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It was truly terrible timing, actually. Between the crawls and school, Will had been incredibly stressed. He’d never really had the chance to let his body fully relax. So, when everyone had been out of the house and there were no planned crawls, he gave in. He allowed himself to rid his body of any stress and took a well-needed fucking nap.
…Only to be awakened, mid dream (one featuring Mike Wheeler and his hands), by an all-consuming pain in his abdomen and a burning flash of heat engulfing his entire being. A quick look at the clock showed that it was around 3 pm–he’d only been out cold for around two hours before the throbbing set in.
Will was sweating profusely, panting like a dog. All he could feel was warmth running through his body, originating below the belt. Will groaned as he took in his symptoms, recognizing the telltale signs of preheat. It was only a matter of time before slick coated his inner thighs, and an overwhelming feeling of emptiness engulfed him.
Whining, Will shifted uncomfortably in his nest, only to realize that it was all wrong. So, so wrong. He whimpered lowly as the haze began to blur his surroundings. He stumbled to his feet at the base of the steps and clumsily tried to make his way upward, only to fail.
His mind was beginning to get the haze that he’s only gotten once before in California. Will knew that he’d been putting off his heat with suppressants for too long, and now that he was in a space that was drenched in his ideal alpha’s scent, it all came to a head. His body was giving up on him, refusing his continued denial.
Mike.
The one who should be home by now–the only one who could help him. If Will was going into heat, he didn’t want anyone to see him this way, but he couldn’t get up the steps in this state. He’d fall and crack his head open, and he really didn’t want anyone to see him bleeding out whilst gushing slick.
He knew what he needed. Water, non-perishable foods, towels, and other things he couldn’t think of right now. He couldn’t get it himself, but maybe…
“Mike!” Will shouted, voice hoarse. Cursed fumbling and rushing feet ran toward the basement door, answering the cry.
Mike quickly appeared at the steps, his expression slowly shifting into one of recognition as he took in the sweet scent of omega preheat. He cautiously made it down the stairs as he took in Will’s disheveled appearance, the prominent flush in his cheeks, and his overwhelming scent filling the entire basement.
“Mike…” Will breathed, putting his hands on Mike’s shoulders. All the alpha could think about was how Will’s palms felt like they were burning into his shoulder through his shirt, and how he wished he could engrain the feeling into his veins–the feeling of Will, his scent, his everything.
“Mike!” Will shouted, knocking Mike out of his stupor.
“Sorry, sorry, what’s wrong?” Mike said, tilting his head slightly.
Will couldn’t help his groan as he put his head into his palms. Why did he have to fall for such a stupid alpha? Fuck him, honestly.
“Mike, I’m going into heat. I need you to get supplies for me and call my mom or Jonathan, alright? Just tell either of them the situation. If you can’t get a hold of my mom at Melvalds, try Hop’s cabin or even a walkie-talkie. Just get a hold of them.” Will commanded as he shifted in his spot, panting slightly. He couldn’t help but bite his lip as Mike grabbed onto his wrist to steady him.
Mike’s long fingers held firmly onto Will’s secondary scent glands, causing the omega to whine inaudibly, much to his embarrassment.
Mike couldn’t do anything but nod, like the fucking idiot in love with his best friend that he was. ‘Cause holy shit, you mean Will’s scent is gonna get even sweeter than this? In just a few hours, maybe even a couple of minutes, with the way he looked, Will was going to be writhing naked in Mike’s basement, surrounded by Mike’s scent?
He could just imagine it now: Will in his nest, sweat dripping down his navel to the curve of his thighs, and all Mike wants to do is taste every sweet bit of skin and map out the entirety of Will’s body with his tongue as he begged for Mike–for Mike’s fingers, his mouth, his cock.
The alpha couldn’t help but gulp at the image, his gaze flickering between the increasingly hazy look in Will’s eyes and his wet mouth. Sweet Jesus, he needed some air or something other than Will’s scent. Despite how much Mike loved it, the smell made it incredibly hard to think clearly.
Maybe that’s why he spoke before realizing what he was saying–even he was surprised by the words coming out of his mouth, as if he were an outside observer.
“A–are you sure? Maybe…I can help?”
They stared at each other dumbly, Mike’s face starting to burn just as bright as Will’s. And so they both stared at the floor, faces flushed and averting eye contact.
“W–What?” Will asked hesitantly, through increasingly aggressive panting, “You don’t know what you’re saying, my scent is getting to you.”
Mike just shook his head, his hands letting go of Will’s wrists to cup the back of Will’s neck, causing the omega to melt, knees growing weak. Will had to lean his forehead against Mike’s collar.
“I know what I’m saying,” Mike admitted quietly. “I want to help you, Will. Not because of your scent, not because I’m an alpha and you’re an omega, but because you’re Will.”
Will stared at him for a few moments, taking in Mike’s earnest expression, before he groaned at the feeling of another cramp.
“Okay,” Will gave in, voice soft. His scent continued to spill out of him, almost choking Mike with its intensity, but he refused to acknowledge it. Not when Will was finally asking for help for once.
“You can help me with my heat.”
Seeing Mike’s bright smile made Will think he made the right choice for once in his tragic life.
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There was no speaking; the only sounds left were purely animalistic in nature.
Will panted as he brought more of Mike's sweater (that Mike had practically forced on him when Will started taking off his clothes as he began to overheat) to his nose. He grunted in pain as he buried his face into the pillow (which also smelled like Mike) as his heat proceeded to rampage through him.
His back arched as he pressed his nose deeper into the pillow, his pupils overtaking the green of his eyes as he inhaled Mike's scent.
The omega let out a high keening noise as he raised his hips higher, the sweater hanging loosely on his body as he hurriedly pulled off his pajama shorts, leaving him in his underwear, whimpering as everything grew hotter and hotter. He felt like he was boiling, as if his skin would melt off, leaving nothing left but a puddle of slick.
And yet…
Through it all, Mike hadn’t left his side. The alpha tentatively rubbed the base of Will’s spine and over his hips as Will groaned in discomfort. He cooed at Will’s whines and gently coaxed Will from his position on all fours to more comfortably lie on his back.
He pressed a palm to Will's forehead and cursed.
“Fuck, Will, you’re burning up,” Mike brought a damp towel to Will’s forehead as his fevered state intensified by the second, “C’mon, you’re almost through the worst of it. You’re doing so well, Will, such a good omega.” He started rubbing Will’s lower abdomen to soothe the cramps that rippled through.
Will’s scent sweetened even more as Mike praised him. Mike's eyebrows raised as he took in the scent growing more ripe by the second. The alpha’s pupils dilated as he tried to tone back his instincts. Will’s arousal lingered in the air, yet all Mike wanted to do was praise and take care of him, to hold him as he gave into his carnal urges. He made a note to come back to that thought later.
Mike stammered an apology when Will whined, unaware that he had stopped his massaging. He quickly continued his ministrations, even as he tried to ignore the way Will’s scent grew sweeter and more delectable. All the while, the omega became even more complacent in Mike's arms, sinking deeper and deeper into his heat.
Mike bit his lip as he brought a water bottle to Will’s lips, which he hadn’t noticed until that moment (liar), just how plump and kissable they were. God, he loved caring for his omega.
Mike gently pushed back Will’s hair that stuck to his sweaty forehead, his eyes examining Will’s face for any sign of discomfort. He couldn’t believe this was what he missed when he was stuck in Hawkins away from Will. He’d never seen Will as vulnerable and open (not even during his possession in ‘84) as he was in that moment, and he cursed himself for ever missing any of his previous heats.
Will was needy.
Mike couldn’t help but feel guilty for not being there during Will’s first heat like this. The year in which they didn’t spend any of their cycles together was the worst Mike’s ever had. Embarrassingly, during his first real rut, his alpha whined and pleaded for Will. He had to pull out one of Will’s flannels and use his scent to relax (read, get off). He tried not to look too ashamed when he put it in the wash to clean off the stink of his alpha scent, mostly feeling distraught as he washed away the omega’s scent.
And now this delicious and sweet fragrance was calling Mike's name, swirling around him and locking them together with an invisible tether.
He took deep, measured breaths as Will finally sank into his nest, his cheeks flushed so prettily. His lashes were wet with unshed tears as he looked into Mike’s eyes with pure adoration. Mike watched his face, soothing his cries and wiping his tears as he crooned lovingly.
And for a second, everything seemed to snap into place for Mike.
This was his omega, the only one he’s ever wanted. The one he has craved like a drug since he knew what wanting was. All he wanted, no, needed was that scent of spice and amber to linger on him. He wanted to revel in the scent of Will for the rest of his days–he didn’t need to smell anything else ever again, only Will, and he’d be satisfied.
Mike realized that it’s been Will his entire life; every dream of the future has had Will in it. Dreams of them playing D&D for the rest of their lives, or of them working together on a Comic book with Mike watching him draw at the table, happiness filling his heart. Then, he’d pull Will up to slow dance in their kitchen filled with unopened boxes to a song only they could hear.
In his imagination, his omega danced in a club with eyeliner on and a familiar twinkle in his eyes as he looked at Mike. Will, with a clear mating mark on his gland, as he lay on Mike’s lap and looked up at the alpha reverently. Will and Mike, in the living room in a home they shared just for them, where Will sketched in the margins of Mike’s notebooks. Will, sweaty with hair plastered over his forehead, holding a curly black-haired pup in his arms in the hospital, looking up at Mike with tears in his eyes. Just Will, always.
Will. Will. Will. Will.
He loved Will, loved him so fucking much. The snarky yet kind omega who’d been his best friend since they were five. If soulmates were real, Mike was 100% sure he would be with Will in every universe, even in a universe where they never met; he’d always find his way back to Will.
And now he was in Will’s nest, a sanctuary for omegas where they felt the safest. And Mike was the luckiest alpha in the world to hold and soothe Will in his arms during his most vulnerable times.
“Mike,” Will heaved for air as he looked up at Mike, “It’s going to come soon, okay? You can go upstairs–”
“I’m staying,” Mike insisted. “I don’t care, Will. You’re my priority over anything, and I will be staying.”
Mike's face flushes as he realizes just what he said. “I mean, if you’d let me. If you truly want me to leave, then I’ll go as soon as you say the word.”
Will’s heart skipped a beat at Mike’s flustered state. He couldn’t help the hope that bloomed in his chest as he took in the nervous look on Mike’s face. Maybe. Just maybe…
The omega couldn’t help it, honestly. One moment, he was futilely resisting the urge to be engulfed by the overwhelming heat coursing through his veins, and the next, he took a whiff of Mike’s emerging arousal, causing a wave of slick to drip down his thighs and onto the mattress. He allowed his heat to consume him; he gave in to the feelings of emptiness deep inside him and was overcome by the need to be filled.
He let out a sharp sound, his gaze softening to mush as he looked at Mike. Mike’s eyes grew darker as he took in the smell of Will’s slick dripping onto his nest. The mess only got worse when Will whined and haphazardly pushed his underwear down, now clad only in Mike's oversized sweater.
His breath caught in his throat as Will looked towards him with pleading eyes. Mike stared into those doe eyes and wondered how he could ever deny him anything. Those hazel eyes that entice him and lure him in like a siren's song are the same ones practically begging for his touch.
Will got up slowly, a strange bout of lucidity in his face as he sat on his knees. He looked up to Mike questioningly, as if asking for permission, as his eyes darted down towards Mike’s lips.
All Mike could do was smile as his heart started beating wildly in his chest. He wrapped his hands around Will’s devastatingly slutty waist and carefully pulled the omega onto his lap. Mike rested his forehead against Will’s as they held a silent conversation through their eyes.
And very slowly, Mike softly grasped Will's hand, bringing it up to his lips to press a soft kiss against the omega’s knuckles.
Will chuckled at the feeling as Mike brought his hand to the back of Will’s neck. For once, Will didn’t think of the Mindflayer, nor the sensitivity surrounding his neck. He focused on the grounding feeling of Mike’s palm softly rubbing the back of his neck, lightly stimulating his scent glands, and slowly trailing to his jaw.
Will’s heart almost beat out of his chest as he looked into Mike’s eyes, which seemed downright devotional. It was as if he was trying to commit this to memory. Will’s breath hitched as Mike’s face moved impossibly closer. Mike's other hand let go of Will’s to cradle the other side of his face as if the omega were something precious.
And then.
Their noses brushed, and for a second, everything was still. They searched each other's eyes, and Mike smiled ever so softly as his thumb rubbed Will's jaw before he ever so slightly pressed his lips to Will’s.
Will whimpered into the kiss as Mike groaned. After so many years of pining, it all comes to an end as Mike kisses Will until they are breathless. Their lips slotted together as their scents bloomed with affection and warmth. Finally giving in to something that once seemed forbidden and wrong, and now all they would notice was just how tender and sweet the moment really was.
Their breaths mingling and heartbeats syncing as the warmth between them bubbled into a heat simmering beneath their skin, Will’s more so. The outside world had been forgotten, and they were the only two existing in the sanctity of Will’s nest, while they lazed about.
