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Professors Jayce and Viktor Talis had been collaborating on their course for almost five years now.
They had been lab partners while studying through their respective degrees, and once they had graduated to teaching, they found that they worked well together in more ways than one.
Jayce and Viktor taught a ten week long fertility and fetal development class together, beginning with a lecture on omega biology, and wrapping up with a lecture where the instructors would bring in their newborn, healthy pup for a visit.
The pair had developed the Hexcore technology together, and one of their innovations enabled Viktor to carry their pups for an accelerated gestation. To suit their university course schedule, they’d perfected the term to an exact nine weeks, so the students could always meet the fruits of Viktor’s labor in their final lecture.
A new semester was starting, and the Professors Talis were preparing for their introductory lecture. While most professors might dress up for the occasion, Jayce always made sure to wear clothing that was already a little worse for wear, knowing it would be ruined by Viktor’s slick by the end of the lecture. Besides, time was of the essence when working with a heat that was as precisely-calculated as Viktor’s, and taking the time to undo some fussy sport coat could cost his mate precious seconds of emptiness when Jayce could otherwise be fucking him silly – or, to be more professional about it, providing a proper demonstration of alpha mating techniques.
Jayce heard the doors to the hall swing open just as he finished setting the stirrups on the exam table. “Hi, beautiful,” he said, his voice tender. Viktor waved and re-gripped his cane as he descended the stairs. “Ready for today?”
“We timed this heat particularly close, I think.” Viktor had been able to smell Jayce from their office around the corner, his olfactory senses heightened by the onset of his heat. The gnawing ache in his lower belly was still manageable, but Viktor was glad they had class in twenty minutes. He'd be practically begging for Jayce’s knot in forty.
The last time Viktor had walked down these stairs, he'd been heavily pregnant with their fifth pup, and Jayce had held him steady by the elbow as he waddled toward the podium. He'd only just reached the front of the classroom when his water had broken, heralding the arrival of that semester's pup.
Hooking his cane over the back of a chair left both of Viktor’s hands free to pull Jayce in for a quick kiss. The alpha’s pheromones filled Viktor’s nose, stoking the embers of arousal already burning in his lower back. Viktor pressed his nose to the bare hollow of Jayce’s collarbone and inhaled deeply.
“Oh, yeah. I can smell it on you.” Jayce nuzzled Viktor’s hair. “‘S gonna make it hard to lecture.”
“Mm. You don’t say,” Viktor replied, pulling himself back with incredible self-control. Staying too close to Jayce would only move his heat closer, and they at least had to get through some course introduction before getting to their demonstration.
Jayce looked forlorn at the loss, but the tent in his trousers told Viktor he’d made the right call. “Torture,” he mumbled. “I’ll try to keep the intro short. Stuff’s behind the curtain,” he said, gesturing with a thumb toward the exam table.
The projectors’ hum accompanied the acoustic thump of Viktor’s cane. He glanced up at the screen as Jayce positioned a transparency of omega anatomy on the overhead and smiled to himself. He remembered posing for that drawing, how carefully Jayce had mapped his body from warm flesh to paper and ink, and how meticulously he'd overlaid the scans of Viktor's internal anatomy to make sure every placement was precise. The underlying devotion, when Jayce could have shown any diagram from any medical text, was obvious to Viktor: you are the ideal omega, the perfect specimen. Viktor noted the careful shading to the sides of his mons pubis and smiled, recalling just how closely Jayce had inspected his subject as he committed it to paper.
It was a little silly to use a privacy screen to change when soon his entire undercarriage would be on display, but Viktor took his time undressing and folding his clothes. His heat had flared when he’d scented Jayce, and he hoped it would calm somewhat as he concentrated on the clinical routine of undressing and putting on a loose gown. Instead, the next shiver that ran along Viktor’s spine went down as well as up, and he muffled a little moan behind bitten lips as a cramp gripped his belly. He pushed his fist into the space with a grunt and a wince.
Jayce looked up from his projector. “Cramping pretty hard, huh, mama?” He set down his papers and started over to where Viktor was getting changed, then stopped short. “Oh – me getting closer probably…won’t help.”
“Definitely won’t.” Viktor gave his mate a rueful smile and rubbed side to side over his stomach. Though he was still slender, after his third pregnancy Viktor's lower stomach had developed a lingering swell, just enough to fill the cup of Jayce's hand. It was a small price to pay for the victory of bearing five of Jayce's pups, and one Viktor hardly minded. He knew that by the end of the week, the pout to his belly would be filled out and firm, and the thought made him shiver.
