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Jay sighs softly, wiping a thin layer of sweat from his forehead as he tries to get comfortable in the nest he was making.
It felt alright, but—something was missing.
Alpha, his omega whines like that was at all helpful, peskily trying to get him to succumb to complete humiliation and text Jake to hurry home. Filling his head with weak, frilly thoughts about being cute and tempting to get what he wants.
But Jay would not be doing any of that.
Fuck that, actually. It was a horrible idea and he could handle the start of his heat just fine on his own, thank you very much. Even if it did come a day early and he’s been here trying to arrange a stupid nest now for who knows how long…it was fine! Jay was fine. Really.
Sure, he was so hot he might as well be melting into some form of human soup, his head felt like it was going to split open like a coconut, and he felt stuffy and parched no matter how much water he glugged down or how cold he set their AC at—but, that was normal! This was all…normal. It was simply the pitiful life of an omega when in heat.
That’s why, knowing it was hopeless, Jay had already given up on existing in denim jeans quite some time ago, the tanned boy exhaustedly crawling around in his sleep shorts and socks. He was wearing a new sweater today, one that Jake bought for him. It was oversized yet lightweight, which was nice—but whenever the soft, stretchy material would brush up against his skin, even just slightly, it still sent shivers down Jay’s spine.
Yet, just knowing that he was wearing something special gifted to him by his alpha made the anxious heat simmering in his lower stomach somewhat bearable…and Jay kinda (really) liked how it looked on him, anyway. Its deep wine, almost burgundy color suited his sun-kissed complexion well, the few baby pink stripes patterned on one side making his omega feel soft and feminine, which was always a fever reliever in this state.
Wanting to look desirable for one’s alpha during such an emotionally vulnerable time was also normal.
Perhaps that’s why, when he crawls over to grab another one of Jake’s used hoodies on the floor, Jay can’t help but pause and look at his own reflection in the long body mirror propped up on a wall of Jake’s room. Sitting on his knees, legs tucked underneath him, Jay feels his back arch almost instinctively, like his omega knew what kind of posture was expected of him.
Cheeks permanently flushed, pupils dark and blown wide, lashes fluttering softly with need—Jay almost doesn’t recognize himself.
He knows these changes usually happen to him days before his heat even really hits. But from the slightly damp glow of his tanned skin, to his pouty heart-shaped lips that were more plump than usual thanks to the surge of pheromones being produced inside of his body, Jay can’t help but feel embarrassed.
Even as he looks at himself, a mere omega judging their breeding appeal, he thinks he looks…pretty.
Especially in the soft sweater Jake got him. It was getting a little hot, but the tanned boy fixes that by pulling the zipper down a bit lower, taking a couple of Jake’s worn cotton shirts and even some pajama bottoms back with him to his nesting pile.
Being surrounded by a wall of his mate’s familiar scent, even just the remnants sticking to the clothes Jake wore earlier this week, was comforting.
It made his omega purr, feeling safe and protected surrounded by items that belonged to his strong, silly alpha who often resembled a puppy more than a wolf, and made Jay’s heart pound just by looking at him a certain way.
Picturing Jake in front of his eyes, standing over him with that gorgeous smile on his face and Jake’s rough hands touching him wherever they pleased already has a bit of slick dampening Jay’s shorts, and the tanned boy curses once he feels it, tugging the edge of his sweater down to cover himself.
Embarrassing. Being an omega was so damn embarrassing, but the warmth sloshing around in his lower stomach—that distinct emptiness and aching need to be filled, soothingly pets Jay’s head and tells him it’s okay, because this is what he was made for, and fighting it would just make him feel worse.
So, cheeks still burning and head beginning to pound, Jay weakly reaches for the hoodie that Jake wore just last night, nuzzling his face into the soft material as he shamelessly breathes in his alpha’s soft cooling notes.
Jay doesn't think he’ll ever get enough of how calming and serene Jake’s scent is. Reminiscent of bright seafoam waves and refreshing water lilies, it was a lot more mellow and subtle than was typical for the standard alpha. Jake was even often mistaken for an omega because of it, not at all helped by his pretty face and rather lithe build.
But Jay loved that about his mate. Thought it made Jake so incredibly special, and knew ever since they presented one after the other (Jay as an omega first—and Jake as an alpha not even a day later, as if the Australian boy’s body knew he wanted to protect Jay from the very beginning) all those years ago, that there was truly no other scent or person in this world more meant for him.
