Disclaimer: I do not own Yuri! on Ice or any of its characters.

Notes: This is an otayuri omegaverse fanfiction I had wrote last year for an event originally as a one shot fanfic. I loved it so much, I had decided to make it chaptered. More details are in the fanfic notes on my AO3 and more detailed. I thought I should repost this here while I try to write the fourth chapter to it. Unfortunately I am dealing with a bad writer's block so my updates will be insanely slow... ;o; Hope you all enjoy this! -Kai

They live in a world where one has a second gender as one would call it. Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Two thirds of the population nearly worldwide consists of Alphas and Betas, the last bit belongs to Omegas. They were the most coveted of the three species. One would be lucky to have an Omega as their mate and provide many children as possible. While Betas can conceive and carry children, they sometimes have trouble actually conceiving. Many couples were devastated whenever their tests came out negative many times before before finally becoming positive. It was usually an endless cycle for those who could not afford in vitro fertilization.

With Omegas being the most fertile out of the three species, they are the most desired partner. Yet they are close to being rare to find. When one finds an Omega, they usually have the urge to keep them secret from the rest of the world. Or have them do deplorable things like work as a prostitute for them. The Omega usually don't have a say when an Alpha is involved. It usually is what it is to them. There were no laws to whether or not this was illegal, yet there were no defining laws to protect Omegas either. It was a sad state of the world.

However, Yuri Plisetsky wasn't going to let anything like that happen to him. He may be an Omega, but he refuses to let an Alpha have such power over him. It is his body and he will maintain the control he has over it. He does so by using copious amounts of scenting lotions and takes suppressants twice daily. He even goes as far as to wearing skin colored scent stickies on his neck and wrists to hide his scent further. It was all to keep his second gender a secret. The only ones who knew of that secret was his grandfather, his brother, Viktor and his brother-in-law, Yuuri, and Mila. He would prefer to keep it that way as he had been for nearly a full decade. Well, eight years to be exact. It was worth the pain he deals with during each heat. The suppressants he uses often with no breaks makes his heats intense, coupled with fevers and abdominal cramps so bad he ends up vomiting. He has to take days off from work and miss dance classes because of it. The blond cursed his life and second gender everyday.

Today was no different as he swallows a dose of blue pills. His roommate and fellow dancer, Mila enters the blond's room. She was an Omega like himself and he wasn't going to admit outright she was his favorite confidant on such a personal thing. He couldn't talk to Katsudon about it because he would talk to Viktor. The conversation he had with Viktor was too awkward when he tries to advocate the "no secrets" thing for them. His older brother thought he should try to make up for lost time when their parents wouldn't provide for him and Viktor was off in another city with Katsudon. That was a mortifying scenario he does not ever want to happen again. It's why he would rather confide in Mila despite her being three years older. She had been his good friend and biggest support ever since their first meeting last year.

"Hey. Are you ready yet? The club is letting Omegas in for free!" Mila chimed as she walked over to her roommate then draped herself on him, wrapping her arms around his slender shoulders.

Yuri wanted to shrug her off but decided not to since she would just hang on him again. Though he always found comfort in Mila because she sympathized with him like no one else could. Omegas were always there for each other no matter what and Yuri was lucky enough to meet Mila. He decided to let her hug him for another minute before rubbing another layer of scenting lotion into his skin that was exposed, mostly his neck and arms. He noticed his roommate and good friend frown at him.

"What?" Yuri asked, raising a single eyebrow at her expression.

""Do you really intend on hiding yourself, Yuri?" she asked as Yuri let out a small sigh.

"Yeah, or every Alpha for miles would be after me. I don't want to be the reason asshole Alphas can't bother to control themselves around an Omega in heat or otherwise."