Students began to filter into the classroom, and Viktor pulled a dark cotton robe over the top of his gown and sat on the end of the exam table, across the stage from Jayce. With the anticipation surrounding the start of their course, it didn’t take long for the lecture hall to fill, and soon Jayce checked his watch and nodded to the last few students coming in. He clapped his hands for attention, and the din settled.
“Anyone who’s not here for fertility and fetal development is going to get an eyeful here pretty shortly, so if you’re here for anything else, uh…leave.” Jayce’s well-rehearsed line earned a few titters from the students. “Right. If you’re sticking around, that means you’re here to learn about omega biology and reproduction, and we’re the resident experts in Piltover. I’m Jayce Talis, and my esteemed co-lecturer here is Viktor.” He gestured across the stage. Viktor waved. “Over the next ten weeks you’ll be learning omega physiology during gestation, and we’ve utilized Hextech to accelerate a pregnancy to fit within the bounds of our course. Even though it’s faster than the usual nine months, we’ve determined that the milestones and physiology are pretty similar.”
As Jayce did his introduction, his explanation of Hextech and how it made their work possible, and their previous successes - their family, that was - Viktor’s scent became more potent. As a result, Jayce knew his explanatory skills would devolve the longer he went on, so with a time bomb that smelt of sweetmilk ticking prettily across the stage, he abbreviated his introduction.
“We, uh, timed things a little close this time, so I’m gonna have to skip the overhead anatomy portion and do the, um, physical one.” Jayce switched the projector off, and Viktor shivered as the alpha plucked at his shirt collar. He could see the flush rising on Jayce’s neck and cheeks to match his own. “Vik, you ready?”
Viktor was already undoing the tie of his robe and sliding it off his shoulders. He pushed himself back onto the exam table and spread his thighs without hesitation, putting his good leg in one stirrup and letting Jayce lift the other into place. Jayce tucked his gown back behind his knees and took a moment to adjust the camera angles so the students had an uninterrupted shot of Viktor’s spread pussy. Viktor was already soaked, the sheet beneath his ass transparent and damp, and his hole clenched as he saw himself on screen. There were a few scattered gasps as students realized just how dedicated their professors were to in-depth instruction.
“Alright, so, omega anatomy.” Jayce’s gloved fingers traced the sides of Viktor’s cunt. “The external lips are the labia majora, then these interior ones are the minora…”
Jayce’s clinical touch was effective but gentle, keeping the worst of Viktor's heat at bay, but the more his fingers explored his internal anatomy, the wetter Viktor became. He put his hand over his mouth to muffle his noises when Jayce's fingers dipped inside his pussy to spread him wide, showing the inflamed glands within. He felt a flood drip over Jayce's gloved hand. "Sorry," he breathed, brow furrowed, staring up at the ceiling and the dimmed can lights above him, trying to rein in his self-control and allow Jayce to complete his exam.
“‘S okay, baby,” Jayce murmured, stilling his fingers and allowing Viktor to relax. “I know you’re right on the edge. Almost done, I promise. So, what you all just saw was an expression of a slick gland, and those get more frequent the closer to a heat you get. During the heat, they’re almost constant. That’s why dehydration is such a concern. See the consistency,” Jayce said, withdrawing his fingers and letting the clear slick drip in thin strands. His entire glove was shiny to the wrist. “Thinner and a little stringier than you see during the rest of the cycle, just from the hormonal changes. After his heat ends, it'll thicken up from the progesterone creating a barrier over his cervix to protect any potential pups." Jayce slid his fingers back into Viktor, exploring deeper, his brow furrowed as he concentrated.
Viktor heard Jayce's explanations distantly, through an increasingly loud pulse of blood in his ears. His cheeks and chest were flushed and the sweat on his brow had begun to roll in droplets. As Jayce's fingers pushed deeper and stoked the fires of Viktor's heat, the omega snatched the blanket Jayce had laid over his pillow and dragged it over his nose, inhaling deeply. The blanket muffled Viktor's whine as the scent of their pups filled his nose, calming the racing desperation in his nerves just enough to stay still and not squirm on Jayce's fingers. His toes curled in the stirrups. Oh, but Viktor wanted Jayce's pup, wanted to be full and heavy with it, wanted to give his alpha a beautiful healthy pup...