It took years of Jake being extremely overprotective and not letting Jay leave the house without one of his hoodies or something that smelled like him, of sitting outside the door during each other’s heats and ruts because their scents provided each other with comfort, and being stuck together like literal glue for the two boys to finally realize that being meant for each other was another way of saying I’m totally, stupidly in love with you.
But even after sinking their fangs into each other’s necks and permanently claiming the other as theirs for all of eternity, Jay knew that Jake was more than just his alpha or his mate. Jake was his best friend. His light. The brightest star in the universe that painted his life with beautiful colors. And Jay just really wished his dumb, lovable alpha was here right now. He sniffles, eyes getting a little glassy.
Great—now he was getting sentimental. His heat made him so susceptible to missing Jake’s presence and getting emotional about stupid shit it was awful. It was like he couldn't even breathe correctly without his alpha next to him, holding his hand.
“Ugh…” Wincing and shifting onto his side to curl into a little ball, Jay gently shushes his omega, willing it to be graceful and patient while they wait for Jake to get home.
But it’s hard. His entire body just felt so heavy and exhausted, crying for any sort of relief. When it gets too suffocating, Jay eventually lets his mouth fall open, panting lightly in an attempt to cool himself off. Small pink tongue lolled out of his mouth and baby omega fangs coming through, Jay bares his neck in submission, mating mark visible as he shuts his eyes tightly and waits.
Jake would be home soon to take care of him. He just had to be patient. Calm. Serene.
Want alpha, his omega whines at him again not even two seconds later, dramatic and heartbroken as it sends another wave of searing heat into his stomach. Where’s alpha?
And Jay can’t help it, sharp features contorting with irritated exasperation when he tiredly snaps back can you shut the fuck up for one second you needy whore, oh my god.
Jay did not want a repeat of last time.
Dead tired in the middle of exam season, he stupidly let his omega take over. Before Jay even knew what he was doing, he was already embarrassingly calling Jake on the phone, practically in tears as he shamefully begged for the alpha’s knot through the speaker. God, he wanted to die just thinking about it. Never. Again.
Of course, Jake finds his most shameful moments cute, the Australian boy having an absolute ball whenever he gets to witness Jay, his normally prideful mate, begging to be filled up and bred like a true omega bitch, whining for Jake’s pups to be put inside him like it’s all he’s ever wanted in life.
It was absolutely horrifying, and Jay was determined not to humiliate himself this time. He was twenty-two, he should be able to fend off some needy imaginary wolf trying to mind control him by now.
Right—that cute delusion lasts all about five seconds, Jay’s prized resolve snapping like a sad little twig the second his ears catch the sound of the front door unlocking.
Because then Jake’s gorgeous scent is slowly permeating the air, kissing softly at all of his senses, and inciting a hot, full-body shiver that runs through him and makes his insides throb.
“Fuck—why,” Jay muffles his pathetic whine into one of the soft stretchy sleeves of his sweater, desperately trying to stop the literal gush of slick that seeps out of him and failing miserably, cheeks burning with shame at the sticky warmth that splashes down his thighs.
His body could sense that their beloved alpha was nearby, and having been in a feverish state of half-consciousness all day, Jay’s omega was just dying to be noticed—dumbly crying out for attention the only way it knew how to when in heat, by making him absolutely soaking wet.
The pheromones he releases are so potent and raw that even Jay’s own sensors pick up on it—no specific notes, just something sickeningly sweet, at least to him. Jake always compared his scent to plump red fruits, cherries and strawberries and the like, but. Jay can only hope the sweet haze filling his lungs isn’t as bad as he thinks it is.
Those hopes are humiliatingly stepped on and promptly launched out the window when Jake’s cute face finally peeks into the room, and the Australian boy whistles while his eyes trail downwards, handsomely thick brows raising curiously.
“Looks like someone had a little accident…” Jake can’t help but giggle, setting his bag down and coming to stand over Jay’s jello-limbed, delirious figure all curled up on the floor.
His mate was dressed in the soft berry-colored sweater Jake had gifted him for the start of chilly Fall weather, loose-fit jeans already thrown off somewhere, leaving Jay in nothing but cute white socks and a pair of tight, slick-soaked brief shorts that show off his prettily tanned thighs. He was even hugging one of Jake’s hoodies to his chest like an adorable baby.
“You look sooo cute, babe,” the alpha giggles unseriously, holding up his phone. “I can’t—haha, I gotta take a picture.”
