Finn’s hips set a bruising, dizzying rhythm, obliterating that fire burning low in Luan’s belly with each harsh, rough thrust, as he stared at his mate’s throat with glazed, wanting golden eyes. There was little human left in that slitted gaze, the alpha fully succumbed to his instincts as he fucked his omega hard and fast.

And as Luan moaned out a desperate, frantic sort of sound, he could have sworn that golden gaze dazed even further.

“Luan,” Finn rasped out on the tail end of a groan, suddenly leaning down to press a soft, open-mouthed kiss to the curve of the omega’s jaw. “Luan. My Luan.” 

His wet, hot mouth trailed down the side of Luan’s neck, tracking a path to that aching, vulnerable gland where neck and shoulder met. As he latched onto the skin with teeth and tongue, Luan twined one hand into his long blond locks, the other clawing desperately at the alpha’s back with each heady thrust of his mate’s burning, throbbing cock within him.

And as Finn nibbled, laving the sensitive skin between sharp, grazing nips, both alpha and omega could not help the way their instincts ached with silent, insistent damnation, for an all-together different gland to be the center of the alpha’s attention. 

There was a throbbing, burning ache lashing through the bonding gland at the nape of Luan’s neck, thrumming in time with each thunderous beat of his racing heart, dizzying him further with each addling pang. It was a sensation Finn found echoing down the bond stretched between them, a horrible, needy pain pounding through his sharp canines in time with his mate’s ache and only worsening the dizzying desire threading his own bones. 

So, instead, he eased his weight onto the forearm and elbow of his left arm, slipping his hand beneath Luan’s head to cup the back of the omega’s neck in his palm, as if protecting the gland with his hold would somehow ease the ache. With his other hand, he took Luan’s weeping, twitching cock into his hold, stroking it in time with his harsh thrusts as his tongue ran slowly up Luan’s throat, nearly snarling in satisfaction at the heated tang of the omega’s pheromones upon his tongue. 

“Fuck,” Luan gasped, back arching into Finn’s chest as he clawed more desperately at the alpha’s back. “Fuck, I’m going to cum.”

Finn snarled in response, his grip tightening, hand fucking Luan’s cock faster as his cock in turn fucked Luan harder and quicker, hips nearly blurring in his frenzy. 

“Cum for me,” he growled into Luan’s ear, tongue tracing the curve with a wet lick. “Cum for me, baby. I want to feel it. Please.” 

Luan gasped, his mate’s begging the final push over the edge of his climax, sending him spiraling head first into his completion as his eyes rolled back into his head. With every spurt of his cum, he tightened around Finn, squeezing and milking the alpha for all he was worth, as if determined to send his mate tumbling with him. 

And with a muffled moan into Luan’s hair, back shuddering, the alpha did just that. His thrusting lost its rhythm, his hips growing slow and sloppy, as his cock jolted, and the condom activated around the throbbing appendage. 

It cinched around his knot with a cruel tightening, keeping it from expanding and locking the alpha in place within his mate, as it stretched to handle the full extent of an alpha’s ejaculation. 

Finn hissed, digging his nails into the bedding as his face twisted in pain at the condom’s ministrations, and, at last, he began to cum. 

Each spurt of his cum wasted into the latex had his instincts spiraling further, bellowing deranged urging within him, banging frantically against the cage he fought to keep it contained within. He wasn’t meant to waste his cum, wasn’t meant to keep his mate’s bonding gland covered and out of his reach, and his instincts hated every fucking second of it, frantic to force him to fulfill the bond fate itself had so carefully laid out for him. 

And as his climax merely continued, and his back began to quake with the force of the agony within his cock, and the overwhelming chaos within his mind, the alpha found he could deny his instincts no longer. 

Finn’s fingers tightened around the nape of Luan’s neck as he snarled, sending the omega’s heart racing in wondrous anticipation of the alpha tugging him just so, but instead of finally fulfilling their bond, of sealing them together forever more, Finn’s teeth abruptly sank into the ball of Luan’s shoulder. His canines embedded deep enough Luan could have sworn they scraped bone, sending the omega whining desperately in protest, every panicked instinct within him bellowing frantic disdain of the alpha’s teeth buried within the joint, of the emptiness in the bonding gland meant to bear his bite. 