But it wasn’t enough for Will, who soon laced his hands into Mike's curly locks, kissing him hungrily, with a greed that seemed to be practically begging for more.
“Mmmph–” a broken sound escaped his lips when Mike’s hands let go of his face and instead grasped his hips. He could practically feel Mike’s palms burning through the fabric of the alpha’s sweater. Maybe it was all Mike’s intention all along, to keep Will surrounded by his scent till it felt heavy on his tongue and lingered in the air. He gasped as Mike began to nip at his lips. Mike smirked as he slipped his tongue in.
More broken whimpers escaped Will as the heat in his veins intensified at every touch Mike left on his body.
Will was painfully hard at this point; Mike could feel it as they made out, teeth clashing, all messy and sloppy. Little choked whimpers left Will’s lips that would go straight to Mike’s cock. Enough to make him groan, and take his hands off Will’s hips to hurriedly hike the sweater up so he could press Will closer to him and revel in the feeling of Will against him.
“Mike-” Will mewled against his lips. Breathless, shameless, Will ground his hips down onto Mike’s lap, and broke their kiss to leave wet kisses down the slope of Mike’s neck. Mike hissed as the cool air hit his wet skin.
He paused as he reached Mike’s collarbone and pouted as he realized Mike was still clothed.
“Off. Off. Off. Now,” he said hurriedly as he pressed more desperate kisses to Mike’s scent gland, enough to make Mike growl as he pulled off his tee, revealing more of his semi-built frame.
Will pulled away slightly, admiring Mike in a way that made him flush. He bit his swollen lips once more as he built up courage for what he's been wanting to say ever since Mike came down the basement.
“Mike, please spend my heat with me. I need you.” He whispered against Mike's skin as he dragged his tongue across his scent gland. The musky scent of petrichor clouded his senses, thick and warm.
A groan slipped from Mike's lips as he tilted his head to the side, giving his omega all the more access, “Are you sure, Will?” He breathed as he dug his nails into Will’s waist. His eyes hooded slowly, blinking down at Will, who was still perched on his lap.
The sheen on Will’s swollen lips glistened, and a rosy flush disappeared down his chest and down the sweater as the soft, warm lights of the basements painted him in a breathtaking, ethereal way. Will was just so beautiful. His lip gloss had smeared on both his chin and his alpha’s face.
“Please-please, Mike, I need you so bad,” he pleaded as he nipped at the alpha's neck and, for the second time that day, he rocked his hips against Mike's, letting him know just how much he needed him, just how much his body ached and yearned for him.
He mewled at the contact, but Mike’s hands were firm as he gripped Will’s hips. The lust and want grew inside, wanting to give in to temptation and consume him whole. Will was his omega, his only desire, and he wanted nothing more than to cherish Will and take care of him during his heat.
Will mewled as he felt his slick drip, and he just knew by now there must be a puddle on Mike’s lap. And there was no way Mike wasn’t aware of just how wet the omega was as he writhed on Mike's lap.
Mike cooed as he watched Will squirm on his lap. The alpha was, without a doubt, incredibly hard beneath Will. He pressed a small, reverent kiss to Will’s forehead, and he maneuvered in a way that allowed his thigh to press between Will’s thick and plush thighs.
Will begged, “Please don’t make me wait anymore, Mike.” His eyes were wet with unshed tears, and all Mike could imagine was Will taking his knot with his makeup running down his cheeks. As if driven by an invisible force, his hips ground down on Mike's thigh.
The alpha groaned as he felt more slick drenching the fabric of his sweats, his breath catching in his throat as Will stared at him hungrily. His eyes all-consuming as he slid his hand up the alpha’s bare chest, he felt how hard Mike’s heart was racing and how his breath seemed to come out more ragged by the second. He felt his inner omega purr at the feeling. He could feel Mike’s hardened length beneath him, and he could only imagine how it would feel inside.
“You know Will…” Mike gasped as Will ground his hips down on Mike's thigh, the alpha's voice barely a whisper as his gaze met Will's. There was no playfulness in Mike’s voice, only a raw sincerity that made Will’s legs tremble. Mike meant it when he said that no one mattered to him more than Will Byers. He didn’t need anyone else, but his omega, and he wouldn’t let anyone get in the way of them anymore.
“You have no clue what you do to me. When we met in the playground all those years ago, you captured my heart with your scent and smile. Now, you're all I will think of for the rest of my life. You’re my heart, Will Byers. “ And without a heart, he was nothing.
“Mike…” The omega’s eyes cleared of their haze, more lucid than throughout this whole ordeal. The omega’s voice was a mere whisper as he looked deeply into the alpha’s eyes. It was words like that that touched his heart, and it’s always been so easy for Mike to touch his heart. And in this moment, he felt treasured, adored, and respected, like he was the only thing Mike would ever need in his life.
Michael Wheeler has always been the sweetest, kindest person he’s ever met, even if he was a snarky asshole most of the time. Mike's words were thick with emotion and radiated a truth that seemed written in the stars. Will knew that in every universe, Will would always be the heart that Mike wore on his shoulder. And Mike would always be his soul, the one to bring out the best in him, the one who would hold his soul and cherish it forever.
“Mike, meeting you has always been the best thing that’s happened to me. Every moment with you over the years has always been the happiest time of my life…I’m happy. You complete me. “ Will’s lips curved into a smile, soft, warm, and sickeningly fond, carrying the weight and feeling that have always gone unsaid between them.
“I never thought I’d live happily ever after, I’ve only seen it in movies or in stories, but with you, I can’t help but think one day we’ll have our happily ever after together, especially when all of the stranger things are over.” He whispered, reaching and cradling Mike’s jaw and stroking his thumb reverently. Mike’s grip on his hips tightened, and his eyes shone with thick emotion.
“I love you, Mike, ” the omega whispered as he looked into Mike’s eyes, “It’s always been you.”
A tear ran down Mike’s face, more threatening to fall. Will cooed and wiped his tears as Mike rested his forehead against Will's and chuckled wetly. His chuckle turned into a wet laugh, and he swooped his arms around Will and peppered kisses all over his face, making Will giggle. Mike laid Will down in his nest, the scent of both of them lingering in the air. Mike then plopped himself beside Will and pressed their lips together.
This kiss was different, softer, and pouring with so many unsaid words that made Will’s eyes tear up further as he melted into the kiss with Mike. Mike pulled away, and Will blushed when a string of saliva connected them as they parted. His heart beat louder as he looked at the alpha’s swollen and bitten lips. And the heat he attempted to push away started to creep back, wrecking his body in a shiver.
“Mike, stay with me for my heat…Please, I need you.” Will whispered as Mike began nipping at the omega's neck. He let out a soft mewl as Mike turned his neck to the side to get more access to Will’s glands. He began mouthing at Will’s scent gland, leaving tiny nips as he dragged his tongue lower and lower down his collarbone.
“I am at your will to use as you please, my sweet omega.” Mike teased as he slowly brought his hands down to the bottom of the sweater that Will had on. He took his lips off of Will’s neck to place a soft, chaste kiss on the omega’s lips. Mike smirked as he unzipped the sweater and pulled it down Will’s shoulders.
The basement was quiet, save for the soft thud of the sweater as it fell from Will, leaving him bare and vulnerable. Yet, his veins were thrumming with need as Mike moved to hover above him.
Mike almost came right then and there as he looked down and saw how Will was practically melting underneath him. He looked absolutely sinful underneath Mike. The omega’s chest was flushed, a sheen of sweat seemed to cover his entire body, and upon close examination, he saw that Will looked to be painfully hard, and if he breathed in deeply, he could smell Will’s sweet scent of arousal in the air. But what made him let out a groan was when he looked at the omega’s face.
God Will was beautiful when he was so needy. Will’s face had a permanent flush, and his hair stuck to his forehead as he panted, his eyes were wet with unshed tears, his eyeliner had been smudged already, and his mascara seemed not to be far behind. His lips were swollen and bitten, and his wide eyes looked into Mike’s with such need that the alpha almost gave in to his whims. But he knew for a fact Will had never done anything of this sort before; he had to be patient.
They looked deep into each other's eyes for a split second before they were all over each other. Kissing, licking, and hands exploring each other's bodies with the eagerness of people who restrained themselves for so long. There was no need for words to be exchanged between them at that moment because they knew they both wanted nothing more from each other.
Relishing in the heat of Mike’s body against his, Will moaned, a noise that ripped itself from the back of his throat, as the alpha slid his leg between his thighs and gripped his hips, holding them in place. The alpha knew just what he needed, where to touch him, as his hands guided the omega to grind down against his knee as Mike sucked bruises into his neck. Fuck.
Maybe it was the way that Mike seemed to revel and preen as he devoted every touch to make the omega feel good or just his heat in general (probably the latter), but either way, Will was dripping for him.
“Mike-” moaning and hissing, Will threw his head back in pleasure as the alpha’s hands guided his movements as both his dick and throbbing heat pressed harder against Mike’s thigh. The direct friction against the material of Mike’s sweats had him yelp, both in pain and pleasure.
Mike’s eyebrows furrowed as he heard Will’s noise of pain. “Are you okay? Is it too much?”
His grip on Will’s hips loosened slightly.
“Mike, get those pants off now. I don’t want to feel like I have carpet burn at the end of this.”
“Fuck, yeah, of course, baby.” A slight shuffling noise filled the air as Mike tried to shuffle his pants off his legs, awkwardly kicking to the side.
“Mike,” Will said as he blankly looked up at Mike. “I love you, but I have to get off you for you to get your pants off. You’re seriously an idiot sometimes.”
Mike pouted as he sat and shuffled his pants down his lanky legs. He made the mistake of looking at Will in the same position and finally acknowledging the slick that had drenched the fabric of his pants in the first place. Will looked delicious, with his chest heaving and his hips angled up ever so slightly, but it also gave him the smallest view of Will's slick entrance. He would be an idiot if he didn’t notice that Will’s dick was smaller than average, which could be blamed on his omega biology. But he also noticed that they both looked equally delicious. Forget Lucky Charms being magically delicious; he needed his tongue buried in Will yesterday. (not sponsored btw)
As soon as his pants fell, he noticed just how hard he was, his dick straining against the fabric of his–
“Seriously, Mike,” Will laughed as he looked at the boxers, biting his lip as he noticed exactly how hard the alpha was for him.
“HEy-” his voice cracked, and a strong blush covered his face as embarrassment flowed through him, “Transformers are totally in.”
“Yeah, if you’re twelve–” A pillow hit Will in the face as he cackled.
“You’re going to regret that later, Byers,” Mike said, blushing, but his eyes were hard as he kissed Will harshly and positioned himself over the omega, who opened his legs to make space for the alpha.
“Ah fuck, Mike–” Will moaned as Mike slipped his leg between Will’s thighs, gripping his omega/’s hips as he ground Will against his thigh, groaning as he felt Will’s slick, soaked slit (say that 5 times fast) press against his bare thigh.
“C’mon, baby, take what you need, you wanted this, didn’t you?” Mike teased as Will whimpered and rolled his hips against Mike’s thigh, chasing friction.
“Mi- Mike! Please–” The sweet scent of honey and amber spread across the basement, no longer light and fragile, but thick and rich and so fucking strong. “Fuck, it feels s-so good.” After almost two years without a heat, suppressing his needs and desires, he was incredibly sensitive and couldn’t hold back any of his noises. He also knew they could be as loud as they needed with everyone out of the house. But the scent of his heat would linger in the basement, mingling with the strong scent of his alpha, his Mike.
“Why don’t you tell me about your first heat, huh?” Mike teased as Will ground his hips against his thigh.
“Fu-Fuck Mike, it’s embarrassing to tell you about that,” Will whined as he ground his hips and licked his lips, tongue swiping out in a way that had Mike entranced. His lips looked so pretty.
“Don’t be nervous, I mean, I’ll tell you about my rut, it's probably equally or even more embarrassing. I-I mean, it was my first one… without you, I just want to feel like we were there with each other." Mike bit his lip as he heard the omega keen beneath him, slicked up folds grinding against the alpha’s thigh in a way that made Mike’s mind almost turn to mush. He could hear him, hear the squelch of Will’s wetness as he grinded on his thigh.
“F-Fine, it was terrible,” Will’s hips hitched up, he whined before continuing,” I-I felt so bad. You’ve always been with me for my heats, but this was my- fuck- first sexual one, I woke up so hot, and wished you were there. I mean, sure, I've gotten horny before, but it felt so different.”
Mike paused and kissed Will’s neck to soothe him, “My rut was horrible, I had a drop, and I felt like I wasn’t there. You weren’t there to help me, and my alpha felt so lonely. I ended up almost destroying my room trying to find your scent. I did unholy things to that flannel you left with me. I was so embarrassed cause it felt like everyone heard me calling you during my rut. I think my alpha has always seen you as my omega.”