If this was any normal day, Jay would’ve thrown something at him. But like this, hot and panting and too weak to even argue, let alone move, Jake is able to have a great last day on earth snapping away, taking precious photo after precious photo of his cute omega boyfriend that he could embarrass him with forever.
Jay would kill him later, sure. But that was a future Sim Jaeyun’s problem.
Click. Click, click.
“Can you stick your ass out a little more?”
“St—stop f-fucking around, and help,” Jay does his best not to sound so whiny and desperate, but it’s kind of impossible. Especially when a fresh layer of waterworks springs up, making the tanned boy’s normally intense cat eyes glisten and sparkle like a pitiful kitten. Stupid fucking hormones.
“Aw, my little crybaby,” Jake coos at him teasingly, although he does listen, setting his phone down and hastily moving to undress. He already knew what heat haze did to Jay’s emotional state, so the tears weren’t so much of a concern as they were a cutely added bonus. For Jake, at least.
Shrugging his denim jacket off and making a show of pulling his shirt over his head, he gently tosses both items over to his poor feverish omega. “You look so pretty in the sweater I got you, though. You like it?”
Playful and teasing eyes go soft at the way Jay pathetically nods his head yes while slowly arranging the new clothes he was handed into his already plentiful nest. Jake’s entire closet might just be here on the floor.
“It’s soft, like it,” the tanned boy mumbles almost sleepily, nuzzling his face into Jake’s freshly worn shirt, breathing in the alpha’s cooling water lily scent and sighing at the soothing relief it provides. Like he could breathe properly again. “Wan’ keep it on.”
“Yeah?” The Australian boy hums thoughtfully, letting out a quiet, endeared laugh. “Gonna keep your cute little sweater on while I fuck you? Not gonna whine at me that you’re hot later?”
“No, ‘m be good, promise,” Jay tiredly mumbles back, barely audible, and Jake feels his resolve go weak at the adorable sight. Jay was just so fucking cute when he was in heat, it was impossible. He just wanted to bite him (affectionately).
“Okay,” Jake relents, voice light and sweet like it always is. Yet the alpha’s eyes have gone dark, pupils dilated into sharpened slits, jeans tight where the outline of his hard cock can already be seen pressed against his thigh. “Keep it on then, darling.”
Usually this would be prime teasing time for Jake, unable to resist milking Jay’s desperation and lack of control for all it was worth. But Jake could also tell his poor omega has been waiting, so he decides to be merciful. Touch and talk at the same time. An alpha of many talents.
“Smelled you as soon as I walked in, y’know. Strawberries and cherries.” Now completely bare himself, Jake sinks to his knees between soft and sticky tanned thighs, reveling in the way Jay whines softly at the smallest bit of contact between them. Every tiny brush of skin against skin has the omega shaking, so lovely and sensitive like this.
“Bet you're wet as fuck right now,” Jake sighs deep and happy, strong hands coming down to rest upon the wide birthing curves of his omega’s hips. Squeezing him. “Gotta be for it to smell this sweet. S’your pussy ready for me, love? Let me see, c’mon.”
Not waiting for any kind of coherent response, Jake smoothly yanks Jay’s sleep shorts all the way down and off, gripping firmly at two unbelievably plush, tanned upper thighs and decisively forcing them wide open, easily bending Jay in half until the omega is in the most humiliating position—legs spread, knees sitting up by his pierced ears, and Jay’s soft, glistening pussy on full display for them to look at.
The poor thing was dripping, copious amounts of sweet clear slick pooling between his cute little folds, pussy nice and round and so pillowy-soft looking, just begging to be touched and stimulated until it was bright red and twitching. Jake licks his lips, and Jay catches the alpha’s hungry gaze, shying away.
“S-Stop staring you fucking creep,” Jay eventually complains, covering his heated face. He rolls his eyes behind the darkness of his palms at Jake’s stupid alpha-brained, Why? It’s mine and it’s pretty~
“Gonna eat you out first, ‘kay?” Jake hums lovingly, somehow wearing such a pretty smile while uttering such cruel, torturous words.
Because the alpha knows all too well what Jay really wants, really needs from him, yet he just couldn’t help himself. Jake’s always been a bit selfish and spoiled (not at all helped by Jay being physically incapable of telling him no), and he needed his fill first. Sue him.
