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That night, the last thing he expected was that, after so many years, he would meet Alhaitham again.
His blushing face was hiding between his arms as he struggled to repress the tears that once again threatened to fill his eyes. One way or another, he had managed to fix his hair and dress up properly, even if at this point in time, his air was already a mess.
If he was the same alpha he was some years ago, he would have never allowed anyone to see him as pathetic as he was (alphas were supposed to be calm and collected, weren't they?), but right now he could only allow himself to hide his tears while getting drunk to death.
"Kaveh?"
So yes, the last person he expected to meet, the last person he wanted to meet was Alhaitham.
It was strange.
The moment he saw him, his heart dropped, getting ready to be criticized, to be looked down and be told how pathetic he was. Because Alhaitham, unlike him, was doing really well, of course, and Kaveh knew it.
None of that happened.
Alhaitham sat next to him and listened, as he always did. As if time didn't pass and they never fell out.
Maybe that's why he got carried away and ended up letting out everything he had been holding back. He whined until he got tired, he even cried a little (in spite of himself) and, when the time came, he left the tavern with him, even though he would rather stay. Yes, he was indeed pathetic. He would rather sleep at the tavern than go back to a house that wasn't a home.
And there it was. The sight of his once upon a time 'home' once again flooded his heart with despair, reminding him of what he has lost and how it was all _his_ fault.
Alhaitham, always so good at speaking at the right moment, blurted out, "How has realizing your ideals gone for you?"
If he had asked him that before, he would have gone mad. He would have replied 'what would you know about realizing one's ideals?' That annoying scribe, a proud, well-respected alpha that never strayed away from his oh-so-fruitful logic. Yet now... he was too tired.
-
By the time he came to his senses, he was waking up in Alhaitham's house.
He couldn't understand what happened, so he wanted to get up and leave right away.
Of course, he had to pass in front of the kitchen, where Alhaitham sat drinking coffee already. As soon as he saw him, he froze, but Alhaitham got up.
"You're awake. I thought you were going to sleep more. Do you want to have breakfast?"
Kaveh recovered.
"Actually, I have to leave already, so..."
Grrr.
His stomach wanted revenge on him for not feeding himself properly and mercilessly betrayed him, so he had to swallow the discomfort and sit down to eat.
"I was thinking that we could have soup for lunch," Alhaitham casually said.
Kaveh, who wasn't paying that much attention, reflexively nodded.
Therefore, he stayed for lunch.
"What about we go out to dinner? I'll buy you a drink."
And when it was time to go back.
"Why don't you stay tonight?"
Those last words were repeated again and again to the point that, finally, he stopped thinking about leaving.
Even then, he couldn't really feel safe. He didn't think Alhaitham was the kind of person that would invite him to stay in his house just because. There he was, opening the doors of his house to him, and Kaveh was still waiting for Alhaitham to ask him for something, _anything_, but it never happened. That's why he started to pay him rent and help with the house chores. Because he _needed_ a reason to stay.
Alhaitham being kind without a reason?
It wasn't possible.
He didn't deserve it, no matter how much, deep down, he really desired that.
-
After living with Alhaitham for some time, he started to question other things, and certain feelings came creeping in from the most secluded place of his hearth, as if they had never even left.
As he had said, Alhaitham was a well-respected alpha. He had a good position, wealth and, even if his own alpha pride didn't allow him to admit it, he was quite attractive. His personality was kind of difficult and most of the people wouldn't have the chance to really get to know him (something that Kaveh was secretly proud of), but come on, besides that, he was an alpha any omega would dream of.
On top of that, his pheromones' scent was strangely sweet even though he was an alpha. He always had that light old books and coffee's scent. Kaveh didn't sense a bit of aggressiveness though he was an alpha invading his space, so it wasn't difficult to return the courtesy even when they were arguing.
Thus, how come he never came back home with anyone?
The idea bothered him as much as it pleased him. It stayed on the back of his mind whispering like a ghost every time he saw Alhaitham. Therefore, he couldn't really feel safe.
"Why are you taking an unpaid job again? In case you forgot, you haven't paid the rent yet."
That's why he couldn't help but suddenly blurt it out.
"Ugh, don't you see? That's why you can't find a mate!"
He couldn't help it. His pheromones flooded out of him aggressively, surrounding them both.
Alhaitham stared at him for a moment, his expression revealing a bit of surprise that no one else but Kaveh would notice. Kaveh instantly regretted it, but when he was about to take them back, Alhaitham recovered already.
"What is the relationship between my relationship status and your poor economic decisions?" This time the junior did look at him as if he was stupid.
A vein throbbed on his temple, and his pheromones became stronger.
"If you were kinder, you wouldn't ask me for the rent when you know I don't have money, don't you think?" It's not like Kaveh would accept it if that happened, but he kept talking to cover what he really wanted to say. "I'm sure you'd have some potential mates if you were more thoughtful. Instead, you scare everyone away with your coldness."
"You seem really interested in me getting a mate."
Of course he didn't want him to get a mate! That was the problem!
Alhaitham spoke more slowly than usual, as if it was hard for him to talk back, a little detail that Kaveh didn't notice.
