Content Warning: 18+ 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Zayden carried Ren to the bed, cradling his naked body carefully in his arms.

The omega was already kissing his neck, then drifting lower, pressing his lips to Zayden’s chest as his fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt.

"W-Wait," Zayden tried to stop him, but Ren didn’t listen.

With a sharp inhale, Zayden finally laid the omega down on the bed. Then—without warning—he pulled away, stepping back until he was no longer touching him.

"Where are you going?" Ren asked, frowning.

"You are not in your right mind, Ren," Zayden said carefully. "I don’t want to do something you don’t actually want—"

Ren’s expression darkened instantly. He pushed himself upright on the bed, eyes blazing as he stared at the alpha.

"What do you mean I am not in my right mind?"

Zayden forced a small smile. This was exactly what he meant. Ren wasn’t acting like himself. The heat had dulled his usual restraint, clouded his judgment.

"I will get you some suppressants, alright?"

He turned to leave—but before he could take another step, Ren dropped back onto the bed.

"Fuck me like last night." His voice came out hoarse, almost desperate.

Zayden froze.

Ren shifted onto his hands and knees, lifting his hips without a hint of hesitation.

Zayden’s breath came heavier. How was he supposed to keep control when Ren kept doing this?

"Come on," Ren said, turning his head slightly, one hand brushing back between his thighs.

Zayden swallowed hard before reaching for the rest of his buttons, undoing them slowly.

"Do you need lubricant?" he asked softly as he climbed onto the bed.

Ren shook his head—but Zayden didn’t trust that. Murmuring a quiet spell, a vial appeared in his hand. He applied it carefully, then set it aside before pressing a finger inside.

Ren moaned immediately.

"More," he begged, turning toward him.

Zayden licked his lips and closed the distance, capturing Ren’s mouth in a kiss that was deep yet gentle, as if grounding him.

He spread his pheromones, the sharp scent mingling with Ren’s, hoping to calm the omega.

When Zayden felt Ren relax beneath him, he added another finger, then one more, moving slowly, patiently. Only then did Zayden reach for his zipper, freeing his cock as his breathing grew heavier.

"Damn it, Ren," he murmured, breaking the kiss as if he needed the distance to steady himself.

"Put it in," the omega whispered, looking up at him. His gaze had sharpened—focused again—as though the alpha’s pheromones had pulled him back into himself, granting him a sliver of clarity amid the haze of heat.

Zayden’s lips curved into a faint smile. He nodded, guiding himself forward and slowly pressing into his lover.

Ren gasped, a strained groan slipping past his lips as tears welled in his eyes. Even though they had been together the night before, his body still hadn’t fully adjusted—every inch of the stretch reminding him just how sensitive he was.

"Y-You are so tight!..." Zayden grunted, his grip around Ren’s waist tightening. He pulled the omega closer, increasing his pace.

The room was filled with moans, their pheromones mingling in the thick air.

Ren’s body burned, sweat glistening along his skin. He slowly sank onto the mattress, unable to support himself on his arms as Zayden’s movements drove him wild. His mind had gone fuzzy, leaving only the searing pleasure coursing through him.

Zayden panted, gasping for breath as he reached for Ren’s hardened cock, slick with pre-cum.

A teasing smirk tugged at his lips.

"Are you close already?"

Ren’s cheeks flamed even deeper, his neck reddening to match his already scarlet face.

"J-Just... ahh... shhh... haaah... keep going," he gasped, words barely coherent over his moans.

Zayden’s hand moved gently through Ren’s hair, pressing his warm lips against his forehead, then trailing down to his cheek, and finally to the curve of his back. It was burning hot, not completely nor too firm.

Just perfect.

"You are so... pretty. You know that?" He whispered, voice low and steady—but Ren wasn’t listening anymore.

Not anymore.

The silver-haired omega lifted his hips instinctively, guiding Zayden deeper.

A low chuckle escaped the alpha as he followed the movement, letting Ren take the lead while maintaining control. His hand tightened slightly in Ren’s hair, steadying him as he watched the omega shiver and moan, entirely lost in pleasure.

Soon, Zayden increased his pace, careful but insistent, until the tension in his body threatened to break. By now, Ren had already come multiple times, his body slick and trembling. Zayden didn’t tease him—anyone would be hypersensitive in this state.

When he reached the edge, Zayden pulled back and guided his hand along his own length, finishing slowly across Ren’s flushed, trembling skin.

Ren collapsed onto the mattress, gasping for breath, too exhausted to move. His eyes fluttered open briefly, blinking toward the window.

Darkness had settled outside, and for a moment, he simply lay there, tired and panting, unable to remember how many times they had gone at it.

Zayden leaned down beside him, brushing a damp strand of hair from Ren’s forehead, still watching over him.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Ren nodded, his cheeks still flushed. His throat began to burn from all the screaming.

"Let’s go," Zayden said, sitting on the bed.

"W-Where?" Ren blinked.

"Shower, of course. And you should go first if you need to use the washroom."

"Oh... I will go first," Ren said, slowly stepping out of the bed, although his legs felt weak and his back ached.

"Call me if you need help," Zayden smiled.

The omega turned, glaring at him. He grabbed one of the pillows and threw it his way.

"Looks like I got myself a savage kitten!" he said teasingly.

Just as Ren was about to enter the washroom, he turned.

"Says the one who is scared of cats," Ren scoffed, shaking his head before slamming the door.

"W-Wait!" Zayden gasped, sitting up straight on the bed. "Ren! You can’t finish an argument like this!" He groaned, falling back on the bed.

Then he laughed, the sound echoing in the room.

It didn’t matter if he lost to Ren. He was just glad to see him well.

"But earlier... Why was he speaking as if being an omega was a bad thing?" he mumbled, pondering.