Yuri would prefer to keep it that way. After the incident at the studio with a locker room full of Alphas who caught wind of his scent because he stupidly left his scenting sprays and lotion at home, Yuri decided he never wanted anyone else to know of his Omegan status. It was why he took extremes to hide his scent; why he didn't want to be the catalyst for an Alpha's actions. Because if an Omega sends an Alpha into a rut, it's automatically the Omega's fault… That was what he had been told by his mother for years when he had first presented. That lead to present day Yuri clinging to his suppressants like they were his lifeline. It was definitely not a good idea for him as his roommate had warned him many times already. Though, Yuri just shrugged Mila off and told her he will be fine.

"Just be careful. You don't want to mess up your chances on becoming a famous dancer because of the amount of suppressants you're taking..."

"I won't. Trust me, I know what I'm doing, Mila." He figured he has to monitor his dosage intake a little more.

The red-haired Omega didn't look convinced and wanted to continue, but decided to drop it for another time. Besides, they had to go before the line gets too long. She was secretly bothered about Yuri refusing to reveal his status to some bouncer at the door to get in for free. There shouldn't be any shame in his being an Omega, however, she knew where he was coming from. So the woman never spoke up against Yuri about his second gender too much. At least she managed to convince him to come out for a night of fun with her. That was one good thing. She still worried about him using suppressants too much.

"Anyway, I think you will like what the DJ will play tonight. His tastes in music can get you into the mood to dance. Plus, he's pretty hot." The older woman giggled as she said this.

Yuri rolled his eyes as he closed his medicine case and turned to face Mila. Of course she wanted to go out to see this mystery DJ because he is hot. His friend was interested in aesthetically pleasing people and the guys she chose are usually good looking. There were a few girls that caught his roommate's eye, but Yuri knew Mila liked guys more.

"Is that why you begged me to go out with you tonight?"

"Yes, and that you need to let loose once in a while, Yuri."

The blond sighed, knowing he will have to play the part of a wingman for his friend again tonight. He decided to not go against it since she could find someone good this time. He didn't like how her last partner treated her and he was glad Mila had enough sense to break up with her boyfriend. Tonight would be good for her if she met someone decent. They were going to a different club this time around.

Yuri grabbed his pale blue jean jacket and slipped it on. He then adjusted the thin hoodie he was wearing under it, making sure he looked decent enough before he grabbed his phone and wallet then followed Mila out their shared apartment.

• • •

The line at the club wasn't long as of yet since Mila and Yuri got there early. She managed to convince a reluctant Yuri to let the bouncer know his second gender after he asked what the price was to get into the establishment. He showed the man his ID before he and Mila were allowed into the club. It was like he had stepped into another world when they were granted entry. The music was so loud, the floor shook beneath his feet. It was like the hard base in the particular song was going to collapse the building on top of them.

'Maybe that might not happen, but the DJ should choose something more pleasing to the ears. This is shit,' Yuri thought as he listened to the song. Not that he had a choice.

He was practically dragged to the bar by Mila who caught the eye of a good looking bartender, a beautiful looking female with light brown skin and long black hair that stopped near the small dip of her back. Of course Mila would spot someone so soon. Though considering how there were lots of people in the club tonight, it looked like this woman was going to be here for a while. She smiled at them when they approached and Mila blushed then tucked a lock of her red hair behind her ear.

"So, what can I get for you two?" She asked, her bright purple eyes were shining in the moderately dim lighting of the club. Her accent was pretty thick which let Yuri know she was not from here. Yuri glanced over at Mila who seemed to have forgotten to speak so he had to order their drinks for her.

"I'll have water and my friend will have a strawberry lemonade vodka." Yuri told the woman, hoping she could hear him over the ear shattering noise called music. Whoever the current DJ was had shitty tastes in music. Yuri almost wanted to leave despite having to have arrived here. The attractive woman served their drinks after Yuri paid her and then watched her chat with Mila and subtly flirting with each other. He figured this would happen so he turned his attention to the dance floor. It was partly full of people grinding on each other like they were in heat. It insulted Yuri as most of the people on the dance floor aren't Omegas. There were few of them but they were with their mates and dancing less provocatively than the Alphas and Betas. It was something they did to mock his or anyone's second gender that happens to be Omega. He hated this kind of behavior and he couldn't bear to stomach watching any longer.

