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Yangyang wished he could man up and just take it cool. He knew the moment would come one day, but this felt too soon… now that Sicheng left for China and Ten followed him a couple of months later the monster under his bed creeped out again.
A monster in the form of his calm and angelic leader.
The greatest privilege an alpha could have was that an omega would feel comfortable enough to share his heat with him, but the gift had turned into torment in this case.
No one was forcing him, and Kun had a long line of alphas ready to jump and help. Yangyang knew Johnny, Sungchan, Yuta, Jungwoo, Jaemin and Chenle had already called Kun offering their services. Non of them were inexperienced alphas, for fucks sake he had helped other omegas and Kun had helped him on his ruts, but this was not the same! Because ruts meant he was out of it. It was Kun taking care of him! And in this case he would be the adult and the carer.
As friends did, Yangyang talked with Shotaro about his worries and some things he was too shy to ask his team members. The Japanese listened carefully, and after a long chat Yangyang felt 'ready' to go back home to a feverish Kun.
"Hey… I thought I would have to call Johnny. Where were you?" Kun interrogated him, but the words fell on deaf ears when the only thing Yangyang could concentrate on was Kun's sweeter scent and the tint of pink now painting his cheeks. "Are you listening to me?"
"I am, omega"
Kun reacted to the selection of words with a frown and an open mouth. "Excuse me? Yangyang."
"I went to talk to Taro, he and Dejun will bring us food and check on us. I wanted it to be ready. Sorry. "
Kun denied with his head, letting his hands and severe expression drop, "no, I overreacted. I feel weird without Sicheng or Ten here. Thanks for taking care of it."
Yangyang pouted. "Yea…"
"I will be in my nest, are you going to your room? We still have a couple of hours."
“Yes, call if you need me.”
The hours passed without Yangyang taking account of it. He removed his headsets and stretched his neck after playing for what felt like 5 minutes noticing the light of his cellphone on. He had an hysterical number of missing calls and messages from Ten. As he unlocked the phone a new call came in.
“Hey.”
“Where are you?”
“At home, in my room. What’s up?”
“Why the fuck are you not with Kunnie. I called to check on him and he is using his toys because you are too busy playing your fucking games instead -”
“Fuck…” Yangyang said low, releasing the last time he saw the omega was a really long time ago.
“Yes, and you better stop and put your fingers to work in other than that stupid controller. Because if Sicheng calls him and finds out he will call Yuta or Chenle, and believe me. You do not want to get ‘kicked down’ in the list.”
Yangyang stayed silent, Ten read between the lines “Tell me what is wrong, If you don’t want to help him it is fine. But we need to know.”
“I do.”
“Then what is wrong?”
“What if I mess it up and hurt his omega? Or I am not good enough to make him feel good or -.”
“Hey… Is ok that you are scared of that, we want to take care of him as he does with us. But I promise, it will be fine. I will call tomorrow and check on you. If you change your mind we can call John or Chenle. Be good to him, and make sure he stays hydrated”
- Ꮚ･ꈊ･Ꮚ
Yangyang walked directly to the omegas room, he pushed the door open. His pupils dilated at the sight of Kun on his knees on his bed, naked and with his fingers trying to reach for the dildo buzzing on his hole.
Kun let his upper body fall to the bed once he noticed the guest in his room, ass in the air and eyes looking at Yanyang through wet eyelashes. “Help me…alpha”
Yangyang reached the bed and grabbed the base of the dildo, pulling it out, but to the omega's surprise and libido the maknae pushed the toy in again. Yangyang got addicted fast to the sinful moans and slick wetting his fingers with each trust. Imagining how good it would be if instead of the toy it was his dick the one getting wet.
Before more thoughts came up Kun let out a cry bending his back, stripes of white made a mess in the bed.
What should he do next? Kuns breathed out soft complaints with the phantom of his release. The noise pushed Yangyang to think he needed to come up with something erotic and fantastic right now.
The hunting voices of his ges resonated on his head.
Make him feel special
Never forget to compliment him
If he starts crying hug him and kiss his face, he loves that
Don't knot him the first day, or you will be exhausted
Eat him out, put your tongue down there and suck.
"Thank you...Yangyang…" Kun said breathlessly, and suddenly the alpha could actually believe things would be all right. "Can we… cuddle?"
Yangyang nodded, getting in the bed helping Kun to roll and get to his chest. Hugging him and hiding the older male on his arms and chest, his soft hair tickled his neck and in this position the scent of the omega surrounded him whole.
- Ꮚ･ꈊ･Ꮚ
"mhhh…." Kun arched, leaning above Yangyang. Hands pressed in the bed and his legs parted to accommodate the alphas torso.
A good grip on his ass kept him spread. He liked the position. It allowed him to get eaten as he could have the alpha's dick. Kun threw his body back into Yangyang's mouth.
"alpha…"
Yangyang playfully slapped his ass, Kun licked his lips and dived in, bending forward to take the erect shaft on his mouth, up and down, wet and slow and adding just the exact pressure to make Yangyang reach his release filling his mouth.
Yangyang groaned, muffling his voice in the soft flesh of Kuns ass. Once the air returned to his lungs he took Kun by the hips and forced him to sit on him. Lapping and sucking until Kun came and squirted all over his face.
"mhggg… felt good… alpha."
"You feel good too… beautiful." Yangyang helped Kun off him. The omega looked at him with adoration, it was endearing but a little weird.
"What?"
"You are such a good alpha."
Yangyang tried to control the smile picking on his lips, proud. And with the compliment he took a bottle of water. "Drink … you need it ge."
- Ꮚ･ꈊ･Ꮚ
After another round and some begging to make Kun eat. Yangyang had finally held him to sleep.
He wanted to cuddle him the whole time but after half an hour the bed and pillows felt like a better option. But Yangyang didn't leave him alone for a second, petting his hair. Or running his fingers on his glands, Kun was loved and he would feel it.
"Hello?" Yangyang picked the phone. Hearing Ten on the other side.
"So… how is it?"
"He is sleeping."
"What do you say? Do I need to call John or Sungchan?" Yangyang growled at the suggestion. Ten chuckled.
"Yea. I know."