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She and Yoonchae had been dating in secret for weeks now. She hadn't presented yet–Yoonchae–which wasn't abnormal, since she was 18, but it should've happened somewhere around her birthday. It hadn't, and it's been a few months.
Megan knew she shouldn't worry about it, lots of people were late bloomers, it would be fine. It didn't worry her. She didn't care what Yoonchae presented as, as long as she did in the end. She would love her either way.
So why was there such a nagging feeling in the back of her mind. She knew Yoonchae would probably be a beta–both her parents being beta's–it was in the books for her. Being an alpha was unlikely, the same with being an omega.
But Yoonchae's smell had been changing for a while. More enhanced, stronger. It threw Megan off. Maybe it was Coachella, and the sets they went to too. Lots of people were in the crowds, Yoonchae could've easily caught some random scent. Maybe multiple random scents.
But it lingered, lingered in a way that maybe wasn't the scent of sweat and various pheromones other people carried. In a way that drew Megan in. Her alpha nature drawn in by Yoonchae's smell.
It didn't take an idiot to know that maybe, just maybe, Yoonchae might be going into heat. Which was natural for omegas, but Yoonchae hadn't presented yet. So Megan decided to blame it on Yoonchae being at the wrong place at the wrong time and getting the smell off some random omega in heat. She ignored the fact that if Yoonchae maybe did actually present it would lead to certain.. ahem.. activities.
In her nature, that would want her to claim, to fill up, to breed, and the way it sounded in Megan's head was not appealing. So she stuck to thinking that maybe it was just a smell that rubbed off of her from somewhere else.
Or in Lara's words. Denial.
Yeah that pissed her off a little bit, she wasn't wrong though.
Anyways.
She herself had presented almost immediately, as an alpha. She knew she would be one, the extra appendage she had gained waiting for her, the next morning after her 18th birthday, proving that.
It wasn't unusual, it freaked her out for a few moments, but it was fine. She needed one anyways.
She shook her head. She needed to get back to the task at hand. She knew everything about alpha presentation, so clearly Yoonchae wouldn't be one–not that it would change anything about their relationship–it didn't bother her. Being a beta was more likely, but omega genes had a way of sneaking around families for generations. Before popping up again.
She didn't know if that would be the case. Omega or beta, it would be fine. She would always love Yoonchae, and it wouldn't change anything.
*”:”*
When she woke up on the second week of Coachella, she knew something had changed. The room smelled, and not in the way when Daniela had to go through heats with Sophia. Because that smell was enclosed to Sophia's room. In their house, not some small trailer with a bunch of bunk beds everywhere.
Not in a trailer room where all the girls slept in and dressed in. She heard small noises coming from a bunk across from her. She knew who it was. She gulped, the scent overtaking her senses. The pheromones filled up the room, the smell of sweat and slick. She heard one of the girls curse.
“Who the fuck, did not take their heat suppressants?” She heard Lara say. The other girls woke up from the yelling.
The smell was so strong, it took over Megan's body. She didn't know what to do.
“It wasn't me.” Dani whispered and looked at Manon. Manon grumbled something about sleeping and turning off the smell, falling asleep again quickly.
“Not Manon either..” Sophia mumbled, getting up immediately. “Yoonchae..?” She said, and peeked up at Yoonchae's bunk.
The smell overtook her alpha senses, and she curled her nose. “So.. guess she finally presented.” She said, pulling back and sitting on her own bed.
The girls sat, waiting for Sophia's answer. The small whimpers coming from Yoonchae's bunk disrupting everyone's thoughts. Megan could feel a tent in her pants. She knew Sophia and Lara would have small reactions–being mated to their respective mates–so she didn't worry about them. But she worried about herself.
She couldn't act without revealing her relationship with Yoonchae. It wouldn't be so bad, but she didn't think she could. Plus Yoonchae being in heat would make things impossibly worse.
“Megan and Lara. We can't be in this room, especially you.” Sophia finally said, pointing at Megan. “You aren't mated, we can't trust you with Yoonchae like this. Dani, I need you to talk to her, help her, explain everything. If she needs an alpha, I have no problem stepping in for that.” she ended.
That's when all the girls heard a growl. Low and deep, rumbling from Megan's chest. The thought of Sophia. Their leader, doing things to Yoonchae made her mad, things that she should only be allowed to do. It made her jealous. She couldn't have that. Not when Yoonchae had finally presented.
“Well we can't leave her.” Megan growled.
“Well she can't be around you, because I don't think you'll be able to control you're impulses.”