Too far gone and just wanting something, anything inside of him at this point, Jay makes a weak, slightly annoyed sound back, but doesn't say anything more. Stays nice and pliant, already highly embarrassed by the completely exposed position he was in, wanting to run and hide at the way his body starts producing more sticky slick just because Jake was staring at him down there.
It was so humiliating, borderline degrading even, yet his omega absolutely preens at the attention, infatuated by the desire to please their hungry alpha who could have a taste if he wanted to. Jay scoffs in his head, face burning with shame and knowing all too well that one of Jake’s favorite pastimes was to have his mouth on him, tongue in him. Greedily licking up all the slick he can until Jay is shaking and overstimulated and begging for him to please, stop.
But like the literal menace he is, Jake will insist that it wasn’t his fault.
Because just like Jay’s scent, his pretty omega’s generous slick tasted uniquely sweet, like cherry and strawberry syrup straight from a squeezy bottle. Jake would honestly sell the stuff, but his alpha gets scary and violent when he thinks about anyone tasting Jay that’s not him, so. They’d just have to become millionaires some other way.
It was just so good. Even while not being the biggest fan of sweet things, Jake admits he’s shamelessly laid between his boyfriend’s tanned thighs many, many times before. Sometimes for hours at once, happily licking away, practically addicted to the sugary taste.
Sometimes it was just for fun, Jake finding an odd joy in urging more and more delectably sweet fruit juice out of Jay’s body. Using long swipes of his rough alpha tongue to steadily lick upwards over and over, like he was cleaning a newborn kitten or wringing the actual fruits out themselves.
Especially during Jay’s heats, when the amount of slick his pretty omega could produce was practically endless, Jay was just like a cute little juice dispenser, Jake thinks happily.
His personal little juice box, just waiting to be drank from and emptied out.
So Jake does just that—leans down and cruelly spreads Jay’s pussy wide open until he can see everything, before finally opening his mouth and pressing his hot warm tongue right into the center of Jay’s folds, eagerly lapping at wet, sensitive pink flesh like a dog and sucking hard, happily swallowing the gush of sweet liquid that immediately fills his mouth. Can't help but laugh just a bit when Jay moans embarrassingly loud, like he came just then, from one good lick.
“Feel good, baby?” Jake hums, words muffled with his mouth still busy slurping up all the cherry and strawberry flavored juice he can manage, putting tension into his tongue so that he can insert the long squishy muscle right up the crevice of Jay’s tight baby passage, rubbing and wiggling around inside of the omega’s sensitive pussy like it was his personal plaything, a cute little toy to lick at and shove his tongue inside of. And it was.
Especially right now, Jay was practically just a hole waiting to be filled up and used, unable to do a single thing but lie there and take what his alpha was willing to give him. Essentially helpless.
Jake knows this, and the Australian boy takes his sweet, sweet time because of it, shameless as he practically makes out with Jay’s cute pussy, lazily sticking his tongue wherever he feels like putting it, and slurping up the delicious fruity syrup that obediently follows.
Strong hands even take to pushing down on Jay’s stomach, veins bulging along Jake’s forearms as he firmly holds his omega in place when Jay squirms and squeaks at Jake wrapping his plush lips around his clit. “W-Wait—” Jay gasps scaredly.
But the alpha doesn't let up, sucking incessantly even as Jay tries to move away, cruelly pushing his boyfriend’s sensitive bud around in his hot mouth, skillfully rubbing at it in slow, sensual circles with his tongue. Come on.
The reaction is almost instant, Jake quick to pull back and open his mouth wide when Jay’s pussy squirts strawberry-flavored slick right down his throat. Like a fucking fountain.
“Fuck, there we go,” Jake groans softly after he swallows, looking down at Jay’s trembling pussy in amazed awe. “I love this thing—you really are just a cute little juice box when you're like this, Jay-yah,” he hums and then giggles, sweetly saying, “My little juice box.”
Jay’s face absolutely burns, yet he isn't able to think about the lewd comparison any longer, too busy convulsing when the alpha dives right back in to drag a long, wet lick all the way up Jay’s overstimulated pussy from back to front, Jake moaning at how soft the smooth bulb feels under his tongue.
“Jaeyu–nnnn–ah—” slurp. “P-Please—h-haven't you had enough?” The tanned boy cries out helplessly, lower stomach jumping and insides tingling with need as he gets messily licked all over and mercilessly eaten out. Jake’s tongue was nice and long but not nearly big or fat enough, nothing like his alpha’s heavy cock felt shoved inside him to the very last inch.
