"This is my heat room. Most omegas have one in their home, so you might want to talk to Hank about that. I use this one because…well, I don't live in the safest neighbourhood, and if I'm here, I have both protection and as many heat partners as I want. I come to this room a day before I'm due to start, then I'm here until my heat eases off. Tina is like my security guard. She can open the door to let alphas in, and she keeps watch to make sure there's no tampering. She also makes sure I have enough food and water stocked in here. Honestly, I have a pretty open door policy. Any alpha who's in the mood for a little heat sex can come in and help me out. Since you're going to be with me, we'll shorten the list, if that makes you more comfortable," Reed explained sensitively as he led Connor into the small room. The old bed had been stripped out to leave just a made up mattress on the floor, and Reed had already asked Tina to bring in a second one for Connor. There was a toilet and sink in a tiny room in the corner. Thin walls had been put in around it to make it a little more private. There were barred windows letting in a little light, left over from when it had been a prison cell. Connor seemed timid and a little overwhelmed as he looked around the sparse room. It was quite cold and impersonal. He couldn't say his omega approved, but it would have to do.
"Yes, I…think that would be appropriate," Connor supplied weakly, clearly at a loss. Reed could smell the nerves rolling off him. He could also sense his omega's restlessness. He wasn't surprised. He'd only had his first orgasm the day before. Probably should have told him to get over the whole first time thing before this…Reed thought guiltily as he watched Connor slowly walking around the hard cement floor. The room was cold and impersonal, not like the warm, cosy nests most omegas would build for themselves. Reed had never done nesting, despite his omega pawing at him in discontent. Connor's hazel eyes were wide and curious, taking in everything with a clear sense of apprehension. The room wasn't exactly built for comfort. It had been designed as a simple holding cell. Although Reed had never really been the nesting type, he had the feeling that Connor would be a very different type of omega. He could totally see Connor curled up in a nest of comforting blankets with toys or other homely items within reach.
"Alright, is there anyone you'd want to…that you'd feel comfortable with…you know…" Reed asked hesitantly, watching Connor bite his bottom lip thoughtfully. He'd barely been activated a year ago and had been deviant for less than half of that. Reed didn't even know if Connor knew anyone on a social level besides Hank, Nines, and the other revolutionaries. It was clearly taking him some time to think of any possibilities.
"Well…Nines could…" Connor murmured timidly, Reed's chest squeezing uncomfortably at the suggestion. He wasn't sure what bothered him more. The thought that Connor might want to be fucked by Nines, or the fact that he'd have to watch. He wasn't sure what would happen if he and Nines were in the same room during his heat. He'd tried his best not to think about it. He cursed silently as his omega's ears twitched with interest, large yellow eyes gazing up at him as its tail swished. Not a phcking chance!
"Whoa! Hold up! Alphas you want to fuck, Connor. Do you want to fuck your brother?" he asked incredulously, unsure he wanted to know the answer or see the images that came with it. Connor and Nines were both attractive, of course, but eerily similar. He felt almost relieved as he watched Connor wince at the prospect. Scratch that. He was relieved that Connor didn't want to sleep with Nines. For one thing, that would be creepy as hell to watch since they were almost identical. For another, Reed just couldn't imagine Nines with anyone else. Anyone at all, I mean, he corrected inwardly, pushing his own omega's fantasies aside. There was no way he could allow himself to be anywhere near Nines during his heat. His omega would gain full control at some point during that time, and it had been pawing him about Nines since the fucker had walked in.
"I don't really know any alphas I'd feel comfortable with…doing that…" Connor replied quietly, his sweet scent strengthening in distress at the thought. Shit, kid. You really didn't think this whole omega thing through, did you? Reed thought with a deep sigh as he rubbed a hand over his face. He looked Connor up and down thoughtfully. He knew pretty much every alpha in the building would be down to nail him, but Connor's personality wasn't compatible with most of them. Hank's too much like a father. Nines is his brother. Fowler's married, and Tina is…Tina.
"How about Allen? Would you be alright with him?" Reed asked finally, knowing the SWAT captain was a very attentive alpha from his own experiences. Allen made it his personal mission to coax, soothe, and pamper whatever omega he was with, even Reed. He wasn't a regular heat partner, but he'd helped Reed more than once over the years. Connor looked like he wanted the floor to open up and swallow him at that particular moment. "I'm probably going to have Jenkins and Reynolds on the list, too. They're pretty much my regulars," Reed added, watching Connor nod his understanding, but not necessarily his approval.
