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Seonghwa was supposed to present at age 18. Once he reached that age just like everyone, his parents were ready to accept their soon-to-be alpha son like his father, grandfather, and a line of alphas in the family. And he was rather excited too! He might not feel much like an alpha, but anything could change once he was presented as his acclaimed sub-gender. Sometimes, certain individuals already knew what they would present as just based on their instincts, but Hwa never felt anything unordinary. And yet, he waited throughout the 18th year of his life not once going into rut. It wasn't bad, some individuals present later than others so he wasn't too worried about it. Being a late bloomer was always a possibility.
Alphas were known as being more aggressive, more in control, the leaders and thankfully times had progressed past traditions and now all the sub-genders were considered equal. The social hierarchy diminished over the years and now most outdated laws and regulations were no more. Omegas weren't seen as just breeding machines, they actually hold some power in offices and such. Betas weren't ignored or dismissed in conversations for being too neutral. All three vastly different groups were one commodity, everything was fair between them.
And well, now Seonghwa was ready to see what he'd be hopefully soon.
It wasn't until his 19th birthday when he still hadn't presented, then his 20th, and it got to the point where they assumed he was just a beta. While being a beta was fine, it wasn't completely his family lineage, but that didn't matter too much because his parents always told him that they'd love him regardless of what he presented as. Doctors couldn't pinpoint why he hadn't presented yet, but even they did some blood tests and found nothing of significance. They too pronounced him as a beta and he just continued living his life normally as a beta.
He started college within that time and things were still rather normal for him, or at least until one-day things stopped being normal. College had its stressors, long nights spent on projects, and keeping up a social life while also managing school work was tough, but Seonghwa dealt with it. He was good at time management and organization so he didn't have too many issues. As a beta, he didn't have to worry about heats or ruts, so that alone kind of made it a bit easier with his busy schedule; being a music major was difficult after all. He was lucky enough to at least stay on schedule all the time without being subjected to that time of the month.
He woke up one day ready for another long day of classes but was feeling very warm, like a fever spreading all over his body. He didn’t necessarily feel sick, but he felt sluggish, and a bit shaky, and it was just his luck if he came down with a cold or flu right before one of his major assignments was due. The weather was changing, cooler nights with warm days usually made people prone to catching a cold. Seonghwa had a pretty strong immune system, and hadn't been sick since he was a kid, but he could count himself unlucky.
His omega roommate was nice enough to let him eat his leftover soup while he stayed in bed the whole day with an ice pack on his forehead trying to get the heat to just go away even when he was shivering. It was uncomfortable, something he never felt before and he was afraid to go to the doctor about it because the chance of it being something serious just sounded too scary. He figured home remedies would be fine; fluids, rest, medicine, and he’d be a-okay.
The next day came by and he felt better, but still off, still kind of warm. Seonghwa felt well enough to go to his classes but he just felt entirely too unfocused. He was usually very diligent in his classes, answered questions, and paid attention, but he kept zoning out, kept feeling a steady warmth that settled in the pit of his stomach. When his classes ended he felt so weak, winded, and barely able to stand because his legs felt like cement, dragging him through campus so he could make it to the bus and go back to his apartment. He was so irritable and annoyed too, and every little thing bothered him the moment he made it home. He put all his anger on his poor roommate, who didn’t deserve any of Hwa’s snarky comments.
“Didn’t I tell you to do your fucking dishes?” He snapped the moment he stepped through the door and saw a few dishes in the sink. Seonghwa never had a reason to raise his voice at his roommate not even over silly things like the dishes. Yes, the younger man was rather sly and a pain in the ass sometimes, but he meant well; Wooyoung had been there for him through whatever was going on with him; he seriously was a true friend.
“I will don’t worry,” Wooyoung said with a chuckle before he really got a good look at Seonghwa, his smiling becoming more stagnant, he looked worried. “Are you sure you’re okay? You just seem a little off. Maybe that fever is still getting to you.”
“I’m fine. Do your dishes is all I’m asking. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go shower and go to bed. Don’t bother me.” Wow, he really was sounding bitchy, but paid his attitude no mind when he soon went off and did as he said. He just hoped by the next day that whatever cold he had would go away or he’d have to go to a campus health center because the last thing he wanted was to worry his parents about anything. Sleep should cure him, he told himself, as he readied for bed and went to sleep; the more rest, the better.
When he woke up the following day, a much different kind of warmth was rushing through him, not necessarily unfamiliar, but it wasn’t something he often felt; he was horny, extremely horny. He had his fair share of morning wood before, but nothing to this extent. He had flings with alphas, omegas, betas, men, and women alike over the years so he knew of his arousal and sex, but nothing could compare to how he was feeling. It was almost scary how aroused he was, waking up and immediately jerking off and it felt like heat was continually pooling into his abdomen. He was so hot, his mind was hazy and strangely enough, he had such a high urge to get dicked down.
It had been a while since the last time he had sex, but absolutely nothing could compare to how much he needed it now. He was losing himself, jerking off so much and cumming more than he thought he should in a short period of time with just jerking off with a nonexistent refractory period. Seonghwa didn’t know where the sudden wave of arousal came from, didn’t know why his body was reacting in such a way, to begin with, but all he did for god knows how long, was just jerking off. What really clued him in on what was happening to him was the odd secretion coming out of his ass, leaking like a faucet into his sheets.
His brain couldn’t process anything else and he didn’t even notice his roommate checking on him.
“Seonghwa, I just wanted to see—” The words stopped upon seeing the state he was in. “Holy fuck…”
“Woo… Wooyoung… please help me, I—” Seonghwa didn't even have time to be embarrassed because he was cumming for the nth time and his body still wasn't satisfied and he started to feel cramps in his stomach.
“Wait here.” The omega said before leaving Hwa completely delirious and whiny. The cramps were steadily getting worse, becoming a stabbing pain that didn't mix well with the high level of horniness and Seonghwa just didn't know what was going on with him at the moment. Then Wooyoung came back holding something Hwa could barely decipher through his hazy vision; it was a pink dildo with something bulging around the end, placing the toy right next to Hwa.
“Woo I—”
“Thank me later.” Is all that was said before the omega left him once again.
Seonghwa was so out of it as he eyed the pink silicone toy, dizzily grabbing for it. He hadn't used a toy in a while and it didn't look like a normal dildo either with the end of it looking almost like an alpha’s knot. He didn't even prepare himself, figuring he didn't have to with all the wetness dripping out of him. He even used the copious amount of substance to lube the toy up before he began pushing it inside himself.
The sensation was immaculate.
