I promise that there was never a reason to worry. I was just messing with y’all 🤗
CW
Mild NSFW
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Dex laid in bed staring at the ceiling. A familiar hot and heavy feeling curled slowly in his abdomen. His finger twitched. With a frown he pressed a hand to his abdomen patting it gently. His heat was coming. He knew it but didn’t want to admit it. Now as he felt embers lighting up, he couldn’t ignore it. He rolled over, grabbing his phone from the bedside table. He sent out two texts. One to Wesley telling him what was gonna happen and one to his Professor to request the rest of the week off. Setting the phone on the bed by him, he rolled back over to continue to stare at the ceiling.
Several minutes passed before his phone rang. He mindlessly answered.
“Yes?”
“It’s early Dex. Why is it so early, Dex?” Wesley’s slightly panicked voice came over the speaker.
“Last time it was forcibly cut short. I assume it’s come back to seek revenge.” Dex joked.
“Dex! Be serious. The good suppressants don’t arrive for another two days. I only have the ones we used last time. I’m packing them and coming over.”
“Okay.”
“How are you feeling? Is it still bearable?” Wesley’s voice became distant as he bustled around his room, away from the phone.
“Yeah. I just started. It should be fine for another hour.”
“Olay. That’s good. Is anyone home?”
Dex shook his head. Then realizing Wesley couldn’t see him, he said aloud,
“Not yet.”
“I’ll text Lane. I’ll be there in 20 mins. Okay hun?” Wesley’s voice got louder as he spoke directly into the phone.
Dex nodded again then caught himself and said out loud, “Okay.”
They hung up. Dex could feel a light headedness coming over him. The fire burning in him was getting bigger and bigger as time passed. He was uncomfortable. His skin didn’t like the feel of the clothes against him. He twitched slightly, fingers rubbing his tingling arms.
After enduring for another minute, he convinced himself it was better to just strip. He leaned up and slowly pulled off his shirt, throwing it on the floor. Then he pushed off his sweatpants. A content sigh escaped him as the cool air rushed against his heated skin. He laid back on the bed in just his underwear, enjoying the ac.
He didn’t know how long he laid there but as time passed the spark got stronger and stronger. He had started to pant heavily. His usually calm face was flushed. His eyebrows scrunched up as he squirmed in place. His body was actually only slightly hot to the touch but inside he felt like he was being roasted over a fire.
Distantly he could hear someone in the hallway. A pair of footsteps running in his direction. He looked over at the door as the heat reached the high he was afraid of. The control he desperately tried to hold onto slowly broke away from his grasp. Eyes blurring with tears, his breathing got faster and faster. And as the door slammed open, the last bit of his control was snatched away from him and he screamed.
~~~
Kloh paced himself as he rounded out on the last leg of the course. He took deep, even breaths and with a final spurt of energy crossed the finish line. He collapsed onto the nearest bench, watching in triumph as several other students crossed after him. After several weeks of doing the course he had fortunately made some progress on it. He was no longer the last one to finish. He was around the middle of the group. And if he really put effort into it he could finish with the first group of people.
Kloh had even noticed that he was building muscle. Like real muscles he could feel and see. It made him smile. Although he still very much actively hated the class, it had its benefits. A bottle of water appeared in his line of sight. With a glance he saw it was Dmitri. He smiled at the omega and took the bottle.
“Thanks.” He instantly downed it, enjoying the coldness.
“You’re welcome.” Dmitri smiled.
“Came to oogle alphas?” Kloh asked with a laugh.
Dmitri nodded, then caught himself and blushed. Kloh laughed at his reaction.
“You’re getting faster.” Dmitri commented as he sat on the bench next to Kloh, trying to change the topic.
Kloh laughed and didn’t comment on it. Instead he nodded.
“Thanks. So what’s up, if you’re not here for the alphas I assume you’re here to ask me something?”
“Uhm well…” He blushed and bit his bottom lip nervously.
“Well….” Kloh prompted.
“Do you know an alpha named Adam Dynly?” Dmitri rushed out.
“Adam Dynly?” Kloh paused.
He eyed Dmitri as he blushed and refused to look directly at Kloh.