Viktor swallowed and the thoughts stopped, and then he realized he had been speaking aloud, muttering his desire into the blanket clutched to his face. Viktor's eyes found Jayce's and he heaved a shallow breath, his mate's name on his lips, a breathed apology. "I'm okay," he assured, making a fist and digging his nails into his palm to concentrate. "Keep going. I’m fine."
“It’s okay, V,” he said, dropping a chaste kiss to Viktor’s inner knee. “You’re doing great. That’s a good demonstration, anyway. That’s a symptom of advanced heat onset, and it means I should really wrap this up and get you taken care of.” Jayce pulled his fingers out and removed his gloves, tossing them in the bin and checking the camera angles again. Viktor’s glossy pussy, swollen and flushed pink, filled the screen.
“Only assignment for today’s class, by the way,” Jayce started, undoing his trousers with an air of rote efficiency. Only Viktor was privy to the tremble of his hands as Jayce undid his belt, giving away the alpha’s diminishing control. “Create a diagram of omega anatomy as we’ve reviewed it here today. It’ll be graded on accuracy, so be sure to label name and function. Bonus points if you draw on Viktor’s moles.”
There was a general commotion among the students as those who hadn’t already been taking notes got out their supplies to do so. This assignment in particular always highlighted those who had a skill for capturing the human form. Viktor thought you could usually tell who was subsidizing their education by taking artwork commissions on the side. Anyone with an affinity for drawing fluids would receive a fine set of references during their class today.
Viktor, who was under no such obligation to take notes, focused his gaze on Jayce's cock. He'd always admired Jayce's self-control when it came to this demonstration; he couldn't fathom the effort it took to speak through his exam and teach anatomy, field questions and explain himself all while he had his digits buried in his omega's cunt. For Viktor's part, it was all he could do to keep his gown on. He bit his lip as Jayce stroked himself to hardness, his foreskin sliding back to reveal the smooth tip of his cock, already beading with precome. Viktor's cunt grew slicker as it clenched with need.
Jayce stood between Viktor’s parted knees and checked the camera angles one final time before taking himself in hand at last. As he pulled himself out of his trousers, Viktor moaned; Jayce was already dripping precome, fully erect and straining. Jayce flicked his thumb over the tip of his cock and groaned Viktor’s name under his breath. Viktor moaned in reply. Jayce closed his eyes, exhaled to collect his composure and cleared his throat. “Alright, princess,” he said, rubbing the head of his cock against Viktor’s lips. “Showtime.”
“Mmh–ah,” Viktor gasped. Jayce’s cock split him wide, filling him in one slick push. “Oh, fuck. Yes.”
“That’s right, beautiful, you take me so good…” Jayce cleared his throat again and pressed a button on the monitor beside him. The camera angles changed to show the join of their bodies, and one monitor began to play a simulation of the internal anatomy coming together.
Viktor saw the images flicker out of the corner of his vision, but now that Jayce was inside him, all of Viktor's attention was focused on his alpha. Now that their mating had begun, he was no longer trying to muffle his sounds. For the sake of students’ learning, Viktor did his best to stay quiet and compliant for the exam and anatomy instruction, but for the same reason he didn’t hold back during their coupling. Successful mating was a requirement for reproduction, after all, and a successful mating between an alpha and an omega well-suited for one another should under no circumstances be quiet.
Viktor moaned aloud as Jayce stretched him wide and bottomed out, his heavy balls slapping Viktor's ass with his forward force. Viktor gripped the blanket in one hand, inhaling its scent deeply and rubbing his face against it as Jayce began to move. Every thrust pushed an uh, uh from his lungs. "Yes, yes," Viktor groaned, spreading his knees wider and pushing against the stirrups. "Breed me, Jayce, give me, give me your pup. Please."
"That's it, baby." Jayce groaned, holding himself up with one hand planted on the bed. "Yeah, you're ready, can feel it." He chuffed proudly, then tore his attention away from Viktor to focus on the class instead.
"A-Alright. Mm." Jayce pulled the hem of his shirt up so he could get a better look at Viktor’s cunt as his cock sunk into it, over and over. “Viktor’s body is very receptive to his alpha right now. He’s keening for me, and you can hear – and see, fuck – how slick he is. So of course I’m - fuck - responding in turn. My pheromones are ramping up for him. It’s, ah – getting hard to lecture, when…I just wanna…breed him.” Jayce gripped Viktor’s hip hard enough to bruise. “Not far off now.”