The toy slipped inside him so easily, too easy, but it felt oh so good, better than anything he's felt in a while and Seonghwa was just focused on the bursting pleasure all over his body. He didn't have any rhythm, no real coordination with his movements, but it was brisk, the wettest sound ever mixed with his loud voice. The knot of the toy kept catching on his rim, keeping him shaking and moaning with the need for more. His mind didn't know what more was but one thing it did bring to light was that knot.
He wanted to be knotted.
Seonghwa has never felt so out of control, so on edge to the point he felt like he was boiling from the inside out. The toy was subsiding his cramps, building up more pleasure than he's ever felt in a sexual sense. He was frantic, moving the toy so fast, moans growing louder. “Oh my God— oh fuck! ” He angled the toy towards that precious pleasure center, aiming for it with each thrust. His mind provided an image of someone on top of him, just a figure as an image of someone fucking him. It only made him ram that toy inside himself harder because he needed it.
He had to have sounded pornographic with how he was practically screaming, completely falling apart on that toy. That burning coil within was beginning to snap, a pressure building so much and he was soon pressing the knotted end into himself with a scream catching in his throat. He came all over himself once again in an instant, feeling so much more stretched out than should be possible.
It should be humanly impossible to cum so much. He was a mess, exhaustion beginning to fester as he just laid there in his mess of sweat, drool, tears, and copious amounts of fluid and cum ruining his sheets as he breathed heavily. He slowly began easing the knotted end of the toy out, whining as he tried to relax enough for it to slip out. When it did finally come out, that substance was pooling out of him profusely, further ruining his sheets (washing won't do he had to throw them away).
Seonghwa managed to come to his senses for a moment, that hazy feeling lingered, but his consciousness was coming back. He laid still, mind running with what just happened and all the questions he had that he knew he couldn't answer. The arousal wasn't completely gone, but it had subsided to the point where he could at least think straight and wasn't leaking anymore. He didn't think about it too much, just got up and cleaned himself, threw away his sheets and scrubbed out the wet stain on his mattress before putting on new ones.
Once everything was cleaned up, he went to the kitchen to find Wooyoung there, preparing some food, and nearly dropped what he was holding upon seeing him.
“Seonghwa! Oh, God… How are you feeling? Do you need anything? I have some food for you and water for you and I'll give you my waterproof mat too.” The younger spoke frantically, almost worrisome. Seonghwa looked rather unfazed, kind of confused more than anything because Wooyoung was treating him like he was on the brink of death.
“Thank you. I'm okay now. My body is just going through something.” Oh, sweet Seonghwa, it was much more than that. Wooyoung's eyes widened for a moment, looking stunned at Hwa's choice of words.
“Dude, you're really calm for just presenting as an omega right in front of my eyes.” Then it really started to dawn on Seonghwa what really had happened; yes, it was more than his body just changing.
Seonghwa didn't even know what to say. His mind is both shocked and scared at this new revelation. He had to tell his parents this which he knew might be tricky. He had to go to the doctor, get heat suppressants probably as well as scent suppressants—
Wait, his scent.
“Do I smell like anything?” He asked. Betas had more faint scents but even then, he never really smelled like anything. Now that it seemed he was an omega, he didn't really notice a change in his scent. And his senses were lacking before, betas sense of smell wasn't like omegas or alphas when that was heightened. To him, Wooyoung's scent was warmer, a spicy scent like cinnamon and cloves, and Seonghwa could only smell it deeply if he was near Woo or the other was going into preheat.
“You don't smell like anything to me. And maybe because I'm an omega and it's different, but even then I could usually smell a faint scent. You're in heat and I smell nothing.”
The layers to the situation just got larger.
Also, Seonghwa's hormones were beginning to get all out of whack. He became emotional, worried beyond belief with the fact that he may not even have a scent, and what alpha would want a scentless omega? He was distraught, clinging onto his omega roommate as he cried into his shoulder. Seonghwa was a little emotional sometimes but now, it has multiplied tenfold.
The fact he was an omega was shocking. It threw off his usual livelihood a bit since he was so in tune with being a beta. It was different now, much different. Change, especially something like this, was always a challenge and Hwa just had to face it. It didn't stop his emotion though, he was still crying and trying to grasp what was happening to him.
“Woo, I'm an omega…” Because staying the apparent obvious was going to make things better.
“Yes, you are,” Wooyoung said, as a matter of fact. “Once your heat is over, you gotta get checked out. But it's okay, you'll be okay.” The younger reassured which calmed him down a little bit.
The very first thing he did was call his parents. They were definitely shocked, maybe even confused, but they said that they still loved him regardless. The only concerning thing was his lack of scent which was rather nerve-wracking, but he tried to not think too much about it. One thing at a time, he wanted to get through his heat first.
His refractory period was also much more minimal than he had intended, feeling heat starting to bubble up inside him again. He was huddled up in his room again, waterproof mat in place, he even got a bunch of his clothes piled on his bed because it just added more comfort even with the lack of smell. And it didn't take him long to be falling into that headspace again, so needy, so hot, with deep arousal that kept him going.
It felt never-ending. Seonghwa felt as if the heat all over his body would never go away and the constant haziness in his mind skewed a lot of his perception. It was bad at some points, where Wooyoung had to physically make him hydrate and eat and something and shower because he was going at it for hours. It took longer for omegas in heat to get through their heat alone than with someone else. He barely slept, only a few hours until his body started raging in flames and he'd be back at it again.
The dildo worked wonders. Seonghwa had to get more of these kinds of toys because the knotted end felt so good. He was able to push the knot into himself so easily the more his hole loosened and all the slick dripping out of him made it even easier and God, the feeling of fullness was amazing. His instincts were kicking in, making him yearn for an alpha as his slowly forming inner omega whimpered for the presence of an alpha; a real knot would probably feel amazing.
It was like that for three days. Three days where Seonghwa, during a moment of rest, had to email all his teachers that he went into heat and that he'll make up the work. Three days of feverish bliss that he didn't even know was possible and yet, it all finally ended and he was probably the most exhausted he's ever felt. When he emerged from his bed with that distinct haziness gone and his mind back to normalcy, he knew he would be done. He took a very long shower and even washed the mat too because of all his fluids before giving it back to Wooyoung.
He searched for his roommate and found him watching TV in the living room with his boyfriend, San, who both looked moments away from forgetting about whatever show was on. Hwa made himself known, clearing his voice loudly, making the two lovers immediately get away from each other.
“Thank God, you're finally done. I'm going into heat in like a week and we shouldn't be synced up.” Wooyoung spoke, giving San a kiss who seemed just a tad bit off put by Seonghwa's presence.
“What is your scent supposed to be? I don't smell anything at all.” The alpha said and that alarmed both omegas.
“N-nothing? Not even faintly?” Hwa asked and San shook his head, even giving the air a small whiff, and still nothing.