"If I had one, I don't think they'd be okay with me living with an alpha, are you that eager to leave? Isn't it kind enough of me to wait for you to make your own house?"
"You—! What's the problem with me being an alpha?! Don't use me as an excuse for your non-existent appeal!"
Alphas weren't compatible with each other, everyone knew that. There was no reason for an omega to be jealous of him. Right?
Alhaitham rubbed his temples. Maybe it was his imagination, but it appeared to Kaveh that he was a bit rosy.
"I'm not arguing about this with someone whose situation isn't any better than mine. I'm going to my room."
And Alhaitham actually left.
Kaveh stood there confused for a moment, and only then did his pheromones start to disperse.
Usually, Alhaitham would come back to the issue at hand once and again. When he thought about it, didn't he seem a bit overwhelmed? Was he seriously worried he didn't have a mate?
Ha. As if.
Yet, even if he said that, Kaveh held his aching heart.
Not even once did it come to his mind how strange it was to face an alpha with pheromones on full display and not receiving an answer.
-
Two days later, Kaveh was coming back from talking with a client when he found Alhaitham reading on the living room's sofa. That wasn't weird. What was weird was that he had Kaveh's blouse on his lap like it's normal.
Kaveh stared at him stupefied, mouth dropped and all, until Alhaitham had to look up at his roommate's persistent gaze.
"What's wrong with you? Are you waiting to see how long it takes for a fly to enter your mouth?"
Kaveh: ...
He shut his mouth.
But that wasn't right.
He opened his mouth and pointed at Alhaitham's lap.
"Why do you have my blouse?"
Alhaitham looked down and, with his free hand, grabbed the blouse as if it was a curious discovery. Kaveh approached with a stretched hand expecting him to give it back. However, prior to that, that shameless man brought it closer to his face and smelled it. Instead of bringing it closer to his face, you could say he buried his nose in it, and instead of only smelling it, it was more like he was getting drunk on Kaveh's pheromones' aroma. As if it was a drug he especially enjoyed.
Kaveh: ......
The heat spread through Kaveh's face as if he was on fire, and that wasn't the only place where that happened. He opened his mouth and shut it again when Alhaitham's gaze fell on him.
"Don't leave your clothes all around."
Kaveh: .........
He almost tore off the blouse from his hands before running away to his room.
What the hell.
-
Of course that wasn't the only weird thing Alhaitham did (to Kaveh's torture).
They were eating and suddenly Alhaitham complimented his food.
Kaveh: ?
Or when Kaveh was in his study and Alhaitham came in to gaze at him for a moment only to leave without asking him anything.
Kaveh: ??
Or that time when they were out to buy food and Alhaitham leaned on his shoulder to look at the vegetables.
Kaveh: ///?????
But the time that really drove him crazy was when he was cooking, hair tied in a bun, talking about his current project as usual, when Alhaitham came to him from behind, hands surrounding his waist drove him closer to Alhaitham. Before he could say anything, he felt a faint breath on his neck, only a bit above his scent glands.
Out of nowhere, Alhaitham _bit_ him.
Kaveh shivered instantly as thousands of ideas ran wild in his mind.
He almost threw everything as he turned around to shout, hands covering his neck as if he was naked.
"W-W-W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Alhaitham looked as stunned as him. He stared at Kaveh for a moment, licking his lips, just to say calmly:
"I wonder so too."
Kaveh: //////??????
-
If he had to admit what he imagined at that time and how much he wanted to jerk off to his roommate, he would have to move to Khaenri'ah, so he wouldn't.
Because it was ridiculous to have that kind of thoughts about another alpha, as he repeated himself a thousand times when they were students, and he was a million times more pathetic than back then. No, thanks.
Besides that, if Alhaitham knew, he wouldn't leave him alone.
If Alhaitham knew...
What the hell was going on with Alhaitham?!
In addition to all of those "little" things, he realized that Alhaitham was much more calm than usual. He also noticed that Alhaitham's scent was much stronger than before, and Kaveh couldn't help but intentionally smell every time his junior came close to him. BUT HE NEVER DID IT WHEN ALHAITHAM COULD SEE! NOT IN FRONT OF HIM! NOT IN SUCH AN EVIDENT AND SHAMELESS WAY!
No, Alhaitham was definitely acting strange!
"If I didn't know him better, I would have thought that he was an omega about to go into heat or something haha.
Yeah, of course.
The incredibly arrogant and self-assured genius of Alhaitham, an omega.
No offense to omegas with the stereotypes, but it was a huge joke.
-
Initially, he tried to finish his current project, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't concentrate. The more he tried to stop thinking about it, the more sensible he was to Alhaitham's pheromones' scent, so he couldn't do anything in the end. Was it some kind of punishment?
He couldn't sit in front of his project, so he got up and ran away like the coward he was.
Certainly, as Alhaitham took the trouble to point out, he didn't have a mora, so he had no choice but to go to Tighnari's house. His friend might have noticed how bad because he allowed him to accompany Collei in her daily duties. Later, he stayed for dinner (feeling stupid for being so nervous he had to skip their tacit promise to eat together, though he did ask for extra food to take home).