Jay sighs shakily, feeling more slick drip out of him at the mere thought of being stretched open, body shuddering when he feels Jake happily lick that up, too.
If he allowed it, Jake would never move on, just eat him out and make him come on his tongue for days. Leaving Jay with no real penetration or knot until he saw him begging and pleading to be fucked open and bred. Jay already feels his omega sob brokenly, growing desperate and anxious with its alpha right here and somehow still not breeding him, clawing at his tummy like it was suffocating.
“Please, ‘Yunnie…need you, need you inside s-so bad, please…please,” he hiccups, feeling pathetic for already weeping about his alpha’s cock, yet unable to stop himself.
And he gasps, whining long and high pitched when Jake harshly sucks upward with his tongue still inside of him, dipping in and out of Jay’s gushing wet hole, playing with his pussy and waiting until he hears the omega pathetically sob Jaeyun-ah for the fifth time to finally pull back with a messy, loud slurp.
“Impatient little slut,” Jake sighs, running his tongue over his shiny and plump slick-covered lips, pretty mouth smiling down at his teary boyfriend, sharp alpha canines and all. “Can’t even hold out for five minutes. Want some cock that badly, princess?”
Gripping at the base of the fully hard, veiny girth hanging heavy between his legs and cruelly rubbing it up against his omega’s dripping hole, Jake almost giggles at the pure nonsense that leaves Jay’s mouth, the omega breathlessly sobbing, “Yes, please…please, please, want it, Jakey, please…”
Jake naughtily rubs his tip up and down the center of Jay’s soft pussy, letting his omega feel the hot throbbing girth that was going to impregnate him someday. “Gonna let me properly eat you out later?”
“Yes,” Jay readily agrees, nodding his head vigorously, willing to do anything and everything at this point. He just needed his alpha inside of him. It was so painful being this empty. “As much a-as you want, Jaeyunie, please…hurts, n-need you…”
“Yeah?” Jake sighs softly, tenderly brushing some damp raven fringe out of the tanned boy’s pretty face, looking at Jay all flushed and desperate beneath him and unable to keep from torturing his cute boyfriend just a bit more. “Mmm, I don’t know if I believe you, though…you stopped me so quickly just now. And I was just starting to have fun, too,” the alpha pouts exaggeratedly.
“I-I will, I promise I will,” Jay whines, frustrated tears filling pretty, sharply cut eyes. “I’ll let you, I swear,” he sniffles.
Jake hums like he’s slowly being convinced, pressing the fat tip of his cock lower, so that it’s positioned right against the omega’s tight weeping entrance. All he had to do was thrust forward a bit and his nice, warm cock would slide right in. “For as long as I want?”
Expecting Jay to explode and yell at him, Jake laughs a little when the omega instead just pouts as hot salty tears finally spill over, Jay desperately nodding his head and simply whispering yes alpha with wet cheeks, stumbling over his words and barely having any strength left to do more than whine at this point. It was so fucking cute.
Jake pinches one of Jay’s hot, feverish cheeks between his fingers, sweetly cooing, “That’s right, you’ll totally let me, huh? ‘Cause you know what you are when you’re like this, right, Jay-yah?”
Just barely able to hear Jake’s mischievous, cruel tone tickling his ears, Jay feels the last bit of his sanity crumble away and die inside, fully knowing what his stupid, unserious alpha wanted him to say. Looks like it was fuck his dignity again.
Laughing softly, Jake expectantly asks him again, gently caressing cheek. “What are you when you’re in heat, Jay-yah?”
“Your…” Jay swallows, face glowing as red as his soft cherry-colored sweater as he lets his eyes flutter shut, shamefully whispering, “I’m your…little juice box…”
Die. He just wanted to die. Jake was dumb and stupid and weird and he was just here, suffering because of it.
Jake smiles down at his boyfriend proudly, cheerfully saying with a pleased giggle, “Alright~ As long as you know.”
And then it’s surprisingly easy to forget about literally everything after that, because the very next second Jake is finally pushing down and popping the thick head of his cock inside of his omega’s tight, squishy warmth, groaning at the obscene amount of slick that gushes out of Jay’s hole with the simple intrusion.
“Fuck—fuck, Jake,” the tanned boy whines softly with his head thrown back, throat completely exposed and thighs shaking around the heavy girth stretching him open, crazy sensitive. But Jay also absolutely sobs at the instant relief that showers over his entire body, crying about how good it feels, how full he is, how he needed this so, so badly, and thank you, thank you, thank you.