Viktor’s senses were becoming overwhelmed by his heat. The thick length of his alpha’s cock filling him, the warmth of his body between Viktor’s legs, the scent of him potent, the look in his eyes intense. Viktor was so lucky to have an alpha so strong and smart, so virile, who could breed him and aid him through his pregnancy and engineer a faster gestation just for him. So smart, and so handsome, and so strong and his cock felt so good, filling him up just as he needed, just as his body craved. Viktor couldn’t resist the desire to drag Jayce down and crush his mouth in a devouring, hungry kiss. “My alpha,” Viktor moaned, gripping Jayce’s neck. “Mine, mine.”
Jayce was more than happy to be pulled into the kiss, crushing their noses together. They broke apart breathlessly a moment later and Jayce thumbed over Viktor’s scent gland, making the omega cry out and squirm on the table. A fresh wave of potent omega scent filled the room. He pushed Viktor’s head to the side, exposing the tender gland for the class to see, and pressed at it again. The spot flushed an angry red and Jayce’s pupils dilated as the omega scent hit him like a tank. “Fuuuuck,” he groaned. “That, uh, the – scent gland, it, uh…makes me wanna breed him…even better. So good.”
Viktor was as drunk on the rush of pheromones as Jayce, and twice as desperate. He was on fire from head to heels, stretched wide around his alpha’s girth already, and Jayce hadn’t even knotted him yet. Viktor pulled the baby blanket down over his mouth to muffle his needy whimpers, but the scent of their pups only made him more wanton. What little composure he had was fucked away with every wet slap of Jayce’s balls against his ass.
“Oh, fuck. Vik, V, baby,” Jayce groaned. As the fever of Viktor’s heat built, his body began to grip tight around Jayce, reluctant to let him go. Jayce felt the rhythmic squeezing of impending climax begin, and used the last of his mental energy to give his final notes on procedure.
“The final stage of…ah, shit, ‘s so good, it’s, um, the knot. Vik’s begging for it–”
“Jayce!” Viktor’s heels dug into Jayce’s back insistently. “Please!”
“Watch the screen,” Jayce gasped, managing two more complete seconds before succumbing to the siren song of Viktor’s pussy. Viktor’s cunt yawned wide around the rapidly-inflating knot, pink tissue stretched so thin it became nearly translucent around the great swollen organ.
The diagram on the screen showed an internal view, with Jayce’s cock spilling ropes inside the omega’s body. Had the video been set on a timer it could not have gone off more perfectly than it did, showing the on-screen hole clenching and milking the alpha’s knot just as Viktor tipped the edge into orgasm. Jayce’s release painted his insides in thick spurts, and Viktor’s body rippled, responding in kind with a renewed abundance of slick and a frisson of wild pleasure that knocked the wind from his lungs. Viktor’s grip on the baby blanket tightened and slacked as orgasm took control of his extremities. His belly, which had been so achingly empty, finally eased its frantic cramping and let pleasure fill the spaces it left behind.
Jayce’s furrowed brow and pinched expression relaxed with the last few pulses of his cock inside his mate. He refocused his eyes and watched Viktor ride out the rest of his climax, petting down Viktor’s ribs as the omega’s heaving breaths calmed, catching his own breath and regaining his composure to finish the lecture. Their bodies were shiny-slick with Viktor’s emissions, and their mingled scents were thick in the air. When Viktor met Jayce’s gaze and gave him a lazy, sated smile, Jayce nodded and cleared his throat.
“Alright. So, that’s a completed mating,” Jayce said, and there was a scattered laugh among the students in attendance. “Right? Kind of intense. I’m pretty locked into place here,” he said, parting Viktor’s lips with his fingers to show the camera a better view. Viktor shivered with oversensitivity, but stayed still for the cameras to show the obscene spread of his pussy around the enormous, swollen knot. Jayce shifted from foot to foot, testing the seal; he wasn’t going anywhere for some time. “A typical knot can last from five to twenty minutes, depending on age, maturity, suppressants, arousal - all sorts of facto-ors…” Jayce’s eyes fluttered and he gripped Viktor’s hips. “Ha. And while I’m knotted, his body is gonna keep squeezing me, and get as much ejaculate up into his womb as it can. Every one of those contractions draws things deeper.”
