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“Weird. Smells like Alpha in here.” Johnny muttered, as he sat down on a velvet bench, beginning to pick away at the guitar.
“Who the fuck?” Kerry’s voice echoed throughout the villa, and the other man came into view, a vicious scowl on his face, his blue eyes focusing on Johnny.
“Keep playing, asshole!” Kerry snapped when Johnny paused his hand movement, silently raising an eyebrow at the gun being pointed at his face, and silently kept playing.
After a minute, Kerry’s grip on the gun wavered, and he stared at Johnny like he’d seen a ghost.
“Johnny…?” Kerry whispered, and the stench of Alpha only got stronger, Kerry’s scent of coffee and sampaguita flooding Johnny’s nose.
“Kerry.” Johnny said evenly, and Kerry took a step back.
“No, no…no this is some fuckin’ joke, hang on,” Kerry growled, a fierce, wounded look in his pale blue eyes. “What did Silverhand tell me before he died?”
“Told you to leave Samurai. Go your own way.” Johnny answered easily, “Clearly I was right, as I often fuckin’ am.”
Kerry let out an incredulous laugh, “Johnny fuckin’ Silverhand… how the fuck? I mean, how?”
“Surprise.” Johnny set the guitar aside, and smirked.
“MotherFUCKER.” Annnd Kerry bitch slapped him with the revolver. Ouch.
Johnny touched a hand to his head, grimacing when it came away bloody.
“I get it, you’re mad, but could you not?” Johnny asked sardonically, “I’m just a guest, after all.”
“How is this possible, Johnny? And why do you look like a gorgeous little merc from Afterlife?” Kerry demanded, scowling down at him.
“Because it’s not my body, obviously. Kid and his friend stole a genuine Relic from Arasaka, which yours truly was resting on.” Johnny explained quietly, with a long, drawn out sigh. “Why’s it smell like Alpha in here, Ker? One of your meathead inputs over?” He grimaced.
“Fuck you, Johnny, it wasn’t funny fifty years ago, and it ain’t funny now.” Kerry glowered at him, ambling towards the stairs, and Johnny had no choice but to follow him up, to a room with a set of luxurious couches.
“What’re you talking about, man?” Johnny scoffed, bewildered by the way the scent wasn’t going away.
“Oh, wow. Are you for real, Johnny?” Kerry laughed darkly, collapsing on one of the couches. “After all this time, you still think I’m a fuckin’ Beta?”
Johnny froze, staring at the other man with wide eyes.
“…Kerry, please don’t tell me you’re in rut.” Johnny begged faintly, and Kerry paused, glancing over at him with his eyebrows raised.
“Obviously am. Why, afraid I’m gonna jump ya?” The Alpha jeered bitterly, and Johnny swallowed thickly.
“Shit. Shit! I need to get out of here!” Johnny snapped, turning to try and bolt, only for Kerry to bound up and grab onto him.
“Like hell, Silverhand! You owe me an explanation!” Kerry growled, and Johnny growled back at him.
“I can’t be here when the pill that gives me control wears off, Ker! I’m an Alpha, yeah, but V isn’t!” Johnny snarled back at him, his heartbeat racing in his ears.
Kerry froze, his eyes fixated on Johnny.
“…Johnny, you mean to tell me this kid that your ghost riding, is a Omega?” Kerry asked hoarsely, licking his lips.
V flickered into existence next to Johnny, looking groggily around.
“Johnny? There a reason I can feel your heart pounding like that?” V questioned, rubbing at his face.
“V…I’m sorry, kid,” Johnny said helplessly, glancing over at the younger man. “Kerry’s in rut…”
V’s emerald eyes went wide.
“…shit.” V said helplessly, grunting as they experienced a relic malfunction in unison.
“Bathroom, try locking yourself in there!” Kerry ordered harshly, and Johnny bolted inside, locking the door and stepping inside the walk in shower, closing and locking it too for good measure.
V flickered into existence, sitting on the shower bench, his face in his hands.
“I’m sorry, V…” Johnny tried, as his vision went fuzzy, and he slid down the wall, losing consciousness fast.