“Oh, you’re so cute and polite,” Jake laughs, smiling as he wipes at some of Jay’s tears and comfortingly shushes his boyfriend’s broken sobs. “Just needed this cock, huh…needed to get your pussy filled up by your alpha, I know, I know…”
He slips his hands up the loose hem of Jay’s soft burgundy sweater, gripping tightly at his omega’s tiny waist and tummy. The entirety of his thick girthy length is now sitting deep within Jay’s hot suctioning walls, pulsing inside of his mate lovingly, telling Jay’s omega to open wide and get ready to be bred.
His body responds to the silent command on its own, Jay faintly aware of how he obediently spreads his thighs open a little wider, happily giving Jake full access to go as deeply inside as he wants. It was so swollen and sensitive down there during his heats that he can easily feel every vein and ridge of the alpha's cock as it slides out, the faintest bit of stimulation producing a fresh puddle of sweet fruity slick, soft desperate whimpers of alpha, alpha leaving Jay's tiny heart-shaped lips.
“Yeah, I got you, I’m right here baby,” Jake whispers reassuringly, slamming his chubby girth back inside all at once, biting his lip at the pathetic sob Jay lets out when his blunt tip sinks in even deeper this time, smacking the opening of the omega’s womb head on. Despite Jay's loud cries, Jake sets a hard and fast pace from the very beginning, hips repeatedly snapping forward, thick cock stretching and stroking the inside of his boyfriend’s cute pussy so smoothly it was like heaven for the poor suffering omega.
“Gonna keep fucking you even if you beg me to stop, ‘kay? ‘Cause we gotta get your temperature down,” Jake reminds him, grip tightening on the small of Jay’s femininely petite waist, squeezing so hard his fingers almost touch in the middle. It makes his alpha growl in appreciation, repeated whispers of so little, so tiny, so perfect for breeding.
Jake couldn't agree more, quickly pulling his pretty boyfriend towards him in perfect timing with each deep lustful thrust, bouncing the omega on his cock like a toy. “You’re probably gonna pass out on me like last time, but that’s fine, baby. I got you, so just let go.”
Jay can do nothing but nod his head and whine, mouth permanently held open with the hot, intense pleasure that his alpha’s cock gives him every time it lovingly thrusts into his tummy, how good Jake’s hands feel digging into his waist as he fucks him hard. For the first time today Jay feels as light as a feather, like he’s been dunked in a bathtub of cool ice water, all wrapped up in Jake’s soothing seafoam scent, coasting on waves and surrounded by water lilies. So, so in love.
He listens to his alpha well. Lets himself go, because he knows Jake will take care of him. Completely unguarded, practically limp in Jake’s rough hold as he lets the alpha use his hole and move him around like a fuck doll.
Every couple of thrusts a massive amount of slick will gush out of his boyfriend’s soft pussy, and Jake knows that Jay is orgasming repeatedly, the tanned boy's gorgeous omega body gradually preparing itself to be mounted on a fat knot, squishy insides loosening up to allow for an alpha’s cock to get into prime breeding position. Body practically begging for babies.
“Oh, Jay-yah,” Jake can’t help but coo, dropping onto his forearms and tucking his head into the crook of Jay’s neck as he continues to fuck his pretty omega through every body-melting orgasm, never slowing his pace, merely licking over Jay’s mating mark possessively while his hips continue to bruise the backs of Jay’s soft thighs. “Poor Jongseongie,” he acknowledges his omega’s efforts in hushed whispers. “Want some babies, huh? But it’s too early, darling. We’re still young.”
“But I can do it, Yun-ah,” the tanned boy whimpers, sounding like he’ll burst into tears if the alpha doesn't believe him. “I swear I can…” He hiccups desperately.
“I know you can,” Jake hums, full of affection, pressing sweet kisses along the column of Jay’s throat. He bluntly drags his canines across his boyfriend’s glowing honey skin, whispering hotly right into his Jay’s blushing ears, “You’d carry my pups so well, and you’d look so fucking pretty for me, too, wouldn’t you? I know you would,” he breathes out. “Nice and pregnant with my babies.”
“Mhm,” Jay nods, sobs reduced to mere sniffles as his alpha praises him, shuddering and twitching now with every overstimulated, purposeful slide of Jake’s heavy cock moving inside of him.