That went straight through Megan's chest. Hot, seeping, and painful.
She was dangerous, Yoonchae wasn't safe around her.
Huh, so that's why she was so nervous. Makes sense now.
“Yeah, I'm sorry Megan, but Sophia's right. We can leave her with omegas, that's safest.”
Another arrow shot.
Megan grumbled, but nodded.
Sophia noticed the bulge in Megan's pants, and sighed.
“Yeah, let's get you out of here.” Sophia said, getting up and pulling Megan. Daniela walked over to Yoonchae, talking quietly. Manon looked up from her bed, watching Lara walk out. She was an omega too, her nature wanting to protect a fellow omega in need.
She walked up too, talking to Yoonchae quietly as well. Something burned in Megan's stomach, she felt herself get pulled away, the tent in her pants worse. She could smell the soothing pheromones that Sophia was letting out, and she hated to say it, but they helped.
“So, what do we do?” Lara asked, and it was a pretty logical question. What would they do? “Yoonchae finally presented, the other girls are helping her,” she paused. “but there is no way we can find some suppressants that'll work this far in her heat.”
“you’re right, she probably had to deal with that all night, and we can't interfere, unless she asks for an alpha. Which I have no problem doing for her.” Sophia said.
“What? You can't fucking do that.” Megan whispered, pushing Sophia.
“Megan, calm down.” and Megan flinched, she was using her leader voice. The voice that got the other member to obey her immediately. Her ears pinned back as Sophia tried calming her down.
Megan did her best to calm down, Sophia's soothing voice and pheromones trying their best. But she couldn't, not when Yoonchae was in heat, when her mat–
Her girlfriend, needed help.
She needed to help her.
She couldn't leave her like that.
She took a deep breath and–
“Me and Yoonchae are dating.” She blurted out.
And Sophia, her jaw dropped.
“I called it.” Lara called from somewhere, very unhelpfully.
“Oh fuck–and I was saying–oh, yeah no.. Shit, Megan sorry.” She took a deep breath. “Sorry, oh wow–like, you guys are a thing?"
“Yeah.” She said, scratching the back of her neck.
“So.. are you gonna.. y'know.. mate her?”
Megan flinched, then growled.
Sophia jumped backwards.
This really wasn't going as planned.
Not that it was anyways.
You get it.
Sophia took a deep breath again, looking at Megan. “So.. no mating?”
“I mean.. I could do that.” Megan's voice suddenly squeaky and strained.
“So you guys gonna ignore the fact that we have an omega in heat and she's practically waiting to be.. ahem, fulfilled by, well, you.” Lara said, pointing at Megan.
“I just–i can't!” Megan shouted, throwing her hands up.
Both girls looked at her, pretty puzzled.
“What's wrong? Do you not want her like that?” Sophia asked calmly. Which irritated Megan further.
“No, fuck! She's hot, I love everything about her. Her body, her smile, the way she laughs, the way she talks. I'm just.. scared.” she said silently.
Her head dropped low, and tears pooled in her eyes. She felt a hand grab at her shoulder. She shook it off. Then, she felt it again.
“Look at me Megan.” Sophia quipped.
“No.”
“Look, I get it. I was scared too. But just because you're scared, doesn't mean you should give up.” She sighed, her words weren't changing Megan's mind. “Yoonchae needs you. She's waiting in that little trailer, probably waiting for you. Wondering why you aren't there to help her.”
Megan sighed. “I.. I just can't. You don't get it Sophia. What if–what if I hurt her? What if it's too much for her.. what if she doesn't like it?” Megan said, her voice small and weak.
Tears fell slowly, the amount of them almost non-existent, but to Sophia, still there. She felt herself get pulled into Sophia's arms. It felt like a hug from her mother, she loved it. She stuck her nose into Sophia's neck, shaking slightly. She was so scared.
She didn't want to hurt Yoonchae.
She was scared what would happen after this.
Would Yoonchae like it? Why was it so hard to decide?
“Stop overthinking Megan, Yoonchae needs you. I get that you're scared, but you won't hurt her. I didn't realize that you guys were together, but I do realize that she loves you, and you love her too. So, go check up on her. If not for me, for her. Please.” Sophia said quietly, scratching Megan's head.
“Okay.” She whispered, and looked around. Lara was gone, probably left during the rest of the conversation.
“I'll try, I'll.. help her.”
“Good–that's good. Go Mei, she needs you.”
Megan could feel her heart race, she pulled away from Sophia–who offered a small smile as encouragement–and walked to the door of the trailer. The door stopped most of Yoonchae's heat scent from oozing out, but she could smell it. The distress, the want, the need.