“Nope. That's weird. Maybe because you presented so late it messed up your scent.” That could be a possibility. He had to go to the doctor anyway just to figure this all out. It stressed him out a bit, not just his scent, but just being an omega was so new he didn't know how to deal with it. But that was beside the point since he has class work to make up.
Without thinking much about his new acclaimed sub-gender, over the course of the next few days, Seonghwa steadily caught up on his work. He didn't feel any different, felt like he always had for the most part. Since his scent was being weird, he didn't attract any alphas, no one really, and maybe he felt just a tad bit less desirable. He didn't want to go off of stereotypes, but being a beta was just nicer; he didn't have to worry about his scent . Even when he was doing work, he always had that lingering thought about his scent more often than not because he simply didn't have one. It wasn't that important, minuscule really, but he had a different future ahead of him.
Seonghwa didn't have to, but it would be nice to have an alpha. Strangely enough, this was his only “omega thought” ever since he presented. He was still getting more in tune with being an omega even when nothing seemed to be different. Probably the only change was his own sense of smell. In his classes, there were so many different scents, some sweeter, some spicy, some floral, but were never too overwhelming (most students tend to take scent suppressants). This only brought him back to his own nonexistent scent because he wished to smell like roses or berries, maybe even honeydew, but it was just nothing.
Thankfully, Seonghwa was able to go to the doctor on one of his long weekends. He visited his parents, both of them reassuring him that they accept him as an omega and that was so good to hear. He's heard horror stories about certain families disowning their own because of what they presented as and he couldn't be happier that his parents weren't like that. He got more blood tests, and other tests, and one thing that was found was his underdeveloped scent glands. It was a rare condition, one where there wasn't a way to enhance the glands themselves at all. The doctor recommended that Hwa take scent enhancers; some people have scents that are more muted and they'd use the enhancer to make their scents more prominent. For being scentless, it should give him a scent, yet it varied between individuals on what that scent would be.
He at least left the doctors knowing his rare condition and he had a way to help his scent which was all great and helped ease his mind. Since he was an omega, he'd like to be perceived as one; beta status was thrown out the window and with the scent enhancer, things should be better for him; people will know he was an omega. Usually, omegas had sweeter scents, some fruity, maybe citrus, different flowers too, and overall more lively scents. Seonghwa wanted to have a nice scent, maybe even more unique than the rest.
Besides his scent, one of the main things about being an omega is regulating his heat. Since Seonghwa only just presented, his heats would most likely be irregular, maybe miss a month, maybe twice in a month, and it would be like that until his body finally regulated to a cycle. He monitored himself over the next few weeks, he even started keeping Wooyoung's cycle in a log just so he knew when he'd go into heat (he usually spends it with San anyways, but it was always nice to know).
After the doctors and getting on scent enhancers, Seonghwa was ready to live his life as an omega!
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Things were not always easy. He was told the scent enhancer would take a bit of time to work, but it's been a few weeks and no one really seemed to notice a change in his scent. He had a group project with people in his class, a group of all sub genders and none of them ever said anything about his scent. To most, he was still just a beta, but Seonghwa wanted to embrace being an omega, not necessarily parade around in celebration, but at least seem more appealing to others, especially alphas. He's witnessed all the omegas in his classes have some form of affection towards them, even betas get some too, everyone seemed so fond of each other while he was the outcast.
He was a bit jealous, maybe even bitter, but he knew he couldn't let his mood ruin the group project. He continued taking his enhancers, hoping one day he would wake up and a burst of fragrant roses or sweet cherry pie filled the air and made people around him actually notice him (especially one of the alphas in his group he might be crushing on). He stayed hopeful, he knew one day he'd have an amazing scent, and oh, maybe he'll even conjure the guts to talk to the handsome alpha of his group.
Seonghwa's group had a scheduled meeting in one of the work studios on campus. Their project was going well, but they wanted to discuss some fine-tuning and how they would be presenting. He was one of the last to arrive, sneaking in quietly when others were conversing, and setting a few things down. Upon his entrance, those talking stopped abruptly, making odd faces while sniffing the air. Even he sniffed around and didn't smell anything out of the ordinary. All eyes went to him though, one alpha standing and moving towards him, uncomfortably in his personal bubble as he sniffed and held his nose, quickly walking away.
“God, has your scent always been like that, Seonghwa?” The alpha, Myunghoon, spoke while holding his nose. Seonghwa's face went red, embarrassment burning in his cheeks as everyone just stared at him. He wasn't sure what everyone was smelling, but their reactions alone appeared as if it wasn't a good scent, a bad one at that.
“Not a lot of betas smell like rotten eggs.” God, hearing that from the alpha he had a crush on shattered his heart. That alpha, Jaehwan, and the rest of the group started laughing at him.
Great, just fantastic.
“I… I'm not a beta… I-I'm an omega.” Seonghwa decided to clear that up right then which only made his group mates even more shocked. “And my scent glands are underdeveloped and I'm using scent enhancers to help with that and… and—”
“It'd be in your best interest not to use your silly enhancers when we present our project. Don't need you to stink up the class and make us fail because everyone is focused on your stench.” Minsoo, the beta of the group rudely said and everyone began laughing at him again. Seonghwa had never felt so embarrassed in his life, so small and the laughter made him want to run out and cry, but he had to talk about the project. He did his best not to simply break down, clearing his voice to get them to quiet down.
“C-can we please just talk about the project…” And eventually, they did talk about what small things they needed to do while they all took jabs at his scent, telling him to not sit too close to them. This was the complete opposite of the kind of attention he wanted. He smelled that bad? It was a travesty, one where he could barely even focus on the project anymore because he was becoming more self-conscious than anything. He felt less included in the conversation, felt ignored, and by the time they were done, they only told him which part he was presenting. They left Seonghwa there without any more words spoken to them as they walked away in disgust. He kept his emotions at bay, not realizing that his sour mood actually made his scent worse so when he left, a few onlookers gave him weird stares.
He wanted the world to just swallow him. He was humiliated in front of his group and now he had to pass random people and their snarky comments about his unpleasant scent. And he wanted to have some hope, maybe his scent would change after time or maybe he needed a different brand of enhancer, any amount of hope just so he wasn't a laughing stock. He didn't want the people who didn't flock to him to outright ignore him and he was too afraid to face that fact.
He made it back home with too many thoughts running in his head as he tried not to breakdown—
“Hwa, is that you? What's that God-awful smell— Seonghwa? What's wrong?” Oh no, now his best friend was going to hate him too. Wooyoung saw how distraught he was, getting closer to him while wrinkling his nose and furrowing his eyebrows at the smell wafting in the air. And Seonghwa broke down, sitting down on the couch with his head in his hands as he cried out all his feelings.
