When the first snarling note of Finn's growling reached Luan, it cut through the dizzying arousal with a surge of panic he couldn't quite explain. 

He propped himself up on his elbows, dark brows bent, and resisted the urge to pull his thighs from his mate's hold as he looked down at the frozen, snarling alpha. 

"Finn?" Luan whimpered, unable to help the pang of anxiety that shook him, unable to shake the insistence of a lifetime of inadequacy murmuring that it was only a matter of time before the alpha realized he deserved better. "What's wro-"

But the omega was cut off, his anxieties pulverized to unparsable nonsense, as his alpha dove forward, fingers tightening around the flesh of Luan's thighs. 

As his thick, hot tongue gave a slow, long lick along the length of Luan's dripping, twitching hole, collecting the slick that soaked along it. 

Luan's eyes rolled back, a deep, rasping moan shaking his chest as his alpha echoed his pleasure with a desperate, grunting sort of groan. But before the omega could delve through the dizzying sensation to return to himself, his mate was repeating the action, tongue lapping and fingers gripping. A frantic, whining sort of sound fell from his lips, fingers clawing at the sheets, as Finn merely continued, his licking growing faster, more frenzied, but never particularly firm. He wasn't pressing hard, merely collecting and consuming Luan's dripping slick, but it was enough to addle the omega, to dizzy him and bury his rationality beneath a heated haze of need. 

"Fi-," Luan began, but was cut off with a shuddering groan as his mate tugged him closer, pulling his pelvis flush to the alpha's burning lips. "Finn. Finn."

But the alpha didn't seem to hear him, tongue pressing firmly now as he eagerly licked and lapped at his mate's dripping arousal. He released one hand from the omega's tense, trembling thigh only to palm his own throbbing, aching cock through the fabric of his scrubs, blond brows bent as he groaned. He wrapped one arm around Luan's waist to hold him there as he pressed his tongue into that twitching, dripping hole, jolting the omega with a moan at the suddenness of the invasion. Finn palmed himself harder, squeezing as he caressed up and down, and it was that sight, more so than the sensation of his tongue, that had the last shreds of Luan's control snapping with an audible, damning severing. 

"Finn," he rasped, a huffing sort of sound escaping him when the alpha paid him no mind. "Finn." 

And yet again, his mate did not respond, instead pressing deeper, shuddering Luan with a moan as his gaze fluttered, and the alpha's brows crumpled with a groan. 

But the omega was determined to gain his mate's attention, and reached down to take the long, soft strands of his alpha's blond hair in a punishing grip, tugging until Finn released him with a hiss. Finn's fingers tightened around Luan's hip as his eyes clenched shut an instant before that dizzying golden gaze, dark with frustration, found wet emerald eyes as his attention, at last, fell to his mate once more. 

"No more licking," Luan rasped, panting as he twitched, and Finn's gaze merely darkened further with heated arousal, flickering down to his dripping hole once more, causing his omega to tug at his hair, pulling his attention back his way. "Please. No more licking. Fuck me, baby. Please." 

Finn growled in response, diving forward to place a punishing nip to Luan's flushed thigh. Pinching the sensitive skin between sharp teeth as he snarled, voice thick with a haze of instinct, "Don't rush me, omega. You need to be properly prepared, and I'm barely hanging on as it is. I've only just started." 

"But-," Luan whimpered, only to be cut off with a gasp as a second, silencing nip to his other thigh followed. 

"It's your first heat," Finn grunted, reaching up to gently disentangle Luan's gripping fingers from his hair, only to twine his own through them instead. As he continued in a thick voice that dared Luan to correct him, a possessive, instinct buried tone that promised violence should he be wrong. "Your first time. I'm doing my best to not rush this, to ignore how hard my instincts are riding me right now. So don’t. Rush. Me." 

Luan shuddered at the alpha authority in his mate's voice, fingers tightening around the alpha's as he whimpered. He fought to not crumble under the heft of that golden gaze, to ignore how desperately, how frantically, his body begged to have his alpha sheathed within him. 

"Fine," Luan rasped after a beat, resisting the urge to grumble with petulant disappointment. "But if you get to lick, to 'prepare'...I want to too." 

Finn went still, his golden gaze darkening, going nearly bronze as they glowed with inhumane light. He nearly flattened his mate with the surge of heated, spiced pheromones, thick with his arousal, with the silent begging of his instincts. 