"Could…could I have someone come to check on me? Just in case…" Connor asked hesitantly, lacing his fingers together in discomfort. A new habit. Connor had never been so uncertain before his secondary gender was installed. Connor was like a fish out of water. He had no idea how heats worked, and it finally seemed to dawn on him he was in way over his head. Reed rested a hand on his shoulder sympathetically, knowing well how daunting and terrifying your first heat could be. He'd been alone for his first heat, and even though he'd been fully prepared, he still remembered the dread that had gripped his chest. His lips quirked as his own omega twitched its ears indignantly. He nudged the furry behemoth. You're different. His omega was part of his own psyche. They were basically the same entity.
"Sure, you can add family contacts to the list so Tina can grab them if you're upset. Don't worry. I'll be right here. Tina will be around. Nines and Hank will be in the bullpen. It'll be fine," Reed assured gently, noting the way Connor's scent calmed somewhat at his words. Reed sent out a soothing wave of cinnamon, watching the way Connor's lids lowered as he breathed deeply. He was jittery and on edge, infusing the room with a thick cloud of honeysuckle. It wasn't entirely surprising. Not only was this his first heat, but he was a virgin, too. This is going to be rough…
Reed's heat was due to start the next day, so once Tina brought in a second mattress and the work day ended, Reed led Connor down to the small room. Hank had left Connor at their desks, patting his shoulder and telling him it would all be fine before letting him go. Tina stood outside, the door already open for them. Connor had only spoken to Tina in passing, but he knew she was a very close friend of Reed's. She was fiercely loyal and protective, despite his short tempered nature, so he knew she wouldn't let anything happen to them. Being a friend of Reed's, Connor had expected her to be fairly cool and intimidating, but she was actually quite the opposite. Her lips quirked in greeting as she saw them coming, her burnt sherry scent wafting out to greet them. Connor was surprised to find her and her sleek alpha largely uninterested in their omega pheromones.
"Have fun, boys!" Tina teased as she let Reed take the open door. Reed let out a mockingly fake laugh as he stepped inside, stopping dead as he scented Nines heading towards them. He almost shuddered at the scent of metal and gunpowder that coiled through the corridor. It took everything he had not to respond to it, to tempt the alpha closer. His omega was pawing at him to do so, desperate to reach out and coil itself around Nines' alpha. Connor paused anxiously, looking at Nines for reassurance. Nines' silvery eyes were still slightly hardened with disapproval. He knew what happened during Reed's heats. The stream of alphas that came and went. Using his body. Basking in his scent. Sinking into his slick warmth. To say he was displeased with Connor's heat arrangements was an understatement. He'd had to remind himself at least fifty times that it was probably safer for Reed to guide Connor through his first heat. From his research, he'd found it was considered unpleasant, even dangerous, for an omega to weather their heats alone. Better that Connor was taken care of by Reed and one of his alpha colleagues than risk Connor's processors overheating and sending him into a temporary shutdown.
"If you need me, then message me. I'll be here in seconds," Nines assured firmly in a rare show of concern. His words were directed at Connor, their hands clasping briefly as they interfaced. Reed watched their skin peel back and their eyes go blank as their minds touched, LEDs flickering yellow with the data exchange. Nines' eyes widened slightly, his gaze shifting to Reed for an instant before he looked away in an almost embarrassed manner. Reed didn't know what Connor had shown him, but whatever it was had momentarily made the alpha's eyes blaze with heat and silver. His alpha had growled low in his throat, gunpowder snaking around Reed's throat in a soft caress. "I'll see you in a few days," Nines added stiffly before returning to the bullpen, taking his scent with him.
Reed swallowed his omega's needy whine as he led the way inside and pushed the door shut. It locked with a loud automated click, leaving them alone in the silent room. There was a slight echo since the walls and floors were smooth cement, but the door and window were soundproof. Reed sighed as he tugged off his top and tossed it in the corner, adding his jeans, socks, and shoes to the pile. Connor was hesitant as he remained standing by the closed door in his neat uniform, watching Reed flop down on the mattress to the left in just his tight boxers. He wasn't feeling the heat yet, but his omega was grateful for the freedom all the same.
"You may as well strip off. You'll get hot otherwise…I pretty much spend my heats naked," he added, watching as Connor timidly began tugging off his layers. It made no sense to be modest, not when he'd showered with Reed just yesterday. He crossed his legs, sitting in only his tight navy boxers, his back perfectly straight. He almost looked like he was meditating. "I've probably got a good few hours before my heat starts…Why don't you go ahead and turn on your program now? It'll let me keep an eye on you to start with…" Reed suggested sensibly, enjoying the way his omega was stretching and purring in anticipation. Make sure you're doing alright before I lose my mind…Connor looked uncertain, hazel eyes darting warily from Reed to the floor and back again.
