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Presenting as an alpha in an omega/omega house had already taken its toll on Garou. Growing up hearing how disgusting alphas were, how most were only driven by lust and greed made him come to hate everything that made him an alpha.
Garou’s ruts were never easy. He had always had some deep rooted issues with how he viewed the activity, he hated feeling like he wasn't in control of his own actions. He almost always refused to get off no matter how badly it hurt, opting to sleep or distract himself with literally anything else as it wore off.
When Bang took him in after he presented as an alpha, he sat the boy down and talked in depth about sex education, it was one of the first things he taught every new shipment of rowdy alphas. “To prevent you all from adhering to unrealistic expectations from porn sites and other horrible influences" he said. Bang was very serious about it.
He told him how natural ruts were and that yes, you did in fact have control over yourself, it was just that every thought and action was more in tune with the inner alpha the person cultivated. If they were a possessive, aggressive alpha their ruts would reflect that. Bang had told him that it was natural to be scared of it, but not to let that control him.
Bit by bit Garou began unraveling his self hatred of his secondary gender, growing to embrace his more upfront side. But his ruts remained the same, he never, never, touched himself, never asked for anything to help, and never got close to an omega during it.
He could feel the sweat starting to form on his brow, warmth crawling throughout his body. It almost made him feel sick. Garou was splayed out on his bed, whining at the uncomfortable hardness he felt. It was only his pre-rut but it felt like hell.
A soft chime knocked him out of his own head, as he turned over to the nightstand. His phone lit up in the dark room.
Meat Head: Yo, coming over for dinner tonight?
He stared at the message, debating what to say back. He didn’t want to reject the man he was trying to court, that wasn’t a smart move, so Garou opted to tell the omega the truth.
< Can’t, in pre-rut
Meat Head: Oh shit
Meat Head: You need anything?
< Nah, im fine
< Dealing with it
Meat Head: have anything scented?
< Dont need it
Meat Head: are you just a dumbass for fun?
Meat Head: dont answer that
Meat Head: brb, dont die
< ill try
Garou chuckled at the messages, it was sweet that Badd cared that much. It made his body twitch. He tried to quickly shove the lewd thoughts that popped up back down in his head.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, waiting for the man to text him again but Garou reasoned that he was probably helping Zenko with something, or being a hero.
He tried his hardest to push off any unpleasant thoughts about Badd out of his hazy brain. He’d never had to deal with a rut and a crush on the hottest man he’d ever met at the same time. Bang had warned him it could be worse if he started courting, saying that the alpha side of their heads tended to focus on any potential mate to make the rut more pleasurable, but fuck, he didn’t know it would be this disorienting.
Guilt and lust boiled under his skin as he imagined black hair splayed out on his pillow, the gorgeous omega's eyes looking into his. He shook his head violently and buried himself deeper into his blankets. Maybe he could just sleep some of the time away.
Knock Knock
“Ion need anything, old man.”
There was a pause, then his worst nightmare pushed through his clouded head.
“It’s me, jackass, I brought you some shit.”
Shit shit shit shit shit-
What the hell was he doing here, Garou scrambled to cover every inch of himself as he heard the door press open. Badd stared at the crumpled up mass, walking over and setting down a sizable bag by the edge of the bed.
“Wha- what are you doing here?” Garou slurred out. He couldn’t stop himself from trying to seek out Badd’s warm scent. It was dull, muted, like he was wearing a scent patch but the smell poked through, calming his body down a little bit.
“Bang let me in on yer’ uh- ‘rut problems’. Thought I'd be a good help.”
“Badd, you should really leave-”
“Nope, I'm staying.” Stubborn asshole.
Badd was way too flippant about this. Weren't omegas scared of alphas in rut?
“Uh, I don’t think I'm ready to go that far yet, hero,” Garou said. The man looked at him confused before chuckling to himself.
“Oh, no- Garou, I'm not talking about sharin’ it. I'm sayin’ I can help, like giving you shit I've scented n’ some other stuff-”
Oh. That sounded nice. It made his heart beat out of his chest, God- his omega was so considerate.
…His omega? His rut brain must be worse than he thought.
The hero spoke up again, “Ruts n’ heats aren’t always about sex, sometimes it's just intimate moments, like cuddling or groomin’.”
‘Huh? Then why was he always as hard as a rock during it?’
“Um, maybe for heats but…”
Badd shifted closer, pressing one knee into the bed, “It doesn’t matter how horny yer’ body is, if ya’ don't want it, then ya’ won't do it.”
He could vaguely remember Bang saying something similar to him once but he wasn’t paying much attention.
“Scoot over you bastard, lemme help ya’.”
Garou groaned, shifting so he was upright in his bed, letting the omega carve his way into his space. The alpha side of his brain was ecstatic that Badd trusted him enough to be so close when he was so vulnerable. He wanted so desperately just to hug him, anything to alleviate the warmth that pained his body. His groin throbbed looking at the omega’s face. He really did pick such a beautiful man.
Badd plopped himself down on the side of him, letting the alpha take in their closeness and his scent. He loved the way the hero smelled, like a warm campfire mixed with the sweet smell of charred meat. It made his mouth water.
Garou spoke up first, “So, what now?”
“You smell me, dumbass.”
“Alright, jerkface, sorry for asking.”
Garou slowly leaned over, careful not to try and grab at the omega. He took in the intoxicating smell, panting lightly as Badd tilted his head to show his neck off more. There was a small patch there but it didn’t affect how good he smelled.
He shifted over to get closer to the exposed skin, Badd was wearing a low cut top that only accentuated his broad muscles, Garou really appreciated how built he was, from his wide arms to his lean torso. The thought made him swallow all the spit in his mouth.
He looked at the omega, silently asking for permission to go further. Badd smirked a little bit, nodding back.