“I smell terrible!” He exasperated. “M-my whole group made fun of me because I smell like rotten eggs. What omega smells like rotten eggs? The enhancer is doing this…”
“Maybe stop taking it and see if your scent changes. I'm not going to make fun of you, but I'll be truthful, it's not a good scent right now.” Seonghwa's frown deepened. He was presented with two options: he either keep taking the enhancers to see if they actually change his unflattering scent with the off chance of making his scent good or he'd stop taking the enhancers and go back to being scentless.
“Why is being an omega so hard?”
“It's not.” Wooyoung chuckled at that, trying to raise his mood. “You have a condition and you'll get it figured out.” The younger comforted him, grimacing slightly from his smell that was slowly getting less. “But hey, most importantly, that guy you have a crush on, Jaehwan? He was in your group, right? Did you finally talk to him?” Woo wiggled his eyebrows. God, Hwa didn't even want to think about that jerk ever again.
“He laughed in my face because of my scent. Definitely don't like him anymore.” He could see Wooyoung's eyes narrow at that, could tell his spicy scent growing thicker with anger.
“I'll kick his teeth in, me and San can take care of him, and anyone who talks bad about you—”
“Woo, it's fine.” He let out a deep sigh. “I'll give it another week… I just don't want to smell so bad like that's embarrassing.”
“I'm pretty sure you'd rather be scentless than have a bad scent, right?” Which was true and even when Seonghwa wanted a scent more than anything a scent like this wasn't what he wanted.
“I just wished my scent was like yours, spicy, cinnamon or maybe even something fruity–”
“You're already fruity enough.” Seonghwa glared at Woo as the man laughed like a hyena.
“Anyways! I just want to smell good and be as alluring as anyone else. An alpha won't want me, no one will if I either smell bad or don't have a scent at all… Fuck, why did I have to be a defect?” And he was back in his feelings again.
“Listen, see how things go after a week and if you rather have no scent then stop the enhancers. You could wear floral perfume as a mask to having no scent. It's artificial, but it's something.”
“What would I do without a good friend such as you?”
“Probably wallow in sorrow, but see this is why I'm your bestie, I'm here to help and take care of you.”
“I'm older, I'm supposed to take care of you,” Seonghwa whined, Woo rolled his eyes.
“And you do, but let me help you too, okay? Go get some rest, eat the sandwiches I made first then go to bed. No classes tomorrow so maybe we can go get breakfast and I'll find you an alpha!”
“Please don't try to play matchmaker with me.” Seonghwa sneered even though he was quite fond of the younger words. “Seriously, thank you. My emotions are intense sometimes and it's nice to have someone there for me.”
“That's what friends are for,” Woo replied, soon bidding Hwa a good night as he soon was retiring to the kitchen for food before going to his room. There was a lot to think about and consider. He had a week to make his final decision and hey, maybe the enhancers just needed more time to work anyways, he was hopeful.
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Seonghwa quite literally had a week in hell. His classmates caught wind of him being an omega and at first, not having a scent already made him less desirable, but for a full week, he had individuals look at him crazy, hold their noses, blatantly make fun of him, and honestly the most mentally exhausting thing he's ever been through. He tried to ignore the side comments of “ew gross!” and the “what kind of omega are you?” and truly not a single thing was said nice to him (except teachers pitying him).
Probably within half the week, he stopped the enhancers because he just couldn't take the constant shame. By the end of the week, he was back to being scentless and ignored which was just so much better than being made fun of. He'd have to face it, he'll probably never have any sort of mate with his condition, and coming to terms with it now at least would keep his expectation very low for the future.
He guessed his group project went well, they didn't make fun of him and his ex-crush paid him no attention at all. The semester wrapped up at least, which means it was time for their break where Hwa could go home, never take the enhancers again, and look for some expensive floral perfume so he could at least fake his scent. A new semester meant new classes and new classmates. He'll have a nicer encounter with the students since he'll have his fake scent to go off of.
The roses and honey perfume he found smelled divine and he got a few bottles of the expensive small bottles. People could probably tell if his scent wasn't truly his, but he rather that outcome than a stinky scent or no scent at all. Things were looking up already with just having the wonderful smelling perfume at his disposal and he could go into his new classes with a fresh start. Maybe even become enticing enough to be fawn over (that was a big maybe).
After his much-needed break, he was soon back at school with his box of perfume, feeling more empowered than before and maybe even a bit giddy for his new classes. Wooyoung complimented his perfume choice, saying it seemed natural enough that maybe people wouldn't notice, well besides alphas but even then, it was a good scent. Seonghwa had better consciousness, and a better outlook, and he wasn't worried about anything anymore.
Upon classes starting up again, he was getting compliments on his scent which made him beam in happiness. Did he practically dose himself in the perfume, yes, but it was worth it in the end. Even old classmates who literally made fun of him attempted to have a conversation with him, but he was better than that, ignoring those who wanted to flip now because of his new scent (it gave him a confidence boost regardless).
Each day, he got more and more in turn with being an omega from his emotions, how he went about things and reacted, and he still felt as normal as ever. Probably one of the changes he had faced was his hips widening a bit and maybe his ass got a little bigger too which he didn't mind at all, welcomed the changes. He was loving his body and scent so much, feeling more lively than he did the semester before, and even made a few new friends along the way.
In one of his music classes, he became very fond of an omega. The omega's name was Hongjoong, shorter, two-toned hair with one side platinum and the other side black, a wonderful sense of style, and he had the most sickenly sweet strawberry scent Hwa had ever smelled. The omega was quiet, kept to himself a lot and some classmates seemed off-put by his scent which Seonghwa never understood. Maybe the scent was too sweet, nearly artificial smelling, but Hwa liked strawberries in general so maybe that's why he was so drawn to him.
They talked a lot between classes, exchanged numbers after a while, and soon were hanging out. Wooyoung accused Hwa of replacing him with another omega, dramatic as always and Seonghwa would always assure him that he was his best friend. Though, he was becoming very fond of Hongjoong. There was something about this omega that made Seonghwa's own inner omega preen and want to always be around Hongjoong. They were always partners in class, and could talk about anything with each other, and slowly but surely, Seonghwa was developing a crush on him.
It wasn't unethical or anything for those of the same sub gender to be together, but it wasn't as often. Usually, because of the whole mating thing, omegas and alphas were meant to be together traditionally, but it wasn't looked down on if one was with someone of the same sub gender. Seonghwa even talked to Wooyoung about it who told him, quite crudely, to get in Hongjoong's pants already. Hwa wanted to gradually fall in love, test the waters and see if Hongjoong would even want to be with another omega since it was just so rare.
The more he and Hongjoong talked, the deeper his crush had gotten for him. He noticed the little things about Joong, from his infectious laugh, his creativity, his pretty pixy nose, and even though he was rather shy, he still was able to take charge of group projects. Seonghwa was becoming completely enamored with him. And maybe he spent a heat or two with the thought of that pretty omega taking care of him. It was an odd thought because it wasn't like Hongjoong could knot him, but imagination and heat brain worked wonders to make anything possible in his most vulnerable time.