"I-I'm a little…uncertain…" Connor admitted quietly, closing his eyes as his own omega tried to soothe his nerves. The fluffy brown creature was buzzing with anticipation, looking forward to its first time in control. Reed figured that, for Connor, his uncertainty was pretty close to being afraid. Not surprising considering…The first time was always daunting. Connor's honeysuckle scent was laced with anxiety and more than a little stress, though Reed could sense an underlying excitement. That was likely his omega.
"And that's okay. Try not to worry though. I'm here. Nines is here. You're safe, and if it's really too much, then you can turn the program off," Reed soothed almost sweetly, watching Connor nod before his LED flickered yellow. The response was almost immediate. Connor took in a sudden deep breath, his eyes pinching shut as his body shivered. It wasn't that the reaction was strong, but he'd never felt it before. Heat prickled across his bare skin like a wave. He closed his eyes, trying to figure out this strange new feeling. It was nice. He felt relaxed. He tilted his head back with a hum. He could feel his omega curling around him in encouragement and reassurance.
Reed watched Connor over the next couple of hours. He wasn't too bad yet, but he could smell the heat rising. Connor's scent was dancing through the room invitingly, a quiet call to any close by alphas that an omega was ready for mating. Connor kept his eyes closed for a while, almost seeming to meditate, occasionally licking or biting his lips and shifting on the bed. Reed could smell when it truly started. Androids didn't exactly have slick, but the substitute was just as strong. It increased Connor's honeysuckle scent, and his urgency rose with it. He was getting distressed, his omega pining and writhing within his chest.
"G-Gavin…" Connor murmured, almost fearful as he opened his needy hazel eyes. His skin was a little pinker now than it had been before, and he was shifting uncomfortably in his underwear. The thin layer of material was chafing his skin, making it prickle unpleasantly. His omega wanted them off. It wanted the path to his slick entrance clear for any potential mates. Reed was feeling a little hot himself, though his own heat hadn't kicked in yet. He was feeling aroused because he could smell Connor's pure need. Connor let out a rare whimper as he stroked his own chest, avoiding his more sensitive areas.
"It's alright. Take your boxers off," Reed soothed assuringly, moving forward to help him do so. Connor whined and shivered as Reed's gentle fingers brushed his skin. It wasn't the touch his body was craving, but it was enough to stimulate him a little. Reed hushed him as he tossed the damp underwear aside, removing his own boxers to save himself the trouble later. Connor was beginning to look miserable as he sat on his knees, gripping the bedding tightly. His omega was demanding things he didn't understand yet. He didn't know how to placate his more animalistic side. "Go ahead and touched yourself. It'll help a little." Connor almost cringing in humiliation at the suggestion. He wasn't even sure he could bring himself to do it, to pleasure himself with Reed watching.
"Alright boys, collars on. Now!" Tina ordered as she opened the old lunch tray slot on the door and tossed in two thick black leather collars. Reed nodded his agreement as he took one of the thick leather straps and looped it around his pale throat. He ignored his omega as it hissed and writhed in objection. It was always like this. It was one of the things they'd never reconcile over. His omega longed to be bonded. To be owned. To be mated. Reed wanted no such thing. The collar was for his own protection. Connor watched without really understanding as Reed locked the leather in place. It was a thumbprint lock that only Tina could unclasp. Reed reached across to Connor, who preened at the attention as the collar slid into place. He flinched as his own omega hissed in discomfort. It didn't want his throat covered. Connor wasn't sure why, but his omega was insistent that it was a bad idea.
"W-why?" Connor asked, still quite lucid despite his slowly rising need.
"So that we can't be mated…You know about bonding points, right? If an alpha bites you here, it'll bond you for life," Reed explained as he traced the side of Connor's covered neck. Connor shivered at the prospect as he leaned into Reed's touch, his omega already influencing his reactions. That was exactly why only Tina could unlock the collars. It would be very easy for an alpha to sweet talk them or their omega into mating during the throes of heat. Both parties would regret it afterwards if that were the case. Being mated meant being tied to someone else for the rest of your life. Forever being devoted to them, and only them. It was a scary thought from an omega's point of view.
"I-I want…" Connor moaned lightly, leaning into Reed's hand as he cupped his damp cheek. He was running hot. I hope his circuits can take this…They tested it, right? They definitely tested this heat program before rolling it out…They must have! There wasn't much he could do at this point if they hadn't.