As he closed his eyes to block the obscene and insulting display from his sight, a mysterious enticing scent hits his nose. The scent was a mix of summer rain in the mountains… or something like that. It wasn't a smell he had ever came across before, but it smelled delightful. His mouth watered as he wanted more of that nice scent. Another scent rose to accompany it, and he frowned, hoping it didn't belong to the same person as it was a floral kind of scent.

"Never seen you around here." He heard a low baritone voice with a slight accent speak and he opened his eyes. Another man with dark eyes and even darker hair styled into an undercut was staring at him. His outfit was a black leather jacket with a grey v-neck shirt underneath and Yuri could see how well defined his chest was. He fought against the urge to touch it as his eyes went back up to the man's face. He was attractive as hell with his strong jawline, his straight nose that had a slight curve near the end, full, kissable looking lips… His eyes were something else too. It may be dark in the place, but Yuri knew they were dark brown like the soil of the earth. He liked them more than he should and he couldn't respond right away to the man who was clearly an Alpha. How embarrassing.

"I'm usually busy dancing or working," Yuri answered the attractive man who smiled at him. Damn, even his smile looked amazing. He attempted to keep his wits about himself.

"What kind of dancer?"

"Ballet." Yuri answered without a thought.

"Ah, no wonder you look so fit. And your legs were a dead giveaway. It was either breakdancing or ballet." Yuri raised an eyebrow at the odd sentence from the other man and was curious to whether he drank too much or not. Or was just odd in general but what he said was a little amusing and Yuri laughed.

"No, I'm a ballet dancer. I've been doing it most of my life, so it was only natural I enter the company when I turned eighteen."

"That's dedication. I did ballet when I was thirteen, but it wasn't for me so I gave up on it after six months."

"That's a shame. You would fit in well and all the girls would love to be lifted by you," Yuri noted.

"I think I would rather lift you." The man admitted and Yuri blushed at the comment. Normally he wouldn't react to such a cheesy, worn out line yet some guy he didn't know made it work.

"Maybe if you were in the company," Yuri admitted while he played with the tip of the water bottle. Honestly, I don't let anyone lift me. I'm a soloist."

"Really? You must be really good to have that role. I can tell you worked quite hard to get it."

Yuri just shrugged as he opened the bottled water he had and opened it to take a few sips of it. He couldn't hide the fact that he was flattered by the other male's words to him. His Omega side purred at the small praise from this Alpha. And only this Alpha for some reason. It's strange… He ignored it and remembered he didn't want to talk about himself all night as he was more interested in the person talking to him. His body gradually shifted closer and he wasn't aware the Alpha was doing the same.

"So what do you do?" Yuri inquired then took a small swig of the water he had in his hand. "I mean, you seem to be an athlete, but you're here in the club like everyone else."

"I'm in college working towards my psychology degree, only taking two classes a day in the mornings. I work in the afternoon and I DJ on weekends and sometimes weekdays. I squeeze in gym time three times a week," He explained and Yuri was impressed.

"And you still manage to have a life while juggling all of that. Impressive."

"Just trying to live out my life. Best part of it is the music. It's where I can really escape to another world."

"I hope your tastes are better than what I'm hearing. So far, the current music this DJ is playing is shit."

"It is and speaking of which, I am due to start my set soon."

The song ended and Yuri realized he had been talking to this guy for a few minutes and he hasn't gotten his name. He was about to ask when the person at the microphone spoke and let the crowd know who the next DJ will be.

"Our next DJ is someone highly requested, his music choices are slammin'. It will let you see the night sky. Give it up for Otabek Altin!" The crowd clapped and cheered loudly and some even rose their drinks in the air as they cheered. Yuri knew this particular DJ was popular and he saw Otabek move to head up to the turntables when he turned back to face him.

"I didn't get your name," Otabek stated as he stared into Yuri's eyes. And the blond forgot to speak for a few moments then regained his composure.

'He's Kazakh. No wonder he had a similar accent to mine. I wonder if he speaks Russian.' He thought then remembered Otabek was waiting on a name from him.

