"How do I make it stop?" Ben cried, sweat soaking his old camp t-shirt and basketball shorts, "It hurts!" Tears streamed down his cheeks and his limbs practically shook with the stress his body was going through.
From the doorway, Han set down the tray of food—the typical rut foot of Gatorade and high protein snacks. Normally, the sight of cheese, meat, and crackers would have had Ben barreling towards the door.
But not today. The last thing he cared about was food.
"I ASKED HOW TO MAKE IT STOP!" Ben roared, before leaning over the side of his bed and literally pushing his old wooden nightstand over. His lamp, a couple of books, and a box of tissues went flying along with the piece of furniture. When it hit the ground, the drawer popped out as well, sending a bottle of lotion and his old doodling notebook flying.
Han remained by the door, knowing that pushing his own scent anywhere near his son would be a mistake. Not in his current state. "When you're older, an Omega will help," Han explained curtly, his face tired, one of his eyes reddened from Ben's earlier fit, "But until then, it's just you kid."
He took one slow step forward and tossed a paper bag towards Ben, trying not too think too hard about the toy that laid inside. "Use that," He continued, his voice thoughtful, "It's the best alternative until you can find an Omega of your own."
Not willing to smell his son's rut or deal with his emotions anymore, Han slipped out, shutting the door in the process. With shaking hands, Ben grabbed the bag and tore into it, his eyes locked on the plastic packaging. One of the items was a bottle, labeled Artificial Slick.
The other, approximately the size of the massive flashlight Han always used during car repairs, was wrapped in a garish pink packaging. A beautiful, scantily clad woman graced the front, practically reaching out towards the item wrapped inside.
Kira's Fleshlight – The only Fleshlight on the market that mimics the feeling of an Omega and accepts a knot!
Ben ripped into the packaging, his hands shaking. With careful movements, he unscrewed the add-on piece and filled the device with some of the artificial slick. Only when the toy was dripping with the liquid did he shove his shorts down and push his aching cock into the device.
For the first time that day, he felt some relief.
As he fucked into it, his body in a daze, his mind wandered to what an Omega would feel like.
What one would look like, accepting his knot, his body in the throes of a rut.
It was all it took. With a cry, his knot expanded, locking into the toy. When his first spurt of cum coated the inside of the silicone, all he could think about was doing this with an Omega.
It was just a faraway dream to fourteen-year-old Ben.
-x-
His senses were on high alert, every hair on his skin standing tall. The symptoms were innocuous enough—a pounding headache, a sore throat, achy limbs—it could have been the flu. It could have been dehydration, exhaustion from being overworked, pushing himself too hard on his run the day before.
Ben blindly allowed himself to believe those delusions until she stood in front of him, smelling of heat and slick and omega.
He inhaled the tantalizing scent like a madman, the essence of her heat clinging to the inside of his throat and nose like the promise of enlightenment. As her scent wrapped around him, dancing across his aching glands and hardening cock, there was no question what was going on.
Rey was undeniably going into heat.
And Ben? Well, Ben was going into rut.
"Alpha," she choked out again, standing in their living room, clad in a sweat-soaked t-shirt and a pair of cotton panties, "Alpha, please!"
He took a step forward, only halting his movements as the last functioning part of his brain screamed at him to remember what was going on. They were best friends. They were roommates.
This was Rey, not some unnamed Omega that he would never see again.
Did she even want this? Did he want this?
He stared at her wide eyes, the hazel sparkling in the fluorescent lights of their living room. His eyes jumped from the hot pink of her mating gland, to the slick dripping down her tan thighs. From his side, his fists shook.
"Rey," He choked out, desperately trying to only breathe through his mouth, "You're in heat, ok?"
His best friend charged forward, pressing her hands into Ben's bare chest. His body shivered from her touch, screaming to get more skin on skin. "I know!" She practically cried out, "Now help me! Please!"
He gulped and took a step back, but the omega followed, her eyes hungry. "You don't want that," He choked out, her scent slowly sucking away the last bit of sanity he had left, "It's just the heat talking!"