—-
V woke slowly, letting out a soft groan, and was immediately assaulted with the overwhelming scent of an Alpha in rut.
Biting down a whine, his head lulled forward, and he squirmed, his instincts screaming at him to present, feeling slick pooling between his thighs.
“…Johnny!” He heard Eurodyne groan, and he exhaled a shaky breath, his emerald eyes fixating on the door to the bathroom.
“…Fraid not,” V called back, shuddering at the almost wounded noise he heard the Alpha make.
“Fuck, you smell so fucking good, kid.” Eurodyne rasped, and V could tell the rocker boy was pressed against the door. “What…what’s your name?”
“…S’just V…” V croaked, pressing his thighs together, his hands clenched into fists. “W-wish we coulda met under better circumstances, mister Eurodyne…”
“Shit…Shit! I can, I can smell you getting wet, V…an’ call me Kerry, fuck.” Kerry grunted, his palm slapping against the door. “Y’smell like…vanilla…and…fuckin’ desert lilies…”
“Fuuuuck.” V bit down a whimper, the raw sound of the Alpha’s voice going straight to his core, his cunt clenching on air. “Kerry…s-should probably know I’m trans…”
“So? You’re not my first trans guy. Doesn’t change how gorgeous you are, doesn’t change your scent…Open the door, V, please? Smell so fucking good.” Kerry begged, and V keened, feeling like he was drowning in a haze of the Alpha’s scent.
“Shit, don’t open the door, V.” Johnny materialized in front of him, a oddly helpless look on his face. “Not unless you’re ready to deal with an Alpha in rut.”
“He needs me...” V argued weakly, beginning to crawl towards the door, shivering as he felt a fresh gush of slick drip down his thighs, his jeans thoroughly soaked at this point.
“Shit, V, did he trigger your heat or something?” Johnny flickered in front of him, looking sweaty and distracted.
“N-No…if he did, it’d be a thousand times worse…” V grunted, managing to unlock the shower door, and letting out a hoarse whimper.
Kerry at this point was slamming into the door, mumbling filthy sweet nothings.
“K..Kerry…” V called out in a rasp, and the mumbling stopped, although V could still hear the Alpha panting. “Gonna…Gonna open the door…”
“Yes!” Kerry hissed happily, “Yes, open the door, Omega, c’mon!” The alpha wheedled, and V whined in reply, standing up on shaky legs, stumbling over to the door, and unlocking it quickly.
The door slide open, revealing a wild eyed Kerry on the other side, and almost immediately the Alpha pounced, grabbing ahold of V and slamming his lips against the Omega’s own, bullying him down onto the ground.
“S-Shit, you smell so fuckin’ good,” Kerry groaned, biting and sucking his way down V’s neck, nosing at his gland with a growl.
“F-Fuck, Kerry, Alpha-“ V’s head fell back, a keening whimper escaping his lips as Kerry nipped at his bonding gland.
“Fuck, keep saying my name, V. Present for me, Omega.” Kerry growled greedily, rolling him onto his hands and knees, tearing impatiently at V’s jeans.
V immediately obeyed, pressing his forehead to his forearms, biting back a cry as Kerry successfully got his jeans down to his knees.
“Oh, shit,” He heard Kerry mumble, before he felt his heated breath over his soaked pussy, and then, fuck, Kerry’s mouth was on him.
“A-Ah! Christ!” V gasped, spine arching as Kerry ate him out like he was a five course meal, his thighs trembling as Kerry tongue fucked him.
“Taste as good as you smell,” Kerry slurred, dragging his tongue over V’s clit, making the Omega whine desperately, his hips bucking reflexively.
“Fuck, look at him.” Johnny materialized in front of V, sweaty and disheveled. “Holy shit, he looks drunk on your slick, V.”
“N-Nuh! N-not helping!” V thought deliriously at Johnny, who moved to sit with his back against the wall, his trademark shades nowhere to be seen, his gaze as heated as the fire that burned underneath V’s skin.
“Fuck, can’t wait anymore,” Kerry hissed, draping himself over V’s back, the silk of the alpha’s robe soft against V’s bared hips. “I…I gotta fuck you, V!”