"Yuri. Yuri Plisetsky."

"Well…" Yuri's breathing stops when Otabek leaned in close and whispered in his ear, the warm breath ghosted along the outer shell resulting in his body shiver in delight. "I really do hope you'll enjoy yourself, Yuri."

Otabek pulled away from him and headed towards the turntables mounted a little above the dance floor on a stage. Yuri jumped when Mila appeared beside him and spoke, breaking the odd hold Otabek unconsciously had on him.

"That's the DJ I was telling you about. Isn't he amazing?" She asked him.

'You don't know the half of it…' Yuri wanted to say, but just nodded instead.

"He hasn't started playing anything yet, Mila." He answered truthfully.

"But I saw you chatting it up with Otabek and it looked like you were getting along fairly well," she chuckled then sniffed the air around him. "Your scent was different when he was near you."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yuri frowned. His scent had changed? Why was that? It never did that before and he hid his scent to the point he was mistaken as a male Beta. Something was off with him tonight. Maybe it was just nerves finally catching up to him. He watched Otabek finish setting things up and he found himself wishing he could talk to the Alpha more after their conversation went so well. When their eyes met, Yuri smiled in his direction then sighed when he heard a small giggle from Mila.

"You're interested in Otabek, aren't you," she asked as she watched Yuri avert his eyes. He can't deny that.

"He's actually really cool. For an Alpha." Yuri answered and shrugged nonchalantly. He tried not to let his attraction to the Alpha show and kept his eyes from going back to him, but was unsuccessful. Instead, he changed the subject to Mila and her basically hitting on that Italian bartender. It was more interesting than Mila being fixated on his newfound attraction to the DJ at the moment. "I see you were getting along really well with that Beta bartender. Did she give you her number?"

"Yes and her, Sara's shift is about to end since her twin brother is coming here. She's a delight," Mila answered in a happy tone. It was one that entailed she was already interested in someone. Yuri figured this relationship, if it becomes that, will be a pleasant one. He was about to say something when his attention was grabbed by Otabek again when he played the first song on his playlist.

Yuri was surprised after the first few notes he liked the song. Before he knew it, he was pulled onto the dancefloor by Mila so they could dance together. Two Omegas dancing together wasn't uncommon but in a club setting, they were usually with Betas or Alphas and as mates. Personally, Yuri felt safer with another Omega, an Omega he trusts when he is in places like this.

He allowed himself to be swept away by the melody of the music, and let it consume him as he moved to the beat. He felt eyes on him as he danced with Mila and really enjoyed himself. The first song was good and it made him feel like he's on air and a little warm. How odd for music to make him feel that way. So far so good.

The first song ended and one he knew very well yet never expected it to be played in the club came on. The sudden rock intro surprised him. He was glad this particular song was on and he got near the center of the dance floor. It was his time to put on a show since he knew Otabek was watching him and he was definitely going to go all out. While he was a dedicated danseur, he liked music that allowed him to step outside that world of dance into another. He still kept some moves he learned from a life he had always known growing up as a ballet dancer. It shown as he spun, causing people to back away whenever he did it or slid along the floor and kicked the air when he stopped.

During his little improve routine, he got Mila in on it and she picked him up at the right timing, balanced his entire body weight with her hands and spun him around. Yuri had put a leg over her shoulder when she lowered him just slightly and brought him around as if he was going to straddle her. It was quite acrobatic and risky, though it was fine since Yuri was easy for Mila to lift and Yuri trusted Mila to not drop him. After she set him down, Yuri did a series of steps while moving his hips in a way that was slightly suggestive but showed a lot of personality. He hoped Otabek was watching him, hoped his eyes never leave him as he moved to the song he liked. In a way, Yuri was unconsciously seducing the DJ.

The song ended with Yuri collapsing to the ground gracefully and everyone applauded him for such an entertaining performance and he was helped to his feet by Mila who told him what an awesome job he had done and whispered to him that Otabek was staring. The Omega in him was satisfied about the possibility of Otabek being unable to look away.

