Finn was easing the car into his garage when his mate's scent hit him, wafting against his skin, for the very first time. He barely had time to throw the car into park before his hands gripped the steering wheel in a shattering grasp that creaked the leather, denting the shape of his hold into rounded metal as his spine shuddered, eyes threatening to roll back at the alluring, consuming scent of his mate.
Soft and sweet and cool, like the first brush of autumn wind carrying the scent of dripping sugar.
Gentle and soothing, laced with a tang like freshly brewed coffee that twined perfectly with that faint sweetness.
And his mate's scent was heated, thick with a dizzying taste of arousal that had Finn's own flaring in response, hardening his cock somehow further, aching through him as his back shuddered again. The leash he had on himself was fraying with every waft of that scent he consumed through gritted teeth, threatening at his control.
He'd wanted to be gentle, careful and sweet and gentle. But every passing beat, every curling brush of that scent, was obliterating the chance of it, utterly annihilating his plans as his rut grew ever closer.
It was too late for medication, too late to subdue the rut that was licking fire at the tips of his toes.
Far too-
A low click drew his slitted, golden gaze, and a faint growl rumbled through his chest at the sight of his mate pushing the seatbelt aside as he rose onto his knees, his intentions clear in the gleam of those emerald eyes.
"Luan," Finn said warningly in a rough voice, his grip growing somehow tighter upon the dented metal as his mate began to crawl over the console that separated them.
"You're too far away," the omega whimpered, his green gaze wet and glittering with unshed tears that shattered any hope of control Finn had left. "You told me to be patient until we got home. Is this not home? Did you park in someone else's garage? I was patient, I was good. And this heat hurts so I would like to go inside now, alpha."
The sound of Finn's secondary gender on his mate's lips had no right to be that fucking arousing, yet here he was once again, clenching his eyes shut as yet another shudder swept up his spine, pawing unseeing for the remote to close the garage door. He waited until he heard the mechanical creaking of the heavy metal, until it thudded against the concrete as it slammed shut, before he allowed his eyes to open.
Only to find his mate mere inches from him, panting as if he'd run a marathon in the mere moments their gazes had been separated.
And that was the final crack, Finn's control shattering noisily to pieces in his hold as he cupped his omega's cheek in one hand, rubbing his thumb over the plush, flushed curve of his lower lip, pulling at it like he longed to do with his own lips, with his teeth. The swollen embrace he ached to watch wrap around his hard, throbbing cock, consuming him as his ma-
"You wanna go inside, baby?" he rasped, cutting off the line of his own thinking before he grew any harder, any more frenzied, yet unable to help the slow, curling grin that shaped his lips as his mate released a whimper at the sound. "And why do you want to go inside? Huh? Tell me, sweetheart, do you want to be fucked? Do you want to go inside my, our, home, and get that heat fucked out of you? Do you want to have your alpha fuck that tight little ass of yours until you can't take anymore? Until that heat is gone, and your energy is spent?"
Sometime during his inquiry, Luan's hips had begun to sway, as if they longed for friction, longed for the promise of that carnal questioning, as his green eyes glazed, pupils blown wide enough for Finn to see the glow of his own slitted alpha's gaze staring back at him. And he couldn't help leaning closer, unable to fight the gravitational pull of his omega, of the connection between them.
"Answer the question, sweetheart," Finn demanded in that same rasping tone, his lips brushing his mate's with every word-- a faint, barely-there touch, a mere tease of a kiss that set them both on edge, the heated burn of their cycles demanding more.
So, Finn couldn't truly be surprised when, instead of answering, Luan crawled the rest of the way over the console and into his lap, thighs stretched wide as he straddled his alpha's hips, and wrapped his arms around Finn's neck, fingers twined about the blond tresses that had been escaping their tie for quite some time now.
Instinctively, Finn's hands fell to his mate's hips, but he was given no chance to demand Luan's response anew before soft, sweet, cool pheromones consumed him, and his mate's lips collided into his own.
An almost growling sort of groan escaped the alpha an instant before he tilted his head and returned the kiss eagerly. Eyes fluttering shut, he released one hand from Luan's hips to knot it about his dark hair as he took control of the kiss. His omega's lips were gentle, careful but hesitant, and he wanted more.