The omega whined, grinding against his thigh once more as he felt more slick leaking out of him. The thought of his alpha thinking of him during his rut was almost entirely too much. Just thinking of Mike whimpering into his flannel as he popped his knot, calling out his name, simply made his legs shake and quiver. “During my heat, I had the second floor to myself. I had my face buried in my pillow -hah- as I touched myself thinking of you, I had to -fuck- try not to call your name out. I missed you so much. Most of the time, I just wanted you there to hold me like you always did during my heats. I really needed your scent. ”
“Oh fuck Will-” those words went straight to Mike’s dick, just imagining a crying Will ass up in bed leaking as he touched himself, trying to stay quiet so no one hears him begging for Mike’s knot.
“I’m here now, we’re spending this heat together, aren’t we? When my rut comes, I’ll- mmph- knot you, give you my pups.” The alpha practically groaned as he dug his nails into the omega’s hips, feeling the slick coat his thigh, its sweet scent coaxing Mike to look at the moaning omega below him.
Will moaned at the thought, a keen emerging from the very depths of his throat.
Hearing the sounds that Will made beneath him and knowing it was because he was giving the slightest bit of pleasure to Will made Mike feel so incredibly proud of himself. His inner alpha was pleased that he was taking such good care of his omega and practically begged him to knot his omega. “You sound so beautiful, Will, so perfect against my thigh, so wet for me. Fuck.”
He groaned as he gripped Will’s hips desperately and ground him faster, feeling the omega’s dick and swollen clit bump against his thigh. He let out a high keening noise, and slick seemed to coat his thigh by the second, which made it feel even more incredible for the omega. The alpha was proud to have his pretty omega slick on his bare thigh.
“You’re all mine, aren't you? C’mon, Will, say it, and I’ll give you more.” He grasped Will’s hips and forced them to stop moving against his thigh. Will let out a choked sob as Mike rubs small circles in his hips soothingly.
“Shhh, baby, don't cry, my sweet omega, don’t cry, I just need you to say it for me.” Mike breathed as the first tears started to come out of Will’s warm, hazy hazel eyes. He didn’t want to admit it, but seeing Will’s eyeliner drip down his face did something to him as his cock throbbed in his boxers.
“I’m only yours, Mike, your omega, I can’t wait to carry your pups– Ahn!,” Mike groaned deeply and rolled Will’s hips slowly on his thigh, “And take your knot, and–” Will cut himself off with a moan as Mike pressed his thigh deeper between his thighs.
“Only yours,” Will repeated, grounded by the firm, secure touch of his alpha. It wasn’t controlling like a majority of other alpha assholes in Hawkins High, but instead possessive. Not at all rough, but instead, soft and strong, yet intense all at once. Mike Wheeler was definitely the alpha for him, worth giving everything to; his body, heart, and soul bared in front of Mike.
And Mike had not made fun of his vulnerability; he cherished it, and Will, devoted to him as if he were Jesus on a cross, a devoted jester to a princess, a knight to a king, a paladin to a cleric. He looked at Will with such love in his gaze that it made his inner omega only want to bare his neck and bear Mike’s pups for the rest of time.
Mike relaxed his grip on Will’s hips and pressed his forehead to Will’s, his own eyes wet as he pressed his lips to Will’s softly, their lips melding together, pressing deeply as if trying to merge as one. Mike nibbled on Will’s lip and tapped Will’s hips to move, to take what he needed from Mike.
The alpha was incredibly gentle and still as Will tentatively rolled his hips against the alpha’s thigh. Will grew more confident as the makeout grew more and more messy, teeth clacking, and the omega’s noises reverberated in the basement as he responded to the pleasure. Mike cupped the back of Will’s head and wrapped the other hand around his waist. One of Will’s hands tangled into Mike’s curly locks, making the alpha whimper whilst being at the omega’s mercy.
Will had never been this close to someone ever, had never kissed anyone in his life until tonight, and he always imagined lackluster warmth and passionless sex with an alpha his father had haphazardly chosen for him. However, now, Mike treated him like something precious, something fragile. He treated him with such care that it stirred a primal instinct inside him.
“Mike…” he murmured, his breath ghosting Mike’s lips. “You’re so good to me. You’ve always been so good to me. Why?” His chest heaved and fell with each breath he took, skin flushed and covered in a sweaty sheen as his hips rolled against Mike’s thigh, small moans leaving his lips.
“You’re my heart, didn’t you hear? You’re my life, my future, and I love you more than anything in the world. Is that not enough? If you asked, I'd bear my soul for you, I’d fight a million demogorgons just to lay my eyes upon you, I am but your humble servant Will…”
Will couldn’t help the laugh that left his lips. God, Mike was such a sap and a huge nerd. A shy smile bloomed across Will’s face, his inner omega delighted, charmed, and foolishly in love with his stupid alpha. He couldn’t blame his omega for it because Mike Wheeler was so sweet, and geeky, and loved with his entire heart. He pulled Mike in for another kiss, whimpering as he felt more slick drip out of him. Guess he loved his stupid nerd. Maybe one day Mike could whisper morbid physics facts between his thighs while sucking marks that his shorts could never fully cover.
Mike’s hands explored the curves of Will’s body, his hands begging to learn and map out every detail on his body. His hands traced Will’s hips reverently, his hands pausing as he took in the scar on Will’s navel. He rubbed his thumb over the scar as if to soothe the wound that had already healed. He didn’t want to bring it up now. He moved so he was kneeling over Will as if the omega was something he was praying to.
Mike was clearly worshipping his body, mouthing at his clavicle, whispering sweet nothings against the soft skin and rough scars, stories he didn’t quite know yet. He was marking him, claiming him, and Will could do nothing but melt deeper into his nest and take all of Mike’s devotion. Mewls and whimpers slipped past Will’s lips like water, like a song only meant for them, laced with affection and pure pleasure. Will did, in fact, enjoy what Mike wanted and yearned for the same, if not more than Will did, sweetly putting his omega’s needs first.
After all, this was the first sexual heat they’d spend together, and hopefully the first of many cycles. And what surprised Will the most was not that Mike was spending his heat with him, but the fact that with every touch the alpha gave, he felt more in control of his own body and thoughts, the haze that was clouding his vision suddenly sharper, all the more sensitive to the alpha’s affections.
“How does this feel?” Mike rasped as he flicked his tongue against Will’s nipple and sucked experimentally.
“Fuck, Mike–” Will moaned low in his throat, practically feeling the slick oozing from him onto the nest. “It’s so good, Mike, you’re making me feel so good-” He was flushed from head to toe, his heart pumping rapidly as he felt Mike’s lips curl into a teasing smirk. Will groaned as he came to the realization.
“You already knew, didn’t you? You just wanted to preen under my praise like a bird,” Will huffed as Mike laughed.
Mike said nothing. But the small chuckle he let out answered for him perfectly.
“Get back to work, lover boy,” the omega remarked, hissing as the cool air hit his nipple. Mike obeyed, not saying anything else as he wrapped his lips around Will’s other nipple and sucked on the bud, tweaking the other with his thumb. He smirked once more as he nipped at his nipple, fangs grazing the tender skin, and heard the omega’s responding yelp, though he did notice that his omega shivered under Mike’s attentive affection. Mike was such a goddamn tease that Will could just imagine torturing him during his next rut.
“As you wish,” he remarked smugly. He always knew The Princess Bride was one of Will’s weak points.
Mike stopped teasing his nipples, gliding his hands down Will’s sides as he hovered above Will and pressed a soft kiss to his swollen lips. He wiped a tear that Will did not realize actually fallen. The omega wondered if he looked as wrecked as he felt. Mike’s hands drifted, his hand on Will’s waist as he looked at Will, asking for permission to look, to touch, to worship the gift that was the omega male before him. Thank god for the embarrassingly thorough sex talk Nancy gave him.
“May I?” Mike asked, more like begged cause he’s a simp, he’s the og yearner.
“Yes, please, Mike,” Will breathed out, not even thinking before he answered, just eager for more. His doe eyes were dark with lust as he raised his hips and spread his thighs for the alpha. This was the moment he’d wanted his entire life; he shivered with anticipation. All he wanted to see was if he could make Mike Wheeler go feral, to be consumed by his need just like Will.
And he definitely did.
When Mike got a full look, a lingering look, Mike’s eyes widened. If Will thought his pupils were dilated before, it was now that it seemed like the black of his pupils fully consumed his eyes. His breath caught in his throat as his hands stilled where they hovered over Will's hips. His lips parted slightly, his mouth watering as he gazed upon Will’s spread thighs. His pussy was dripping slick, so much that there seemed to be a puddle beneath him. His dick was painfully hard, and Mike didn’t need to flip the omega over to see that he was leaking from the other end, too.
Will was sin incarnate, and Mike was no more than a man who gave in to temptation and lust, devoting himself to the deepest pits of Hell for his debauchery.
“I didn’t think you’d like it this much,” Will said cockily, a small smirk on his face as he looked at Mike's dumbstruck face. It was rare to see Mike like this, his breath forced from his lungs, and he was frothing at the mouth at the sight of Will spreading in his nest just for him.
Despite his face being steaming hot, Mike was trapped in Will’s gaze and couldn’t move from the opposite end of Will’s nest. He snapped out of it in a second, a growl originating from the very depths of his throat. Mike’s pupils dilated, and his nostrils flared, taking deep breaths in to smell the heavy scent of Will’s slick arousal. He moved quickly, driven purely by instinct as he pinned Will’s hands above his head, trapping him underneath him, and his hand slid down between the omega’s thighs. He whimpered loudly as he felt Will’s slick-coated inner thighs, listening to the whimpers escaping Will’s throat. “Will, you're going to make me go insane, you’re so beautiful- so beautiful.” He lapped at Will’s scent gland.
Seeing Will lying pliantly underneath him, bare, vulnerable, and beautiful, hair a wavy mess, eyeliner running, and lips glossy and wet with spit, made his restraint weaken. He was throbbing, his cock leaking in his underwear as he pressed against the omega’s thigh with a whimper.
A soft mewl escaped Will’s swollen lips as he tentatively bucked his hips against Mike’s palm. Despite how his body yearned with want, he latched his lips to Mike’s collarbone, sucking marks along the way and tracing them with his tongue to make the alpha shiver under his affections. “Make me feel good, Mike,” he whispered in the alpha’s ear.
At those words, Mike’s resolve broke, almost creaming his pants embarrassingly quickly. He moaned, pressing his fingers against Will’s soaking wet pussy. With the graze of his fingers, he could feel exactly how Will was throbbing. He wanted to bury his face between the omega’s thighs and make Will cum on his tongue. He just wanted to taste his slick and silently mourn the slick that went to waste on the nest. “Can I taste you, baby? I need you on my tongue. Please.” Mike begged quite pathetically as he peered down at the omega underneath him. His eyes pleaded, filled with a ravenous hunger.
Will would’ve laughed if Mike's begging didn’t make him release even more slick. The idea of Mike’s tongue buried inside him made him clench on nothing, pushing more slick. “Hmm…” The omega hummed as he raised himself on his elbows and stared into Mike’s eyes with a teasing, hungry gaze. Will felt strangely proud at rendering Mike weak to his whims.
“Please, please, Will, I need to make you feel good, God, I can practically taste your slick on my tongue already–” It seems Will’s nonexistent prayer came true; he had truly gotten an alpha who wasn’t afraid to beg, who wanted nothing more than to please him. At this point, Will was fully convinced that he might have been a selfless, good person in a past life. He must’ve been something special to bag an alpha like Mike Wheeler. Who knows? Maybe he was a handsome hero who saved the world from the fire nation, or a bald kid with a crazy glowing head tattoo. But hey, that’s just a theory. A film theory!
“Yes,” Will whispered, and then pressed his lips up to kiss him again, a sweet, tender kiss, with Mike nipping at Will’s lip playfully as the omega tried holding in his giggles. The alpha excitedly broke away as he moved to kiss and worship Will’s skin as he moved lower with each kiss. He left soft kisses and sucked marks in a trail down Will’s body. The alpha bit into Will’s plush skin, his canines not quite puncturing his skin, but they will inevitably leave lasting marks.
Will would surely look like he was attacked and ravaged by a wild beast (his thighs, hips, stomach, and, sure, call him greedy, but he was able to sneak in some bites on his biceps). Will totally did notice and had to bury his head in a pillow as he tried not to laugh in Mike's face as he bit on his arms. Mike would forever believe Will did this because he was shy and turned on. Mike had lapped at his bites that barely broke skin, looking increasingly proud of himself with each mark.
He continued this until he was finally at Will’s thighs, and he couldn’t help but notice how bare his inner thighs looked compared to his entire body. He gently nudged them to spread wider and had to run his hand through his frizzy curls as he watched Will go pliant in the nest, letting his knees go limp on both sides of his body. A shuddering breath escaped his lips as his fingers grazed Will's frenulum, watching how the omega’s dick twitched at the slight touch. Will seemed painfully hard, his body reacting to all of Mike’s affections.
A choked whimper left the alpha as he saw how the omega’s inner thighs were absolutely coated in slick. Was this all because of him, of the thought of his alpha? Did he know just how beautiful he looked? Naked, bare, vulnerable. Was Will aware that he yearned and dreamed for nothing more than to taste every inch of him, how much his inner alpha craved to claim him as his own? He babbled praises as his hands went to rest on the omega’s thighs, spreading them wider and licking his lips as he just watched Will.