Everyone resumed dancing as Yuri and Mila migrated to the bar again to get a drink to quench their thirst. Yuri watched Otabek do his thing and he could see why Otabek loved what he does. Watching him gave Yuri a fluttery feeling and another feeling he could not describe. After having one alcoholic drink, since Mila persuaded him to drink one, they went and danced some more. The songs Otabek played were great, fun, and most of all, not something that almost made the blond wish he was deaf. He had more fun than he thought he would but Yuri needed to take a small breather just as Otabek announced he will be right back. The blond felt winded and he needed to sit down and rest for a moment. How strange. He could dance for hours before getting slightly winded, but not tonight apparently. He's been feeling off since he got here and that scent kept lurking in the air… What was it?

"Yuri, you should go home. Your scent is really off and you don't look so good," Mila said in a worried tone.

"I'm fine," Yuri lied, leaning against the bar so he wouldn't collapse to the ground. Actually, he felt terrible and he ached.

"Is he all right?" A familiar voice asked, also sounding worried. Yuri saw Otabek had approached them and Mila wrapped her arms around him in a protective manner from the approaching Alpha.

"Yuri's in heat. It isn't bad now but, I need to get him home before it does," Mila explained.

"I can help, but I won't try anything, I promise." Otabek offered, then took off his jacket and placed it around Yuri's shoulders. He knew during their heat, an Omega would need someone to quench their need for sex and their desire to be impregnated.

Otabek was an Alpha and was so close… The jacket smelled just like him and Yuri couldn't help but inhale the scent embedded in it. But he wanted the real thing and soon. The wetness between his ass was beginning to come out in larger quantities and the weird scent in the air grew stronger when Otabek was near. He was an Alpha. Obviously Yuri needed to get away from him no matter how much the Omega part of him screamed not to. When the other man gently touched his clothed shoulder, his fingers ghosted along his neck, Yuri was gone. His body grew warm, warmer until he was uncomfortably hot. He was beginning to go into heat and in front of the person he just met at a club. It wasn't a good situation at all. He needed to get home before anyone else smells his rising scent of arousal.

"My scent should calm him a little but let's get him home fast."

"What about your gig?" Mila asked.

"I have someone taking my place for the rest of the night." He explained as he gently touched Yuri's shoulder. "Can you move?"

The blond barely registered the question, but he nodded and he was led out of the place with Mila's and Otabek's help. They got into Otabek's car, with Mila and Yuri in the backseat. Yuri felt significantly calmer as he had smelled Otabek's jacket, needing more of the scent belonging to the man in the driver's seat. He didn't think of anything else but him or even heard Mila giving Otabek directions to their apartment building.

It seemed like an eternity for Yuri until they had arrived at their destination and he needed to be carried up to their apartment. Mila had decided to let Otabek carry Yuri who, surprisingly didn't protest against him doing so. It was probably his heat making him so docile. Or Yuri found someone who he wanted to spend his heat with.

Mila had unlocked their apartment and directed Otabek to Yuri's room and Otabek carried him there while Mila went to get a few bottles of water. The blond Omega was set down on the bed carefully by Otabek. Just when Otabek was about to leave, Yuri grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Stay here." He commanded, though it sounded like he was begging.

"Yuri, I can't do that," Otabek told him as he gently pried Yuri's hand off of him. "It would be a bad idea for me to be in here with you."

"Otabek. Please. Please ," he pleaded. The scent between himself and Otabek grew, filling the room until he was nearly choking on it. He needed this Alpha inside him. To quell the raging fire inside him. As much as he didn't like begging, he needed to do something before he pulls his fucking hair out. He was so hard that he was sure it was noticeable along with the slick soaking his bedsheets.

"Yuri…" Otabek murmured, and Yuri could have sworn he could have heard a strained tone from him. "We don't know each other well enough and you're not in a clear state to consent. I don't want to do anything you'll regret afterwards."

