It took awhile... but chapter 2 is finally here

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3rd Person P.O.V.

"Shit," Peter mumbled. His pants and sheets were wet, covered in slick. He felt hot, nearly feverish. Getting up with a groan, he went to the bathroom, changing and sticking a pad to his underwear to collect the slick. The omega stared at himself in the mirror, splashing cold water in his face to soothe the heat under his skin.

Peter sighed, walking to the front door to double check the lock. He closed the blinds, pacing nervously. This would be his first heat in his new apartment, which made him a little more on edge. Especially since he lived across the hall from an alpha, and an unmated one at that.

The blond living across the hall had never done anything too suspicious, at least not around Peter. Still, the brunette wasn't sure if he felt entirely safe so close to him. Heat was a very vulnerable time for omegas, and Peter was completely on his own. It was certainly a little nerve-racking, feeling so alone and unsafe.

He triple checked the lock on the door anxiously, heading to the fridge in search of a little snack. He let out a scared whimper at the sight- a practically empty fridge. There was no way he could survive the week on what he had left, but he couldn't very well go out to buy more food, not when he was in heat. Delivery would be safer, but what if an alpha delivered it? An alpha that was feeling rather... Peter shuddered. Maybe if he hadn't seen that news story yesterday he would've felt safer, but now that wasn't a chance worth taking.

The brunette frowned, heading back to his bedroom and locking the door. He pulled out his drawer of sex toys (every omega had an extensive collection, especially the unmated ones) and tossed a few on the bed. He didn't bother putting down a towel, since there was already slick dried into the sheets from earlier.

Peter picked up one of the toys, a yellow vibrator. It was medium in length and skinny, an easy thing to start with, especially when his hormones weren't quite in full swing yet. That would probably happen later today or maybe tomorrow, depending on what his body decided.

Peter stretched, undressing and turning on the vibrator. It was certainly one way to spend his heat...

Harley's nose twitched. He was trying to focus on some work, the smell of an omega in heat distracting the blond. He knew exactly who it was, too. His new neighbor, the small brunette boy who had moved in a few months ago. Harley wasn't sure of his name, or anything about him, really. They hadn't spoken, the smaller boy being rather skittish around Harley.

Shaking his head, Harley tried to get back to work. He found it nearly impossible, sighing and closing his folder. The scent was incredibly strong, sweet and tempting. Harley had to admit he smelled like heaven, that boy from across the hall. But it would probably be best to leave the poor boy alone, after all, he didn't seem too fond of Harley.

But that scent... it was impossible to ignore. He groaned, frustrated, hitting his head on the table. He had to do something...

Peter let out a sigh, taking what must've been his forth trip to the bathroom that morning. The pads only absorbed so much slick, unfortunately, and he was producing a lot today. He changed the pad, tossing the soiled one, and stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He looked ok, the only visual sign of his heat was the light flush to his cheeks, which could be attributed to a fever just as easily, if it wasn't for his scent.

Peter washed his hands and splashed cold water on his face before leaving the bathroom, heading to the kitchen to once again feel uneasy at the amount of food he had. There was no way he could last a week on this...

Peter's ears perked up at the sound of the doorbell, cautiously poking his head up to look through the peephole. His eyes widened at the sight of his alpha neighbor, quickly ducking down and trying to think. Why was he here? He must've smelled the strong scent radiating off the brunette, which meant Peter couldn't just pretend he wasn't home...

"Hello?" the blond called, speaking with a soft southern accent. "I'm your neighbor, from across the hall, and I, well, I couldn't help but notice you're in heat..."

"Yeah and?" Peter retorted, responding through the door.

"Oh, well, I... I wanted to check on you. I figured you were alone, and I know that can be tough, so..."

"And why should I believe that?" Peter peeked through the peephole again, seeing the blond's expression. He was taken aback, but he did seem genuine.

"Look, I know you don't know me, but I'm offering to help. Whatever you want, I can help." The smaller boy opened the door cautiously, looking up at the alpha curiously.

"Anything?" The blond nodded, offering a toothy smile.

"Anything. No pressure," he shrugged. Peter nodded, weighing his options.

"I'm Peter."

"I'm Harley."

"Alright, Harley... you can come in." Peter opened the door wider, backing up to let Harley in. The southern boy was taller than him, which was kind of intimidating to the anxious omega.

"Thanks. So... what do you want me to do?" Peter tilted his head, feeling less on edge. Harley may have been an alpha, but he definitely seemed calm and in control, even though Peter was in heat.

"I don't know... maybe just some cuddles?" He requested. Harley grinned, nodding.

"Yeah, sure, if you want." The smaller boy led him to his bedroom, turning red from seeing his yellow vibrator still sitting on the bed. Peter quickly grabbed it, putting the toy into the bathroom.

"Sorry..."

"Don't apologize." Harley raised an eyebrow, smirking. "You're cute when you're flustered, darlin'." He grabbed Peter's chin gently, tilting it up to face him. Their faces were barely two inches apart, each feeling the other's hot breath on their face. The brunette pulled away nervously, stepping back from Harley.

"Um... so..."

Sorry again that it took so long... but maybe go check out my parley oneshots if you haven't already?