It wasn't until Hongjoong was gone for a full week of classes that made Seonghwa very concerned. He messaged him daily and never got a response back, nothing on where he was or if he was okay. They only ever hung out at places around town so he didn't know exactly where Hongjoong lived so he couldn't physically go check on him. Maybe Joong had very long and bad heats. Omega heats usually last three days on average, but some could be shorter or even longer depending on the person. Hwa himself didn't think he could withstand a heat for more than three days let alone a week.
And Hongjoong returned back to classes the following week as if nothing happened. Seonghwa didn't question him at first, but he was curious. He waited until after their classes were done and they were alone on one of the benches in the courtyard. Hongjoong had brought a few snacks for them, that beautiful smile brighter than the sun and made Seonghwa's heart do flips in his chest, and maybe he was really down bad for the omega.
“Hey, Hwa! Are you going on the class trip?” Hongjoong asked and truthfully, Seonghwa forgot all about the trip. For their music class, the teacher had planned a trip to one of the famous music camps held at a beautiful resort. Obviously, they'd all be there for musical purposes with vocal training, dancing, instruments, all of that, but it was a resort so it would still be fun.
“Oh yeah, that. I think I will! It'll give me a chance to work on my voice more so I can sing better.” Seonghwa replied and watched as Hongjoong rolled his eyes.
“I've heard you sing, your voice is amazing. I don't think a voice as good as yours can be improved.” God, the compliment made Seonghwa blush brightly, and made butterflies swarm in his stomach as his inner omega fed off the praise.
“You're flattering me, but thank you.” He said with as steady of a voice he could manage. “But I also wanna work on my dance style too. I've seen you dance, your movements are so fluid and good.”
“Says the one who actually won a dance competition. But I can definitely teach you a few things even though I know you don't need it.” Seonghwa wasn't sure if Hongjoong was being nice or blatantly flirting with him, but it wasn't good for his heart and he really wanted to discuss Joong's long, probably treacherous heat.
“You're only inflating my ego.”
“Deserved because you're very talented. A talented, pretty beta— I mean omega.” Seonghwa's eyes widened at that small slip-up. Hongjoong thought he was a beta this whole time even with his perfume. He completely bypassed the fact Joong called him pretty because this new information had his mind swimming.
“Wait, did you think I was a beta?” He asked and he wasn't mad or upset, just curious on how Hongjoong would even come to such an assumption.
“I mean… I know your scent isn't real. I have a strong sense of smell and can tell if something is natural or, in your case, a very nice smelling perfume.” He paused before letting out a deep sigh. “I didn't want to assume anything actually, but I just wasn't sure. I didn't think to ask because I didn't think it really mattered at first because we hit it off pretty well, but—” Then Hongjoong stopped talking, running a hand through his hair as a small blush began forming on his face.
“But…?” And there were a lot of thoughts running through Seonghwa's mind now. He didn't know omegas could possess an incredible sense of smell towards other omegas or even betas. Since omegas were more likely to mate with an alpha, they're able to pick up alpha scents much easier than others whereas alphas have very high scent receptors towards everyone, even other alphas.
“I-I didn't know if you'd ever be interested in someone like me…” This whole conversation was becoming more surreal by the moment. Did Hongjoong like him? Seonghwa knew Joong said him being a beta or omega didn't matter, but what if that was a deal breaker? Maybe Joong was looking for a beta, but if he knew Hwa was an omega it'd ruin their chances of ever being together.
This circumstance didn't seem all that good.
“I've been interested in you since we first started talking. You're very nice to be around, you're smart, handsome, and level-headed while also being kinda hot-headed, and your strawberry scent is so good.” His blush grew darker and he could see Joong's own blush darkening too. “I'd be lying if I said I didn't like you more than a friend.” This was probably the least romantic confession, but it was out and now all Seonghwa could do is see if feelings were truly mutual.
“And you probably think I'm an omega, right?” Hongjoong's eyes looked away from him and Hwa furrowed his eyebrows, confused at that statement.
“Is… Is it bad that I do think that?” Seonghwa responded and Hongjoong just laughed.
“It's not, I'm used to it really. Not every day you're cursed with a disgustingly sweet scent as someone who's an alpha.”
Holy shit.
“Wait, so you weren't gone for a whole week because of your heat?”
“For my rut actually. It's not always a week, but not having anything or anyone to knot into makes it stretch out much longer than it should.” This whole situation made Seonghwa have a revelation. He was afraid that since he was an omega, the off chance Hongjoong would want to date him was low because he thought maybe Joong was more into alphas, but now things were different. Hongjoong was an alpha, an inordinately sweet-smelling alpha while he was a scentless omega masking his no scent with a perfume.
“So let me get this straightened out: you're an alpha with a scent so sweet you can be mistaken as an omega while I'm an omega with truly no scent, but I'm practically giving myself a scent. And it seems we both like each other and were too afraid to advance anything.”
“Yeah, that's basically it. My condition is weird. Been made fun of ever since I presented as an alpha because I didn't smell like a ‘true alpha’ whatever that means. I got used to ignoring the weird stares and odd comments because I'm not letting a scent take away from what I am.” Hongjoong was much better at not letting things get to him and that was probably his alpha instincts kicking in. “And I liked you regardless of what you are. I was just confused about your scent. We kinda share the same dilemma in a different way.”
“So what you're saying is, I have a chance with you…” And Hongjoong burst out laughing at that, moving closer to Hwa to grab his hands, bringing one up to kiss the back of it.
“You do. Maybe we can go get something sweet. We can go to that Boba shop nearby and, you know, test the waters. Hope my scent isn't too much for you.” Seonghwa's heart just soared. He really did have a chance with Hongjoong, had a chance to see if there really could work out and be more than just friends.
“Y-yes! I'd like that. And trust me, I really like your scent.” Maybe his inner omega knew Hongjoong was an alpha this whole time, and that was why he was falling for him so easily too.
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Seonghwa and Hongjoong became boyfriends in record time. It only took a few dates and conversations to realize just how perfect they were for each other. Hwa was a bit self-conscious though, worried that not having a real scent would make Hongjoong become bored with him, but the alpha always made sure that he'd never leave him. Hongjoong even encouraged him to not mask his lack of scent which was hard to do because he was so used to his fake honey rose scent. Baby steps, one day he'll go without his perfume.