Yuri frowned then used his waning strength to reach and grab Otabek by the hem of his shirt, successfully pulling the Alpha down onto the bed with him. His hands slid along the body partly covering his own and he felt Otabek shiver against him. He was telling the other man without words he was consenting and he wanted him. He wanted Otabek to know this before his mind disappears because of the heat.

"I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't want it, Otabek." Yuri had whispered into Otabek's ear, "Knot me."

Yuri saw the last thread of control Otabek had, snap and their lips met for a very rough kiss. Biting occasionally before they began tasting each other. It was as if they had years of pent up sexual tension despite meeting nearly a couple of hours ago. It was amusing.

Otabek pulled away from Yuri to take off his shirt and Yuri followed suit then reached to undo Otabek's pants. Yuri's own soaked pants were removed and more of his pheromone heavy scent was released like a bomb. The Alpha couldn't help but smell the air around them. Yuri shivered at the fact Otabek looked so content with his scent already and was still in control of himself. He felt like he will be okay with this Alpha as he laid back and opened his legs a bit to let Otabek settle between them.

"You smell absolutely divine," Otabek commented, still inhaling the blond's scent then brought his hand down to his wet entrance. His fingers lightly traced around the rim once before pushing one digit inside without any resistance. After he was sure Yuri could take a bit more, he pulled out his finger and slid a second one inside with the first one then felt Yuri open up for him more. The moan Yuri had let out was sweet music to his ears. He felt Yuri stroke his hard cock moments later and he felt part of his own resolve waver slightly.

"Yuri, I won't be able to hold back if you touch me like that."

"Then hurry and fuck me."

Yuri never thought he would say those words to anyone, especially with a guy he had just met. With Otabek, it felt so natural. Just as it felt natural to talk to him, dance for him. And now even his warm body felt so right on top of his own. His hips moved against the fingers massaging his inner walls, urging them to go deeper. The heat was already eating away a part of his mind when he felt a third finger slide inside. He moaned as he felt so full and gripped the sheets of his bed to kind of anchor himself. Otabek's mouth was on his collarbone and throat nipping and lightly sucking on it, sharp bursts of pleasure shot down his spine. It heightened the pleasure he felt, only climbing higher when Otabek found a spot a little below his left ear to suck on. With the combined feeling of that and the Alpha's long fingers massaging his prostate, Yuri was gone.

"O-Otabek, I'm gonna cum… I need you in me," he moaned, feeling as if he was going to burst at the seams. The fingers started thrusting slower and he whined. "Fuck… Otabek! Hurry. I need it in me."

Yuri felt empty when he felt those fingers leave him but nearly sobbed in relief when Otabek had slowly slid his cock into his stretched entrance. No sex toy he has could ever compare to this, being filled by someone, an Alpha, warm and twitching inside him. He felt completely full as soon as Otabek was seated inside him, the knot already forming at the base and was touching the rim of his soaked entrance. And oh, did Yuri want it. He urged Otabek to move by squeezing around him just a little. It was all the incentive the Alpha needed and he began to move.

To say he felt wonderful was an understatement. Fucking himself on a dildo paled in comparison to this. Yuri felt like he was on fire now. Each time Otabek pulled out and pushed back inside deeply was better than the last. His arms went to wrap around Otabek's shoulders, his nails dug into the man's upper shoulders in an attempt to anchor himself against the hard thrusts. He heard Otabek growl lowly in approval and he shuddered. Good god, that was hot… Yuri gasped whenever Otabek's dick brushed across his sweet spot then squeezed around him as he was then fucked deeply, making that hot fire inside spread to the point his toes curled. It was like Otabek was ingrained in every part of him from head to toe. It was slow and brutal and Yuri loved it because it hit all the spots inside he didn't know he would like the Alpha's cock make contact with.

"Beka… More… I need more," he breathed out as he received another hard thrust.

"How do you want it, Yuri?" He asked, keeping his thrusts where they were for the moment.

"Harder. Make me forget everything except you." Yuri answered him then arched his back when Otabek pulled back until just the tip was inside then slid back in harder and faster than before. A loud swear within a moan left his lips as Otabek began fucking him harder than before without any intentions of holding back.