But Rey wasn't deterred. Although he breathed a sign of relief when she pulled her hands away, instead of retreating to the safety of her room, she instead pulled away the remaining clothes from her body—and while the t-shirt dropped to their once pristine wood floor, the slick-soaked panties ended up in Rey's shaking hands.
"For you, Alpha," She choked out, pressing the drenched material against his exposed mating gland, "Just for you," She cooed.
There was nothing he could do—no, nothing he wanted to do—as Rey ran the soaked cotton panties along his gland, humming happily as he began to shake. Their once separated scents, both reeking of desire and excitement, began to meld together, creating something more potent, more inevitable.
He clutched onto her wrist, stopping her movements. He forced her to look at him, once again meeting her big, hazel eyes. "Rey…" He practically moaned out, "If we—"
"Ben!" She called again, before dropping her free hand to between her legs, "Need you, ok? Please?" Her tone had a hint of sadness to it, one that nearly broke his heart. He briefly wondered if he had upset her.
That was, until, her free hand returned from between her legs, offering up sticky fingers to his mouth with a knowing smile. When he tried to speak, she simply shoved the digits in.
It was then, that the snap occurred—that whatever bit of sanity he had left disappeared into nothingness.
Because the taste of her slick sent him into overdrive.
OMEGA. MUST KNOT. GIVE PUPS. TAKE TO SAFETY. FIND NEST NOW.
He took a moment to eagerly suck each of her fingers clean, his tongue wigging between each crease and crevice of her hand. He couldn't help but moan against the tiny thing, the taste and smell of her slick practically making his eyes roll back.
Only when he was satisfied with his work did he let go of both her hands, instead lifting her into his arms. He stormed towards their bedrooms, wondering where to take them—his cock screamed his room, to make sure that every ounce of her body reeked of his scent, but his head screamed hers, that maybe she already had a nest coming together.
Rey seemed to sense his hesitation and pointed to his room. Unwilling to wait any longer, he stormed inside and tossed her on the bed, staring down at her bare body with an animalistic hunger that school had taught him about years ago. Happy with his attention, she rose to her knees, delighted to watch as slick practically dripped directly from her cunt onto the plush of his bed spread.
What happened next was something Ben had never seen firsthand. It did many things to him—the first and most obvious being hardening his cock to its full length. The second, however, was the response it had on his heart.
Rey began to tear through his room, gathering anything and everything that she could find. Thankfully, instead of his closet, she focused on his bed, carefully covering the edges of the California King with collected blankets, shirts, and pants. Blankets and sheets and fabric were tied and twisted and plumped until her nest was as complete as it could be.
Only when she was satisfied with her work did she stop, sitting in the middle of the bed. She looked at him for approval, both her features and scent nervous.
He swallowed and eyed her work, his heart hammering in his chest. "It's perfect, Omega," He rumbled, stepping forward to gaze down at her, "Such a good little nest from a good little Omega."
"You really like it, Alpha?" She asked, taking a moment to cling onto one of his pillows, surely coating the fabric in her slick.
He grunted and nodded. "It's so good. Gonna look even better when the pups are here."
Her eyes shined with excitement. "Pups?" She stuttered, clutching onto the pillow, "Promise me you'll give me pups?"
Ben growled and climbed onto the bed, hovering over her overheated body. "Yes. So many fucking pups. But first, you have to take my knot like a good little omega." He kissed her roughly, only pausing to kick off his remaining sweatpants and boxers, "Do you want that? Want my knot? Want to be pumped full of my cum?"
Rey nodded eagerly and reached for his cock. With careful movements, she coated her hand in his precum and brought it to her mouth, eagerly licking at the treasured substance. Ben watched; his eyes wild.
The moment every last drop was gone, she let out a whine. "Alpha!" She cried out, tears growing in her eyes, "It hurts!"
He didn't need to be told twice. But, before he could even think about stuffing her with his cock and sending his hot cum deep into her cunt, he had another urge that his body demanded be taken care of.