As it was still early when they finished, he took a walk with Mehrak, the companion he had recently created. Therefore, since Mehrak was the only one that would listen to him without judgment, he got carried away.
"Stupid Alhaitham, what's wrong with him? He's all over the place leaving behind his stupidly erotic pheromones, then suddenly he comes and bites me as if he wanted to mark me. He's got no business being so arousing to another alpha, what does he think he is, an omega? Next time he does something like that, I'm going to eat him up and..."
Mehrak: ...
When he had exhausted all his words, he decided it was time to go home. He was ready to play pretend.
The problem was that, before he could even step inside, he froze in place.
That's because, for some reason, the strong scent of pheromones suddenly embraced every part of him.
They weren't just pheromones, but an omega's pheromones.
And by the strength of the scent, it was an omega in heat.
Thus, he stood still for a second as his head was spinning.
The first thing that came to his mind was that Alhaitham really did get a partner and took them to _THEIR_ house so he could prove to Kaveh that he could play around if he wanted (or something like that).
The sole idea angered him so much he did enter the house and shut the door with a BANG.
If that's what he wanted to do...!
Truth was he wouldn't know the end of that sentence or what he would have done, because the moment he got close to the rooms, he noticed something else.
Muffled moans.
Ok, he kind of expected that.
What really drew his attention was that there was only one voice.
His deep, hoarse voice moaned intermittently, as if he was trying to restrain himself to prevent Kaveh from hearing it even if he couldn't help but keep doing what he was doing.
His mind couldn't quite grasp it yet. However, his body moved of its own accord towards the door of Alhaitham's room, reflexively leaving Mehrak and the food on a piece of furniture.
May the Archons forgive him, but his heart had started running at 100 km/h and was screaming the need to hear that voice closer. And by closer he meant next to his ear, as he pressed the person under him, their bodies touching without any fabric in between and....
"Alhaitham?" His own voice sounded deeper than usual.
He was already over to the door, hand on the doorknob, but something didn't feel right, so he didn't open it instantly.
He distinctly heard the sheets slip and, right after, the wet sound of suction release, accompanied by another moan.
It was too much.
At this point, as close as they were, as easy as it was for him to hear any movement inside that room... He had to bite his lips to restrain the heat that burned him, his instincts that begged him to open the door at once and claim that omega he kept pretending not to know.
"Alhaitham, are you there? Can I come in?"
Silence.
His fingers that clung tightly to the doorknob began to turn it involuntarily.
Then, a sharp intake of breath.
"Don't come in!"
The bed bounced as the body stepped off it and he heard the staggering footsteps to the door.
And hell yes he sounded desperate. Desperate to get him away, as well as desperate for Kaveh to ignore him and burst into the room.
It was definitely the same voice. It was Alhaitham.
And his thoughts clouded even more, for how was it possible that Alhaitham could make that voice? Just for him to hear. Suddenly it was like a strange game to him, like a dream. Hadn't he dreamed a thousand times of having him like that?
An incredulous, nervous smile crept onto his lips.
"What's wrong? You don't sound so good."
And as he began to turn the doorknob once more, with the slowness of one who knows he has his prey cornered and is enjoying its helplessness, he found that his someone was holding the doorknob from the other side.
"_Kaveh_." How did that name he had heard him utter a thousand times aroused him so much right now? "You don't want this. It's just a physiological reaction to the pheromones of an omega in heat, you have to remember that omega is me."
That fucker still managed to formulate a logical sentence in the midst of his heat.
How the hell could he forget him when they were separated by a simple wooden door, when his all too familiar scent of coffee and old books, which was normally comfortable and familiar, was now sweet and intoxicating?
And so, he only had to exert a little force for the door to give way, opening towards him. Alhaitham, not expecting the sudden action, fell toward him. At last, Kaveh had him in his arms.
What a sight.
Alhaitham watched him from below, chin against Kaveh's chest, his pale face now tinged with a soft pink. His teal eyes wide with surprise. His red lips slightly parted, as if waiting for Kaveh to do something with that mouth. And when Kaveh's hands went to wrap around him without thinking, he discovered that below his shirt there was only skin. His hard dick was already pressing against Kaveh's pants that he so badly wanted to tear right then.
Could they blame him for the fire that spread all over his body?
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
He was stupid. Because in all those years it had never occurred to him that Alhaitham could be anything other than an alpha. Even those last few days. He never thought he could have him like this, so... helpless.
He couldn't help himself this time. Without allowing him to say another word, Kaveh's hands slid down Alhaitham's legs and, in one motion, he settled one leg on either side of his waist and lifted Alhaitham to his height. His junior gritted his teeth, but the moan escaped his lips with no way to be held back as his penis trapped between them received the best of the friction.
Kaveh was a hopeless romantic, always had been. From the first moment he realized he felt something more for Alhaitham, he dreamed of kissing those lips softly, enjoying their breaths meeting and the inexperience of both of them. At the time, it was just that, a dream, but now that he had him inches away from his face....
He buried his face in Alhaitham's neck and breathed in more of that sweet intoxicating scent, just in case his growing erection pressing against Alhaitham wasn't enough already.