Garou pressed his nose into the man's collar, taking in a deep breath before moving up to rub their necks together, something he learned from his parents when he’d watch them interact. Badd gasped, not expecting the movement before slowly devolving into small purrs. Barely noticeable but the way the omega’s chest thrummed told him he was enjoying it.
He brought his arms closer, placing them on the bedsheets on either side of the omega. Garou was trying his hardest not to spook him, making every breath and action drawn out. Badd smelled sweeter now, an almost syrupy smell that emanated in Garou’s soul. His alpha practically purred at smelling how happy he was.
Garou gently licked the small spot behind Badd’s ear, earning a jolt from the man. He pulled back slightly, assessing if his partner felt okay.
He swallowed tightly. Badd was trembling on the bed, eyes closed as he felt his mouth open. No wonder he smelled so content. There was a sudden throbbing sensation down by his hips. He pushed away the lustful feeling, focusing back on his partner.
Garou leaned back into the omega's neck, licking small stripes into the skin.
“Holy shit- Garou where the fuck did you learn to groom?”
He mumbled from his omega’s neck, “Parents.”
Badd sighed positively in response, reacting more to the lapping of Garou’s tongue over his collar bone. The hero was purring louder now, in tandem with every movement Garou made against his skin. He slowly worked his way from the bottom of Badd’s shoulders to his flushed cheeks.
The omega was grabbing at his dampened shirt, trying to steady himself as Garou worked his way over the man's face. It felt like heaven making Badd so happy, all he could smell was contentment, and the sweet scent of adoration. His heart fluttered in his chest, completely erasing the pulsing in his hips and replacing it with pride.
His alpha thrummed inside his chest at every purr the man made. He felt so lightheaded, his skin prickling with excitement. He’d never felt so airy before, pleasure started to seep down his chest and into his legs, pooling the sensation into his hips again. It felt different this time, less aggressive, less like a need and more like a pleasant want.
Garou suddenly felt very on edge, dropping his head into the omega's neck, panting harshly as he tried to calm himself down. He felt.. close, and he had no idea why, nothing had touched him, nothing had even built up inside of him.
“Garou? You alright?” Badd whispered. It was soft, his voice felt so silky as it rang in his ears, it only tipped him further.
“Mph- Badd, I'm so s-sorry.” He felt his eyesight start to blur, helplessly breathing into the hero's neck as he felt his body tense up.
“I’m- I’m, fuck.” He really tried his hardest to hold himself back, trying desperately to think about anything to calm him.
Badd snaked his arms up to his shoulders, rubbing his neck into Garou’s and suddenly his vision whited out, he slapped a hand over his mouth as he spilled into his boxers, hips violently twitching as the omega purred beside him, practically holding their throats together.
Garou couldn’t think, all he takes in is how everything smells so good, he feels fucking amazing. Every emotion hits him at once, the pride, his love, even his insecurities. He’s floating in a sea of raw nerve endings as he sinks down into his omega’s arms. Whining as he wraps his arms around Badd’s waist and burying himself into his shoulder again.
They fall back into the bed, Garou wrapped tightly around Badd. He doesn’t even register that he’s started licking the omega’s skin again, he’s not thinking much as he purrs out his own contentment.
“That was the hottest thing I've ever seen.”
Garou grunted against the man, all he could hear was how sweet his voice sounds. He wanted to drink every word that came out of Badd’s mouth.
Badd seemed to take the hint that the alpha was completely checked out of reality, as he settled into their new position.
It was about half an hour later when Garou finally snapped back into reality. Pulling himself off the man’s neck and sitting back on his heels.
His head felt drained, “What the hell happened?”
“You came in your pants after licking me.”
“Oh my god, fuck me- I’m so sorry, I didnt mean to-”
“It's alright Garou, it was probably the most attractive thing I've ever seen.”
Garou gaped at the man, “What- Why?”
“You basically finished by makin’ me happy, who wouldn’t get turned on by that? Seriously man, you didn’t even touch me.”
He could kinda remember feeling his alpha preening at how well he was treating his potential mate. Garou groaned, putting his head into his hands. He was so fucking embarrassed, he promised himself he would never take advantage of anyone during his ruts and now he’d finished just from grooming.
Badd put a hand on his shoulder, “Hey, it's nothin’ to worry about. I liked it a lot, trust me I woulda kicked yer’ ass if I didn’t.”
His words only helped his horrible feelings of guilt a little bit, and almost like the omega sensed it he started a slew of praises for his alpha side instead.
“You were amazing taking care of me”
“Proving to me that you put me before your own needs”
“It was admirable how you tried to make me feel as comfortable as possible.”
“You never once made me doubt you were in control.”
“Alpha side or not, that was all you, and it made me feel great.”
His chest hummed at the praise, he felt better knowing how good of a job he did providing his partner such a good experience.
Badd reached over the bed, grabbing the bag he’d brought with him and pulling out a fluffy blanket along with a hoodie.
“Here, I scented these for ya, for when your rut actually starts. It should help curb some of the pain.”
Garou preened again, loving the spoils the omega was giving him. “Thanks...”
“No worries, just give em’ back when yer’ done.”
They stared at each other for a few moments before Badd leaned over and pressed a soft kiss into his cheek.
It was late, well past 10pm, and Badd needed to get home to make sure Zenko actually went to sleep and wasn’t up late watching cartoons. Garou hated saying goodbye but the next few days weren't going to be any place for an omega to stay, even if he could control himself. He could accidentally start his heat and fuck up his entire schedule.
Pre-ruts were a warning sign and a quick opening for partners to slip in to help their alphas before either leaving or agreeing to pair. It was special to Garou that his first rut spent with another person was planned on both ends. He could tell Badd felt the same way, which furthered his feelings that the man was perfect for him.