“Fuck, Will, you’re so pretty, so fucking pretty- all for me, for your alpha.”
Will keened as Mike spread his thighs impossibly wider. He was so, so wet, and all he wanted was to pull on Mike’s curls and bury his head in his pussy till the omega was brainless from pleasure. He felt himself shiver under the alpha’s watchful gaze. The alpha cupped his pussy, seeing how swollen he was, how soaked he was.
Mike was entranced by the sight of Will’s pussy. It was so pretty, soaking wet, all for him. His inner alpha practically howled in excitement, and he could feel himself drooling. “You’re perfect, Will, so pretty like this, spread out for your alpha like a buffet.” Mike’s hot and heavy breath hit Will’s exposed pussy, making him whine.
Mike knew this was only for him, and he didn't even let Will make a breathless snide comment. No one could have prepared Will for the gusto Mike had as he dove into his lovely meal.
“Ahn–Fuck, Mike!” The alpha’s tongue traced figure eights over his clit, going down to gently kiss the mouth of his cunt, feeling the fluttering of his hole against his lips. He gave the omega a mixture of kisses and licks, moving back up to Will’s clit, sucking hard, reveling in the way the omega’s back arched beautifully under his ministrations. He licked a long stripe through his slit, giving into his instincts as he let his tongue delve deeper into the omega.
Will squealed, his hands frantically burying into Mike’s hair and digging into his scalp. His head was thrown back in pleasure as he felt Mike’s nose pressing against his clit, whilst his tongue slid into his folds. There was no hesitation, just an obscene, ravenous hunger combined with the need to please. Pleasure wracked up Will’s spine as his pussy twitched and fluttered under Mike’s skillful mouth. Maybe Will had finally found the perfect way to shut Mike’s annoying ass up.
“You taste so good,” Mike moaned softly, catching every drop of the omega’s slick from his pussy with his tongue. “The most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted, Will, just wanna, Fuck~” Honey dripped onto his tongue, making him feel drunk off of slick. Years worth of tension crumbled, and neither of them could hold back.
“Just wanna have you on my tongue every–every day. Fuck. I need to be buried in your thighs, Will. I’d happily die here, crushed by your legs, if it meant dying with your taste on my tongue.”
Will’s vision blurred as tears pricked his eyes, blurring and mixing with his eyeliner, leaving dark trails down his face. He could faintly hear loud whines and moans; it took him a moment to realize it was him howling and whimpering Mike's name. He rolled his hips against Mike’s face frantically tugging his hair closer, running his fingers through his messy curls.
“And all this is for me, for your alpha. Such a generous -hah- omega.”He slurped at the folds of Will’s pussy, reveling in the sinful, lewd noises as the omega writhes in his nest. His hips unknowingly rock against Mike's face, wanting to feel his alpha. Will was feeling sensations throughout his entire body that he never thought possible. The alpha focused solely on his pleasure, loving every whimper and moan that left the omega’s lips.
Mike was grunting and whimpering Will’s name repeatedly, not even bothering to come up for air. He didn’t know exactly what he was doing, but it felt right to be buried in between Will’s thighs as the omega’s head went fuzzy, his eyes rolling back as he tasted Will’s slick, lapping and sucking.
With his hands gripping Will’s thick thighs desperately, Mike sucked and licked his heat, licking up every drop of slick that seemed never-ending, dragging his tongue between the slick pussy folds. He was addicted to Will’s slick, so delicious, so sweet, a scent so thick it was like a heavy blanket wrapping around his brain, making his thoughts go fuzzy. He let out moans and whimpers, sounding absolutely sinful as he ate Will’s pussy with gusto.
The sound of Mike’s lips meeting the omega’s pussy and his slurping of Will’s slick was downright sinful, obscene, and so addicting. Combine it with Will’s broken noises of pleasure, and it was absolutely filthy. They took each other without restraint, indulging in their pleasure freely and letting emotions and instincts lead them.
Sweat dripped down Will’s forehead, and the pleasure intensified as Mike swirled his tongue against his swollen clit. He was sensitive, especially from having never been touched, and with Mike’s knee grinding into his cunt all day. Every tiny thing, every extra detail, undid a knot in the bottom of his stomach. Mike was acting like a starved alpha, like Will’s slick was holy nectar from the gods that he would feast on. “Fuck– Mike I’m– God, Mike–” He mewled, heartbeat skipping as the alpha’s brown eyes that seemed to devour peered up at him. Mike’s eyes were dark, starving, and intense; his curls clung to his forehead. Slick dripped down his lips, sliding down his chin. He looked feral, like an untamed wolf who hasn’t had a meal in 9 moons.
His head perked up. Will could practically imagine his ears perking up and his tail wagging. “Already? I’m better than I thought!” Will glared at him sharply as Mike raised his hands that were holding Will's hips down and clapped his hands as if high-fiving himself. His eyes grew impossibly darker and wider as he finally took in Will’s face, his running makeup, his swollen, bitten lips, his sharp, pleasure-filled eyes. He couldn’t even try to feel ashamed at how his cock throbbed in his boxers as he saw Will’s tears. He looked wrecked.
Mike felt slightly guilty, kissing Will’s sticky inner thigh and biting at the soft flesh and sucking until a bruise began to form. “C’mon, let me take such good care of you, Will.”
Will let out a long sigh, swallowing thickly. Mike eating him out with such fervor already had him quivering, so he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back if the alpha played with his clit and teased him further. His heat progressed, his blood feeling like molten lava as it ran through him, his body was warm, and he was surprised Mike didn’t say anything about his scalding body temperature.
It seemed by the look on Mike’s face that he could read Will’s mind, and the alpha squeezed his thighs reassuringly. “Don’t hold back at all. I’m at your mercy, oh mighty cleric. Your pleasure is mine, baby.” The alpha’s lips found the omega’s clit again, sighing as he paid special attention to it, sucking gently, lovingly. He watched Will’s eyes through his thick lashes. (I hate when men have better lashes, but I’ll give Mike a pass.)
Will shivered, turning his head to press against a pillow in his nest as Mike worshiped and nuzzled against his pussy lovingly. Despite the shamelessness of the action, it was so intimate and beautiful knowing that his alpha lived to serve him. The fire in his stomach raged into an inferno that would not be stifled until he had the alpha inside him, till he felt the knot secure them together.
Soft whimpers left Will’s mouth as his nerves seemed to pulse. Mike’s mouth was sinfully skilled, and his tongue, which dove into his pussy folds, slurping his slick and leaving small kisses on his puffy clit like it was the cutest thing in the world. Will had never been eaten out before, but he knew nothing would ever compare to this; the alpha was devouring him, mind, body, and soul. With the extra heat sensitivity, everything was too much. His thighs were sticky, his pussy throbbing, and he could feel his rabbit-like heartbeat in his ears.
Mike’s hands felt large as he squeezed his thighs, his palms slipping lower as he grabbed onto Will’s ass for the first time throughout this whole ordeal, which was honestly surprising. His nose kept brushing with the omega’s clit every time he tilted his head, pulling the omega closer and closer to the edge. At this point, Will wasn't even sure Mike was actively trying to breathe.
Mike felt as if he had died and gone to heaven as he teased Will’s entrance with his tongue, gently circling it until Will relaxed enough to let him in. Will keened as Mike’s tongue slipped inside, curling against his soft, sensitive walls. Groaning, Mike pulled Will closer, reveling in the proud feeling that came with slick covering almost the entirety of his face. His tongue quickly dives out to flick at Will’s clit, making the omega’s hips buck as he keened, his toes curling where they rested over Mike’s back. Wil was just so, so wet on Mike’s tongue; he would never be able to get enough of his omega’s sweetness.
“Uh- ngh- fuck, so good.” Gasping, Will’s back arched as the alpha slipped his tongue into Will’s pussy. The feeling seemed to intensify as the alpha whimpered into the omega. He fucked his tongue deeper, exploring the velvety walls. The tightly wound ball of magma in his stomach threatened to explode. “God, more– Mike more.” The lights flickered lightly as Will soothingly stroked Mike’s head whilst he babbled unintelligibly.
The alpha slid a finger into his pussy and mouthed at the tender nub, and that was all he needed for the ball of magma to explode, warmth engulfing the omega as the lights above him blurred together and flickered in his vision. A jolt of electricity seemed to wrack up his spine, and his entire body tensed before he gave into the pleasure. His dick twitched in the periphery of Mike’s vision, and then Mike was blessed by the most holy image.
“Uh oh fuck..” Will whimpered as his orgasm washed over him in rough waves, cum and slick squirting in equal measures. He melted into his nest, into pleasure as his entire world felt like it was spinning; he could vividly see the lights flicker rapidly above them through his fluttering lashes. He fell apart underneath the alpha, he tangled his hands through Mike’s curls and pulled hard, as he rutted against the alpha’s greedy tongue.
Mike moaned as he tried to hold Will’s hips still; he couldn’t hold in whimpers as he rutted his hips uselessly into the nest below him. “That’s it.. Fuck Will, you’re doing so good for me, so pretty.” Mike mewled as he squeezed the omega’s hips, his tongue desperately drinking every drop of the omega’s slick. “Such a pretty omega, my perfect omega.”
Will’s body was trembling, heaving as the heat in his veins dimmed ever so slightly. Will hadn’t had an orgasm that intense in his life; it had been so long since he’d had one in general. This one was almost overwhelming, and Mike had drawn many unearthed feelings up to the surface with just his mouth.
A few moments passed as the alpha pressed soft kisses against Will’s quivering, trembling heat as he rubbed soothing circles into the soft, plush skin of his thighs. With a final kiss to his inner thigh, he came up to meet the omega’s eyes. “Are you alright, Will?” he whispered as his eyes searched Will’s.
He didn’t simply want to please his omega; he also wanted to take care of him. Will was quiet as he slowly caught his breath, eyes unfocused in a way that simply made Mike move to lie beside him and tuck him close to his chest. He felt Will’s soft shuddering breaths as he buried his nose into the base of Mike’s neck, taking in his scent, taking it apart layer by layer, and wrapping himself in the safe scent of his alpha.
It took a while for Will’s breathing to even out, his eyes more focused as he pressed his body against Mike’s. The omega pecked the alpha’s neck gently before peeking his head out to look Mike in the eyes. “I’m okay, I’m perfect. That just felt so fucking good.” Will shakily brushed the alpha’s hair off his damp forehead.
“You did so well, you made me feel so good. I never thought I’d actually get this wet. Plus, I have thought of this happening for awhile but–” Will rambled unaware to the cheeky grin making its way onto the alpha’s face.
“Well, you were very wrong,” the alpha said in a tone that made Will internally swoon. His lips and chin glistening with the omega’s slick, his eyes were dark with mischief, love, and lust. With the way he was staring Will down, he couldn’t resist. He pulled the alpha into a sloppy, wet kiss, moaning as he tasted the sweetness of his own slick on Mike’s tongue. God, this alpha was almost too much, yet he only yearned for more. Why was this loser alpha still so perfect in every way?
He was beautiful, with a jaw that could cut glass and soft-to-the-touch curls, brown eyes that looked down at him in a way that made the omega feel as if he were being worshipped. He was eager, smart, competent, and a devoted, pathetic nerd–it was so fucking hot.
They kissed, their hands gently caressing each other whilst catching their breath, allowing the peak of the moment to mellow into something gentle and comforting before the heat would consume them once more. The alpha gently pushed Will’s hair away from his sticky forehead, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of his head. What had occurred was deeper than surface-level lust; it was affection, commitment, love, wrapped in desire and devotion as they finally became one.
Will’s arms wrapped around Mike’s back, fingertips digging into his muscles as he craved only to be closer to his alpha. His hands drifted lower, exploring the soft plane of Mike’s back, his fingers grazing the muscles in his back, tracing invisible shapes into his skin as Mike watched him with eyes filled with adoration. Mike softly pressed his lips to Will's, his hands coming to cradle the omega’s body in his arms, his hand soothing Will’s bare hip. Somehow, that felt more intimate than anything they’d done so far.
His heat had cooled down with the orgasm, the feeling of heat in his veins almost lying at bay, as if waiting. But fuck, did everything about Mike Wheeler turn him on. He was incredibly attracted to the dork and extremely turned on. The sheer worship in every touch left him breathless; every rub at his hip was grounding, and yet the haze of heat dissipated, as if his body knew he needed to be in control at this moment.
A gasp escaped Will’s mouth as his bare core brushed the alpha’s clothed erection. He could feel just how hard the alpha was, how he was simply aching for the omega. The alpha let out a groan as he felt just how wet the omega was against him.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” The alpha blushed bashfully, though his mischievous eyes said otherwise as his hand moved to firmly grasp Will’s plush ass, squeezing it underneath his palm. He reveled in the realization that it fit perfectly in his hand.