A sentiment Finn echoed with each snarling note of his own breath. 

****

Luan could hardly remember how long they had been buried in each other’s embraces, how long Finn had been buried within him, before the heated haze began to fade, even a fraction. He had lost count of how many times they had fucked, how many times he had cum, and how many condoms his mate had thrown aside, but the just-shy of too painful ache in his ass told him it had been quite a few, as did the thin layer of dried cum pulling the skin of his belly taut. 

His nose wrinkled, belly flexing, and Finn was moving before he could even open his mouth, striding to the double doors leading to the massive bathroom without a word, leaving Luan to watch his pert, rounded ass flex with each long step. Luan rolled onto his side, head pillowed on his arm, sated and pliant, as he watched his mate move around amongst the marble-encased room.

Much of his first heat flare was a blur, buried beneath the pleasure of his mate within him, and the heat of the alpha’s skin against his own, but he could vaguely remember the feeling of his mate’s mouth closing around his cock as his long fingers stretched his weeping hole with steady thrusting, and a burnish flush rose to Luan’s cheeks in time. 

He bit his lip, body shuddering with need, and remembered his heat wasn’t yet broken, as Finn strode from the bathroom once more, heading straight for Luan with a determined glint in his golden eyes, his hard cock bouncing with each resolute step. 

“Come take a shower with me?” Finn asked in a raspy purr that had that fire within Luan’s belly igniting once more, but before he could answer, Finn was bending down and gently scooping Luan from the bed, cradling him carefully with one arm under his shoulders, and the other under his bent knees. Luan squeaked out a high-pitched, ungainly sound, scrambling to wrap his arms around Finn’s neck as the alpha began striding confidently toward the bathroom, a muffled huff of humor escaping him in time. 

When Finn entered the bathroom on silent, near predatory feet, Luan found the shower was already running, filling the massive room with warm, soothing steam that was faintly scented like the bundle of eucalyptus tied beneath the nozzle. Luan began to melt into his mate’s embrace, soothed by the familiar scent that clung to Finn’s skin, only to stiffen with a surprised squawk when Finn merely strode right into the gargantuan shower, Luan still cradled in his arms. Luan sputtered when his mate stepped directly under the spray, making an undignified, betrayed sort of noise when Finn laughed softly. 

“It’s not funny!” Luan protested, releasing his arms from around Finn’s neck to shove his now sodden curls from his face, blinking the water from his eyes only to find Finn watching him intently. There was a soft, almost adoring sort of smile on the alpha’s lips, his golden gaze alight with a sort of fire Luan couldn’t parse, dripping blond locks plastered to the sides of his cheeks, and all at once that smoldering ache in Luan’s belly burst to fiery life once more. 

“Put me down,” Luan whispered, emerald gaze intent on Finn, as his tongue crept out to lick a stream of water from his lips. “I want to do something for you.”
“And what is that?” Finn rasped back, massive, strong arms flexing as he pulled the omega closer to his chest, seemingly unwilling to relent his mate. 

“You wanted to watch,” was all Luan replied with, but it was enough to flare a manic, blazing light in Finn’s golden eyes, the slitted pupil of them contracting as his fingers tightened around Luan.

Their gazes held for a long, tense moment, in which Finn’s breath grew unsteady, and his warm, teaky, spicy scent flared amongst the steam, growing thick and cloying beneath the shower’s heat. Before, suddenly, he swallowed hard and slowly, carefully, lowered Luan to his feet, hands held out to catch the omega should he stumble. 