And all because, even as his instincts were tearing away every shred of control and shame he had left, and as the scent of their pheromones melded into one, there was a voice telling him he _didn't deserve it_.
"Ka—"
"Let me help you, Haitham."
It was too late to regret it now.
He entered the room with long strides, and in a few seconds they were both stumbling over the bed.
Kaveh barely broke away a little that Alhaitham's legs closed tightly around his waist and caught his arm, as if afraid he would pull away. They both froze on the spot. In the middle of the low-lit room, neither of them moved for a few seconds.
Then, Kaveh allowed himself to shyly caress Alhaitham's cheek.
"I'm not leaving, I said I was going to help you."
Alhaitham looked like he wanted to bite his hand.
"No, actually you should go— ngh—"
It seemed that he could still refuse (that fucker had a lot of willpower), but his words were shamelessly interrupted by Kaveh's other hand, which had already traveled to his crotch and caught his dick. Even though he hadn't touched it until then, it was still hard and pre-seminal fluid was dripping from it. And Kaveh was already moving his hand up and down. Something inside him was especially enjoying how easy it was to shut Alhaitham up in that state.
Kaveh slipped out of Alhaitham's grip without stopping jerking him off, and soon he was leaning over his crotch.
If he couldn't taste his lips, there was something else he really wanted to taste.
"Kaveh, n-no." Alhaitham stuttered as if in spite of himself.
Alhaitham couldn't stop him in that state, right now he really was a feeble scholar, but he tried. He pushed Kaveh's head away from him, and something about the way he did it burst forcefully into his thoughts.
Wasn't he in heat? Why was he still trying so hard to resist, was Kaveh so unattractive to him?
So, through the heat that had taken over his body, he stopped.
When Kaveh looked up at Alhaitham, with the other's hands still in his hair, his eyes were moisty.
"What? What's the matter, Haitham?"
As always when he was hurt, he began to blurt out nonsense.
"You invited an alpha into your home, isn't this what you wanted?" He spat word after word bitterly, "Or did you really think something like this would never happen?"
And he really wanted Alhaitham to have considered it.
Because he wanted Alhaitham. Not just now. Forever and always, it had only been Alhaitham. Was it so wrong to wish for a chance to show him that he could be something else?
"I'm kind enough to offer you help, but you'd rather suffer the heat than accept help from someone like me. Is that so hard?"
'Do you hate me that much?'
Without waiting for an answer, he was already stepping back, because that was how Kaveh was.
Alhaitham wasn't his prey, he wasn't a heartless idiot. He was the person Kaveh cared about most in the world. Even if the heat of the rut was going to scorch him to ashes, he couldn't afford to hurt him. Not again.
He couldn't go far before, once again, Alhaitham's grip stopped him. Alhaitham's hand closed over the collar of his blouse and pulled with all the strength he had left, causing Kaveh to fall on top of him once more. Only the reflex of resting his elbows on either side of the silver-haired one kept them from crashing into each other.
The eyes of the one who spoke so coldly a second ago trembled with fear as they met the clear, determined gaze of the teal eyes he adored so much, just inches below him.
"I don't need your help, you idiot."
His eyes lowered to Kaveh's lips and, just like that, ended the unbearable distance between them. Lips collided and, to the blonde's greater surprise, it was Alhaitham who sought to guide him. His movements were haphazard, full of desperation to taste him, just as if he _also_ had been waiting for that moment for years.
"_Haitham._"
He didn't know how, Kaveh drew energy to speak in the midst of kissing.
"If you don't want to..."
He could feel Alhaitham's lips curve into a smile beneath his, as if he thought it was ridiculous. Their eyes met and Kaveh realized that, if he could see himself in a mirror at that moment, they would both have the same look.
"I don't need your help, _Kaveh_." And his name came out so clearly, as if he wanted to show her that he knew very well who he was with. "So...." Alhaitham caught him tightly between his legs, "don't blame yourself in the morning."
His heart fluttered in his chest.
_"How am I supposed to interpret that?"_
This time, when Alhaitham reached for Kaveh, their mouths met halfway.
Suddenly, they became a mess of moans, sweat, hands fighting to explore as much as they could and two bodies fighting to get closer and closer to each other. It was all passion and fire between the two, one that they wouldn't mind if it ended up burning them both. At some point, Alhaitham managed to strip Kaveh of his clothes, while Kaveh almost ripped off his junior's shirt.
Was it because of the heat or because of his never-ending love for this man? Alhaitham's lips tasted like heaven, like the sweetest candy he shouldn't be able to afford but he _did._
_At least for tonight._
Kaveh had to let go, slowly moving from his lips to his neck he wanted to mark so badly he had to bite his own lips to avoid doing so, and then towards his bare chest.
He always wanted to bury himself into Alhaitham's chest. Now, he licked and savored it as he pleased, leaving red marks on his partner's nipples. He relished the salty flavor and enjoyed himself at Alhaitham's unrestrained moans. The other's hands now held his head close to himself, as if afraid Kaveh would pull back.
Then his hand went down to wrap around Alhaitham's cock, eliciting a flinch from the other man, a delicious groan coming out of him. Kaveh was ready to jerk him off for real this time, or he was about to until he heard Alhaitham speaking through his gritted teeth.
