"John, please come out." Lin did his best to coax him out as he tugged the soiled duvet with gentle tugs. There was movement beneath as John shook his head and pulled the thick material tighter, despite how hot it must feel under there. Lin suppressed a chuckle at how cute he was being. After their last coupling, John had passed out, resting peacefully in his arms until he'd roused himself and remembered exactly what had happened. Every single detail. Lin had barely kissed his forehead before he'd burrowed into the duvet. That had been fifteen minutes ago. "John…" He stroked the firm lump, which he assumed was John's spine.

"I'm not coming out!" John insisted in a small, muffled voice. Lin huffed fondly before pushing himself up.

"Alright…" He climbed off the bed and stood at the end, watching the small lump wriggle a little as if searching for him. Part of him was saddened by the loss of Lin's comfort, while the other part was flooded with relief. Lin smirked as he made his move, lifting the loose end of the duvet and crawling inside. "I'll come in then." Lin shuffled up until he was beside John's stunned form. The scent of cotton candy was thick in the close air, oozing shame and vulnerability. Lin's lips softened as he released his own chilli scent, doing his best to soothe and comfort.

His alpha eyes could see well in the semi darkness beneath the duvet. He knew the darkness was soothing to John's nerves, but it meant that he couldn't see the deep flush of humiliation that coloured his cheeks. The realisation made him a little regretful. He grunted at the small fist that knocked his chest and let out a small chuckle as he caught John's hand, gently kissing the curled fingers until they softened in his grasp. John couldn't help the hazy contentment that filled him as Lin's scent invaded the small space.

"Better?" Lin kept his voice soft as he shuffled closer and wrapped an arm around him, lacing his hand in soft, golden locks. He felt a small nod against his chest as John lowered his head, unable to meet his eyes. "I'd never make fun of you." Lin breathed out slowly, allowing his arousal to wash over John as he cradled him in his arms. Hearing John's voice say those words and make those sounds was the most erotic thing he'd ever experienced. He felt John stiffen and clam up in response. He was horribly embarrassed.

"Can we just…forget about it?"

"Never." Lin held him closer as he savoured the heat and arousal. He didn't want to lose a moment of it. For the next few days, he would wear the scratches on his skin like trophies. Whenever he touched his bonding mark, he'd remember the burning sensation of John's teeth biting his skin. Looking at his hand would remind him how John's fingers had quivered between his. He'd look at John's lips and remember the softness of their kisses, and the sound of the needy cries that dripped so sinfully from his lips. He'd even remember the small twitch and bob of John's Adam's apple as he threw his head back and exposed his throat in offering. The perfect arch of his spine. How his plump ass fit perfectly in his larger hands. That tight, pulsing heat that gripped and milked his cock. The sight of his own pearly seed dripping down his mate's pale thighs.

"S-stop it!" A hand reached up to clap over Lin's mouth, though he hadn't spoken a word of it out loud. Lin thought he was adorable, and that just made him feel even more mortified. I don't want to be adorable…

"There's no need to be shy or embarrassed when you're with me." Lin kissed John's damp forehead as he began to feel the heat rising once more. He tugged the duvet closer as he noticed Lin reaching up to pull it free. Lin paused with John's hand on his forearm.

"Not yet…" His body relaxed as Lin lowered his arm and embraced him instead. Despite the heat, John felt content as he relaxed in Lin's embrace and closed his eyes. He was filled with lazy contentment, breathing Lin's scent and nuzzling his bare chest. Lin stroked his head in steady strokes, lulling him into a light sleep. That sleep didn't last long, and the next time John's eyes opened, Lin was met by the scorching blue of his omega.

"Good morning to you too," Lin murmured as he allowed the omega to roll him onto his back and climb atop his body. He caressed John's heated cheek before relinquishing himself to his alpha. Conscious thought fell away, as if his own consciousness had been pushed to the background. Heat scorched his own skin as his chest swelled with uncontrollable lust. His eyes darkened, veins rising around his eyes as his teeth and nails sharpened. John was no better, digging sharp nails into his chest and greedily raking the surface.

With their more animalistic sides in control, there were no words between them. Lin growled low in his throat, clamping his hands on John's ass as the omega rocked against his throbbing cock. The alpha purred in contentment as he felt the honey-like warmth of slick coating his cock, though he knew his omega was more than ready to receive him even without the extra coating. He tightened his grip, pulling his omega lower, grinding him thoroughly. He smirked as lustful whimpers escaped his mate's lips, blue eyes desperate as his bobbing cock twitched neglected between them.

