mikaela step up and show
him just how Alpha he could be?
From the way Yuuichirou was squirming and spreading his legs out… Mikaela knew
Yuuichirou wanted to be filled again. It was an Omega’s desire, after all. He
swallowed and leaned forward, kissing Yuuichirou hotly, tongues twining
together before he pulled away with a wet sound. Against Yuuichirou’s
glistening lips, he whispered, “turn around.”
As Yuuichirou turned himself over with no protest, Mikaela spread Yuuichirou’s
legs and crouched over Yuuichirou’s form, gripping his waist with one hand and
the handle hanging off the car’s ceiling with the other (he was never sure what
they were for, but they were extra helpful now). He then pushed himself all the
way inside, loudly crying out, “Yuu-chan…!” as his vision swayed with the blow
of pleasure he experienced.
In a split second, Yuuichirou was all around him again, and Mikaela felt like
he could climax right then and there. But oh, he wanted to rock into Yuuichirou
from behind, lean over and mark up his back, whisper in his ear… Mikaela would
hold out for that. With those thoughts in mind to motivate him, Mikaela rocked
his hips, watching as Yuuichirou reacted to the new position.
“Mi—ka!!” Yuuichirou cried out, eyes widening at the mind-blowing pleasure that
slammed into his body.
A moment ago, he was prepared to go for as long as necessary. Now? Now he ached
. God, he wanted Mikaela. He wanted Mikaela to come inside of him. He wanted to
hear more of that sinful voice. But something inside of him had damped his
heat; almost as though it was close to ending. … But that couldn’t be, right?
Yuuichirou thought with a little confusion.
A heat was meant to last hours, days even, and they had only been at it… what?
A couple of hours, maybe more… actually, he didn’t know how long. Perhaps it
was just the effect of being marked that set this miniature heat off then?
Yuuichirou shuddered and clenched down on Mikaela regardless.
“P-Please come in me…” He groaned, shakily. “M-Mika, please…” There was some
normalcy to his tone, a shred of embarrassment and dignity that his heat had
stolen from him. Just as quickly and furiously as it had come on, his heat
threatened to disappear. However… he did not want that. He wanted it to last,
he wanted to forget about all else.
Mika. Mika. Mika. Mika.What would happen next, when Mikaela finished as well?
Yuuichirou’s thoughts started to come back to him. He needed to save his
friends. He needed to persuade Mikaela to return with him. They could not
separate now. It was impossible… they had become too connected.
Yuuichirou bore all of his weight onto his arms and they were starting to hurt.
It was a sweet reprieve from how sensitive his body was- to be able to focus on
the ache of his weight. He trembled beneath Mikaela’s body, moaned weakly as he
was thrust into over and over again…
… And his dick… It hurt so, so, so good. He definitely wouldn’t be able to last
much longer after this. There was no way, no how. His heat was fading away. The
hazy spots in his mind were starting to come into focus once again. The
thoughts of his friends were beginning to return. Yuuichirou never would have
been able to help his friends, even if he tried to fight against his biological
urge- and while he felt guilty for not fighting it, nobody would fault him. All
humans knew the cons of being in an Alpha-Omega bond. A battlefield with
ticking time bombs was not good at all. But what could they do?
His thighs lowered slightly, as holding his weight became harder. His own hips
lazily thrust back against Mikaela’s cock pushing inside of him and sometimes
he would jerk them forward until he realized that was that; he was spent. He
couldn’t come anymore…
Mikaela dropped his head, losing the strength to hold himself up. All of his
energy was put into his hips. Every breath trembled, and Mikaela had been on
the edge of orgasm ever since he came the last time, so Yuuichirou’s
encouragement only convinced him to release himself again. He bit down on the
back of Yuuichirou’s neck, his shaky groan muffled by Yuuichirou’s skin as he
came, filling Yuuichirou a third time that evening- and yet, it still made
Mikaela’s mind spin as if it was the first.
“Yuu…-chan…” Mikaela struggled to speak, lapping at the mark he made on the
back of Yuuichirou’s neck. His hips were still moving but gradually slowing
down. Hiis vision was blurry. He was coming down from his high, and he was
unsure if this was the end of their heat for now or if it would start up again
shortly. He had never been through this and neither had Yuuichirou.
What should they do now? They were sticky and filled with dried cum in the
middle of a car far from anywhere they could safely clean up.
Before concern got too rooted into Mikaela’s mind, he simply nuzzled
Yuuichirou’s hair and inhaled his scent, wanting to remember every moment of
this experience.
“M…Mika…” Yuuichirou whined softly, sleepily, sated.
As Mikaela came back into focus, he slid out of Yuuichirou, adjusting his
weight and allowing Yuuichirou to lay down and regain his strength. He looked
over their bodies- they were an absolute mess. Bite marks everywhere, drying
sweat, saliva and cum… it made Mikaela blush with realization of just what they
were doing.
“Yuu-chan,” Mikaela whispered back, kissing Yuuichirou’s neck and cuddling
Yuuichirou’s weakened body to his chest. “Are you okay, Yuu-chan?” He asked
uncertainly. He knew the first heat, and any heat really, drained the energy
from an Omega. Of course he had to worry for Yuuichirou’s comfort and well-
being.
Yuuichirou didn’t immediately reply to Mikaela. His voice felt wrecked, his
body ravished, but most of all, he was sated. His breaths came out in short
bursts and he weakly clung onto Mikaela- a softer, more kinder form of comfort
compared to the constant rounds of sex they had both just happily endured.
With his mind still somewhat of a muddled mess, Yuuichirou didn’t immediately
call out a demand to help his friends. Instead, he cuddled Mikaela tighter and
then said, “I’m fine, just- … I just need you to hold me.”
Mikaela nodded and held Yuuichirou close, gently rubbing his back and threading
his fingers through his hair. He felt at home- like he was doing what he had
always wanted to do… hold Yuuichirou close, inhale his scent, kiss his
forehead… it was all so right. He wondered if it was just the Alpha and Omega
factors, but he doubted it. He knew it was their deep connection, and their
positions only made their bond even stronger.
Chuckling, despite his lack of energy, Yuuichirou added, “and maybe soon, I’ll
need you to find me some clothes.” His poor uniform must have been too damaged
to wear. His eyes closed and he thought to himself, I can’t believe this even
happened, that I’m an Omega, and Mika- Mika, of all people, is my Alpha.
After some time had passed, Mikaela patted Yuuichirou’s back gently. “I’m gonna
go look in the stores down this block for some clothes for you,” Mikaela told
him. “Just stay here, alright?” He slowly peeled himself off of Yuuichirou,
emerging from the car and stretching his muscles. He walked out, going towards
an abandoned GAP clothing store and stepping around the broken door.
It didn’t take long for him to find a comfortable looking t-shirt and a pair of
jeans that were Yuuichirou’s size. He brought them back, ripping off the tags
along the way and getting back into the car.
Once Yuuichirou had his clothes on (in the process, Mikaela had grabbed himself
a shirt and threw that on), they got out of their car, since it was completely
destroyed- as it had been before they got inside- and went to a car parked
across the street, which was in better condition. Luckily, the keys were stuck
in the ignition, and it started after a few twists.
They were soon on their way to save Yuuichirou’s squad, and Mikaela decided
that even if he wasn’t too keen on saving them, he wanted to make Yuuichirou
happy. Judging by the grin on Yuuichirou’s face as he gazed out the window of
their moving car… Mikaela was doing the right thing.
End Notes
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