With hot kisses, he made his way down her body, only stopping when he relaxed between her parted legs. His eyes zeroed in on her perfect cunt, the pink petals of her lips spread with anticipation, practically begging for his attention. He watched as a fresh drop of slick trailed down her leg and greedily captured it on his tongue, moaning the moment it hit his senses.
"Alpha!" She cried out, her legs shaking, "Need your knot! Please!"
She would get his knot—many times—but he needed to taste her first.
"Soon, Omega," He commanded, before licking a hot strip down her beautiful cunt, "First, gotta taste you. I need it."
He truly did. Like a ravenous, starving animal, he ate at her cunt, barely getting his fill between mouthfuls of delicious slick and hot flesh. He flicked at her engorged clit with his tongue, his hands tightening around her thighs as she let out a cry from the sensation. As she continued her wailing and he continued his sucking, he pushed two thick fingers inside her, humming happily at the image before him.
"Looks so good, Omega," He praised, taking a moment to watch as his fingers began to fuck in and out of her, "Getting that tight little hole ready for my big cock. Do you want my big Alpha cock, baby?"
Rey practically sobbed. "YES!" She shrieked, tears rolling down her cheeks, "I need it, Alpha!"
Ben took one last long lick at her perfect cunt, took one last flick at her pretty little clit, before moving his mouth away. With quick movements, he had her flipped on her stomach. Her senses seemed to take over after the movement too—in a flash, she had her ass in the air, wiggling it in anticipation.
He palmed at the perfect globes, moaning as fat drops of slick dripped down her perfectly tanned legs. He allowed himself to catch a few, desperate for yet another taste of her.
"You ready, Omega?" He asked, one hand wrapped around his rock-hard cock, the other digging into the skin of her hip, "You ready for me to fuck you? Fill you with my cum?"
Instead of responding, Rey continued to wiggle her ass, making soft cooing noises into the pillow she clung onto. It was good enough for him. He shifted forward and ran the head of his cock along her slippery slit, moaning as slick began to coat his cock.
"Perfect, Omega," He moaned as he pushed forward, fully sheathing himself in her tight cunt with one long movement, "Just fucking perfect."
Rey let out a whine and pressed back against him, continuing her cooing noises. Dropping both hands to her hips, he held on tight and began to fuck into her.
It was, without doubt, the most glorious moment of his life. His thrusts were desperate—unyielding—ramming into her body with a sort of drive that he had never seen from himself. But in that moment, with his perfect Omega underneath him, he had to fuck her into the next year.
So, he did. His fingers dug into the soft skin of her hips as he continued his pace, his eyes nearly rolling back every time his cock seemed to bump into her cervix. He was just so deep—filling her so well—that he started to wonder if returning to a life prior to fucking Rey would ever be possible.
"Alpha!" Rey cried out, her hands clutching the sheets of his bed so hard that Ben swore they were ripping, "So good!" She sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Give me your knot! I'm a good Omega! I deserve it!"
When Ben felt the hot walls of her cunt clench around him, he knew he wouldn't last. Through the motions of her orgasm and the sounds of her wails, he let out a cry, his knot inflating inside her. As he locked into her delicious cunt—the first time he had ever knotted an Omega—he swore his world shifted.
With careful movements, he dropped to the bed, holding her against him so they both laid on their sides. He needed to be comfortable.
It wasn't like he could think. Not with the rate at which his body was pumping cum into Rey's willing cunt.
"So perfect, Omega," He whispered, pressing a kiss to her head, "You did so good for Alpha, you know?"
She hummed happily, wiggling her ass yet again. As another intense burst of cum shot inside her, she let out a squeal in sync with his moan, their twin sounds an erotic melody in the room. Ben buried his face in her neck, taking a moment to catch his breath. When he finally felt stable, in-between his toe-curling cumming, he took a swipe at her mating gland.
His tongue lapped away at the gland, moaning contently as the air further mixed with a poignant blend of their very excited, very aroused scents. Rey now smelled entirely of him.