“Y-Yes, fuck, gimme your knot!” V gasped in reply, moaning brokenly as he felt the alpha’s cock slip between his thighs, pressing tantalizingly close to where V needed him most.
“Fuuuck!” Kerry’s forehead pressed against V’s shoulder, and they moaned in unison as the tip of Kerry’s cock slipped inside of V’s hungry cunt, the older man pushing in to the hilt.
V trembled, gasping against the floor, his hole fluttering around Kerry’s cock hungrily.
Kerry groaned against his shoulder, one arm wrapping around V’s stomach, pressing down over his navel, and began to buck wildly into V, growling every time he hilted.
“Fuckin’ preem pussy,” Kerry grunted in his ear, “Should keep you like this, fulla me all day!”
V bit down on his arm, keening at Kerry’s filthy words, rolling his hips back to meet Kerry’s thrusts.
“Fuck, V…” Johnny muttered, and V blearily glanced up, letting out a shocked moan, as he realized Johnny was stroking himself. “Gotta say, you look real good like this…”
“O-Ohhh, oh fuck,” V whined, overwhelmed and overstimulated, panting desperately as he moaned and cried out as Kerry fucked into him like a madman.
“So fuckin’ wet for me, V, good boy!” Kerry laughed breathlessly, nipping and kissing his way up V’s neck. “Hope you’re ready for my knot, kid,”
“This is so fucked.” Johnny grunted, and V could faintly see his movements had turned frantic, pants around his ankles. “Can’t believe I’m watchin this…”
“Y-Yes!” V whimpered, keening as Kerry’s knot started to swell, “O-Oh, oh shit, I’m gonna come!”
That admission seemed to drive Kerry wild, the alpha making a wounded sound, moving his hand down to rub at V’s clit, causing the omega to wail and thrash.
“C’mon, V,” Kerry grunted, his hips slamming almost violently against V’s own, “You gonna cum for me? Want you to, give it to me, Omega.”
V screamed, his spine arching as his cunt spasmed in release, clenching down hotly on Kerry’s throbbing cock. Distantly, he could register Johnny making a strangled sound, and saw a splatter of white hit the floor, only to disappear in seconds.
Kerry let out a long, drawn out groan, and shoved himself as deep as he could go, his knot slipping into V’s pussy, causing the omega to cry out brokenly, as Kerry began to fill him, moaning into V’s neck.
“H-Holy shit, kid…” Kerry mumbled, smoothing his hand up V’s stomach, petting him gently. “Not…not the best way to meet, really.”
“Hah…not.” V snickered a little, panting and trembling as he felt the alpha continue to flood his insides.
“Oh my god. How old are you?” Kerry complained, but V could feel him smirking against his neck.
“I’m thirty, for y-your information.” V huffed, letting out a faint whine as the Alpha maneuvered them onto their sides, Kerry’s hand moving down to hold onto V’s hip. “God…Can’t say I didn’t enjoy this, mind.”
“Oh yeah?” Kerry sounded amused, “You say that to all the Alphas you run into on their rut?”
“Nah, just you.” V replied glibly, biting back a moan as Kerry shifted, the alpha’s knot tugging at his cunt.
“Well, well. Aren’t you a charmer.” Kerry chuckled, nuzzling the back of his neck, before pausing. “…Did, uh…Johnny see any of that?”
“Don’t you fucking snitch, V!” Johnny appeared in front of him, pressing his chrome hand over V’s mouth.
“Yeah.” V smirked up at Johnny, who flipped him off and groaned in exasperation.
“Well…shit, at least he’s not gonna call me a Beta again.” Kerry muttered, snickering faintly.
“How…how long until your knot goes down, you think?” V asked, after a moment of comfortable silence, having been enjoying the absentminded petting the Alpha was doing.
“Oh, uh I dunno. Maybe fifteen, thirty minutes? Rut’ll come back as well.” Kerry grunted, having been nosing at the nape of V’s neck.
“S’a good thing I’m on birth control, then.” V murmured, squirming as Kerry nipped at him.