"That won't do, the heat is too uncomfortable. You have to touch my rear."
Rear???
Kaveh couldn't help but laugh against Alhaitham's chest. He looked up at him with a wide smile on his face.
"Rear?" His hands sliced their way towards Alhaitham's lower back, not quite there, pretending he didn't intentionally rub his own fully erected dick against Alhaitham's crotch. "Do you mean here?"
Alhaitham: ......
"Hmm? Why are you so quiet, Haitham~?"
As the answer, Alhaitham grabbed Kaveh's hair and pulled him close to him once again. Furrowed eyebrows topped his eyes filled with lust as he said, "I want you to fuck my ass, Kaveh. Do you understand now?"
The rush of arousal that man provoked him was too dangerous.
Kaveh thought maybe he had to get him ready, but when he tried putting a finger in, he immediately noticed how wet Alhaitham already was.
Right, he was in heat. _His_ Alhaitham was an omega and he could have him. Take care of him on _his_ heat.
And Kaveh's eyes kind of started to burn, but instead of crying like a fool, he laughed.
"Right, you were touching yourself when I came back."
Kaveh delighted in the way Alhaitham twitched visibly, the way he gritted his teeth and the involuntary cry that came out through them when Kaveh abruptly thrusted two fingers more inside him.
"Were you thinking about me? Were you waiting for me to come _home_?"
Alhaitham: ......
But Kaveh barely moved his fingers, teasingly waiting for Alhaitham's response.
"Yes," Alhaitham finally said as bluntly as ever, red cheeks and clear eyes. "Yes, I wanted _you_ to come and fuck me. I masturbated at the expectation of you coming back to me and replacing my fingers with your dick."
Kaveh's mouth dropped open. Alhaitham has always been straightforward, but this was... something else. He looked down, feeling the blood moving to his face.
"...What-what about you?" Alhaitham stuttered.
Alhaitham. Stuttered.
Kaveh instantly looked up. Alhaitham's eyes on him made him feel more naked than being naked. He couldn't tell if his junior was feeling shy just by his face, so he kind of doubted his ears, but he answered anyway, stopping himself from looking away.
"Yes... I want to fuck you."
Alhaitham nodded.
"Then, _please_." And his voice when he said that last word was the most alluring thing Kaveh has ever heard. "I can't stand it anymore."
Kaveh's dick throbbed and he was actually putting it on Alhaitham's entrance when he realized something.
He didn't have a condom.
He stopped there for a moment.
May he be struck death if he didn't drool at possibly ignoring that and fucking Alhaitham silly anyway, knotting with him and having him give birth to _their_ child. That's what his instincts told him was right. Because Alhaitham would never leave him if he did.
But Kaveh couldn’t do that to Alhaitham. It wouldn’t matter if it was himself, but Alhaitham still had so much to do with his talents…
Then why the fuck was Alhaitham the one trying to stretch himself to fit Kaveh’s dick in his hole without paying any mind to the consequences?
“Kaveh, _please_. What else do you want me to say?” Thus, Kaveh noticed. “Please fuck me stupid. Right now.”
Which clear eyes? He pretended to be in his right mind but he was much more affected by the heat than Kaveh expected.
Why was he supposed to be the rational one in a moment like this, dammit?!
Kaveh’s dick twitched painfully when he had to move away from the whining Alhaitham to get a condom.
Thankfully (or not), he quickly found some of different sizes when looking through Alhaitham’s drawers, next to the suppressors. Kaveh couldn’t really be happy about Alhaitham having condoms (who did he even use them with?), he kind of expected him not to have any. There was also a choker, which he thought would be useful, so he grabbed it too.
When he turned around to ask Alhaitham about the condoms, the view rendered him speechless.
Kaveh certainly noticed Alhaitham’s lustful sounds while he escaped looking for the condom, but he didn’t imagine that he would find Alhaitham looking at him straight in the eyes, his mouth slightly opened as he tried to gasp for air while moaning. The cherry on top of it all was the way he was clumsily playing with himself, unable to wait a second more, fingers in his hole and curled toes, yet he couldn’t find comfort.
When Alhaitham saw Kaveh finally had his eyes on him, he invited once again, “Are you going to keep looking? I’m _begging_ you, come here.”
He didn't really need to say anything. Kaveh was already putting on the condom as he spoke.
As Kaveh put the choker aside, Alhaitham immediately pulled out his fingers to allow access to Kaveh and the wet sound flooded his senses. It took them a long time, but Kaveh could now position his length at Alhaitham’s hole and, under his junior’s intense stare, he started to slowly enter him. Even that pace only was so incredibly _good_.
His partner didn’t seem to think so, though.
“Can’t you go faster? Are you too old for this?”
That bastard could still complain while blushing all over, drool coming out of his mouth and eyes red of lust.
Of course, Kaveh would always answer to his provocations.
Kaveh smiled sweetly at Alhaitham and backed away. Alhaitham furrowed his eyebrows, about to open his mouth again. That’s when Kaveh thrusted in until the end. His mouth left out a deep groan, but the thing he loved the most was Alhaitham’s reaction.