If this was his only time hooking up with someone, Yuri will never forget this. Being fucked so thoroughly until he couldn't breathe and his vision going white at the edges as goosebumps dotted every inch of his skin…was absolutely amazing. He caught the look in Otabek's eyes and saw they were fiery, his dark brown shined despite being overtaken by blown pupils. They were beautiful and he felt warmth spread in his chest knowing they were like that because of him.

Yuri was so close and he wanted so bad to cum, the hot coil in his stomach became unbearable as he felt Otabek's knot hit his entrance. He needed it inside so he could cum. It was not a thing he has felt before when he used toys. It was even better yet worse because of the pleasure being there with moderate discomfort simultaneously. Fuck, if this wasn't sexy, he didn't know what is.

"I can feel it. Please knot me, Beka… I need it," he pleaded the Alpha as his hips met Otabek's with each thrust now.

Otabek didn't waste any time shoving his knot into Yuri's wet and stretched hole. The blond threw his head back with a euphoric shout as he came harder than he ever had. He missed when the Alpha was staring at his unmarked neck but felt him cum inside, the thick, white substance coating his slick walls. It seemed to help calm down the flames of his heat just like the knot locking them together as they came down from their high of sex into the blissful afterglow of it. They laid there so they could catch their breaths and reveled in their mingled scents of a very sated Alpha and Omega. It would be a little while before Otabek's knot could swell down to the point he could pull out of Yuri. For now, they just enjoyed each other's presence and played with each other's hair. It was a nice feeling having someone here with him. It was like bringing the calm to a raging storm. He liked that about Otabek as the haze over his mind began to clear and when they scented each other.

It was nearly fifteen minutes later when Otabek's knot had gone down and he slid out of Yuri. He helped him lay on his side, facing him upon request which surprised both men.

"Try to get some sleep, Yura. It will be a few hours before your heat starts up again," he urged the Omega who just hummed softly then rested his head against his chest.

'I hope he stays until my heat is up. Or after that…' he thought to himself as he began to fall asleep.

• • •

The blond Omega figured that one time he went into heat that night at the club had been an accident waiting to happen. He knew he had taken his suppressants too often which was dangerous in itself to his own health. Though, he can't say he regretted it too much considering that was the best sex he ever had despite it being his first time. And Otabek was such a good Alpha to him that Yuri felt guilty for not calling the man back when he found his number on his nightstand the day his heat ended. It stung not having Otabek there with him when he woke up that morning, but he decided it was for the best.

His heart still ached after a week since then. Milla had a hard time calming a grumpy Yuri for that entire week he was dealing with feelings of uncertainty, confusion, and something else he could not identify. It was a very trying time for him.

Another day at the ballet company where he threw entirely himself into practicing, Yuri had showered last and made sure he was decent. He wasn't hiding himself as much as he did before, but he had a subtle scent radiating from himself. He doesn't find shame in being an Omega and he doesn't let anyone see him as weak either. His fists did the talking whenever his fellow dance mates who are either Alpha or Beta, challenged him. Thankfully they did lay off of him. It was needed as he wanted to go home and relax after working so hard today.

The chill in the air hit his cheeks and he knew winter was coming to an end. A reminder that time was passing him by as he felt like something was missing. It kept tugging at his heartstrings when he traced that back to the one man who caught his attention at the club, the need to see him again grew. He figured it was time he should stop sitting around, twiddling his thumbs and call Otabek first.

Just as he reached into his pocket for his phone, it rang. He hurriedly pulled it out of his pocket and stared at the number he had input in the phone a week ago. He felt his heart thumping hard in his chest, echoing in his ears as he swiped the green icon to the right to answer.

"Otabek?" Yuri answered as he attempted to keep his voice even, the array of feelings he had were not something he ever experienced with another person in his entire life. Not simultaneously. He was happy, nervous, surprised, and a little scared. He never thought he would be able to talk to the Alpha again after his heat. Actually, it was more like he was scared to call Otabek. He did send the other man into his rut after all which was something he didn't want to do. His second gender was why he can never love himself fully so he hid himself well for a while. Nature had a funny way of fucking with him.