Will rolled his eyes, pulling away from the kiss to level Mike with a knowing, stern yet playful look, and switched the subject. “I heard sex in general is sometimes painful. I can’t help but be a little nervous, but I’m not afraid of it.” He kissed Mike's nose as he leaned his forehead against the alpha’s, as he slid his hands over Mike’s spine, and to the small dimples on his back. “I didn’t prep myself, could you?” he took his lip between his teeth as he gazed into Mike’s eyes anxiously.
Mike could practically salivate at the idea of stretching the pretty omega on his fingers, but he could tell that it was not all the omega wanted. “What is it?” He whispered as he brushed his nose against Will’s, looking into Will’s blown pupils. “As much as I love the idea of stretching you myself, I know there’s something else you want. You don’t have to be shy, I’ll do whatever you want.”
“I… um” Will pouted, looking anywhere but into the alpha’s eyes, his inner omega begged him to give in to it. Mike was having none of that as he moved Will’s head to look into his eyes.
“C’mon, tell me, Will,” he pleaded as he left small kisses under Will’s ear. It dawned on Will right there that the alpha had likely already had an idea of what he wanted.
“I want you to knot me, Mike.” He wanted to feel Mike inside him, to feel his alpha with no barriers. He was suddenly so thankful his mother had put him on birth control all those years ago; he had been taking them religiously every day for years.
Mike’s face twisted into something more gentle, a more understanding reproach. If Mike knotted, Will could stave off a majority of his symptoms for hours, but with the heightened fertility during heats, there wasn’t a way to be completely sure that the pills were foolproof. And the last thing they needed during this crucial time in Hawkins was an unplanned pregnancy. “Will, I need you to be completely sure of this right now. Are you sure about this, Will?”
“I’m positive, I take birth control every day, Mike. I never miss a day. I’d rather do this before my heat kicks back in and makes this hazy. I want this memory with you, I want you to make love to me, Mike.” He professed, eyes completely trusting as they gazed at his alpha.
And when Will asked so nicely, how could Mike dare deny him? “Anything for you, Will, I’ll take such good care of you. We’ll go slow, at your own pace.” Mike whispered, his heart suddenly full and pounding against his ribs in his chest.
Will hummed as the alpha peppered kisses across his neck. “I’m so excited, I’ve wanted this for a long time, wanted you.” He admitted as he gently tugged on the alpha’s boxers. “I really don’t want to wait anymore, Mike.”
Neither of them could hold back their primal instincts any longer. And for a moment, though it felt as if the lights were brighter than ever.
Mike held his breath as he slowly pulled away from Will, who looked at him with such love. The alpha gently placed a last kiss on the omega’s lips as his hands traced Will’s body, his mouth opening and leaving kisses down Will’s navel before he gently spread his thighs.
He looked at Will, an unspoken question in his eyes as he asked for permission. The omega nodded, a trusting yet nervous smile on his face as Mike gently spread the omega’s thighs open. Mike placed small kisses along his inner thighs, pecking over the multiple marks he’s left.
A hand pressed down on Will’s navel as the other gently stroked over his soaked folds, listening to the omega’s responding whine as he gently rolled his hips against Mike’s hand. He whimpered as the alpha’s fingertips dipped lower, circling his entrance whilst his thumb began to rub slow, firm circles on his clit.
They both held their breath as Mike sank his first finger into Will, his gaze burning as he watched his finger disappear into the omega. “Fuck, I can’t think of anything to say, you’ve rendered my mind blank. God, you’re so perfect.” Mike moaned while dragging his finger out, slowly pumping it back in.
“Ah, T-That’s a good thing, right?” Will moans softly, feeling Mike’s finger barely dip inside before slipping back out. His brow was slowly unfurrowing as he got used to the stretch.
Mike pressed a kiss to Will’s thigh with a contented sigh, reveling in Will’s contented sighs and hums as he inched closer to Will’s pussy. He moans as he tastes Will. The alpha’s eyes softly rolled back as his tongue played with Will’s clit, his finger started pumping faster as the omega released more slick by the second.
Will’s body seemed to go slack as he held himself up on trembling arms, as he brushed Mike’s hair out of his face and gently held it for him as Mike savored him once more. Mike pulled away from Will’s clit as he pressed more kisses to the omega’s thighs, a string of slick connected Will to Mike’s tongue as he pulled away, which was sinful. He then dove back in without a care as Will’s grip on his hair grew tighter.
He moved his finger faster, gently curling it to hit the spongy flesh inside his omega. His tongue found the perfect rhythm as he circled his tongue over the omega’s clit. Mike couldn’t contain his moans as he found the perfect rhythm, looking pathetic as his eyes flicked up to Will. Looking at Will as if he were the one getting the absolute, toe-curling head instead of the omega. His other hand went to hold Will’s hip whenever he started to squirm; his pace didn’t falter one bit.
“Fuck Mike, more–” He moaned as Mike pulled away with a gasp, his face shiny with his spit and slick, as he pulled Will’s knees over his shoulders. “Will, you taste so fucking good,” he says as he spreads Will even further, lapping his tongue directly over his clit, sucking every so often as he gently adds another finger inside Will, experimentally thrusting it up and hitting the spot that made Will cry out and clench around his digits.
Will could do nothing as his arms gave out, laying him back on his nest, his hips only held up by Mike's. His head was thrown back as he pulled at Mike’s hair, telling him how good he felt. The light above flickered softly, his heart pounding as Mike held Will’s thighs in that position and looked up at him again. He watched Will’s reaction through dark, intense eyes as he ground his hips against the mattress. He could feel his knot forming at the base of his cock, he reveled in watching Will’s muscles flex under his skin, and his head tipping further and further back in pleasure the closer he got.
“Make me c-cum, Mike, fuck,” he babbled, as he reached another hand down, pulling at Mike’s hair, not even letting Mike think of pulling away. Mike moaned against Will’s pussy as the alpha rolled his hips against the nest. Mike doesn’t change anything; his tongue still lapping at Will’s clit as his fingers curled and harshly hit that spot, which made Will see stars.
Mike kept his eyes on Will the entire time, muffled moans slipping out at louder, illegible noises Will made. God, did he sound so, so pretty as the omega’s back arched off the bed perfectly. He fights through a sore jaw as he eats the omega out like a starving man. Will couldn’t even feel embarrassed at the loud sobs leaving his throat, or of the loud squelches that accompanied every thrust of Mike’s long fingers. And just when he thought it wasn’t enough, Mike moved his other hand and slowly trailed a slick thumb, and rubbed gently over Will’s neglected dick. Fireworks went off behind his eyes; he was feeling so good. His fingers tightened their hold on Mike’s hand as his orgasm finally tore through him.
Will came hard, his voice cracking, body trembling as he fought to take a proper breath, and yet- Mike was still eating him out, his hand stroking his softening dick. The overstimulation made more tears and sobs slip out as he forced Mike’s head away as he slowly came down from his high. And Mike looked absolutely fucked, his body shaking, pupils dilated, tears dripping, as he whimpered against Will’s thigh.
Will got on his elbows once again and saw how Mike was trembling, his hands gripping Will’s hips as if to steady himself, and upon looking at Mike’s now ruined boxers, he knew what happened.
He breathlessly loosens his tight grip on Mike’s hair, his hand pushing the alpha’s bangs back, his hand gently running through the alpha’s hair whilst soothing the alpha. “Did you just cum, Mike?” He said his tone was gentle yet surprised. He hissed as he guided Mike’s fingers out of him. Mike shakily helped move them into a more comfortable position, his breaths labored in a way that made Will blush as he moved over, allowing the alpha to slip beside him in the nest.
Mike looked bashful as he shakily responded,” I–um–popped my knot…Sorry…”
They cuddled together, relishing in the silence. Mike buried his face into Will’s scent gland, breathing in his happy and satisfied pheromones from Will’s neck. They held each other for a second before Mike smirked, got up, and moved to rest between Will’s thighs. He smirked up at Will, who suddenly got flustered under the alpha’s gaze. The heat slowly slid back up his veins as his heart pounded in sound with the lights. By the look in Mike’s eyes, he knew this wasn’t the end.
“I’ll take care of you, Will,” Mike pressed a kiss to the omega’s inner thighs, smiling against the skin, his heart throbbing as he looked at the omega with pure love. His thumbs soothed Will’s hips as he left small kisses down his thighs.
“Mike, I don’t want to wait anymore.”
So they didn’t.
Mike gently took Will apart on his fingers, encouraging him to breathe when he tensed up at the new intrusion. They moved at their own pace, cherishing every moment between them, holding one another in an embrace. The world had faded away, and in the basement, there were no monsters out to get them, no Vecna, no crawls, nothing but each other. Mike and Will, exploring each other's bodies and making up for lost time, for the moments they’ve held each other when the world was falling apart. The light above them dimmed and pulsed in time with their hearts.
Will never let go of Mike’s shoulder as the alpha stretched him open. He whispered vows of devotion, of love, as he licked the omega’s scent gland. One finger, then another, and another, until Mike Wheeler was four fingers deep inside the omega’s pulsating walls.
Will grabbed Mike’s arm, looking up into Mike’s blown pupils, his face a mess of his tears, dark streaming down his face in black streaks. “I want more…I’m ready for you. I can take it.” He breathed heavily, his hips rolling, chasing pleasure. “I want to make you feel good, wanna make my alpha feel good.”
A shy chuckle left the alpha’s mouth, anxious yet mischievous at the same time. “You don’t need to do more to make me feel good,” his voice dropped to a murmur, and his fingers curled against the spot that makes Will see stars, “I’m already so needy and desperate for you, just from touching you, watching you fall apart time and time again.” He rolled his hips against Will’s thigh, guiding the omega’s hand to touch the front of his boxers, groaning as he felt his omega’s touch for the first time.
He held in a breath as Will whimpered, grinding his hips down on his alpha’s fingers as he felt himself begin to salivate at the alpha’s hard cock through the fabric of his nerdy Transformers boxers. Will could vividly imagine how the alpha would split him open; he could feel the girth and weight against his palm. He’d dreamt of it for a long time; the idea kept him sated during the first heat he’d spent sobbing Mike’s name into a pillow with his fingers buried in himself. He yearned for his fantasies to become true, to be fulfilled, to bear his pup, to be his mate, to be his omega, but there were secret things he could never say out loud, filthy desires not meant for the rest of the world.
“Please, Mike.” Will couldn’t bear it anymore, tears slipping past his eyes as he clung to the alpha. He knew he was being embarrassingly needy; he was aware, and he didn’t care. He needed his alpha. His face reddened, the flush burning in his cheeks as he pleaded a final time. “Please”
“I’ve got you, Will,” Mike brushed Will’s damp hair from his face gently, his breath hitching as he slid his fingers out of the omega’s heat. The emptiness made the omega whine, his heavy scent of arousal lingering in the air with his sweet scent as his pussy clenched around nothing. Mike didn’t want to deny him any longer, so he softly pulled away from Will, gently kissing his lips. Shortly after, he leaned down, rubbing his neck against the omega’s, scenting him heavily.
Mike inhaled sharply as he nervously took his boxers off, flushing when his foot got caught in them when he slipped them down. He shook his foot, trying to get them off, an embarrassed flush rolling onto his cheek as the omega chuckled at him. He cleared his throat as he finally got them off.
Will swallowed thickly as he took in the view of his alpha, his carved V-line led to the heavy cock between his thighs. His cock was hard, pulsing hot with precum spilling from the flushed, swollen red tip, trailing down the pronounced vein in the center. Mike was, without a doubt, well-endowed. He may be a lanky, scrawny alpha, but apparently, it was not the same when it came to this.
A nervous laugh left Mike’s lips as he saw the way Will’s eyes were transfixed on his cock. Mike kissed Will gently, coaxing Will into his lap as he settled in the center of the nest. Using his arm as leverage, he gently laid Will back onto the nest, still pressing soft kisses against the omega’s swollen red lips. He gently spread Will’s legs, leaving a space between them as he reached for the omega’s hands, intertwining them. He looked into Will’s eyes, the haze associated with his heat gone, leaving the omega fully present in this moment. He pressed soft butterfly-like kisses on the omega’s cheeks, all over his face, till the omega let out a wet giggle.
The omega could practically hear his own heartbeat in his ear as the alpha lovingly gazed down at him. Mike could feel the shaky breath the omega let out, a little unsteady. “Are you nervous? We don’t have to do this if you say the word.” He murmured as he pressed a soft kiss to the omega’s temple.
Will shook his head frantically, “No. No break. I just want you, Mike, so badly.” He grasped the alpha’s hand gently, squeezing slightly as he tried to ignore how his heart was pounding against his ribs, as if they were trying to escape.
“What’s going on in that pretty brain of yours then?” Mike purred, brushing a hair away from the omega’s face again, heavily debating getting something to pin them back.
“It just…” the omega bit his lip, eyes wide and his face getting more flushed as he tried (and failed) to look away from Mike’s dick, “You’re-you’re big Mike. It’s going to hurt. What if I tear or something like that?”