"I know, but it's just the heat talking…You don't want to be stuck with one of these guys forever, not really. The collar will keep you safe," Reed insisted, slipping his thumb into Connor's warm mouth as he opened it needily. His length was swollen now, and he was clearly uncomfortable as he whined on his knees. Connor was rubbing his own chest and thighs restlessly, still uncertain about touching himself with an audience. Reed shifted back to his own mattress and crossed his legs, unable to help himself as he stroked and teased his own length. He wasn't fully erect yet, but watching Connor was slowly getting him there. Connor was quite alluring like this, his hand hesitantly petting his own erection as he stroked his nipples. It didn't help that he looked so much like Nines. Phck!
"G-Gavin, I don't like…Please…" Connor whined helplessly, distressed honeysuckle sweeping across the room to batter Reed's senses. The heat was really pressing in on him now, forcing him to take in air to cool his internal systems. Connor's vulnerability was encouraging a softer side that Reed rarely allowed to show. A side he wouldn't show outside his heat cycle. Comforting waves of cinnamon caressed Connor's senses soothingly. His omega was following its more parental instincts, butting and nuzzling its encouragement for Reed to take care of Connor.
"Hey-hey-hey, it's alright. Come here, it's alright," Reed calmed as he opened his arms, waiting for Connor to crawl across. His muscles twitched and shifted as he crawled over, unashamed of his own nakedness at this point. Connor wasted no time in climbing into Gavin's lap, hooking his legs around his slim waist as he did so. Their solid shafts pressed together, making Reed shiver as Connor whined and rocked his hips, desperate for relief. Reed hushed Connor as he pulled him closer, whispering sweetly as tears pricked Connor's eyes.
"Too much…too-hot…" Connor whined, fear seeping into his scent as he writhed in Reed's lap. Reed held him tighter, stroking circles on his perfectly soft spine. Connor wasn't as soft and giving as a biological omega would be. His body was actually far more suited to being a beta or alpha. He was way more muscled than most omegas. Omegas like Reed were rare. Reed nuzzled Connor in comfort, pressing gentle kisses to his shoulder. "Scared," Connor admitted in a small voice, accepting the comfort of Reed's cinnamon and coffee scent, breathing deeply against his throat where it was strongest. He purred into the hand that laced in his hair, gripping and stroking his scalp. He gasped as Reed's hand wrapped around his length and pumped lazily, making his eyes flutter and his head tip back. As Reed looked up, he could see a more golden hue creeping into Connor's hazel eyes. His omega was starting to take hold.
"That's it…lean into it," Reed purred in encouragement, trailing more kisses down his throat until Connor leaned in and sealed their lips. It felt strange, kissing another omega. It was something that was generally frowned upon. Alphas didn't want their omegas interested in anything but their own cocks. If they couldn't satisfy their omega, to the extent that they sought comfort from one of their own kind, it was a mark of shame. It felt especially odd because Connor looked so much like Nines. With his eyes closed, Reed could almost trick himself into believing he was Nines, but he knew that Nines would never be so hesitant. Nines was pure fire. He'd dominate Reed entirely, demanding his submission. He'd grip his submission point with an iron grip and force his body to the mattress. He'd force his length through Reed's slick entrance like a battering ram, thrusting relentlessly as he took his pleasure. Reed moaned at his own thoughts, pulling Connor closer and tugging his hair almost roughly. Connor drew back with a whine and dropped his head on Reed's shoulder miserably.
"Hey…Everything okay?" Allen's gentle tone asked as he closed the door behind him, scenting Connor's distress as clear as day. It was impossible to miss the heavy cloud of honeysuckle hanging over the room. Reed had arranged for Allen, with his more soothing nature, to arrive before any other alphas. Allen's greenish eyes were laced with soft concern as he watched the two omegas tangle on the mattress. His alpha was growling low in its throat already. It wasn't an omega's place to pleasure another omega. Reed pulled his hand away from Connor's painfully hardened length and stroked his spine softly. Connor huddled closer to him, clearly wary of the unknown scent in the room. His honeysuckle scent was afraid and uncertain, clinging to Reed for affection.
"First heat," Reed said gently in explanation as he nodded to Connor's curled up form quivering in his lap. It had been a while since Reed had seen Allen around the precinct. He'd been so busy on missions with SWAT lately that Connor's transformation had completely passed him by. He hadn't even realised it was Connor at first. Connor hadn't had a scent before the secondary gender program was installed. Cyberlife had certainly done excellent work. He could sense Connor's omega as clearly as Reed's, and it didn't feel synthetic at all. His alpha was more than a little interested. It was letting out a series of small growling purrs, gently enticing and reassuring Connor's inexperienced omega.