But rather than stumble, Luan kept his gaze on Finn’s, stepping forward to brush his hand over the base of his mate’s belly, head tilted up in a silent request Finn had no trouble parsing. Instantly, the alpha’s hand came up to cup the side of Luan’s neck and jaw, fingers threaded through those sodden curls, as he bent down to press his lips to his mate’s. The kiss was brief but electric as the pair pressed close, teeth clashing, and Luan let out the most arousing, dizzying little mmm that had Finn hardening ever further, nearly whining in protest as Luan pulled away, only to have his greatest fantasy fulfilled in the next moment. 

Finn's belly clenched, hard cock throbbing, as his beautiful, wonderful mate resolutely held his gaze as he lowered slowly, carefully to his knees on the wet tile floor. The contact of those entrancing emerald eyes didn't waver even as the omega took the base of Finn's cock in hand, and slowly ran his tongue along the underside of the alpha’s  twitching length. Finn groaned, fingers flexing about nothing, at the damningly perfect sight before him, nearly whimpering with need to see his mate close about his cock-- to see his mate embody the mental image that had been haunting Finn nearly since the moment they’d met. Yet, his mate’s gaze didn’t waver, locked determinedly on Finn’s as he took his time slowly growing acquainted with each and every dip, ridge and vein of the alpha’s aching length. 

In fact it only severed as his head lowered, and those plush, devastating lips closed around the tip of Finn's cock, slowly swallowing it down inch by steady inch, until Finn was tucked into the tight cradle of his mate's throat, and his consciousness was threatened with a heated, dizzying pang. One of Finn's hands flew forward to brace on the slick wall, supporting him as he heaved out desperate, panting breaths, unable and unwilling to look away from the ruinous sight of his mate before him. 

Finn had thought, from the very moment he had first laid eyes on Luan, that the omega was the most beautiful, damningly gorgeous creature he had ever seen. But in that moment, as those damp emerald eyes lifted to collide with his own once more, and his mate's head began to bob in a steady movement, tongue laving, Finn thought that, perhaps, it was the most beautiful his mate had been yet, swollen, plump lips stretched around the girth of him. 

So goddamn perfect, exactly as Finn had imagined he would be. 

The alpha's free hand fell to the back of his mate's head, fingers twining about the sodden strands, and he was unable to help the unbidden thrust forward his hips took, pushing deeper down the omega's throat. Finn groaned, eyes fluttering, as his mate sputtered for a moment and was startled when, a mere beat later, Luan's hands fell to his hips, pulling him closer as if begging the alpha to repeat the action. 

And well…who was he to deny his mate?

He gripped Luan’s hair a fraction tighter before he began to move, thrusting steadily into the cradle of Luan’s tight throat. A beat later, the omega let out a whimpering moan that had that snug muscle squeezing Finn’s cock, milking him for all he was worth as he let out a rough curse. 

Yet he did not still, steadily fucking his mate’s mouth, careful with his movements, though dizzied not only from the fire licking at the base of his belly, but from the dazed, wanting look that fogged Luan’s emerald gaze. It had that want, that instinct, within Finn yawning its eyes awake even further, and even though Finn was nowhere close to done, even though he didn’t feel even the beginning tightening at the base of his belly that signaled his completion, Finn ached to pull away, to have his mate within his embrace. 

An instinct he found he could not deny, not with the way it ached at his chest, throbbing along the curves of his ribs with a fury, and so Finn did just that, pulling from his mate's mouth with a dizzyingly arousing pop that burned at the base of his belly. 

But not as much so as the way Luan reached for him with a whimper, that adorable crinkle appearing as his brows bent, mourning the loss of his alpha's cock, of the taste he had so briefly known. 

"Not yet, baby," Finn rasped, grinning when Luan shuddered, and pulled his mate from the tile and into his arms, unable to help the purr that rumbled his chest at the weight of his mate against him, at the instinct finally satiated. "You can play later. I want that mouth now."

Luan began to protest, but as Finn’s mouth fell onto his with a rough, harsh collision, silencing him as their teeth clashed and tongues twined, he found he couldn’t truly find any disappointment within himself.

Not with the weight and scent of his alpha against him. 

And so, arms twining around his mate’s neck as he pressed closer, Luan Vierra let himself fall somehow further still, into the eternity of the bond stretching between them.