“The contractions feel like a menstrual cramp,” Viktor added, the first thing he’d said aloud to the class at large. “But it does not hurt. It’s a tightening sensation, a gripping.” He made a fist, fingers furling and unfurling in demonstration. As he did so, his body contracted again, and Viktor stifled a gasp.
“Glad to have you back, V.” Jayce’s chuckle was warm, and he leaned down to nuzzle Viktor’s bond mark, then kissed his cheek. He rested his palm on Viktor’s lower stomach and smiled, satisfied, at how warm and firm it was beneath his hand.
Viktor gave Jayce an easy grin. He felt more like himself immediately in the relief of having been knotted. He gave an experimental squeeze around Jayce and gasped in pleasure as his mate’s cock gave a reflexive twitch. He cleared his throat and focused. “If conception is the goal, then allowing gravity to aid the flow of ejaculate is recommended. This table rests on a slight incline, with my hips higher than my shoulders.” He gestured to the angled dial on the side of the exam table. “If conception is not a priority, any number of positions can be used to achieve a knotting climax.”
Every thirty seconds or so his body spasmed and triggered another spill from Jayce, then squeezed internally to draw the result toward his womb. The simulation on the screen lined up perfectly with one such episode, and Viktor watched the splash of ejaculate on screen travel into the illustrated womb. The simulation zoomed in on one sperm swimming up a fallopian tube and being the first to breach the wall of a waiting egg, creating a zygote. Viktor imagined the same was happening inside him, and that he had already conceived Jayce’s next pup. The idea made the corner of his mouth lift, and he traced a circle around his navel with his index finger as the egg on screen split and duplicated.
Jayce fielded a few questions from students as they waited for his knot to go down. No, a heat does not end the moment conception happens; yes, it is possible to get pregnant even without a successful knot; yes, there are heat aids for same-gender couples that mimic a knot and can be used for conception; no, we’re not answering that, there are other places to find out whether it’s physically possible to fit two knots at once. (Viktor’s expression wavered between dread and interest.) After fifteen minutes or so, Viktor nudged Jayce with his heel to let him know his knot was subsiding, and Jayce slipped out and quickly slid the sheet back down over Viktor’s knees. “Just stay there for a bit, yet, V. I’ll help you to the nest after class.” He patted Viktor’s knee, shared a brief kiss with him, and then redressed before taking the podium again.
Viktor didn’t mind being knotted in front of a classroom of students - perhaps the first few times it had been strange, but now he was well used to the process and found it somewhat routine. Still, there was something about the aftermath - being left spread open, stretched and dripping with fluid - that made him want for privacy. Viktor slid his legs shut, nose wrinkling at the wet squish, and adjusted the sheet. His heat was far from over, but the portion of it that he put on display for students thankfully was. He found the pups’ blanket and pulled it to his face, inhaling deeply and daydreaming for the remainder of the lecture. Soon - in less than three months, in fact - they would add another to their family. Viktor smiled.
The rest of the lecture went off without a hitch, and by the time Jayce dismissed class, he could smell that Viktor's heat was starting up again. He turned back to Viktor as the last students packed their books and left. “Alright, beautiful,” he said. “D’you want me to carry you through, or do you feel well enough to walk?”
Viktor shook his head and held his arms out for Jayce. “Carry me, please,” he said. He could probably make the walk, but he knew that if he stood upright gravity would have its way with the fluids inside him and he’d leave an even worse mess for the janitors to mop. And, well… “I don’t want to lose anything you gave me.” He winked and laid a hand over his belly as Jayce slipped an arm under his legs.
“You got it, princess.” With his other arm supporting Viktor’s back, Jayce made sure Viktor was secure and comfortable, then carried him across toward their office den.
“The lecture went well, I think. More students in this class than we have had for several semesters, yes? Our program is growing,” Viktor remarked, holding the sheet and the baby blanket tight to his chest. Their office was just around the corner from the lecture hall. It was a short walk from the classroom, and Jayce dodged several students along the way.
“Yeah, I’m really happy with the turnout,” Jayce replied. He reached their office and Viktor took the keys from his belt and opened the door. “It’s really promising.” Jayce toed off his shoes before walking in, and closed the door with his heel.