Alhaitham’s lips parted with the most lewd “oh” Kaveh has ever heard. His head jerked back and he held onto Kaveh as if the blonde were his only anchor. He trembled, trying his best to press against Kaveh with his tightened hole. It was like he wanted them to become one right then and there. Kaveh’s erection grew bigger (if that was even possible) when he realized Alhaitham had come, semen now dripping down from his dick, that wasn’t even half less hard, onto his abs.
Damn it, he was helpless towards such a man.
Kaveh stretched out to have Alhaitham face him again and trapped the other man’s lips against his. He bit and ate every moan, every time Alhaitham tried to catch some air unable to speak, all while moving his hips slowly. Kaveh relished every bit of Alhaitham’s pleasure as if it was his own.
“Kaveh,” he could barely heave through Kaveh’s repeated kisses. “Harder.”
So he did as commanded. As soon as he stopped on his assault to Alhaitham’s lips, he started his siege to his junior’s ass. The wet splashing sounds were clear in the silent night, along with Alhaitham’s unrepressed cries. Kaveh wasn’t in any way behind, the simple sight of Alhaitham’s blush was too much for him and now he had the silver haired under him panting for air, eyes already teary from pleasure.
From the pleasure Kaveh gave him.
The thought sent him over the edge and, just some seconds after, his own load was released into the condom. It felt like electricity running all over his body, connecting him to the one below. Alhaitham felt it too and reflexively tightened his hole, digging his fingernails in Kaveh’s back as if waiting for the sperm that wouldn’t reach him. Moreover, Kaveh imagined actually tearing apart the condom and fucking him raw, the way Alhaitham wouldn’t complain when he knotted him, when he bred him. It was agonizing to reluctantly go out of Alhaitham who was clinging onto him for dear life.
“Just ejaculate inside, it’s annoying to change it every time,” Alhaitham shamelessly whined.
Kaveh promised himself he would make Alhaitham thank him a million times for having just enough conscience to know that wasn’t a good idea. He hastily replaced the condom. Affected by the heat, his dick was painfully hard once again.
Before thrusting in again, he surprised Alhaitham by putting the choker on him. Alhaitham didn’t usually wear anything around his neck but his shirt, so he pulled it a bit, as if he wanted to take it out.
“I don’t like collars.”
Kaveh didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He went in harshly, shutting Alhaitham’s mouth in an instant, and started to move again. Face buried on the other’s pink neck, he also wanted to tear apart that collar and mark Alhaitham right then, his hot breath whispered just next to Alhaitham’s ear. “Don’t say that again or I’ll really mark you and breed you with my children, Haitham.”
Alhaitham embraced him tightly in response, saying with difficulty, “I… wouldn’t mind if it’s you.”
Maybe Kaveh was too dazed by the heat, but for once, he actually believed him without a second thought.
Kaveh left traces of kisses everywhere on Alhaitham’s skin, hastening his pace as if his stamina were limitless. It wasn’t though. Both of them were panting for breath, their hearts racing as if they were running a marathon. The smell of sweat and pheromones was everywhere, and the heat pierced on them as knives. However, neither of them complained.
“Do you— like it?” Kaveh asked as he could, staring into Alhaitham’s eyes for confirmation as a puppy waiting for a treat.
Alhaitham was certainly very affected by the heat, because he nodded instantly, “Yes”.
“Am _I_ good?”
“You— _really_ good, Kaveh.”
Those words alone were ten times more arousing than sex. Kaveh didn’t stop piercing into Alhaitham relentlessly, making him bounce slightly with every thrust. The fact that he could make Alhaitham a mess made him bolder.
“Do you like my Palace of Alcazarzaray?”
Alhaitham nodded unconsciously.
“Mhmgh—”
“You actually like my ah-artistic side, right?”
“You ahh-re incredible.”
Every compliment ended up sending him over the edge, and he could feel Alhaitham reaching that point too.
“You like me?”
The desperate yet longing look on Alhaitham’s eyes at that moment could have killed him.
“I _love_ you.”
Kaveh’s eyes widened, his heart felt like coming out of his chest, the pure feeling behind those words went straight to his erection. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He quickly rubbed against the spot he found put more emotions into Alhaitham’s stern face. Soon, he felt Alhaitham reach the climax under him. Along with Alhaitham tightening around his dick, Kaveh bit onto Alhaitham’s choker with a helpless groan. Imagining it was his junior’s skin, he came once again.
Both of them turned into a shivering mess, clinging onto each other as if it wasn’t enough yet. As if it wouldn’t be enough until they were buried completely into the other to the point they could never be separated again.
And yet, feeling as if this night he was burning all the self-restraint he could afford in this lifetime, Kaveh had to let go.
Kaveh swallowed saliva when he saw Alhaitham panting as he was trying to regulate his breathing. Alhaitham’s hair that deliciously covered one of his eyes was a sweaty mess, only allowing the sight of one of his teal eyes. The silver haired man stared at Kaveh with euphoric, teary eyes as he cleaned the drool from his lips, stating:
“It’s not enough.”