She gulped, opening the door.
Her throat dried instantly. The smell was so good. So overwhelming, so powerful, so insanely Yoonchae. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Her jean shorts felt uncomfortably tight in her groin area.
Manon and Daniela were cooped up next to Yoonchae. Who was still whimpering and squirming.
“It's okay, chip.”
“We'll figure something out for you.”
She heard the girls speaking to Yoonchae. Her heart swelled with appreciation, the girls cared so much. Before she could say anything, Daniela turned around.
“Megan–”
“You can't be in here.” Manon whisper-shouted. “She's sensitive and doesn't need more alpha smells.”
“I need to help her.” She said urgently, the girls glared at her.
“No, if you aren't her alpha, then you can't do… that with her.” Daniela said, her words sharp and final.
“But–fuck.. look, we're dating, we've been dating for weeks. I love her, and she needs help.” She breathed out. Sweat pooled behind her neck.
It was so hot. The room, the smells, the feeling of an omega in heat.
“What.”
“I knew it!” Manon shouted, clapping her hands. The sudden noise caused Yoonchae to jolt.
She let out a low whine, it called to Megan. Her eyes dilated immediately. Her cock hardening and pressing even more uncomfortably into the fabric of her jean shorts.
“Sheesh, okay, um, this is a little embarrassing.” Manon said, finally realizing that she scared Yoonchae. “So.. you're gonna.. take care of her?” She asked.
“Uhm..” Megan gulped. “Uh, yeah–shoot–you guys should uh.. leave.”
“Right.” Daniela snapped, finally looking up at Megan. The lack of a total reaction before actually scaring her a little bit.
“Megan. I swear to fucking God if you don't take care of her properly. I. Will. Fucking. Kill. You.” Daniela said, pausing at each word to warn Megan.
“I won't. I promise.”
“Good, because that's my fucking sister right there. I know you're super inexperienced, but that doesn't mean your instincts won't show you what to do. Help her, and help her fast.” Daniela said, still glaring slightly at Megan.
She and Manon walked out the door.
It locked shut with a satisfying click.
Megan felt herself stiffen.
Whimpers and whines, so many of them. Yoonchae at the top bunk. Curled in on herself.
The sight caused Megan's heart to squeeze.
She denied Yoonchae of being treated almost immediately. Just because she was scared. Oh God she was such a coward. Her feelings didn't matter anymore, because Yoonchae must've been fucking terrified.
She breathed in the scent, the pheromones, the sweat, the heat, the moisture and slick coated between Yoonchae's thighs.
It smelled so good.
And Megan couldn't believe it, but it made her mouth water.
Ew, that's gross. She thought, but then again, she was about to do something completely inappropriate right now anyway.
She stepped forward a few more times–enough to hear Yoonchae's labored breathing. The way she huffed from her nose, how she panted quietly. The sweat clinging to her skin, the permanent flush adorning her beautiful cheek bones and face.
She looked ethereal.
Megan gulped for the millionth time that day.
“Um.. hey Yoonchae. How–” her voice cracked and she coughed. “How are you doing..?” She asked sheepishly and heard a low feminine growl come deep from Yoonchae's chest.
“M-Megan.. I'm in heat!” She shouted, her eyes glazed over with want.
[INTERMISSION]
“So.. what do you guys think they're doing in there.” Lara said–munching on a churro–coming back.
“Isn't it a little obvious–we know they are-”
“Eugh! That's so gross, I do not want to think about Megan and Yoonchae like that. Especially Yoonchae.” Manon interrupted.
“It's completely natural Manon, this is just how things work.” Sophia added.
“La La La Laaa–I can't hear you guys!” Manon shouted, covering her ears and closing her eyes.
Lara snorted. “Yeah, that's what I have to deal with.”
“Anyways–”
“Do you guys think Megan will be able to take care of her properly?” Daniela cut off. The worry in her tone very evident.
“She'll be fine. Her instincts will help her–”
“Yeah but.. what if it's wrong?” She paused. “What if Yoonchae gets hurt. Maybe we should go back.” She said, already edging closer to the path back to the trailer.
“Dani, my love, stop.” Sophia called out.
Daniela stopped.
She turned backwards, and nodded.
Nothing would happen.
Yoonchae would be fine.
She was in Megan's hands.
“She'll be perfectly fine. We just have to wait it out.” Sophia’s soothing voice drew out.
“Yeah okay..”
[END OF INTERMISSION]
Megan took a deep breath, and crawled into the small bed.