He's lost count of how many times he’s squirted already, all sensitive and tingly down there, yet stars still happily sparkle in pretty cat eyes when Jay feels his boyfriend’s hot alpha cock expand inside of him and grow slightly bigger, heating up with the large supply of baby milk it was carrying, just waiting to be pumped into him.
In the back of his conscious mind, Jay knows that he can’t get pregnant—because he’s on birth control. It’s something they decided would be best after the first time Jake helped him through his heat and Jay literally panicked when the alpha pulled out before knotting him. It was not only embarrassing as fuck, Jake having to hold him and baby him to get him to stop crying, reassuring his fragile omega that he didn’t withhold his knot because Jay wasn’t soft or pretty enough, or because he didn’t absolutely love him to pieces. Just that they were too young, and even now they still are.
But all hazy and deluded, drugged up on his own pleasure, Jay can’t tell the difference. Not when the tingly warmth of his alpha’s cock is right there in his tummy, Jake’s tip kissing his womb with every smooth thrust inside, promising to fill him up with babies very soon, just like he deserved.
And Jake doesn’t push back as much either, lets his pretty omega dream and fantasize and feels hot and bothered himself, thinking of Jay full and pregnant with his pups, sighing low into pretty tanned skin as he gets closer to his own release.
Now with every strong pump of his cock deep into Jay’s slick-dripping hole, he grows in size, knot beginning to take shape at the base. Jake pushes the bottom of Jay’s soft sweater all the way upwards so that his tummy is on full display, placing his omega’s hand right over the very lowest part, so that Jay can feel the subtle bulge that forms every time his tip pushes upwards. Can feel just how good he was being used, stuffed full with his alpha’s loving cock, a nice warm pussy for Jake to impregnate and pump his load into. Doing absolutely amazing.
“You look so pretty in your little sweater,” Jake makes sure to tell him softly, drinking up Jay’s messy, absolutely ruined state like he was addicted to it. He leans down to give his mate a couple of lazy kisses that are mostly tongue, mostly him licking around inside Jay’s whiny open mouth as he mumbles against his lips.
“Wearing the clothes I bought for you. Hugging my cock so well. So ready to carry my babies. You're such a good little omega slut, aren’t you, Jongseongie?” Jake whispers hotly, so in love. “You’re so pretty and soft, you deserve to be filled up and bred, shit—you deserve it so much.”
Jay’s pretty sure there are hearts in his eyes along with all the tears, that he’s probably looking up at Jake like the alpha is his entire world, but he doesn't care—can't be bothered to think about anything anymore, head empty as the base of Jake’s heavy cock expands inside of him, until the alpha’s knot forms and pops right inside his welcoming pussy, locking them together in the most intimate way.
Jake’s soft tip sits fully pressed against Jay’s little baby room, ready to fill it up and make his tummy bulge out just like he deserves. So Jay lays still, completely submissive with his legs spread and his back arched all pretty, one hand still resting low on his stomach, where Jake has taken to massaging the flesh there, preparing his omega for the heavy load he’s going to plug him with.
“Be good and open up for me,” Jake coos, grinding his hips inward so that his knot sinks even deeper, stimulating his tip against the opening of Jay’s womb until the pressure becomes too much and it just barely wiggles inside.
“Oh—god,” Jay squeaks, panting restlessly and whimpering at the weird sensation, can feel just how deep Jake is snuggled inside of his tummy with every shallow breath. He looks like a proper slut now, tiny omega fangs and pink tongue leaking drool out of his mouth, cheeks flushed and eyes going crazy with love. “You’re—fuck,” Jay whimpers, voice breaking tearfully, “y-you’re in my—”
“Mhmm,” Jake growls softly, kissing and licking along the smooth, tanned skin of Jay’s defined jawline, messy and rough as he coats his omega’s pretty neck and throat in his saliva, dousing Jay in his scent until the sweetness of cherries and strawberries is barely there and Jay only smells like him. Breathing heavy, Jake's tone is soft yet possessive against the omega's cute tiny lips, not asking but ordering when he harshly whispers, “I'm going to impregnate you—right here on the floor, and you’re gonna pop out our pretty babies, ‘kay? That’s your job, got it?”