Their office den had a condensed desk area, both pieces pushed to face one another to conserve space and allow them to pass papers back and forth. Jayce’s chair was several layers deep in Talis-emblazoned jackets he kept forgetting to wear home; Viktor’s had a perpetual lean to the left side. After their second year co-teaching, they’d added risers beneath their desks to lift the worktops by a few inches. It made writing a little more tiresome, but it allowed Viktor the necessary clearance to roll himself closer to his desk and still fit his belly.
The rest of the room, past a few cluttered filing cabinets, was lined with layers of pillows and cushions, with a duvet on top. Jayce deposited Viktor in the center of his favorite c-shaped pregnancy pillow and propped his legs up over the bottom of it, keeping his hips angled upward.
“Need anything else?” Jayce asked, undressing to join Viktor in their nest. Viktor shook his head - no - and Jayce gave him the ok sign. “D’you think it took that time? I wonder if it’s ever taken in time with the video.”
“I’ve wondered that myself,” Viktor mused, sliding the pillow under one arm and shifting to rest more comfortably on his side. “I think the sperm takes longer to travel than the simulation shows. So, perhaps yes, but more likely it is happening now. Or sometime during our next round.” Viktor pulled aside the sheet and traced a circle around his navel with an idle finger. A shiver ran up his spine; his heat was building again. “From behind this time, lasko? I’ll ride you, but perhaps a little later. I’m trying to preserve my stamina.” Viktor smoothed a hand up his thigh and over his hip, sliding down to grope one ass cheek and pull it teasingly to the side. “And right now I want to feel you deep inside me.”
"You're insatiable,” Jayce teased, stripping off his shirt and passing it down to Viktor to scent. “‘Course I can.” The alpha pushed the back of the pillow aside and laid down in the space behind his mate, slotting against his back and pressing his half-hard cock into the heat between Viktor’s thighs. He rocked his hips slowly, using the gathering slick to aid the slide of his cock. A half-dozen lazy thrusts had him fully erect, and he reached between Viktor’s thighs and guided himself into his warm, soaked hole. “Fuck, sweetheart,” Jayce groaned into his shoulder. “You always feel so good.”
“Oh, fuck,” Viktor breathed. The first slide of Jayce’s cock into him had him biting his lip and gasping. He was already stretched open and Jayce bottomed out easily, the head of his cock nudging the furled ring of his cervix. No longer encumbered by the need to control himself in front of the student body, Viktor shuddered and cried out. Their office was well-soundproofed, and his shout was deadened by the padded foam walls. Viktor reached for Jayce’s hand, drawing it to his chest. “Yes, so good,” he moaned. “You’re so hard, Jayce.”
“All for you, baby.” Jayce pushed forward and up, rolling his hips into Viktor’s body. He cupped Viktor’s tit and squeezed, earning another moan from his mate. Viktor’s breasts were slightly rounded, half-full with milk for their last pup, not yet weaned. Jayce thumbed his fat, dark brown nipple side to side and was rewarded before long with the familiar drip of milk over the backs of his knuckles. “Fuck, mama. Just like that. Wanna get so full for me?”
Viktor moaned and arched into Jayce’s hand. Milk spilled down onto the sheets beneath them, and the sweet smell of it mingled with both their scents as Jayce teased him to encourage the flow. Jayce knocked the back of Viktor’s knee with his own, gently begging entrance, and Viktor was already wanting for more so he gave it freely. He hitched his leg over Jayce’s, allowing his alpha to take control and move him where he wanted, and Viktor’s cries grew louder as Jayce pushed deeper into his eager body.
Each thrust of Jayce’s hips stoked the building fire of their mutual pleasure. “Viki, Vik,” Jayce hissed, gripping Viktor’s hair at the nape of his neck and pulling his head back. He pressed his nose into Viktor’s scent mark, raked it with his teeth, and twitched inside Viktor as a fresh wave of potent pheromones surged forth.
The head of Jayce’s cock kissed Viktor’s cervix with every thrust. Viktor let out a choked-off moan when one strike timed perfectly with a tug of his hair, and his eyes slid shut with pleasure. “Ooh, oh – yes…”
“Gonna be such a good mama again, gonna get so big, baby,” Jayce panted, still tugging at Viktor’s nipple with his other hand, spilling more milk. “Fuck, you’re so perfect.” He grasped a new handful of Viktor’s hair and pulled his head back far enough that the omega felt lightheaded.