Kaveh would be immediately diagnosed with erectile dysfunction if he could stay unaffected. However, even if he was in his rut (and he certainly felt as if he was), he never was that much of a physically active person, and he already came twice!
“How about we take a little break?”, he asked pitifully.
Before Kaveh could react, Alhaitham grabbed him by the shoulders and, a second later, he was falling over the wet bed sheets, their positions inverted.
Unlike him, Alhaitham was a really physically active man for such a feeble scholar.
“Change the condom if you don’t want it to break, though I wouldn’t mind.”
Kaveh didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Alhaitham didn’t even care to clean his own cum, white stains on his defined abs. So he was staring at those, dazedly weighing the pros and the cons (could he afford to die out of exhaustion while having sex?), when Alhaitham decided that five seconds was too long and wrapped his hands around Kaveh’s length to put it in himself.
“W-Wait!!”, Kaveh yelped at the unexpected touch. “I’ll change it! I’ll change it!!”
-
So they had sex, lots of sex.
Alhaitham's heat lasted three days, and during that time they barely had breaks to eat, drink water so they wouldn't die, (rather than fall asleep) pass out from exhaustion, and a quick trip out to buy more condoms (it was torture for Kaveh to have to leave Alhaitham alone, even if it was just for a moment). After they were epically ignored, the people from the Academiya, who went to see what was going on with Alhaitham, must have gotten a rough idea of the situation, because they left them alone.
So the moment came when they came for the last time and lucidity crushed down on them like a hammer. They looked at each other for a moment, eyes wide open and flushed faces that could not now be excused from the heat.
"I'm going to bathe." Alhaitham was the one who cut the silence.
He said that but his legs were shaking noticeably, and he even had to support himself against the bedside table just to stand up. He might be Alhaitham, but even he couldn't help the tiredness in his limbs after days of non-stop "exercising".
Kaveh couldn't see him like that and hurried to help him (though he wasn't much better), draping Alhaitham's arm over his shoulders for support. He was ready to answer him once he refused his help, but strangely, Alhaitham didn't complain. That small gesture almost felt like a statement in itself, and his next actions followed one after another as if they were natural.
He casually washed his hair.
He casually fixed him something to eat.
He casually took it upon himself to air out his room and change his sheets.
"Seriously, I don't need you to help me with everything, Kaveh." Alhaitham ended up complaining in the end.
But he had a very comfortable expression when Kaveh tucked him in with some silly excuse, only to look a little disappointed that Kaveh escaped to his own room.
When he was alone with poor Mehrak, whom he comforted distractedly for having left her abandoned those days, he couldn't help but think about everything that happened and mutter:
"What the fuck?"
-
The next day, the two continued with their routine.
It wasn't as if they pretended nothing had happened, because something had definitely changed.
Every time Alhaitham made some critical remark, Kaveh remembered how sweet his voice was in the heat when he told him that he loved him and couldn't be mad at him.
Alhaitham must have also noticed how Kaveh's negative responses had diminished and the way he was embarrassed every time he approached him.
Perhaps they could find a way to rebuild their relationship there. Without needing to say anything, it was as if they had already taken a step forward.
Or so he would say if he were more emotionally stable.
What home where words weren't necessary?!
He needed them! Badly!
He couldn't shake off the feeling that it was all an illusion. That he had actually taken advantage of the situation, that he had just been lucky that Alhaitham didn't mind that he was his sexual partner but that, at the end of the day, those times when he had so brazenly begged him to mark him and give him children were not sincere.
Kaveh had always hated alphas who excused themselves on their rut to take advantage of omegas, but hadn't he done the same?
Every time he thought of the possibility that Alhaitham might hate him for being a wild alpha who couldn't control himself in front of an omega in heat, even though he had welcomed him into his home without asking for anything... He wanted to bury himself on the spot.
He couldn't live with Alhaitham if he kept having such complicated feelings, so he finally got up the courage to bring up the subject a week later, over dinner. It was until Alhaitham was about to get up that Kaveh opened his mouth.
"Haitham," he called through the lump in his throat, "about what happened in your heat—"
As hard as he tried to get there, his eyes couldn't stop wandering around the room to avoid Alhaitham's gaze because the words wouldn't come out.
What should he say first?
'What did you mean when you asked me to mark you?'
'Do you really like me?'
'Actually, you should forgive my rent for a while since I saved you the expenses of a child.'
'I'm sorry.'
'Do I still deserve to be by your side?'
He was about to continue when Alhaitham spoke instead, crossing his arms as if he had been waiting for that conversation to come.
"Hmm, yes." Alhaitham didn't look at him, his lips slightly pursed. "Sorry, I took time away from your project. Though, since you weren't getting paid well anyway, I imagine they could excuse you being a bit late."
Kaveh stared at him, unable to quite process it.
"What?"
"The hotness of the heat is especially stifling. In that state, it's hard to even think, it's very annoying." He paused for a moment, as if he couldn't decide what to say. "What I mean is—"
"You weren't thinking straight," Kaveh interrupted, getting up from his chair, "and that's why you did it with me?"