“Yes,” Jay chokes and whimpers, bracing himself as he’s cruelly stretched wide open around his alpha’s fully-formed knot. “Yes, alpha, t-thank you,” the omega sobs. “Thank—”
Jay doesn’t get to finish, shut up by his own whiny gasp when Jake ruts into him one final time before he’s flooding his omega’s insides with sticky hot warmth, shooting bucket after bucket of thick, goopy cum right into Jay’s womb. To make sure the hot liquid distributes evenly, Jake even jostles Jay back and forth a little on his bursting knot, wanting no part of his omega’s insides to be void of his loving cum. The alpha’s movements have full intentions to knock his mate up with a litter of cute pups, a crazy stupid part of him even secretly hoping that Jay’s birth control fails because of how deep he is, how good he fills Jay’s pussy up to the very brim.
It’s a small, miniscule little chance, but even thinking about it has Jake feeling guilty with pleasure, emptying himself into his pretty omega with a low happy moan, panting with his long alpha tongue and sharp canines on display. He can’t take his eyes off of the beautiful sight underneath him, watching intently as Jay’s flat tummy starts to bloat and stick out because it's so full of his cum.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Jake whines softly, leaning down to lick affectionately at the side of Jay’s face. “You're so full, baby. So full.”
“I-It’s…warm,” Jay squirms a little, feeling sleepier and sleepier with every heavy pump of lush baby milk that fills his tummy. “‘M so happy…”
While his face remains brightly flushed, the omega is no longer feverish. In fact, the only place he feels distinctly hot is right where Jake’s knot is stuck inside him, but it's a good kind of hot—like a loving flurry of kisses, reassuring him that Jake was here.
And Jay feels so tired, so relieved and woozy and comfortable that he could just fall asleep like this, to the gentle rhythm of being lovingly pumped full of his alpha’s cum, until his tummy couldn't possibly take any more.
Jay does pass out, he learns.
Blushing profusely when Jake tells him about how he dutifully filled him up another two times until Jay’s fever had completely subsided, bragging about how even when you're unconscious, you still make these cute little noises, Jay-yah. It’s soooo cute.
He should probably feel sore after getting his brains fucked out three times in one sitting, but like his omega body was made for it, Jay feels rejuvenated, if anything. Mellow and at peace.
Jake had cleaned him all up and dressed him in some fresh pajamas (a long oversized night shirt), Jay all snuggled in bed while Jake had left to go take a shower. The alpha was back now in his own set of sleep clothes, spooning the tanned boy from behind.
“I’ll help you shower when you feel like getting up,” Jake hums as he nuzzles his face into the back of Jay’s neck, the mischievous edge to the Australian boy’s voice telling of what exactly his version of help includes.
“I-I can do it myself,” Jay mumbles, hating the way heat flares up in his tummy again at the simple implication, feeling a little empty but not I’m ready to get fucked until I pass out again empty, thighs squirming together. His omega was satisfied for now, his heat might even be over, but…
It seems Jake really can read his thoughts, knows exactly what he needs, because the alpha’s pulling down his bottoms without a second thought, fisting himself to full hardness again before he lines his tip up with his pretty omega’s soft pussy, still wet and dripping with his cum and a good amount of sweet fruity slick. He rubs back and forth a little before smoothly filling Jay’s tummy up in one thrust, not moving but just staying there, heavy and warm.
Jay sighs happily at the familiar feeling, snuggling a little deeper onto the alpha’s cock and uselessly trying to fight the sleepiness that tries to overtake him once more. He just woke up, so going back to sleep again didn't seem like the greatest idea. Jay didn't even know what time it was. But he just felt so…loved. And safe, here in Jake's arms. Pretty cat eyes drooping closed against his will.
Jake laughs at the cute image, pressing an annoying, sloppy kiss to his mate’s forehead that makes Jay whine at him before laying a protective hand over his omega’s stomach, rubbing there gently as he mutters, “Keep my cock warm and go back to sleep, you baby. I got you.”
“Mm-'kay.” Jay nods sleepily, must still be hazed up on a fuck ton of heat hormones, Jake thinks. Because before his cute boyfriend passes out again Jay is whispering all soft—barely audible, but Jake still hears it. Hears everything. “Love you, Jakey. Can’t wait…to have…babies…”
“Soon,” Jake whispers back, face feeling a little warm and gorgeous smile a bit too giddy. Knows he doesn’t seriously mean it when he playfully whispers in Jay’s ear that he should just stop taking birth control, then.
But Jake does mean this sincerely, whole heart bared on his sleeve when he snuggles up closer to his pretty sleeping omega, and sweetly says, all happy and excited, “Guess what? I love you, too, Jay-yah. And I can’t wait to have the cutest pups with you.” ♡