Hongjoong finally met Wooyoung who was skeptical at first, did the whole threatening spiel about if he hurt his best friend he'd snap his neck and Hwa had to calm his excited friend down. For an omega, Wooyoung was very protective of his friends and he never let anyone be mean to him or his friends. He was accepting of Hongjoong though, said his scent was different because he smelled so sweet but other than that he grew to like the alpha. They even met San too and they soon formed a little friend group. He also met Hongjoong's friends and his friends became Hwa's friends and now it really was like one big happy family full of chaos.
Seonghwa didn't think he would feel love like this. After being ignored or made fun of, he never would have imagined that anyone would actually like him. Hongjoong saw past his scent though, saw something in him that was appealing and Joong tended to compliment and praise him a lot. He always felt so good around Joong, loved and cherished, and yes, love was such a strong word for only having been dating for a few months, but he felt it. There was some deep bond between them, like a soulmate fairytale, like he truly found his other half.
He loved Hongjoong with all his heart.
Seonghwa wasn't sure what was going on with his heat cycle but he was very late from his schedule and he had the resort trip to worry about. Joong said how his rut was the week after the trip so he wasn't too worried. Oddly enough they've been dating for a few months now and they haven't helped each other out in their vulnerable times (or any sex for that matter). Hongjoong claimed he didn't want to hurt Hwa because he could get pretty aggressive in his ruts, but Hwa always wanted to help, wanting to experience a full rut with his lovely boyfriend. Plus he was kind of the same way, he didn't want to say or do anything inane in his heat so he just went through it alone. They both promised each other that in their next heat or rut, they'd help each other out.
Now the resort. Getting there was a nice scenic route full of wide plains, and the countryside, and it wasn't the longest ride either, just a few hours. Hwa spent his time cuddled up next to Joong on the bus, enjoying his strawberry scent more and more each moment. Upon reaching the resort they were split up into groups and thankful the lovely couple was together. The downside was that their rooming was strict so omegas and alphas couldn't room together which was fine, a few days without sleeping with each other wasn't the end all.
The resort itself was beautiful and was on the beach side. The interior of the hotel was huge and elegant, with white and gold decorations with an almost Victorian look to it. It was stunning, the nicest thing Hwa has ever seen up close and not on television. Since it was the first day at the resort, they had free time just to look around and do whatever they wanted. The couple decided to just eat something and go to the beach after they unpacked everything.
They went their separate ways for a moment to their designated room. Seonghwa went through his clothes, wondering what beach outfit he should wear, and stumbled upon a bikini. Now, he didn't actually think about wearing it, but just the thought of seeing Joong's face when he stepped out in a bikini was enough to make him put the delicate material on. It was a soft baby pink color, the bralette part sitting comfortably on his chest and the thong part did nothing to cover down below but he wore shorts with it. He gave himself a once over in the mirror and yes, he was cute. Obviously, he doused himself in his perfume before heading out once more.
He was confident in his body, knew he could wear anything he put his mind to it, and even with the few odd stares, he strutted his way towards the lobby area to meet with Joong. He only waited a few moments before the alpha emerged, wearing a wetsuit and shorts whose eyes widened upon seeing Seonghwa. He, too, was at a loss for words since he was so used to seeing Hongjoong in baggy clothes, but seeing him in something so form-fitting really showed off his broadness, his biceps, his thick neck, and it absolutely weakened Hwa's knees. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before snapping out of their daze to finally go to the beach.
It was the perfect day for swimming, warm air with a cool breeze every now and then, a cloudless sky, and the sun illuminating the pearly white sand. The couple set up their area with towels, an umbrella, and a small bag of snacks. Seonghwa knew Joong couldn't keep his eyes off of him, glued on his body lines, tiny waist, and defined muscles all enhanced by that bikini. He encouraged Joong to go swim while he soaked up the sun for a bit and the alpha was reluctant at first but the cool sea was calling his name.
Seonghwa watched as Joong went for a swim while he bathed in the wonderful sun. He put some sunscreen on and just enjoyed the radiance, enjoying, even more, the smell of sea salt and crisp air. He also did some people watching, seeing individuals run around in the sand, some playing on the beach volleyball course, and overall having this day just to play around brought joy to Hwa, which relaxed him.
Some time went by and Seonghwa smelled a deep wooded scent, almost suffocating from an alpha that decided to stand right above him, smiling down at him.
“What's a pretty little thing like you doing all by yourself?” Seonghwa inwardly cringed, and outwardly rolled his eyes.
“I have a boyfriend.” Was the first thing out of his mouth which made the unknown alpha laugh.
“Feisty, I like that.” Then the alpha bent down, getting closer to him which made him move away. “You don't have a bond mark. Your boyfriend is not doing his job. How could someone so sexy not be mated yet?” In a moment like this, Seonghwa wished for a natural scent that gave off how angry and uncomfortable he was.
“How about you leave me alone? It's none of your business what I and my boyfriend do.” Seonghwa snapped back. He could fend for himself, but this alpha was rather persistent, moving in closer with a smirk on his face.
“Oh, come on.” Then the alphas rest a hand on his thigh. “It seems like you need a real alpha to take care of you—” Seonghwa swapped that hand away, moving up a bit to push the man away with a glare.
“Don't touch me.”
“I'm just trying to have some fun—”
“Lay a hand on him again and I'll bash your fucking skull in.” Seonghwa's eyes snapped up to that familiar voice and saw Hongjoong look like he was fuming, fist clenched, his scent smelling of bitter strawberries. The moment he saw Hongjoong, he couldn't help his thoughts from being anything but unsavory. The wetsuit showed more of his muscles, his wet hair fell into his face all tied in with his angry expression— it was hot, so fucking hot.
“Don't tell me this is your boyfriend.” The alpha laughed. “He's a runt and what is this scent? You'd be better off with any other alphas that's not him—” Hongjoong grabbed the man by his hair and yanked him back. His other hand gripped the front of his shirt as he bared his teeth, eyes narrowed in while the alpha was taken aback by the action.
“There are too many people around here so I'm gonna give you a warning; don't touch him, don't even look at him, if I catch you talking to him again I'll rip your fucking throat out. Am I clear?” The alpha looked absolutely mortified, nodding his head and scurrying away when Hongjoong let go of him. Seonghwa was astonished, watching that supposedly tough alpha be reduced to fear in a few words and running off. He heard Hongjoong say “stupid prick” under his breath before he put all his attention onto Seonghwa who had become, unfortunately (fortunately) turned on.
And how couldn't he? A wet Hongjoong with his deepening voice, putting another alpha in his place was like a wet dream, and Hwa's inner omega was whimpering. It didn't help that he was sex deprived, and every little gesture Hongjoong did was not good for his heart (or cock). Even when Hongjoong was apologizing for acting like a “macho alpha” to protect him, Seonghwa could only wave him off, choosing not to speak because he's pretty sure he'd moan if he opened his mouth. Hongjoong began to scent him, letting his strawberry scent fill Seonghwa's senses, and God, that made his whole body heat up.