Yoonchae whimpered, immediately latching onto Megan's body. She breathed in Megan's scent, sighing softly. Her nose pressed against Megan's scent gland.
“It doesn't feel good Mei Mei.” She whispered.
“I know baby, I'm gonna help you.”
“Please.”
She shushed Yoonchae, pressing a small kiss to her forehead. It was hot in the tiny bed, and Yoonchae's clothes stuck uncomfortably to her skin. Soaked with sweat.
“I'm gonna take these off.” She gulped, pulling Yoonchae's tight shirt off.
Yoonchae squirmed, she was so sensitive. Her nipples rubbed against her top as Megan pulled it off. She let out a small whine. It was needy, and Megan's pupils dilated even more.
“Fuck. Okay, um–shorts next?” She asked cautiously.
“Megan, if you don't fuck me right now, I'm gonna push you down and do it myself.” Yoonchae snapped. Megan was being too cautious, and it was actually pissing her off.
“Um–right, yes. I'll get to it.”
She pulled off Yoonchae's sleep shorts, revealing her panties. They were soaked. She sucked in a sharp breath and pulled off her own shorts as well.
To say she was hard was an understatement.
“Megan–” Yoonchae whined out involuntarily.
“I know, I know baby, I'm doing it. I'm going as fast as I can.”
“Go faster.” She yipped, rubbing against Megan.
“Sorry!”
She took a deep breath and pulled them down. She was so wet. Slick coated her thighs, dripping from her hole.
Megan's cock twitched.
Yoonchae purred quietly and cupped Megan's bulge.
“Take–off, yours too.” She breathed out, watching Megan pull down her boxers.
Her cock sprung, bouncing slightly. She heard a sharp intake of breath from Yoonchae.
“Big.”
“Not really.”
“Shut up. It's perfect.”
Megan smiled at that. Then she grabbed her cock, leaning over Yoonchae. Slick dripped, and Megan pumped out nice pheromones, calming Yoonchae.
“I'm going now.”
“You're so awkward.”
“I know.” She breathed out, and pushed her cock to Yoonchae's dripping folds.
She pressed slightly, rubbing. It caused Yoonchae to jolt up. “Megan–”
“I'll take care of you baby.”
the head of her cock slipped in. There was no resistance, Yoonchae let out a long whimper. Her walls pulling Megan in.
“Oh shit. Yeah, that's good.” Megan encouraged, finally slipping herself fully in.
She paused.
She was inside Yoonchae.
Fully inside.
And it felt amazing.
“Fuck, your like.. really tight.”
“Bad?” Yoonchae whimpered out, bucking her hips for any semblance of pleasure.
“No, fuck, no. Good–really good.”
“Okay.” She breathed out. “Start, please.”
“Right.”
Megan pulled out, then pushed back in. Yoonchae let out a small moan. She pulled Megan by the shoulders, and pulled her down.
They pressed their foreheads together, and Megan could hear Yoonchae's pants. She bucked her hips back and forth. Eyes squeezing shut in pleasure at Yoonchae's warmth.
It felt so good, she kept bucking into Yoonchae. Hearing the small moans and whimpers coming from her body. It wasn't enough for Yoonchae, she needed more.
“Meg– faster, go.. hnng– faster!” She said, her eyes closed. Megan nodded against her and pushed quicker. Strokes hitting deeper and faster. Yoonchae moaned louder, moans short and pitchy.
The quick sounds of skin meeting skin filled the trailer. Same with Yoonchae's girly moans and Megan's grunts of pleasure. She pistoned in and out of Yoonchae's body. Her movements jerky and sloppy.
“Fuck..good?”
“Mhm.. yeah–” Yoonchae's body arched at a particular sharp thrust from Megan. Her nails raking down Megan's body. They cut deep lines into her back, little red dots of blood appearing with the movement.
Megan winced, but decided to ignore the feeling, pushing her head down to Yoonchae's neck. She sniffed Yoonchae's scent. Licking her jaw to her pulse point. She sucked slightly, causing Yoonchae to let out a low moan.
A small blooming bruise appeared as she sucked harder. Nipping at the skin. Small little bite marks and patches of bruises began to adorn Yoonchae's neck. One by one. Megan thrust forward. Yoonchae moaned.
She nuzzled Yoonchae's scent gland, her nose bumping against the junction where her shoulder met her neck. It smelled delicious, and her instincts yelled at her to claim, to mark.