This time, he couldn't help but be quick to answer, because every time he remembered all the sweet things Alhaitham said to him, he also thought about the way he insisted that he didn't help him at first. And Kaveh ignored him. Now he was no longer able to ignore it.
Alhaitham did look up at him then, his gaze full of confusion, evidently puzzled by his reaction.
"I was just stating facts, I never said anything of the sort."
But it burned Kaveh inside that he did not deny it.
"No, it's my fault. I'm sorry for bothering you," his voice broke with the anger that was meant to hide his pain. "I really thought you were an alpha, I would never have agreed to live with an omega without a mate. I hope you have the consideration not to do something similar if you want to find yourself a new roommate, because I should leave."
He pushed back the chair and moved away from the table to escape, feeling his eyes begin to sting, when a hand grabbed him by the wrist and his body was pulled back. Alhaitham stood up as well, making himself taller than Kaveh. With one more step, they were inches apart. Alhaitham invaded his entire space in an instant. His heart began to pound reflexively. Too close.
"Why didn't you mark me?", asked the younger one in an accusing tone.
"......What?"
"I seem to remember that I asked you many times to mark me."
What the hell was he saying now?
Kaveh's face began to burn brightly as he was assaulted by the memories of Alhaitham in those moments. He no longer knew whether he wanted to laugh or cry.
"You also asked me to cum inside, but that doesn't mean I should do it," he blurted out trying to hide his embarrassment.
Alhaitham loosened his grip for a moment, and perhaps it was Kaveh's imagination, but it seemed to him that a slight blush settled on his face.
"That's different," he stammered under his breath.
"How is it different exactly?" And Kaveh was already simply incredulous.
Alhaitham cleared his throat.
"The point is, you were conscious enough to refuse to do that even while in rut, but it was you who refused to leave me alone. Don't you find your answers a bit confusing? Didn't you want to do it too?"
Ah, there it was.
Alhaitham was going to confront him about his feelings, he was going to mock him and then he was going to throw him out so that nothing like that would ever happen again. And then he would never be able to see him again. He would go back to living alone for the rest of his days, because there was never anyone but Alhaitham who understood him and was there for him even when he was at his lowest, who would stay by his side even when they argued and....
He could already feel the world crumbling around him, looking down, as he finished processing his last words.
Did Alhaitham say _too_?
He looked up again as if possessed. And Alhaitham still wore his usual serious expression, but he was actually blushing.
"What do you mean by 'also'?" Kaveh managed to mumble hesitantly.
Alhaitham rolled his eyes in response. He rolled his eyes at him!
"Do you want me to explain everything on a silver platter?"
Why was it that he liked that man again?
"Of course I do! How else do you expect me to understand you if you...?!"
"I could write it down if you give me a moment," suggested his junior, as if in thought.
"Just say it already!"
Alhaitham snorted, but a sweet smile appeared on his lips, collapsing Kaveh's world as if it were everything.
Without warning, Alhaitham grabbed both of Kaveh's wrists and brought them to encircle his waist, then held Kaveh in a tight embrace himself. The blonde tried to break free in surprise, but, as expected, Alhaitham was much stronger than him when he was not in his heat. His junior's pheromones were faint again, but Kaveh couldn't help but feel the scent as if it were an intoxicating perfume.
The next time he spoke, Alhaitham's voice was a soft whisper close to his ear.
"Don't leave."
Those words alone were enough to make Kaveh's heart skip a beat. He could almost hear it in his ear, along with Alhaitham's warm breath. And if he heard it so clearly, surely Alhaitham would too.
"You thought I was an alpha, didn't you? But I brought you here knowing I'm an omega. If your problem is that I'm an omega without a mate, you should be my mate."
Then Kaveh could feel it too, how Alhaitham's heart was beating as hard as his own.
He could move again. This time, however, it was not to move away from Alhaitham, but to cling to him as he had always wanted to.
At least for that moment, he wanted to believe in Alhaitham.
Tears began to flow without him being able to stop them. Chains that he had put on himself and that held his heart back for years were letting go along with them.
He nodded slowly.
"I'm not leaving, so... don't go either."
-
A while later, they were both on the couch, glued to each other as if they didn't have enough space. Kaveh was already calmer, feeling a bit strange as well as ecstatic as if he had eaten some of Tighnari's rare mushrooms, he asked:
"Then why did you tell me no when I said I was going to help you?"
Alhaitham rested his legs on Kaveh's lap, leaning back while reading a book. He didn't look up, but it was obvious he stopped reading.
"I thought that since a certain person has a habit of offering to help others no matter how much he doesn't want to, it wouldn't be strange if he offered something like that to any omega and then regret it."
As expected, he couldn't go that long without being made fun of by Alhaitham. Kaveh slipped out of Alhaitham's legs to climb on top of his junior. He pushed the book away so that they could both get a better view of each other and, very obviously affected, said:
"I don't do that sort of thing for any omega!"
Alhaitham looked at him with dead eyes.
"So you would only do it with me?"
"Of course!"
Alhaitham's expression broke so fast it was obvious he had been faking it. Instantly, a vain smile appeared on his lips and his hands wandered to Kaveh's ass.
"That's what I wanted to hear."
Kaveh: ...
That idiot.