Seonghwa's body began to develop that feverish feeling, something familiar and definitely at the worst time possible. The difference is that the rate at which his body was changing was exponential, almost alarming as he tried not to think about the inevitable. It was impossible, especially since Hongjoong was close to him, planting short kisses on his cheeks and neck, and seemed to realize right then what was going on when Hwa began biting his lip to suppress his noises.
“Seonghwa are you…?” He asked and Hwa gave a weak nod. Of course, his pre-heat would start the first day of their trip and he'd like to blame his sexy boyfriend for it. They packed their things up, Hwa moving a bit slower because the fever was spreading throughout his body faster than ever while his omega began to whine and beg for his alpha. They got their things and Hongjoong steadied him, making sure Hwa wouldn't stumble too much because his legs did get all wobbly when he was in pre-heat.
They went to one of the coordinators and explained the situation who was ready to force Seonghwa to go through his heat alone due to their protocol about alphas and omegas being together, but Hongjoong was not having that. It took quite a bit of discussion and Hwa was falling steadily into his heat brain as time passed, but soon the coordinators said it was okay since they were a couple. Luckily, the resort had heat/rut rooms for moments like these. They were escorted to the rooms and Seonghwa was slipping fast, faster than he's ever had with his pre-heat and he knew his real heat was going to start soon.
Once in the room, Seonghwa was immediately all over Hongjoong, kissing him, grinding against him, pressing in as close as he could so he could be one with his scent. Slick was leaking out of him, down his thighs, dampening his bikini bottoms and shorts.
“N-need you… need you so bad. Please, alpha! ” Seonghwa moaned against his lips. He felt so out of control and even more so since he never went through a heat with anyone else and that someone being his alpha boyfriend heightened his senses. Hongjoong had picked him up and eased him into the bed, kissing him fervently, grinding back against him and holy fuck, Seonghwa needed his cock, needed his knot, needed Hongjoong.
“I'll take care of you, baby don't worry,” Joong said as he began kissing down Hwa's neck, sucking small marks into his skin while paying extra attention to the bond spot on his neck. Seonghwa tilted his head to the side so Hongjoong could just easily bond them together, make them one, but he only teased that area to Seonghwa's dismay. Hongjoong's lips were so dangerous, feeling like small sparks over his heated skin. His bikini top was pulled up and lips pressed against one of his nipples, licking the hard nub, sucking on it and the stimulation was already getting to be too much. Nimble fingers played with his other nipple, thumbing it slowly, squeezing it between two fingers and Hwa let himself moan loudly, bucking his hips and soon cumming in his shorts, ruining them with cum and the profuse amount of slick.
“Hongjoong!” He moaned out for his alpha who growled against his chest; he was so sensitive. “P-please, please more!” He begged, he could beg so easily in this headspace he was falling into by the minute. Hongjoong's touch felt so good, his scent was so good, just everything about Hongjoong made his mind spin into submission.
He wanted to scent Hongjoong back. Even in his heat brain, he wanted to pretend that the perfume he used was his scent so he could flood Joong's senses with it. And it definitely didn't hurt to try and pretend just for a moment as he tried to bring Hongjoong back up, kissing him first because he could never get tired of those lips before he began scenting him, knowingly giving him no scent at all. But Hongjoong groaned and started grinding rougher against him and Seonghwa could smell how his scent was changing ever so slightly from strawberries to that of a strawberry rainforest, more earthy.
“My omega… Fuck, you smell so good…” And Seonghwa moaned at that, his alpha liked his scent, and Hongjoong's scent was so overwhelming in the most perfect way. They continued to just scent each other, grinding, kissing, until Hongjoong was nearly ripping his shorts and bikini bottoms off, marveling at all the wetness gathered below as he dragged and lifted Hwa's legs up.
“Joong! O-oh fuck— fuck!” There was no warning at all when Hongjoong just dived into licking at his hole, slurping through his slick, eating him out with great enthusiasm. Seonghwa has never been eaten out before, never even pondered trying it with past flings, but experiencing it now, it felt better than he could imagine. Hongjoong's tongue was magical, the way it licked over his hole, swirled over his balls, down his perineum before pressing ever so slightly into his hole.
Seonghwa was shaking, completely falling apart on just Joong's tongue that licked inside him so good, too good. He held onto Hongjoong's hair, keeping him there, letting him feast for as long as he wanted to. He was sobbing, breathing heavily, rocking his hips down enough to practically ride Joong's face as he continued to devour him. Then Seonghwa was soon facing yet another climax, that tightness inside unraveling so quickly as he came all over himself again with a scream upon his lips. He knew more slick was water-falling out of him, probably drenching Hongjoong who didn't complain in the slightest.
Hongjoong did resurface and it was so sexy seeing his mouth dripping with his slick and he noticed those eyes; there was hunger in them, something primal in the way they glow, and telling just by how strong Hongjoong's scent has gotten, Seonghwa believed he was going into rut. Seemed like the world wanted their cycles to sync up.
“Joong… alpha! Need your knot! Please, please, please, I need it! I'm yours, all yours alpha, to take and use. Make me yours! ” The haziness in his mind was taking over completely. He soon felt fingers press against his hole, swiping through the mess, and it sounded so lewd. Two fingers pressed into him easily. He whined, he didn't need prep, but it seemed like Hongjoong just wanted to tease him.
“My pretty omega. You sound so good, so perfect, and you're all mine. No one else gets to see you like this, no one ever will see you fall apart, just me, your alpha.” Yes, yes, yes all his, he belonged to Hongjoong.
Joong's fingers moved briskly accompanied by the wet squelch that was emitted each time those fingers moved in and out. And Hongjoong was kind of sadistic, a smirk on his face while he fingered Hwa who held onto the sheets, crying out how much he needed more, how much he wanted to get out of foreplay and onto getting fucked.
“ Oh God! Please, Hongjoong… I'm just a hole, your hole! I want to be full of cock and your knot— fucking breed me! ” And that was probably one of those wild things he said in his heat brain, but it definitely spurred Hongjoong on as he removed his fingers, pressing those fingers against his lips.
“You want me to breed you? Fill you full of my cum? You want my pups that bad?” Seonghwa felt so dizzy, so aroused, and moaned around those digits as he licked at his own slick.
“Yes! Fuck— please, please fill me with cum! Just a cumdump, your cumdump omega…” And truly Seonghwa was just saying anything now because his heat was in full swing and the only thing on his mind was cock, knot, and to be bred. He did get pretty submissive, turning more mindless with nothing else in his head. Hongjoong understood though and even though he was probably going through his rut, he knew Seonghwa needed him more than anything.