Mike smiled sheepishly, trying not to puff out his chest outwardly in pride. He completely understood Will’s worries and fears.”I’ll go extra slow, and if it hurts too much or doesn’t feel good, we’ll stop at any time. I’d do anything for you, Will. I want you to be completely honest about how you feel.” He said warmly, gaze promising love and warmth.
“We’ll move at your pace, everything will be alright, whether we do this or not.”
Will bit his lower lip as he leaned down to the flushed, swollen tip of Mike’s cock as it nudged against his open thighs. He flushed as he watched carefully. He wanted Mike badly; he wanted to be stretched and filled with the alpha, to feel him lingering for days after. His nerves were practically on fire, and his hands trembled with nerves, anxiety, and fear. But he would not hesitate; he wanted Mike. He trusted Mike with this moment, with the entirety of his heart.
“Alright,” Will answered, nodding slowly. “I’m nervous, but I’m excited to have this with you,” He said softly, his heart skipping a beat as the alpha adoringly brought his hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on his knuckles.
“So am I, I mean, I’m nervous as shit right now and trying not to actually explode ‘cause, like, you, you’re so hot and, like, an actual wet dream–not that I’ve had wet dreams of you before–I mean I have–and your like–like so pretty and I–” The alpha nervously rambled as his hands moved to the omega’s shoulder’s.
Will laughed, a full belly laugh, at the alpha before him. Mike seemed to perk up at hearing it, finding his ears blessed by the omega in front of him. In the name of Jesus Christ…Amen
“You’re such an idiot, Mike Wheeler,” Will said giddily, reaching up to move some of the alpha’s hair from his damp forehead. He looked at Mike, his swollen lips glistening with the omega’s slick and spit, his curls frizzy, bangs damp, his dark brown eyes adoring as they looked into one another's eyes. The lights seemed to pulse alongside their matching heartbeats, unaware of the happy couple, who were about to get down and dirty in the Wheelers’ basement. The alpha’s Transformers boxers hung off the side of the omega’s nest, his clothes strung aside just outside the makeshift barrier.
“You’re beautiful, Will Byers,” he praised, kissing the omega’s forehead as he stroked the omega’s hip gently, chest heaving as he lined himself to the omega’s twitching pussy; in a way, it reminded the omega how gentle the alpha had always been with him. He couldn’t help but feel secure under his alpha. He was aware that it may hurt in the beginning, but he knew the pain wouldn’t last forever; sooner or later, it’d feel good.
Slick dripped down his inner thigh, from both entrances, his dick twitching as it pooled onto the blankets in the nest, preparing itself for their alpha. Will could internally fist-bump his omega; they were on the same wavelength when it came to their future mate.
“C’mon, Will, deep breaths. I’ll take care of you.” The alpha’s voice was gentle and sweet. That special voice he only used for the omega. It was easy for Will to melt into his nest even more. Mike took a deep breath, leaned over, and kissed the omega softly. He squeezed Will’s hip gently as he slowly moved his hips forward, guiding the tip of his throbbing dick into the omega’s heat, pushing past the tight ring of muscle. He whimpered into their kiss, his hands squeezing Will’s hips as his head blanked for a full second as he felt Will’s walls around his cock, noting and groaning as he felt the omega release more slick.
Will pulled away from the kiss as he tried catching his breath. His hands squeezed Mike’s shoulders, his nails digging into his alpha’s shoulder as his breath seemed to be punched out of his lungs. “Oh fuck–Oh God, oh my God–” He whimpered, his head flopping onto the pillow, squirming in his nest restlessly. Mike had prepared him for a long while, taking him apart countless times on his fingers methodically, but it still had stretched and burned so much. “Fuck- Mike, I need a second–”
The alpha breathed, brushing Will’s hair away from his eyes, keeping his eyes and focusing solely on his omega, despite how his instincts urged him to claim, to move, to breed. His desires and instincts came second to Will; his omega has always been first. “Breathe, I’m right here, we can wait.”
Will’s tears dripped from his eyes, tucking his head into the crook of Mike’s neck, holding onto him tightly and breathing in the comforting scent of petrichor. It took him a few minutes to adjust, relaxing his legs and spreading them a little more. The alpha continued to be a comforting presence the entire time as the pain slowly ebbed away, leaving him with slight discomfort; it was okay– he just really wanted more.
“Mike, I want more, I can take it,” Will purred as he looped his arms around his alpha’s neck, a giddy (yet mischievous) smile on his face as he pressed a peck to the alpha’s cheek and nose.
The alpha smiled and pressed his lips to Will’s forehead, and inch by inch, he pressed forward, going deeper into the omega. Their bodies were molding into one, hot, sweaty mess, and their eyes never looked away from the trance they both seemed to be in. It was so painfully intimate as their heavy breaths echoed in the dim basement. The scent of the alpha’s petrichor and the sweet and spicy scent radiating from the omega. Their scents melded, forming a thick blanket that engulfed them and their glistening bodies as they connected.
Mike’s voice was shaky, but confident as he praised and soothed the omega; his voice was completely sinful in the omega’s ears. The alpha held him close, reminding him to take breaths, drinking up his small mewls with a small, passionate kiss, steadying him and grounding Will in the moment. Mike was proud when Will bit into his shoulder, and each inch of his cock disappeared into his velvet walls, nor did he mind the scratches that appeared down his back as the omega clung to him desperately. They both knew the omega was safe in the alpha's arms.
Will felt as if he were burning; he was trembling and dazed as the scent grew sickeningly sweeter, so thick Mike could practically taste it. The initial pain had completely disappeared, and all he could feel now was his alpha’s cock inside him; he felt as if he could feel it completely, veins and all, he felt it stretching and throbbing against his walls. Nothing was separating them from one another, and Mike was incredibly thick, reaching places that had never been touched, creating sensations he’s never even felt before. And there were no better sights than to be pinned under Mike Wheeler’s mess of gangly limbs, looking up at his pleasure-filled face as he bit his lip.
All of this made his head spin, “Mike…,” the omega whimpered his alpha’s name as he clawed at Mike’s back, “So full– hah-” A gasp left his throat as the alpha gently rocked his hips, a small yet shallow thrust.
“Oh fuck– Will you feel so g-good, hah so tight…You’re doing so well, my good omega, taking me so well.” Mike’s hands gripped Will’s hips almost desperately, his cheeks flushed as he whined in his throat at the feel of his omega around his cock. He thrusted gently, rolling his hips against the omega’s. Will’s walls clenched around his cock perfectly, lovingly, and Mike could feel his restraint thinning rapidly.
He let out a keen wail at the praise, shooting straight to his core, and with a wet cry, fell apart on his alpha. Slick poured out of his center, dripping down Mike’s cock and against his thighs. He cried Mike’s name, as tears dripped down his cheeks, as he fell apart once again. This time it was much more intense because of his alpha’s cock throbbing inside of him. Vividly, he could see their shadow flickering as he tried to catch his breath, finally resting his eyelids.
As he opened his eyes, he was blessed by the sight of Mike Wheeler hovering over him, looking incredibly desperate, his cheeks red, eyes hazy in pleasure, his arms shaking where they clung onto the omega’s plush skin. He looked absolutely wrecked, and as Will looked down to where they were connected, a sudden feeling of pride came over him. He made his alpha this wrecked, and just looking at the confirmation made his heart burn, hot magma pumping through his veins.
Will decided he had to be in control; he had to take the reins because Mike was about to fall apart, his scent getting thicker and thicker as he stared into the omega’s teary eyes.
He looked at Will with those pleasure-filled eyes; it was taking everything in him not to rut into his omega. His inner alpha simply screamed for him to breed his omega, but Mike would always give in to his omega’s whims.
Before he could even gather the urge to take control again, Will had flipped them over, and Mike reveled in the feeling of being manhandled. Mike’s back hit the nest as Will straddled him, his hips hovering over the alpha’s cock. Mike was at the omega’s mercy as he lined himself up with the alpha. His intense hazel eyes were boring into Mike’s brown ones, pupils blown from pleasure.
Fuck, Will was strong. He should’ve guessed that when he saw Will in California, his shoulders were broad, tapering at his small waist, his arms more defined, and during their awkward hug, he felt his muscles through his flannel. But since coming back to Hawkins, he’s been working out with Lucas, growing stronger and growing more into himself by the day. Mike was incredibly attracted to the way his omega was strong, and god, there was something about being manhandled.
Mike’s hands snapped up to grasp at Will’s hips desperately, a loud moan leaving his lips as Will lowered, taking the head of Mike’s cock inside, interrupting his train of thought. Pleasure engulfed him as the warm walls of Will’s pussy clench around his tip like a vise. He whimpers, small huffs leaving his mouth as he watches Will tilt his head back, lowering an inch at a time. It took all of Mike’s self-control to thrust fully up into Will. Mike had to look up to the ceiling, counting in his head to try not to cum incredibly fast like the virgin he was, past tense now anyway.
“Shit- Mike, you’re so fucking big–” Will moaned, bracing his hands on Mike’s chest as he bottomed out. Mike moans, relishing in the feeling of Will’s slick spilling over his thighs as their hips collide.
Will paused, setting his hands on Mike’s chest as he slightly trembled, small pants leaving his mouth as he adjusted to Mike’s length. He knew it was probably a bad idea to ride Mike–he just really wanted to see Mike fall apart beneath him, to take his knot and ruin his alpha. It took a few minutes, combined with Mike’s hands soothingly rubbing circles in his hips, for the slight twinge of pain to dissipate into discomfort.
“Mmph–” A muffled gasp left the omega’s lips as his alpha seemingly went limp in the nest, his scent curling around them like smoke, spiking in arousal. The alpha let out a high-pitched whine as he looked upon Will bottoming out on his lap, taking him to the hilt. He could feel each one of the omegas’ small movements. The alpha’s gaze was desperate, his eyes half lidded and dazed as he gazed upon the omega. He reveled in watching Will’s strong body move, from the pecs on his chest, the dip at his hips, the curve of his waist, and the barely noticeable plush of his abdomen.
Will planted his knees on the sides of Mike’s hips, hands moving to Mike’s scrawny chest, and he lifted his hips carefully, mewling as he could feel his alpha’s veins grazing his inner walls. He went down, slippery walls swallowing the alpha’s cock.
“F-fuck you feel so good–hah,” Mike whined, hands grasping Will’s hips, entranced by the sight of the omega softly bouncing on his lap. His hands trailed up, from his thighs to his chest, thumbs rubbing against the omega’s nipples. Will gasped at the sensation, his eyelids drooping lower as more heat filled his veins, the air feeling electric as he sped up his movements. Letting out soft breaths and moans, his head tilted down, watching as the alpha whimpered and moaned beneath him.
Making a strangled noise, Mike threw his arm over his face, more whimpers and moans leaving his mouth as the omega started fully fucking himself on the alpha’s cock, eager and desperate. Will moved as if he were starving, wondering how he could have ever deprived himself of the sight of his alpha surrendered beneath him. He could feel how Mike’s cock throbbed inside him, hard and almost too hot as he surrendered to Will. Will huffed as he watched Mike squirm underneath him in his nest, his body trembling under the omega’s whims.
Will arched his back, throwing his head back, letting out a high-pitched moan as Mike’s cock hit the spot that made him see stars. He moved more fervently, reveling in how much louder they both seemed to be getting with each swivel of his hips. His heat had returned, his inner omega practically gleaming with pride as Mike seemingly fell apart beneath him. Will and his omega had one thing that they could agree on: the heavy sadness as the alpha covered his face, his mouth opened in a perfect oh as he moaned, keened, and whimpered, letting out soft ah’s with each bounce of Will’s hips. He just couldn’t see his eyes, his alpha’s eyes.
Instead, his eyes gained a mischievous gleam as he pounced, slamming his hips harder onto the alpha, making him cry out underneath him. He cooed, his hands moving from his shoulder to the alpha's arms, his hands gently moving his arms away from his face, and his movements paused as he took in the alpha under him. Mike babbled as he felt Will clench around him, but the omega was none the wiser. His eyes were solely focused on the sight below him. Mike was wrecked, tears running down his face, eyes pleading as they looked up to Will.
Will swallowed thickly, his eyes growing impossibly sharper as his scent got heavier around them. The air seemed to crackle with tension as he quickly pinned Mike’s hands onto the sides of his head, his hands holding them there as he renewed his movements with rigor, rolling his hips with each thrust, loud moans left his body as the alpha’s cock hit the spot that made him see stars. “How–hah– do you feel, mmph alpha?” Will cooed, his voice quivering as he panted between words. He watched as Mike tried to focus on his surroundings, his eyes fluttering as he locked with Will’s heavy gaze.
“Nh More, Will–” Mike answered, his eyes locked onto the pleasure and smug-filled expression on the omega’s face. He could feel just how tight Will was around his cock, he could feel himself pulsing inside the omega, but it wasn’t enough. He keened as he tried desperately, thrusting up to meet Will’s bounces. He chased the high that was sparking in his abdomen, and the thrum of instincts thrushing into him, his veins were practically simmering as he watched as his omega fucked himself on his cock, taking what he needed from his alpha.
Mike’s scent grew riper, muskier with each growing second, fighting against his instincts as he moaned in desperation.