The omega leaned down, biting and kissing his alpha's willing lips. He whined softly as a strong hand laced in his hair and pulled him closer, panting as his alpha drew back to take in at his dazed, needy expression. Greedy hands grabbed his ass, squeezing and parting his cheeks in preparation. The omega mewled shamelessly as the tip of his alpha's cock found his slickened entrance. It barely took a single push to slip inside. The omega pushed back greedily, seating himself and grinding his alpha's crotch, mouth open and panting as the throbbing shaft stroked his walls.

The alpha raised his hips with a growl, holding his omega in place on his knees as he snapped his hips in a merciless rhythm. The omega grabbed his own pecs with a helpless mewl, his expression blissful as he gasped and whine in approval. He pinched and rolled his sensitive buds, letting his alpha lift and drop his smaller body on his cock as he snapped up to meet him. He leaned further back, arching his spine in approval. His alpha hit deeper and deeper with each resounding thrust, well on his way to knotting.

With a hungry growl, the alpha pushed himself up. The omega mewled, a candyfloss shroud sweetening the air in approval as his alpha showed his dominance. Chilli and chocolate swept through the air, coiling around him, pinning him down. The omega's back hit the mattress, strong hands grabbing his knees and almost folding his small body in half. The omega's expression was awed, mouth wide in a wail of need as the alpha's cock slammed home. He tried to lower his legs, but found himself deliciously helpless beneath the stronger alpha. The alpha growled in warning. This was his place. On his back, thighs spread wide, knees almost touching his shoulders with his alpha's cock buried deep in his ass. This was his place, and if he wouldn't accept it, his alpha would put him there anyway.

Cotton candy coiled around him in need and acceptance. Pleading. Begging. He wanted it. He wanted his alpha to show him his place. The alpha purred, pausing his rough thrusts to deliver a sweet, lingering kiss to his omega's willing lips. He was a good omega. He'd pleased his alpha with his submissive acceptance. His alpha loved him very much and would take good care of him. The omega mewled, begging for any affection he was willing to give. The alpha's dark eyes softened, hands gripping tighter and pinning his knees to the mattress as he gave it. His omega whined and keened with each hard thrust, desperation rising as the alpha breached his inner entrance. That was the true prize. The mating entrance. The opening to where his omega would carry his brood.

The alpha growled at the sensation of the second ring of muscle squeezing him. He could only reach this place at the height of his omega's heat. This was where he would plant his seed. The place his cock truly belonged. His omega mewled, boneless, and blissed out beneath him. His skin was flushed, lips parted in mindless gasps and pleas as the alpha became frenzied. Since he'd found it, he didn't dare pull out. He leaned low over his omega's body, forcing his cock deeper and making short, hard thrusts.

His omega's glittering eyes were dazed and blank as he panted and gripped the sheets. He could feel his alpha's knot swelling in his inner passage. The swelling bulge pulled his softened flesh painfully with each rock of his hips. He whined, quietly begging his alpha to stop. It hurt! His alpha was attentive. He didn't stop, but he did press closer, moving the knot deeper. The omega couldn't hold on as his alpha's cock settled deep inside. He spilled with a broken mewl, laying dazed and boneless as his alpha had his way and spilled deep within his exhausted body. His alpha's body was stiff for some time, spilling and spilling, rocking and rolling his hips to spread the seed as far as possible. The knot blocked his inner entrance, plugging the space and keeping his alpha's gift inside, giving it time to take hold. The omega trembled at the thought. He had been bred. Bred by his alpha. He'd been good and accepted his alpha's gift.

Something of his thoughts must have seeped through their connection as his alpha lowered himself to nuzzle his agreement. He gave a deep purr of praise and approval. His omega had been good. His omega had pleased him. His omega was an excellent mate. His omega would carry his brood and bear strong, healthy offspring. The omega preened under the contented affection, ignoring the growing ache in his hips. Unfortunately, with his knot so deep and swollen, the alpha couldn't pull out or even change his position. The omega would have to remain bent in half until the bulge of fluid waned.

The alpha nuzzled his apology for the discomfort. He knew his omega was experiencing some level of pain. He was such a good omega, accepting his alpha's cock so eagerly, not even squirming against the knot swelling in his passage. The omega purred his agreement. Yes, he was good. He was a good and willing omega. He wanted all the affection and praise his alpha would give. The alpha was almost amused at his neediness, smiling and purring as he licked and kissed their mating mark. He moaned softly as gentle lips latched onto his own mark to nip and tease the scarred flesh of his throat. He purred again. Good omega…Good omega…Good omega.