Not yet, I can't do that yet. She heard from somewhere in the back of her mind. She lifted her head begrudgingly, looking up at Yoonchae's shut eyes. Her mouth parted just so. Letting out tiny moans, getting dragged out by Megan's deeper thrusts. She hit a spongey part inside Yoonchae and Yoonchae's eyes sprung open.
Her eyes rolled back in delight, and Megan slammed her mouth against Yoonchae's. She kissed her, all passion, fire and heat. She stuck her tongue inside, and Yoonchae sucked on it. Her cheeks hollowing out as she pressed her tongue against Megan's.
They separated, a string of saliva connected between them. Yoonchae's face was flush, sweat clung to her forehead, causing her newly blonde hair to stick to it. She whimpered, and then Megan felt it.
Yoonchae tightened even more around her. Her pussy sputtering around her.
“Fuck..Yoonchae–”
“Close–Mei, I'm gonna–” she didn't get to finish her sentence before Megan started pounding into her. Movements sloppy and fast.
She pulled Megan even closer, hitting that spot just right. Her eyes squeezed shut as she moaned and came.
White hot pleasure hit every inch of her body, her back arching off the bed as she cried out. Wave after wave hit her body and Megan couldn't take it. She kept going, Yoonchae would need to go for a few more rounds anyways.
Yoonchae opened her eyes, staring at Megan. She didn't stop, and before she knew it, another orgasm hit Yoonchae like a tsunami. She cried out again.
Megan could feel her tip getting swollen. It was getting harder to move.
“Yoonchae–” she panted out. “One more, with me baby.”
She nodded, pulling in Megan with her legs. She could feel Megan's shaft get swollen inside her.
“Gonna.. knot– fuck!” She heard Megan yell.
A few more thrusts and Megan dug her face into Yoonchae's scent gland, biting down. Not hard enough to mark, but hard enough that a bite would be visible for a few weeks.
She felt Megan spurt inside her, the feeling causing one last, very powerful orgasm to wash over her. The bite causing more pleasure against her as well.
She heard Megan knot her with a soft pop. Her cum filled her up. She felt so full.
Megan's body slumped against hers, they wouldn't be able to do anything else until the knot went down. Which wouldn't be for another hour or two. So Yoonchae nuzzled Megan's neck, sniffing her quietly.
“Yoonchae.” Megan's voice was so small.
“Mm?” She acknowledged.
“Was it good?”
“It was amazing, jagiya.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay. That's um, good.”
Megan closed her eyes, and breathed in softly. She was good, she did good. She heard Yoonchae's soft breaths, and they both fell asleep quickly. The exhaustion and overwhelming happiness finally taking a toll on both their bodies.
*”:”*
Yoonchae opened her eyes, she could feel Megan inside her. The knot had gone down during their small nap, so she pulled it out. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, and shook Megan slightly.
Megan's eyes opened quickly. Pushing her head up and looking at Yoonchae. Yoonchae smiled at her, pressing a small kiss to her mouth.
She parted, opening her mouth to speak “Jagiya. My heat is better now. It's less.. hot and uncomfortable now.” She whispered against Megan's lips.
Megan shook the sleep from her body and got up. Pressing a small kiss to Yoonchae's head. “Okay, that's good. I'm gonna bring you some water. We can go back to sleep after that.”
“Okay.”
Megan hopped off the bed, doing her best not to jostle Yoonchae after everything. She padded over to the small mini fridge they had in the corner. Various snacks and other things lay around it. She opened it quickly, pulled out some cool water bottles and walked back over to Yoonchae's bed.
“Here baby.”
“Mm, thanks.” Yoonchae said, opening the bottle and sipping on it quietly. The heat would be satiated for now, but in a few hours, she would need Megan again. For now they just sat next to each other, sipping cold water.
And when she was finally ready to go back to sleep, Megan pulled her into her arms, kissing her softly.
“I love you baby.”
“I love you too Mei Mei. Thank you for helping me.”
“Of course. It's my job now.” Megan teased.
“Yes, you're stuck doing this for me for forever now.” Yoonchae joked back.
In the back of Megan's mind, the thought of how scared she was, was nagging. She knew it was mostly because she didn't want to hurt her, but also because she was scared of what would happen if she publicly loved Yoonchae.
The rest of the girls would still and always deal with hate from other people, and it wasn't fair. But she quickly realized that loving someone should never be hidden, because right now in this small room, she knew she loved Yoonchae. She would never be ashamed, and anyone who said otherwise could go to hell.
Love was love, and that's what they both deserved.
The girls smiled, maybe the world sucks sometimes, but they loved one another, and for now, that was enough.