"Is that honeysuckle? God, that's so omega!" Allen almost purred out as he knelt down beside the pair on the made up mattress, Reed's lips quirking in agreement.
"So phcking omega!" he agreed in amusement, giving Connor's jaw a light nip that made him squirm in his lap. Allen chuckled softly as he ran a hand through his honey coloured locks, wasting no time in stripping off his dark SWAT T-shirt and sweats. He was in perfect control as he did so. His alpha knew its place, even during an omega's heat. Until Allen gave up control and entered a rut, he'd decide what happened and when. "You hear that? Such a pretty scent," Reed praised softly, watching Connor's rapidly yellowing eyes open lazily at the praise. Once Allen was ready, he slid a little closer, tentatively running a hand through Connor's soft hair. Connor leaned back into the touch, looking at Allen lazily, barely a glint of recognition there. His omega was largely in control as it eagerly scented Allen, greedily sniffing his wet cement scent.
"Hey there, pretty one…Look at those pretty brown eyes," Allen murmured attentively, pressing harder against Connor's scalp as he noticed his shiver of need. He released more of his fresh cement scent into the air, gently tempting Connor's omega. He didn't want to rush things. Omegas had to be handled with care, especially during a heat when they were most vulnerable. "You want to be good for me? So pretty…" Allen murmured gently, taking Connor's weight as he leaned back and slowly held his arms out in acceptance. Reed helped to heft Connor off his lap, and Allen carried him back to the other mattress as if he weighed nothing. SWAT training certainly paid off. Reed's own heat was starting now. He bit his lower lip as he watched Allen's muscled form settling Connor in his own lap, much the same as Reed had before.
"It's his first time…Be gentle, alright?" Reed murmured, watching Allen nod his agreement as he continued to praise and coo the naked omega squirming in his lap. Connor's omega was simply preening at the attention. His scent was filled with contentment and need as he writhed on Allen's muscled thighs. Allen continued to reassure him. Telling him how good and pretty he was as he teased his length and lavished nips and kisses across any bare skin he could reach. Reed continued to bite his lip as he watched, stroking his own length in time with Allen's hand. Allen looked over with a smirk as he reached behind Connor and teased his wet entrance, kissing his pale neck assuringly as he whined and trembled.
"So good for me, so ready, so good…" Allen cooed, holding Connor closer as he fingered his slick ring. Connor squirmed in his grasp, whimpering and whining as he rocked. He'd never been touched like this before. He was nervous. New sensations were plaguing his processors, but it didn't take long for him to rock into Allen's touch. Reed got to his knees, reaching back to touch himself as he continued to watch. His own omega was crying out for an alpha as slick seeped from his entrance. Allen kept one eye on him, but devoted the majority of his attention to Connor. He scented him, looking out for any sign of discomfort or distress. So far, it was working. Connor was relaxed and at ease in his experienced arms, trusting Allen and his alpha to take care of him in his time of need. "You ready for me, pretty one?" Allen cooed softly, easing him higher in his arms at his timid nod.
"Oh phck…" Reed moaned wantonly as he watched Allen slowly sink his throbbing length into Connor's slick entrance. Connor's pleasure hit like a tidal wave. He moaned loudly, nails digging into Allen's spine needily to pull him closer as he was filled for the first time. Allen winced. Connor was much stronger than a regular omega and actually left a few cuts in his skin. The stinging pain spurred him on. He claimed Connor's lips roughly as he bounced him in his lap, swallowing his constant stream of whines and moans. Connor threw his head back with a loud mewl as he was knotted for the first time. He almost seemed to pass out as he fell against Allen's shoulder in a dazed haze, his LED spinning red. Allen's alpha had slowly started to merge with his psyche. It wasn't in control, but Reed could see the hint of silver pricking Allen's usual warm green flecked gaze.
Allen remained seated as he was, holding and soothing Connor's exhausted form, telling him how good and pretty he was as he watched his LED slowly return to blue. Reed bit his lip as he watched, unable to get himself off with the sight alone. He groaned his frustration, knowing he'd need to wait for one of the other alphas on his list to appear. Allen gave him an apologetic look as he pressed kisses against Connor's quivering shoulder. With his knot in place, he was tied to Connor for at least twenty minutes. Reed gave him a huff and smiled back. He could wait.