It made his heart clench.
In that moment, he was confident it was all he had ever wanted.
It took about twenty minutes, but when his knot finally deflated, he rose to his knees, knowing they had at least a few minutes before their next cycle would hit. He needed to take care of his Omega—namely, get her protein and hydration.
"Be a good Omega and stay here," He explained, pressing a kiss to her lips as he stood up, "I'm going to grab us some food."
Rey whined and sat up. She watched him, her pupils still blown wide. "Don't leave me, Alpha," she choked out, her lips quivering, "I need you."
Ben sighed and kissed her again. When she relaxed, her once spiking scent following suit, he slowly stepped away. "If you stay here like a good Omega, you'll be rewarded, ok?"
She gulped and nodded, understanding his words. "Hurry, Alpha. Please."
He did just as she asked. He ran into the kitchen, filling a tray with whatever he thought would be useful—water, Gatorade, fruit, bits of meat and cheese, crackers—anything that would be simple to eat and easy to get Rey to keep down.
It was a foreign thought too—if there was anything Rey loved the most in the world, it was eating.
During her heat, other human urges appeared to take priority instead.
Within minutes he was back in his bedroom, his Alpha brain humming contently at the scent difference between the room and their main living area. While the kitchen had traces of their scents, his bedroom was nuclear—it reeked of sex, and Alpha, and Omega, and their love.
As he laid beside her and welcomed her into his arms, carefully feeding her grapes and cheese cubes and her favorite little pepperonis, he knew that's exactly what this was.
Not biology. Not convenience. Not irrationality.
It was love.
-x-
Rey was in a daze.
She couldn't tell how long her heat had been going on for and truthfully, she didn't care.
Not when her Alpha was taking such good care of her. And oh, had Ben done just that.
"Fuck, look at that pretty little cunt, Omega," Ben growled, continuing his fierce fucking into her, "All that slick, just for me, isn't it?"
Rey cried out and nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled his face to hers and pressed a desperate kiss to his mouth, needing to feel him against her.
It was an unworldly experience, really—his massive cock practically breaking her in two, the feeling of his chest pressed against hers, feeling his heartbeat against her own.
She tugged at his sweat-slicked hair, crying out at every pronounced thrust into her bruise and bite covered body. One of his massive hands dropped between her legs, running calloused fingers through her slick until they stopped at her clit.
"I need my Omega to cum for me," Ben hissed out, using his free hand to bring one of her ankles to rest on his shoulder, "Be a good Omega and do as I say."
Rey screamed as he barreled into her again, the new angle of her leg absolutely wrecking her. It only took moments, but before she knew it, she saw stars. Her vision blurred as she came, her inner walls clenching greedily around Ben's massive Alpha cock.
He took her orgasm with just as much gusto, continuing to fuck into her with wild abandon. It took about a minute more before his knot finally expanded, her tongue flicking at his gland seeming to push him over the edge.
Ben collapsed beside her, pulling her body flush against him, letting out a delicious moan every time a new gush of cum shot deep into her cunt. His mouth traveled to her mating gland, immediately delving into sucking and nibbling against the inflamed skin.
It was pure ecstasy. Her Omega brain immediately took over.
ASK ALPHA TO BITE! LET ALPHA CLAIM YOU!
His sucking and biting got more intense as another particularly intense burst of cum shot inside her, surely painting her insides with the evidence of their activities. Her Omega brain always had thoughts about that too.
ALPHA MADE PUPS! PUPS ARE COMING!
Her remaining brain cells knew that wasn't the case—she was still good on her shot for a few more months—but the thought did make her belly flip.
"Pups?" She asked weakly, surprised by the sound of her own voice.
Ben hummed and took another hot swipe at her mating gland. "Gonna give you so many pups, Omega. You want that? Pups to help fill our nest? Pups to suckle on your perfect little tits?"
Rey whimpered and nodded greedily, reaching behind her to palm at his exposed ass. The activity seemed to trigger him, if the hot burst of cum inside her was any indication.