Every inward thrust of Jayce’s thick cock made Viktor’s belly bulge as he bottomed out and filled the space inside Viktor’s lithe body. The miasma of pheromones surrounding them built into a dizzying perfume that left Viktor trembling with need. Beyond his control, his cunt contracted around Jayce's length as if trying to hold him in place, and the resulting friction made Viktor see stars. He cried out Jayce's name and hooked his foot behind his alpha's calf, moving in time with him so that their bodies stayed joined where he wanted them most.
“Fuck, fuck,” Jayce whined, rubbing his nose against Viktor’s flushed scent mark. Laving his tongue across it filled his taste buds with a metallic, earthy tang, Viktor’s scent so strong he could truly taste it. He nipped the mark a few times, but held back from biting down. Jayce was already too close, and a bite would make Viktor squeeze even tighter around him, which would surely send him over the edge. As it was he was practically frozen inside Viktor with the sheer ferocity of his grip around Jayce’s shaft, and his knot was threatening to swell and lock him there. “Close, baby?” Jayce rasped, groping Viktor’s breast and squeezing milk from it in obscene arcs.
“Oh, gods.” Viktor’s voice was almost a sob, raw and needy. His release was building, a liquid heat in his belly billowing outward, and he shuddered with the anticipation of it. “Jayce, please.” His body tensed each time Jayce’s teeth teased at his scent mark, desperate shudders that betrayed his need for Jayce’s claim on him, and when at last Jayce gave in and bit down on it Viktor could only howl as he fell headlong into another climax.
“Fuck, Viktor.” Jayce’s knot swelled instantaneously as Viktor’s cunt spasmed around it. The tissue which had been threatening to engorge flared to life within a second, filling with blood and sealing their bodies together through sheer force of friction. Jayce couldn’t have moved if he wanted to. He held Viktor close as his cock twitched and spilled inside his mate, grunting with his release.
Under his palm, Viktor could feel his belly swelling with Jayce’s seed. That sensation alone kept his orgasm rolling, waves of pleasure holding him hostage until they were both gasping for air and twitching with overstimulation. Viktor rubbed the fullness between his hips, luxuriating in the excess, feeling lazy and sated with it. After Jayce’s thrusts had at last stilled and Viktor had relaxed the arch in his spine, their bodies sagged into one another in hedonistic satisfaction.
Jayce was the first to recover the power of speech, and he used it to utter Viktor’s name in a low, rumbling purr. “You drive me crazy,” he said, sliding his milk-soaked hand from Viktor’s breast down to the curve of his belly. “Fuck, baby, look at you.”
If he wasn’t already pregnant, this had ensured it; his stomach was full with Jayce’s spend, making the soft skin taut and round again. “You filled me well.” Viktor sighed and stroked the tight swell, reveling in the warmth of his alpha, the sharp sting of his bite, the delicious stretch of his knot and the hot, thick spill of his seed deep in Viktor’s womb. He cupped his belly tenderly.
“Mm-hmm. Bred you good this time.” Possessive satisfaction seeped into Jayce’s voice and sent a shiver up Viktor’s spine. Another followed as Jayce lapped over Viktor’s bite mark, cleaning away the pinpricks of blood left by his teeth. “Gonna have my pup again. Get big and heavy.”
Viktor rumbled a gentle purr of agreement while Jayce’s hand roamed his middle - he would swell heavy and round with Jayce’s pup, and soon. Now that he’d borne five of Jayce’s babies, his body was well-accustomed to the task, and took to it eagerly even without the influence of the Hextech accelerator that sped up his term. If he was pregnant, which he no doubt was, Viktor’s body would show signs within days: breasts even more tender than normal, hips aching, scent sweetening, complexion glowing. Viktor turned his head to look up at Jayce with a dreamy smile. “You’ve given me five strong, healthy pups to carry,” he said, “Now we will have a sixth.”
“Here’s to our sixth.” Jayce kissed Viktor’s bond mark. “And to another easy, healthy pregnancy.” He nuzzled the omega’s shoulder proudly, eyes sliding closed. “I’m such a lucky alpha, V, you have no idea. I’ve got my partner in life and the lab.”
Viktor’s answering hum was a satisfied one, falling in pitch as it tapered off. The corners of his mouth upturned. He put his hand over Jayce’s on his belly and held them there, both parents willing a new baby into being as their biology did its work. Around them, the air was heavy with their mingled scents. “We make a good team, Professor Talis,” Viktor agreed.