"What did you say?" Finn snarled instead, sure he had understood the omega wrong, giving a sharp tug on his hand to pull his mate up and into his arms. Their noses brushed as Luan draped over his mate, legs spread wide to allow the alpha to crowd between them. 

Luan whimpered, his dark brows furrowing, and nearly melted into his alpha as Finn's golden gaze flicked up and softened. It happened a mere moment before his hand cupped Luan's cheek and the pad of his thumb soothed gently over the wrinkle between the omega's bent brows, smoothing it away. It was an action of utter adoration, and it melted the last dregs of Luan's self-consciousness as his very soul begged for Finn. 

So, instead, he pulled his mate closer and pressed his lips to the shell of his ear as he rasped, "I want your cock, Finn. One way or another. If you're not done preparing, if you won't fuck me yet, I want to lick it just like you're licking me. I want your cock so badly. Please, alpha." 

Finn shuddered roughly in Luan's embrace, head ducking for a moment, before he surged forward to capture Luan's lips in another harsh, bruising kiss. 

Teeth clashed and tongues teased as the alpha rose onto his knees, standing slowly as he eased his mate further back into the bed. Luan could faintly make out the rustle of fabric, but it was too buried beneath the pleasure of his alpha's tongue twined along his own to truly register. 

He squeaked suddenly as his mate tipped backwards separating their lips as he landed on the hard expanse of the alpha's abs, straddling his stomach. His hands pillowed on a firm chest, emerald gaze wide as he consumed the sight of his mate reclined beneath him. 

"If you want my cock," Finn growled with a grin that had a flood of slick soaking the omega once more. "Then take it, baby. It's yours to do what you will. But you have to give me back that beautiful, delicious ass of yours first." 

Luan's face flushed crimson, flaming with a fury as his brows bent anew, emerald gaze frantically flickering over his mate as if he wasn't sure what he was meant to be doing. A display that had the alpha's smile softening, spreading like heated sweetness, as he reached up to soothe away that adorable little wrinkle between Luan's bent brows once more. Then, before the omega could do more than flush further, the alpha gently took his hips in hand and, with a few careful, firm tugs, had Luan facing the opposite way, staring down at the hard, throbbing curve of his alpha's suddenly very exposed cock. Luan's fingers curled against Finn's belly, a whimper rising in his throat-- a sound severed as Finn took his hips in hand once more, and tugged Luan back until his thighs straddled the alpha's jaw, his calves pillowed on the spill of that long blond hair. 

Luan gasped, face heating hard enough to dizzy him, spreading down his neck with a burnish flush as the warm puff of his mate's breath caressed his hole and the underside of his own, weeping cock. But before Luan could do much more than whimper, Finn hissed and ran his hands along the backs of Luan's trembling calves. 

"Lift onto one leg for me, baby," Finn encouraged gently, and the moment Luan complied, he felt Finn sweep those blond tresses out of the way, before gently repeating the request. 

Once his hair was freed, Finn gently ran a hand up the length of Luan's spine, rising a panting moan to the omega's lips that was abruptly cut off as, with a firm shove between his shoulder blades, the alpha pushed him down to lay along the length of his mate's body. Luan fell with a muffled oomph, his face mere inches from the throbbing, twitching length of his alpha's cock, the musky scent of his mate's arousal nearly enough to dizzy him further. 

"You wanted my cock," Finn purred, drawing Luan from his thoughts as he nuzzled into the omega's thigh. "And now you have it. So, tell me, sweetheart. What do you plan to do with it?" 

Rather than answer, Luan took his alpha's cock between thumb and forefinger, gently gripping the silky, burning appendage in hand. He whimpered, hips rolling as he ached with a brutal sort of emptiness that begged to be filled. His hand caressed the length of his mate's cock, the velvet heat feverish against his palm, almost too much to hold, his instincts screaming that it wasn't his hand that should have been filled so completely by the thick girth of it. He wanted it sliding within him, sheathing deep into-

Luan train of thought was severed when his mate's tongue pressed, firm and wet, against his twitching, aching hole once more. The first slow, torturous lick had him moaning, face buried in the lowest part of his mate's belly as he whimpered, grip tightening about that throbbing appendage. The second had his hips rolling, teeth scraping his mate's belly as he groaned, until Finn's hands stilled his swaying waist, and a sharp nip against the curve of his ass had him gasping sharply. 