So, tenderly tilting Luan's head just so, he deepened the kiss. Leaned forward to press his mate's back against the dented steering wheel as he nipped gently at his full, plush lower lip, growling in satisfaction as Luan's mouth opened on a soft gasp. As his tongue swept in, twining about his mate's, Luan's hips began to sway once more, grinding up into Finn's, gaining blessed friction against the hardened length of the alpha's cock. A snarl burst from Finn's chest just as a whimpering moan escaped his omega's, hips rolling and lips pressed.
It took every molecule of strength, of self control, Finn possessed to pry himself away from his all-too-willing mate. To reach out and shut off the car with one hand before wrenching the car door open with the other.
Luan barely had the time to repeat that questioning squeak before he was hauled into his mate's hold, his arms and legs instinctively twining about the alpha to keep himself there, as his mate kicked the car door shut behind him, and strode confidently across the garage.
Luan's lips fell to his mate's throat, pecking a frantic trail to his scent glands before kissing and licking at them desperately, teeth grazing. He was nearly feral with the need for Finn's pheromones, for that spicy, woodsy warmth to consume him, flushing away the grip of that burnish heat.
The alpha had barely unlocked the door and shoved it open before he was pulling Luan's face up for a scorching kiss, all teeth and tongue and the wafting scent Luan had so desperately craved.
One massive, warm hand slipped down the back of Luan's trousers, and he barely had time to register the invasion before his mate was grinding him up and down that enormous, rock hard cock once more, granting blessed fucking friction to the aching throb that had consumed him from the moment the towering blond had passed by the cracked door of his room.
They separated for barely a moment as the omega clawed his mate's scrub top over his head, and the moment the fabric cleared blond tresses, they were colliding again, teeth clashing and tongues teasing as Finn began up the stairs.
There was a wet heat in Luan's boxers, pooling and spreading and altogether unpleasant, and yet it somehow grew, the bizarre wetness gushing from him to soak into the fabric encasing his ass as his mate's woodsy, spicy scent grew sharper-- tangy and warm and dizzying.
"Fuck," his alpha gasped into his lips, hips bucking up into his own harder and faster than before. "Fuck."
"What's-" the omega gasped as they separated and it was his turn for his shirt to be yanked off and tossed somewhere down the hall he couldn't spare a thought to take in a single detail of- “wrong?"
"Rut," the alpha snarled as he pulled his mate back in for another kiss, all the while striding through the house as if he didn't have a care in the world, not even bothering to turn on lights as they passed. Yet that snarl turned feral and possessive, those slitted, golden eyes flashing, as Luan pressed his shaking hands to Finn's shoulders to pause their frantic consumption of each other, and the alpha's stride paused in turn.
"What do you mean," the omega gasped out through his panting, dark brows bent as he fought and failed to still his swaying hips, "your rut? But I didn't trigger you," he paused with a moan, eyes rolling back for a beat before he continued in a shuddering voice, "when we met earlier. Why is your rut starting n-now?"
"Suppressant," the alpha growled, his hand slipping back into his mate's trousers to repeat the grinding motion that had caused such a sweet sound to escape those beautiful, plush lips, hoping to replicate the noise once more and snarling with satisfaction as another trembling moan escaped him in time. "Doctor. Forced to-" he hissed as Luan dug sharp nails into his shoulders with a whine, yet relished the way the burn of pain cleared the fog from his mind, if only a fraction.
"I'm a doctor," he repeated, a touch clearer, forcing the words out through the haze. He wouldn't let his mate believe he was anything less than burning for him, even if there had been a delay in its start. "I have to use medication 'round the clock when I'm on shift, which keeps me from experiencing rut and sensing most pheromones. They had started to wear off while we were in the exam room with Siobhán, and your pheromones hit me for the first time when I parked the garage."
"So you're-I-," Luan stuttered, dark brows bent as he searched his mate's nearly feral expression as it steadily grew ever closer to his own.
"What?" the alpha whispered against his omega's lips, nipping ever so gently as he began striding down the hall once more. "Did you think you failed to trigger your mate? That I wasn't heated for you?"
Luan hesitated, green gaze averted, and it was all the answer Finn needed. He kicked open the partially cracked door to his bedroom, and strode the handful of steps to his massive bed before spilling his gorgeous mate across the black silk, and following him down, braced on his hands and knees above the writhing omega.
"Oh, sweetheart," the alpha purred into his mate's mouth, tongue laving the swollen flesh as his omega whimpered desperately. "Let me show you just how heated I am for you."
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