"Yura? How are you?" Otabek asked as Yuri had to keep the slight simmer of desire at bay. How Otabek used his nickname and spoke to him had an interesting effect on his body. He hated it yet he loved it.

"I'm good. I had my suppressants changed so I shouldn't go into heat randomly again."

It wasn't random. His heat was brought on earlier than expected because he was ashamed of being an Omega and how every Alpha on this godforsaken planet can't control themselves around him or other Omegas. Yuri knew he shouldn't have overdone it with the suppressants and how it could cause health complications yet he continued anyway. He was lucky he didn't have any lasting effects from his extreme abuse of the drugs he should have taken in moderation. All that will happen with his heats was that they will be irregular for a while until he gets used to his new dosage of suppressants. Though, he wasn't going to tell Otabek this. It could have been worse, with him ending up being sterile. Thankfully it wasn't like that and he could still have children if he wanted. Yuri couldn't deny he was relieved he will still be able to conceive children.

"I'm glad," He heard Otabek sigh in relief as if a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. "I should admit that was pretty worried when you suddenly went into heat like that."

"Why? It wasn't like it was your fault I went into heat..."

"It was my fault because I had sent you into heat, Yura."

"Beka," Yuri began, the sudden usage of Otabek's nickname oddly feeling natural for him to say. "You didn't send me into heat early. It was just mother nature being a bitch and unfortunately we were her next targets. Don't feel guilty or I will think you regret being with me."

"I would never think that, Yura." Otabek assured him. "Do you regret it?"

"No."

"I don't regret it either."

The relief Yuri felt was profound and he couldn't help but let out a relieved sigh. He didn't want his heat with someone he obviously had an instant connection with to be something regrettable. It was bad enough he had presented as an Omega. The only thing that made it tolerable was that Otabek wasn't treating him like one. Even if he was kind of caring to him during his heat. It was nice.

"You sound relieved." Otabek noted.

"Do I? I guess it was bothering me as much as I thought. You did kind of leave before I woke up," Yuri admitted. Why in the world was he letting Otabek know how he felt? They were acquaintances at best. They should have gone their separate ways as soon as Yuri's heat had ended. Now, they were having a conversation like normal people. Who does that after spending a week holed up in his apartment with the DJ Alpha he had met one night his roommate dragged him out for a night of fun.

"Had to go to class then work. Would you believe me when I say it was hard to leave your side?"

Yuri felt like his heart had wanted to burst out of his chest at the sudden declaration. His cheeks turned a light shade of red and he stopped walking to lean against a building, pulling his hood over his head to hide his face from whoever passed him by. He could hear nothing else but his heartbeat and Otabek's voice in his ear. What Otabek said should freak him out, but it didn't. Instead it made him feel…happy. Was it because of his Omega side loving the comforting feeling an Alpha like Otabek was giving him? He wasn't sure. Though Yuri would be lying if he said he didn't like it.

"I believe you." Yuri murmured.

"Good… I hope we can spend your next heat together if you are up for it. Or we could meet up somewhere now and grab a bite to eat."

"Are you asking if I want to go on a date with you?" Yuri asked and attempted to calm his racing heart.

"I am. So will you? The coffee shop I work at would be perfect and because I get the employee discount."

"S-Sure. Is it the one on the corner of 24th street?"

"Yeah."

"I'm not far from it so I will meet you there."

"See you then, Yura."

"See you."

The call ended there and Yuri felt like he could soar at any moment if gravity wasn't holding him down. Otabek called him and wanted to see him again. He actually wanted to see him again and for a date no less. His heat may have came due to his using suppressants often and made Otabek go into his rut, but it brought Otabek into his life. It was odd how things were working out for him in the end despite the inconveniences of his second gender. Yuri smiled to himself as he made his way to the coffee shop for his first date with Otabek, excitement making him almost run there. Things were looking up.