"You wanted my cock," Finn said, hands trailing languidly up the arch of Luan's back, one pausing between his heaving shoulder-blades as the other continued onward until it slipped into the dark curls at the back of the omega's scalp. "So don't just lay there, baby. You begged for it, so play with it. Or would you rather I fuck your tight, hot little mouth myself?" 

Luan jolted, a pang of liquid fire throbbing through the base of his belly, tightening his core about nothing as if his entire body ached at the thought. He whimpered, but lifted his head, vision wavering with the heft of the heated haze as he ran his tongue from root to tip, relishing in the startled gasp that shook his mate. But it was nothing compared to the way his fingers tightened in Luan's hair, and that rasping, rough groan shook him once more. 

"Good boy," the alpha growled, and Luan nearly whimpered at the praise. "Someday, though, I want to fuck that mouth of yours. I hope you'll let me." His hands pulled back, only to curl about the curve of Luan's ass, spreading him open with a gentle flex of those long, strong fingers. "God, how I ache to watch you suck me, baby. Watch as those plump, gorgeous lips of yours stretch wide around me. Fuck, I've been thinking about it all day. You'll let me watch someday, yeah?"

Luan fought down a moan at the erotic inquiry, but found enough of his voice to whisper, "Yeah."

Only to be rewarded by another firm, long lick along the length of his wetness, ripping that moan from his lips unbidden. Finn nearly purred in satisfaction, the sound jolted with a groan as Luan, determined to shatter his mate as much as he was shattering, took the blunt, wide head of that throbbing cock into his mouth. 

He moaned at the salty, heated taste of his mate on his tongue, sinking further down onto the feverish, twitching appendage, tongue laving. But the further he took his mate's cock down his throat, bobbing up and down as he sucked, the more his body whimpered in desperate need to be filled. The more his instincts screamed that the heated swipe of his alpha's tongue wasn't enough, that they needed something to sink deep into his twitching, empty hole and obliterate that horrible, vast, fiery need. 

Luan suddenly jolted with a shudder, eyes rolling back in his head, as Finn began to slowly ease one, thick finger into Luan's aching, empty wetness with a vicious growl, as if he could sense the omega's agonizing need to be filled. 

As that thick, heated finger gently eased in and out, Luan couldn't help but release his mate's cock with an arousingly wet pop, a strand of saliva threading between the twitching, swollen head of it, and his parted, panting lips. He moaned desperately, horribly loudly as one finger became two, and Finn began to slowly, tenderly fuck him with the digits. 

"I'm going to cum," he gasped with a shudder, fingers scrabbling frantically for something to cling to against his mate's thick, muscular thighs. "Fuck, I'm going to cum." 

Finn snarled in satisfaction at the declaration, but didn't stop his steady, gentle ministrations. Rather, his speed and the roughness of his thrusting increased, as if he were determined to draw out his mate's orgasm. 

"Nooooo," Luan whined desperately, trying to crawl away from his mate to no avail. "I don't want to cum from your fingers. Noo, I want to cum on your cock. Please. Oh fuck, please." 

It was nonsense, he was sure, the way those words fell into a slurring spill from his panting lips, twined into nonsensical, heated rambling, yet his alpha paused all the same. 

And before he knew it, he was flipped onto his back with yet another winded oomph, his mate kneeling above him like a divine vision. The way those long, sweat-dampened blond tresses hung around his face, curtaining them in their own world as they shared and exchanged panted breaths, those golden irises blazing with frantic light, was so blasphemously beautiful Luan wouldn't have doubted for a moment if someone told him it were a god kneeling above him. Wouldn't have questioned even a beat of it if he had been informed of his mate's divine purpose. 

Especially as, with aching, arousing slowness, Finn licked the remnants of Luan's slick from his fingers, never breaking the intense consumption of his golden gaze. 

No, rather, he merely came closer, lowering himself until the tip of his nose brushed Luan's, until they shared the faintest idea of a kiss. 

"You want me to fuck you, baby?" he rasped against Luan's lips, fingers coming up to gently tilt the omega's head back with a soft flex of those warm, wet fingers. 

"Yes," Luan whimpered, the streak of his own arousal burning against his skin as if condemning him for remaining unfilled. 

But his alpha merely remained silent, golden gaze searching his omega's wet, emerald one, before a slow, purely feline smile stretched his lips. 

"Good," he purred, before his mouth collided with Luan's in a bruising, mind-addling crash.