Seonghwa watched as Hongjoong was beginning to take off his clothes, revealing his perfect body, defined chest, and abs, and Hwa wished to run his tongue all over that wonderful body. His mouth watered upon seeing Hongjoong's cock, a little above average, thick, and the slightly forming knot on the end. Seonghwa wanted to choke all over it, but he needed it to stretch him out more than anything. Once Joong was completely exposed, Seonghwa soon found himself folded in, lips bruisingly connecting to his as he felt that cock glide against his hole.
Hwa let out a breathless mantra of please, begging because his whole body was boiling, he wasn't sated, and he just wanted to feel all of Hongjoong. And thankfully he wasn't teased for long, soon feeling that thick cock press carefully into him. He came immediately at just being filled, body spasming, becoming overstimulated even when he needed more, so much more.
“Oh fuck! You feel s-so fucking good… so, so good!” The praise was music to Seonghwa's ear. Joong started up at an even pace, with moderate force and it felt so good. Finally, they were having sex, being connected in the most intimate way. Their voices fit together so well, their bodies molded into one as if they really were meant for each other. All the lovey-dovey stuff, and even when it was so fucking good, Seonghwa needed more.
“Fuck me! Ah-hnng fuck! Fuck me hard, please!”
“D-don’t wanna hurt you—”
“W-want it to hurt— oh fuck— fuck! R-ruin me, please ruin me for anyone else— ah god— M-make me yours… claim me! ” Seonghwa was losing his mind, but that seemed to be the last thing Hongjoong needed. He watched those eyes become darker and could feel Joong growl against his throat, before latching his teeth on his mating spot.
“Mine.” That was all Hongjoong said before he gripped onto Seonghwa's hips, mounted him, and started going faster, thrusting harder, drilling into him ruthlessly.
Seonghwa had never been fucked like this, so rough that every breath was fucked out of him. His sounds were loud, moaning and wheezing which was accented by the lewd slap of Hongjoong's pelvis against his ass. He could feel the beast inside of Hongjoong wanting to come out, could feel it in the way his hips pistoned so fast like he never wanted to stop and that knot forming, catching on his rim deliciously. He dug his nails into Hongjoong's back, scratching along it while he was pounded repeatedly.
Hongjoong had the stamina of a God. Even when Seonghwa was cumming over and over again, clenching around that amazing cock, Hongjoong never relented, he kept going. Hwa could feel that knot swelling so much, wanting to pop inside of him, and yes, God yes he wanted to feel it; he wanted Hongjoong to knot him so much that he passed out. When Hongjoong started dedicating every thrust to his prostate, he felt like he was in heaven, felt his ears ringing like angels were singing because it just felt so good.
When he came for the nth time this time, he finally began to feel overwhelmed, exhausted, and yet Hongjoong kept going. All Seonghwa could muster out were broken sobs, wheezing out whines, his mind completely dumbed down with nothing in it except for how a good hole he was for his alpha. He did feel Hongjoong begin to falter, could feel those thrusts growing sloppier and erratic, and he knew Joong was close. He braced himself, he was so ready for his knot.
“Y-yes! Yes, baby… knot m-me! Alpha! ” He cried out and started feeling that knot press into him with every uncoordinated thrust.
“Fuck! G-gonna knot you— shit! Gonna make you mine…” And Seonghwa tilted his head again, waiting for Hongjoong to bond them together.
Everything escalated to a plateau. Hongjoong was soon pressing his full knot into him which made Seonghwa scream, body quaking as he came once more. He felt Hongjoong's cum spill into him, pumping him full, making him whimper at all the cum filling him. Then he felt teeth on his neck, biting down on that sacred spot there and he began thrashing, cumming again as he was finally bonded to Hongjoong, his alpha, his love.
He could feel some of the heat dissipate from his head, beginning to feel satisfied for the time being with their scents mixed together—
Wait, their scents?
Seonghwa could smell the intense strawberry rainforest from Joong, but he could also smell something familiar, honey and roses like his perfume. He let out this scent and Joong practically purrs. They bonded and that seemed to have triggered his natural scent to come through. They stayed basking in the afterglow, waiting for Joong's knot to go down which Joong only ground his knot slowly inside of him.
“J-Joongie—”
“God, I love your scent…” Hongjoong said as he kept grinding his knot into him and Hwa kept whining. “Not done with you yet wanna breed you so much.” And those words alone made Seonghwa fall right back into his headspace.
It was going to be a long couple of days.
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Half their trip was spent together in their respective heat and rut. Once finally subsided, they were both able to think clearly while feeling even more connected than ever. Seonghwa didn't want ever to leave Hongjoong's side, he felt so safe and protected, loved unconditionally, and he felt the exact same way toward the alpha. They cuddled together, cleaned up from the mess they became, and just spent time relaxing in the room.
“So… Do you take contraceptives?” Hongjoong broke their quiet moment. It definitely was the elephant in the room because heat and ruts tend to make individuals more fertile and they weren't exactly exercising safe sex practices (heat and rut brain makes one forget the simple things).
“No, but I can?” Seonghwa questioned. It wasn't like he didn't want kids but he wasn't sure if Hongjoong wanted kids because they never talked about it before and—
“I can hear you thinking. I only asked because I wasn't sure if you wanted to have kids.” Seonghwa took a deep breath to relax his thoughts.
“I mean I do, but maybe not now if that's okay.”
“That's totally fine. When you're ready to have kids just let me know.” Hongjoong gave him a warm smile, kissing his forehead. “I'd love to have kids with you someday.” That made Hwa smile, made butterflies swarm his chest like he was falling in love all over again. That was definitely a future thing and he'd definitely get contraceptives for now.
“I can't believe this.” Seonghwa chuckled.
“Believe what?”
“That we are mated. I used to think no one would want a scentless omega, but I was proven wrong.” He kissed Hongjoong gently.
“I didn't think anyone would want an alpha that smelled so sweet, but here we are. I think fate really did bring us together.” Then Hongjoong sniffed the air. “I don't know how, but your perfume became your scent. So fresh and sweet, I love it.”
“I guess you mating me brought my scent out. Strange phenomenon, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, your scent seems richer like a forest now. We really were meant to be.” They were both smiling at each, stupidly in love with one another. “I do miss your strawberry scent though because I like strawberries.” Seonghwa pouted which made Joong kiss his pout away, chuckling.
“Our scents changed for each other. Maybe I'll smell like a strawberry sometimes.” Seonghwa rolled his eyes before just cuddling closer to him.
“We should probably get up and actually do the activities planned,” Seonghwa spoke up. That was the point of the trip and they kind of had a minor hiccup.
“Yes, I know. But later, I just wanna be with you only right now.” Hongjoong responded and Seonghwa couldn't argue with that; just laying within each other's arms while whispering sweet nothing and praises towards each other.
They were such an unlikely pair, but fate really worked in mysterious ways.