Will sank down again, crying as Mike thrusted his hips to meet his pussy. He was clenching around the alpha’s cock as he dropped deeper, gasping as he felt the tip of Mike’s cock against his spongy cervix. Mike’s hand suddenly sprang from the omega’s tight grip, his hand splaying over the omega’s abdomen as he stared at Will hungrily. When the omega shifted to look down, he moaned loudly because he could see the shape of Mike’s cock as he rode him. The alpha put one of Will’s hands under his as they both felt him move inside the omega.
“I’m starting to -hnh- think you’re the one in heat, Mike,” Will teased as he ground his hips against the alpha’s, “you look so fucking wrecked.”
“Maybe you get off on torturing me then,” Mike teased, his voice wavering, “cause I think that you’re moving way too slow.”
Will’s eyes gleamed as he let out a soft laugh,” Really? Well, why don’t you help me, my sweet alpha?” Will swallowed as he slowly unpinned Mike’s hand. Mike himself leaned up, his hands gently curling around the omega’s waist as he pressed a soft kiss to the omega’s jaw, moving lower and mouthing at the omega’s mating gland in a way that made Will melt on top of him.
“I’ll help you, Will, don’t forget you’re still in charge,” he murmured against the omega’s neck, his hands trailing lower and quickly, he grabbed Will’s ass in both hands, massaging both cheeks for a moment before absolutely slamming Will back down on his cock.
Will let out a high moan as they began moving together, Will dropping himself on the alpha’s cock as Mike thrusted upwards into the omega’s pussy. The alpha panted in the omega’s ear, grunting as his hips slapped into Will’s gushing pussy without any mercy. Waves of pleasure coursed through them both as any outside distractions seemed to melt away, leaving them in the pulsing light on Will’s nest.
Will’s breath hitched as Mike showed his alpha strength out of nowhere, but his brain was slowly turning into mush by the second as his heat engulfed them both. Will was clenching harder and harder around the alpha, voice rising in pitch as the pleasure engulfed his entire body. His skin felt as if it were burning with every lingering, comforting touch from Mike as he tried to keep the omega grounded. Mike knew it was easier to sink into the heat's haze than to stay grounded in the moment. He always knew what Will needed, even when he devolved into a sobbing, blubbering mess beneath his omega.
Will came when Mike had hit that spot that sent his back arching, fire licking through his veins, his body trembling as his senses tingled. A wanton, desperate wail tore from his throat, and slick dripped down the alpha’s cock as Mike fucked him through the omega’s orgasm. Each thrust dragged Will into painfully pleasurable overstimulation, along with dragging out more of his slick, so much that it thickened up the air, permeating the room. Will’s chest heaved as he desperately tried to breathe, to catch his breath, and the air in his lungs seemed to rush in and out as he gasped erratically as the alpha kept thrusting.
Mike whimpered and moaned, practically mewling as he fucked into the omega as he felt the omega clench around him. Little uh’s seemed to punctuate his thrust before he whimpered and bit Will’s scenting gland, hard. The omega cried out, his hips jerking as Mike moved impossibly closer, his thighs flushed against Will’s as he sat up, pulling Will onto his lap. Will felt Mike’s cock buried inside him, stretching him open, and he felt a spill of hot wetness burst inside him. There was a stillness as both rode their high, twitching against one another, with Mike kissing away Will’s tears at the sheer vulnerability of the scene. The nest was damp, with sweat and various bodily fluids. Their skin was boiling as they pressed against each other. Will felt sticky, everywhere, inside him. Each spurt of the alpha’s cum fills Will despite his knot not forming.
Will gently ran his fingers through Mike’s hair as Mike trembled against him. They kissed, tasting salty tears before Will lay his head in the crook of Mike’s neck, not one word exchanged between them. Will breathed in his alpha’s scent before pausing, shivers ran through his spine as he pressed his hand against Mike’s skin, burning, burning in a way that Will’s own skin couldn’t.
Fuck- Will tucked his head against his alpha’s scent gland, taking in the thicker, muskier scent that seemed to linger throughout the air, making him slightly dizzy at the overpowering pheromones. Noticing that Mike hadn’t even gone soft inside had simply solidified his belief.
Mike started his rut. Mike’s in a rut. Mike went into his rut because of Will’s heat. Fuck they would definitely need those pills, and that would mean telling someone, who though. Fuck Will, think. Think Think…Brain Blast!
“Mike…Mike!” Will hissed. Mike looked up from where they were connected, a blush on his wet cheeks. His eyes met Wills. Yeah, he definitely went into rut. He could tell because Mike’s pupils grew dilated, more sweat poured down his face, and his scent thickened as he met Will’s eyes.
“Is something wrong? Did I hurt you or go too fast?” Mike brought his hands up to Will’s face, tilting it and examining him for any sign of distress. He then tilted Will’s head to the side, looking at the bite mark he had left on Will’s scent gland, not a mating bite, not yet, or anytime soon. (little did they know about Larry)
Will laughed at the doting alpha, “Mike– I think my heat triggered your rut.”
Mike’s eyes widened, “Oh…oh, Will, I can leave, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s physically impossible for you to hurt me,” Will panted. He could faintly feel the fire licking his veins, his blood, everywhere, “Take me, Mike, I need you.” Underneath the stifling pheromones, he could smell the ripe scent of his own arousal.
“Fuck Will, omega…” An almost animalistic groan left Mike’s chest, but for Will, something had clicked. They were both desperately trying to fight against their instincts, but what if they stopped and gave in to what their inner selves were trying to say? They have been trying to claw to the surface for so long.
“Mike, c’mon, you can let go.”
“But what if–”
“Your alpha won’t hurt me; he won't hurt his omega either.”
“Are you sure? Like, completely Will?”
“I’m sure, I trust you. Both of you.”
Mike switched their positions, laying Will onto his back in the nest. He brought Will’s shaking legs to rest on his shoulders, pressing a soothing kiss to the soft skin of Will’s calf. Will watched, looking up to his alpha with teary eyes filled with love and absolute trust. Mike’s hand moved to cup Will’s cheek, pressing their foreheads together as Will’s inner omega finally broke through to the surface. His chest heaved with the absolute feeling of completeness. Mike pressed soft kisses to the omega’s face, smiling as he saw Will’s pupils almost entirely cover his iris.
Will gave a small nod, and Mike leaned back slightly, one hand moving to rub soothing circles upon the omega’s hips. With the other hand, he lined himself up to the omega’s entrance. Moving forward, he pressed a kiss to Will’s ankle. So soft it could’ve been mistaken for a vow, he took a few harsh breaths as he rocked gently up into Will, sliding into the omega’s slick, soaked cunt with a patient thrust. Only after being sure Will had fully adjusted to his length did he allow his inner alpha to take over.
He growled, driving in deep and rough, in a way that had Will let out a cry. The position shifting had allowed the alpha to reach even deeper inside, pleasure curling inside his abdomen. Untamed and erratic, Mike’s alpha knew exactly how much the omega could take before he broke, each thrust precise, smooth, as his cock delved deeper and deeper into the omega’s warmth. Will could feel him throbbing against his velvet walls as he hit the sweet spot every single time. For Mike, it felt like his cock had found the perfect home, inside his omega’s pussy, he only wished to give Will the love he had always deserved.
His actions were worshipful as he looked down, seeing the outline of his cock in Will’s stomach and seeing Will’s dick bouncing and dripping more precum with each thrust. In the light, Will’s body looked glowing, his lashes fluttering as he let out loud whimpers as he surrendered to his alpha’s whims.
“Mmph– Oh fuck, Mike, alpha–” Will was reduced to a moaning, teary mess, his nails digging into the skin of the alpha’s shoulders. His nails dragged down, leaving harsh red lines down his back as he desperately tried to hold onto the alpha. With each thrust, he wanted more, desire and instincts mixing inside him into something more primal, wild. His heat had rendered him pliant under his alpha, baring himself to the alpha. Mike’s cock stretched him, claiming this space for himself as the tip of his cock abused and kissed that sweet spot so tenderly. He could feel himself slipping, his head going fuzzy and foggy under the alpha's whims. Nothing else mattered except his alpha, those brown eyes burning him like lava, gentle hands exploring and grabbing, marking him.
They belonged to one another; he was Mike’s, and Mike was his. They knew this even without a mating mark on Will’s neck.
Their bodies collided wetly, sweat and slick dripping down their skin. Mike’s low moans paired with the increasingly breathy mewls that slipped through the omega’s pink, swollen lips as he pleaded for more, the noises of their lovemaking had begun to echo in the basement. Shadows flickered in the corner of Mike’s eyes as he reveled in the vision of his omega in pure, unbridled pleasure. The sounds the omega made were solely for him to hear; he never wanted anyone else to witness the beauty of Will losing himself in pleasure. Will was his.
“You’re mine, Will, all of you,” his hips snapped more harshly into the omega, the slapping of skin barely audible to them as they got lost in each other. Mike whimpered as he felt Will clench around him at his claim, head thrown back in the nest as his mouth opened, heavy pants left his lips. Mike reached his hand down, thumb connecting with the soft, swollen clit of his omega’s pussy.
“Fu-Fuck Mike! I’m your omega, only yours. Mmph. Give me pups alpha,” Will whimpered as his omega made him even more pliant beneath the alpha. His hands gripped the blankets beneath him, his body moving up with each thrust of the alpha’s hips.
Mike groaned, tilting his head back and giving Will the most amazing visual of his alpha’s neck covered in love bites, hickies, and teeth marks. He gently reached down, pulling the omega’s head up, forcing him to look into his eyes as he fucked him harder.
“Fa-Fuck, only I can see you like this, I can just imagine–ngh–you having my pups, how your scent will just get even sweeter, shit–”
Will’s body had seemingly given up on him, his neck limp, his scalp stung from the alpha’s grip, and drool trailed down his chin as he was bounced on the alpha’s cock. Mike would pull out before shoving his cock right back into his omega again, whilst he marked his omega. He moved a hand down to where they were connected and began to play with the omega’s sensitive clit. Marks bloomed where the alpha’s hands had once gripped Will’s hips desperately. And for a moment, Will found himself drowning in pleasure, mind going blank as he watched the alpha moan and whimper above him.
Will had no idea how many times he had cum, eyes glazed as his dick weakly twitched every time, he could feel himself clench around Mike as he thrusted into his heat. His pussy gushed, body betraying him for the many times he's suppressed its needs, for every pushed back heat, every day without the alpha’s touch, something it’s needed for so long. Will was absolutely debauched, clawing at his alpha’s back whilst he hoarsely babbled to his alpha, whimpering praises and all the things that had made the alpha moan.
Will’s heat had simmered under the surface, subdued but still very present. Mike had simply been watching him with awed eyes, pupils dilated as he watched Will’s frame almost bounce up with his thrusts. The omega’s hair had stuck to his forehead, seemingly drenched and messed up; his doe eyes were lidded, staring lovingly at the alpha above, before he reached out to grab onto the alpha’s forearm.
The alpha paused, catching his breath as he seemingly focused on fixing up the omega. He pushed Will's bangs from his forehead, pressing soft kisses to his jaw before trailing up to kiss away the black tears that had run from his eyes.
“Mmmm omega tears,” he began, in a witch's voice,” freshly collected, a key ingredient to my potion.” Mike smiled, crooking a single finger into Will’s face.
Will chuckled, “Oh, an evil witch, whatever shall I do?” he droned in a blank tone. Though his eyes shone with mischief as he watched the alpha act like a complete idiot.
“Shush, Will, evil approaches.” The lights dimmed a bit more, almost entirely dark. “The witch tires of your-”
“Please don’t talk like this while you’re still inside me, Mike,” the omega rasped, his eyes glaring at the alpha as he shifted his hips.
Mike laughs, his canines gleaming in the dim light as he presses kisses to the omega’s lips and chin, listening to the soft moans against his lips. Mike’s veins ran hot as he took in the sight of the omega surrendering to his whims.
He bent down, pressing kisses behind the omega’s ears as his hand moved down to lazily rub his omega’s clit, reveling in the strong, fresh scent of slick that erupted from his omega’s heat.
He had the strong urge to mate and knot his omega, to see his expression contorted in pure pleasure, to see his mind seem struck with pleasure. To bite him and lap at his bitemark, to feel the bond solidify and their emotions to conjoin like an elastic band, forever tying them together for eternity.
His alpha was thrumming, his rut thrushing, under the surface of his skin, which felt like a boiling furnace. He whimpered as his omega mewled and clenched around his hard, thick cock, attempting to milk it for pups. Distantly in his mind, he knew they’d need contraceptives after this; there's no way he’d let Will leave without taking his knot. Another evil part of his mind wanted to breed his omega, to slam into him, to see his eyes roll back, his thighs clenching as he took the knot and was thoroughly bred.
Mike could feel himself twitch, reveling in seeing it in his omega’s lower belly. He bit his lip in trepidation, instincts yelling at him to breed this fertile omega, willfully surrendering to him.