"Such a perfect little Omega," He practically growled, his hands moving to cup her tender breasts, "All these years and now you can finally be mine."
She liked the sound of that. Very much, in fact.
Unfortunately, moments later his knot finally deflated, causing him to pull away and reach again for the dreaded tray of food. Rey didn't want to drink water or eat fruit or cheese or anything. She wanted to fuck her Alpha.
She wanted to choke on his massive cock or let it absolutely tear her apart.
If her movements didn't inevitably lead to his hot cum filling her up, what even was the purpose?
Despite her whining as he moved to feed her, she ultimately acquiesced, knowing he was doing his job. As she chewed on a piece of cheese, he began to braid her sweat-slicked hair.
"Your scent is shifting," He explained, pausing to wrap her hair tie around the end of the braid, "I think you're almost finished."
She didn't want to think about her heat ending. She enjoyed non-stop access to Alpha cock. It was every Omega's dream.
But as she sniffed the air, she knew what he was talking about.
Even the scent of his rut was wearing off.
Ben pushed a water bottle to her lips, watching proudly as she downed about half the container. Only when she ate a few more of the snacks did he finally move the dreaded tray away. Rey watched eagerly as he flipped her onto her stomach and easily slid back into her, her slick and cum coated cunt offering little resistance.
"So hot and tight and ready for me," He growled out, beginning his aggressive thrusts into her lithe form, "You're fucking perfect, Omega."
It didn't matter how many times he said it. Every time he called her a good Omega, complimented her body or her disposition, or the way she sucked his cock, she absolutely glowed. She couldn't help it—not really—hearing such a flawless Alpha remark about how perfect she was fulfilled a deep-seeded biological urge.
He was an Alpha and she was an Omega.
Together, they could finally become one.
That round proved to go by especially quickly—he simply mouthed at her gland and had her falling apart on his cock. By the time her hot walls clutched around him, he followed suit, his knot expanding yet again.
At the first spurt of cum inside her, the physicality of the past few days finally got to her.
She fell right asleep.
-x-
They eventually made it to the shower, both cramped into the small stall, intent on cleaning away the nuclear mix of sweat, saliva, slick, and cum that seemed to coat every inch of both their bodies. Rey had fought Ben about it for nearly two days, crying every time he mentioned washing away some of the prized memories of their brutal fucking.
He loved their scents together—he truly did—but he knew the bits of dried cum covering most of her body were starting to bother her. So, after bribing her by letting her suck his cock, he took them to the bathroom.
Ben managed to wash both his and her hair before things took a turn. Evidently, his Omega wasn't able to go longer than ten minutes without greedily pawing after his cock again.
So, he fucked her in the shower, but wisely decided not to knot her. Rey gladly swallowed every bit of cum he got out this time, seeming to babble to herself as she carefully cleaned his cock with her tongue. Once she was satisfied for at least another ten minutes, he took to washing both their bodies, careful to use a neutral scented body wash. The last thing he wanted to do was set off either of their senses—during heats and ruts, both were prone to especially heightened senses of smell.
After drying them off, he took them back to the bedroom, settling between the softness of her nest, her perfect body sprawled across his. However, when Rey fell asleep instead of wiggling against him, begging for his knot, he knew her heat was on its last leg.
That in the morning, this would all be over.
That things would likely return to normal.
The thought made his scent spike. Thankfully, his sleeping Omega didn't notice.
Ben didn't want things to return to normal. Not at all.
It finally took his head to enter a foggy haze for things to become clear.
He glanced at the sleeping Omega, his heart hammering in his chest. Even as she slept, he couldn't help the way his cock hardened.
He wanted Rey when he was fourteen. He wanted her the day before he presented, when they fed ducks stale bread at their local pond. He wanted Rey the day after he presented, when he fisted his teenage cock deep into a Fleshlight.
More than a decade later, he realized nothing had changed.
He pressed a soft kiss to her lips, and then her mating gland, before shutting his own eyes.
With her scent filling his lungs, it was easy to fall asleep.