“Will…” He started, voice somehow gruffer, in a way that sent shivers down Will’s spine, “ I love you– so much. I need you to remember that I love and respect you as a person outside your heat as well, with my entire heart.” His hand slid back up, his slick-covered digits entering his mouth, and he closed his eyes in bliss, tongue sliding between and over his fingers as he moaned at the taste.
Will furrowed his brows, confused yet aroused all the same, “Yes, I know. Wha- Why would you say that, Mike?”
“I needed to say it because it might seem like I don’t because of what I’m gonna do to you.” He gently picked up a stray pillow outside the nest, the one Mike used to use during their sleepovers in the basement. He smiled softly as he slid it underneath Will’s hips, allowing his hips to tilt more upward.
Will smiled, hand reaching out to cradle Mike’s face, “I know, I trust you, Mike,” he pressed a small kiss to the sliver of Mike’s skin he had access to.
Will barely had a second to pull back before he was practically folded in half, legs pushed over his head, hands moving to grip his ankles as they practically pressed on either side of his head. Heat pooled at the base of his stomach, entering his veins, every inch of him craving his alpha. Mike pinned both arms at Will’s sides, caging him in those lanky, twig-like arms that Will could most likely break out of. But he didn’t want to, especially when Mike moved his hips, tilted them upwards, allowing him to go deeper.
“Hnngh- Fu- You're gonna ruin me, Mike-” His voice trembled, voice giving up in the midst, his voice hitting a key that should be impossible for someone other than Mariah Carey. His sentence broke as Mike bottomed out completely in one thrust.
It’s almost like sparks flew behind his eyelids, his nails dug into the expanse of his ankles, leaving dark welts. His back arched, a silent cry leaving his parted lips, as he quivered, trembling as he surrendered to his alpha. He felt like prey for the alpha, a feast he had caught in his canines and had now decided to feast upon his plush flesh.
“I told you. You’re mine.” Mike whispered, teeth trailing against Will’s neck, smirk growing as he saw the full expanse of his marks he’s left on Will, he inhaled Will’s scent, tongue lapping at his scent gland. “I’m not stopping till you take my knot, Will. I want you to carry my pup, I want you to be bred and happy in your nest.”
His eyes lingered on the one spot unmarked on Will’s neck, expression softening as he spoke in a more hesitant, vulnerable tone, “...And one day…one day you’ll wear my mark, permanently, and I’ll be yours for the rest of our lives.”
His eyes traveled higher, fierce gaze meeting Will’s. The light danced upon their skin, licking in the shadows as Will’s hazel eyes gazed into the deep brown of Mike’s eyes. Their eyes filled with emotion. Will was smiling, eyes teary at Mike’s proclamation, and he raised his head, tilting his hips as their eyes met, a charged energy thickening until Mike hungrily connected their lips, love pouring out of every inch of the very motion.
Muffled moans left Will as Mike’s hips began to snap into the omega's, the sounds of their skin slapping echoing in the heat of the night. Their hearts beat in sync, breaths mingling, the scents in the air practically screamed the words for them. They were in love, they were one, and they always would be.
It was also incredibly lewd. Will was leaking slick like a faucet, Mike’s hands and instincts grew more possessive, and their lovemaking was passionate. It meant more than the pleasure of flesh; it was leveling with one another, being vulnerable and bearing their souls to one another. Their lips were spit slicked, Will’s lip gloss long forgotten, his makeup had long since been ruined, tears escaped both their eyes, and they found themselves laughing and moaning breathlessly.
Will was close to losing his mind in this position as Mike held him as if he were the most fragile porcelain in an exhibit, but the way he thrusted deeply into him said otherwise. And with a final thrust, the tip of Mike’s cock had pressed into Will’s sweetspot, and the alpha had finally claimed him completely. Will moaned, a high-pitched, incredible moan that slid past his lips as he tipped over the edge a final time.
Cum, hot, thick, and white had painted his soft walls white. Mike Wheeler had popped a knot, one that grew until it had caught in the omega’s entrance. Distantly through the haze of their orgasms, they could faintly hear the sound of shattering.
Will sobbed, tears streaming from his eyes as he came again at just the feeling of being filled up, ruined, and flushed. His bare body was glistening with sweat as he took Mike’s knot like a champ. The knot was locked in tightly (almost as locked as you should be with your homework reader), so tightly that no amount of cum could escape him. His stomach grew, distended from the vast amount of cum that had come from the alpha. His back arched (fix ur posture), legs dangling in the air as Mike had pinned him down through it all, leaving Will no choice but to take it. They both gave into their biology; the itch in their brains, the urge to breed, had stopped whispering in their ears like an evil worm.
Distantly, Will could feel Mike gently caressing his stomach, watching as it swelled slightly as Will’s cunt milked every single drop of pent-up cum from his cock. “You did so well, taking me so well, so beautiful. You amaze me, Will.”
“You’re insane, Mike,” Will sobbed, trembling from the overstimulation and all of his orgasms. The normally nervous, composed, and gentle alpha had turned into an animal, one who had held him down and bred him roughly. He enjoyed it, he thoroughly did, he was just surprised.
“I’m a wolf, we’re wolves.” his smile contorted in a lazy grin. At the end of the day, they had descended from them; their instincts and biology had mutated to create a gene that made what was once impossible now promised.
The omega huffed weakly, pulling Mike down into a soft and gentle kiss, one of the purest in the world, one that rivaled the kiss in The Princess Bride. This kiss had fireworks bursting behind their eyelids, with adoring smiles on their faces. Will pulled away, tucking his head into the crook of the alpha’s neck, breathing in the familiar petrichor scent. They were out of breath, unsteady as they held each other in their arms, wanting to be as close and as intimate as possible.
After a couple of minutes, Will whined, shifting in the nest to get comfortable. His limbs felt like jelly, and he whimpered every time he felt Mike’s knot tug at his sore entrance. It took a lot of sweet talk and gentle whispers as they settled into the blankets, surrendering to the softness of Will’s nest. It took a lot of maneuvering for Mike to roll them. Will lay on top of Mike, sweaty chest pressed against the alpha’s, his arm soothingly wrapped around Will’s waist, their bodies semi-comfortable as they were locked together.
It took them a while for the fog to fully leave their heads, to level out the pure hormones and allow them to not think like a horny alpha and omega. Their heartbeats calmed, slowing from racing, and their breath evened out. Will was incredibly full of Mike’s cock, throbbing deep inside of him, his limbs were jelly, painfully sore, and very distantly, he realized he could barely feel them.
He was rightfully exhausted after such a thorough heat. With each orgasm, he felt more and more energetic. He had the vivid thought of the chances of pregnancy being raised; his omega purred in delight at being knotted by his alpha in rut. Mike gently moved them to lie on their sides, his chest to Will’s back, arm still cradled over his abdomen, as if protecting his womb. “Hey, Will… You with me? How do you feel?” He pressed a small kiss to the tender skin beneath his ear.
Will’s voice sounded exhausted as he responded, his eyes opening for the first time and revealing that the basement was pitch black. His breath hitched, “I’m okay, a lil sore, numb, and full. What happened to the light? Are you alright?” He mumbled, voice trailing off softly as Mike huffed against his neck, his heart fluttering as he imagined the horribly familiar sight of the soft, fond expression on Mike’s face. How he looked in the afterglow, both sweaty and tired, with eyes so bright they’d have Will stuck looking into them for hours at a time.
“I think the power may have shut off. There was supposed to be a storm later. I heard it on the radio earlier on my way home.” Mike whispered as he nuzzled against Will’s scent gland. The omega had practically melted in his embrace. He knew the signs. Will wouldn’t be ready to talk for a good while. Mike’s heart had melted as he heard Will’s gentle snoring fill the basement. Will used to go nonverbal as a child, locked in his closet when he was overwhelmed.
It took about an hour for his knot to deflate; the first knots always took the longest to go down. He gently pulled out of Will, hissing slightly as Will whimpered at the loss. He carefully laid Will back down onto the nest, covering his nude body in a blanket. The alpha carefully walked around the basement nude, and cold air hit his heated, sweat-soaked skin. He wiped his damp hair from his forehead and made his way to where he knew they kept the spare flashlights. He smiled to himself as he found one, fist pumping the air.
When he clicked on the light, he quickly made his way to the bathroom, finding candles quickly and lighting them up in the vicinity of the bathtub. He turned on the water, grabbing his mom's special salt and bath oils she loved to douse herself in. He quickly made his way out of the bathroom, finding the familiar power switch off, and turned the power back on. Nothing happened, but when he clicked the lamp, he realized the issue. All the lightbulbs were shattered, on the floor. He was lucky not to have stepped on any of the shards.
He moved quickly, picking Will up in his arms, grunting slightly as he walked on shaky legs to the warm, vanilla and lavender-scented bathtub. His hands brushed Will’s face as he slowly lowered him into the bathtub. He didn’t see any purpose in turning on the light. There was something intimate about taking care of Will in the candlelight, lips gently smiling as he watched Will’s body lose its tension, easing into the water.
Will’s eyes opened. They were exhausted, mascara and eyeliner dried on his cheeks, smudging in a way that made Mike smile fondly. He slowly brought a bottle of water to Will’s lips, helping him take small sips for his raw throat. Will smiled as Mike put the bottle down, moving to gently wipe Will’s face of the makeup and sweat, the remnants of their lovemaking.
Mike paused as he saw a trail of red leaves, Will’s nose, blood. He said nothing, continuing to wipe Will’s face, then his body. He slowed as Will relaxed in the tub, gently cleaning between his legs, fingers entering to clean out the remaining cum that hadn’t escaped. The alpha gently, worshipfully, washed his omega’s body.
He quietly allowed the nonverbal boy some alone time to relax as he walked out of the bathroom. He quickly found a bathrobe and some fresh boxers in Will’s clothes, alongside a new one of Mike’s sweaters, not the ones once covered in various bodily fluids. Mike carefully put those atop the toilet seat, then moved to the nest, taking off the soiled blankets and sheets. He set them aside to wash before quickly scenting a new, fresh blanket and laying it over the nest.
He smiled proudly as he added to a mixture of their belongings, knowing Will would inevitably readjust them. A soft mumble reached his ears from the bathroom.
Will smiled gently at him, arms outstretched from the tub as he coaxed the alpha to enter the tub behind him, leaning against him and absorbing the relaxing heat from his alpha’s body. Mike melted when he realized Will was purring. It became more obvious as they washed each other's hair, Mike melting with his head in Will’s neck as Will straddled him to wash his hair.
After a while, when their skin began to prune and wrinkle, Mike gently coaxed Will out, patting him dry with a towel, dressing him in his sweater and a clean pair of boxers, which weren’t Transformers but were Spiderman. Upgrades people. Upgrades.
He wrapped Will in the robe, dressing himself in a new pair of Batman boxers and a tee. Mike quickly laid Will in his nest, cooing as Will automatically curled up and purred. He quickly checked the clock on the wall, realizing they had had sex almost the entire day. The clock read 12:37 am, blinking a fluorescent green. He apologized to Will, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of the omega’s hair as he quietly made his way to the stairs, knowing neither of them had eaten since lunch at school.
As he opened the basement door, the first thing he noticed was how dark it was. Under the dim stairlight, he saw that two containers were placed beside the door, along with two bags. A letter rested on the warm containers, the familiar, elegant scrawl of his mother’s writing on it. He smiled softly at his family's gesture. He rapped his fingers twice against the stairwell before grabbing the bags and making his descent down the stairs.
Mike grinned at the sight of Will, his scent, satiated and happy, drifting through the corners of the room, their intermingled scents making him relax. He opened a bag, laughing softly at the pile of VHSs, the one at the very top being The Princess Bride. He carefully turned on the tv, grabbed the remote, and slowly settled into his omega’s nest.
Will’s head perked up, immediately purring as he leaned against Mike, head nuzzling against his chest as Mike opened the bags. One was filled with his clothes and hygiene items for both of them. There was stuff for a bath and apple-scented items, which Mike knew would complement the omega’s scent. As Will watched the movie, Mike carefully rubbed the lotion into his omega’s skin. The other bag had more movies, rented from Family Video, it seemed, and snacks.
Mike quietly set aside the bags for later, curling around Will and cuddling him as he opened the containers and began feeding Will, who simply hummed contentedly. His hand automatically reaches to rub soothing circles in the soft, distended area on Will’s abdomen, to which Will leans and curls more into his alpha.
Years down the line, Mike would say that was the night when he dreamt the future. He saw Will, slightly older, softer, holding a pup in the living room, the same movie playing as their friends and family curled around them, scents mingling in perfect harmony. A proud mating mark was on older Will’s neck; he assumed he himself had one as well, because for a moment, it felt as if they were tied together. He held the pup against his chest as Will watched knowingly. Mike could feel his eyes water as he looked down at the perfect pup his omega lay on the alpha’s chest. Will leaned into his side, eyes tired but glowing.
But what astounded him most was when older Will had reached a hand out, nose bleeding as a baby bottle levitated towards them.
That’s what had made it a dream, because in no reality did Will actually have powers.
That’d just be insane, guys.
Right?