“Depends, is this Adam Dynly about 6’2″ with boyish good looks, a terrible attitude, an even worse personality and a half decent brain?”
“YES! YES, THAT’S HIM! I KNEW IT! IT’S REALLY YOU” Dmitri happily shouted, a wide smile on his face.
His face shined brightly as he grabbed Kloh’s arm. Stars appeared in his eyes as if he was a fan seeing his idol in person. That glittery starstruck look made Kloh slightly embarrassed. He coughed, awkwardly glancing around, looking away from the positively energized omega.
“I assume we are talking about the same person then?” Kloh scratched his nose.
Dmitri nodded so vigorously that Kloh was worried about his head possibly flying off.
“Yes yes! I can’t believe it’s actually you. When I first saw you I thought it was you but the Kloh he mentioned was definitely an omega. But also the name Kloh is very unique. I doubt that there’s someone else named Kloh. And after watching you all the descriptions matched up except the gender. Then I realized, wait, he could’ve had a second differentiation, so I mustered all my courage to ask you. And look I was right.” Dmitri talked quickly and animatedly.
This is probably the most Kloh had seen the usually reserved man talk or even move for that matter. Kloh couldn’t help but smile at him.
“And how do you know that no good alpha?” Kloh asked with a teasing smile.
“He’s my boyfriend. He goes to the school close by. He’s talked about you before and how y’all dated in high school and how you kicked his butt multiple times.” Dmitri grinned widely.
“You’re dating him? Sorry for your loss.” Kloh joked and they both laughed. “No but how did you manage to get stuck in his claws?”
Dmitri blushed, shyly tucking a loose strand of hair behind his ear. The look in his eyes softened to one of a person genuinely in love.
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“And he talked about you and what you did for the omegas at your school. You sounded so cool that I wanted to meet you. But he was worried you’d be weirded out.” Dmitri scrunched up his nose at the last part.
Kloh laughed and poked his little nose.
“He was probably worried you’d find out how hard he chased after me in high school. Don’t worry, we weren’t compatible at all. He’s all yours.”
“He told me about that too. I’ll apologize for him.” Dmitri swatted the hand away.
“Thanks. Well now that you’ve met me, am I as cool as he said?”
Dmitri nodded.
“Yes. Plus you’re very nice and not like other alphas. Now that we’ve met we can be friends and you can tell me all about his hidden past?” Dmitri asked with a grin.
“Absolutely. First let’s talk about how we met………”
~~~
“Don’t you dare call him!” Dex hissed at Wesley.
“But they aren’t working, Dex!” Wesley snapped back, extremely frustrated.
Luckily Wesley had arrived before the first full onslaught had begun. Taking an inhibitor before it started always helped ebb the initial waves. But these initial waves weren’t what Wesley was worried about. It was two hours from now when the inhibitors stopped working and Dex could no longer control himself.
“Dex. Please just listen to me.” He begged, tears starting to well up.
Dex firmly shook his head, not willing to be swayed. He’d be fine. He could do this. He’s done it before. Although the pleasure from estrus could easily turn to pain if ignored and without ineffective suppressants, he could power through. Wesley watched his confident and stubborn face with a stressed look.
“You’re being ridiculous! Didn’t you say you’d think about having someone help you through this?”
“I thought about it. And I stand by what I said, no stranger is going to stick dick inside of me.”
“What about Kloh? Your alpha? Your boyfriend? He’s not a stranger.” Wesley scrambled to say.
Kloh? He could have Kloh come. But what would that do to their relationship? Having Kloh help him through his heat was way too intimate. He couldn’t handle that yet. And Kloh he was so nice now. So easy going. Fun to talk to, fun to be around, comfortable. That would change. He’d become possessive and controlling like every other alpha. He wouldn’t be the Kloh that Dex had started to fall for. He didn’t want that. For Kloh or himself. Although a part of him was wholeheartedly agreeing with the reasoning, a deeper more carnal part was yelling at him. Kloh should be here. Kloh was his boyfriend andalpha. His fated alpha. He wouldn’t have any other alphas. Just his Kloh.
Wesley watched as various looks flew over Dex’s face. He wished, prayed, that the man could convince himself to let go of his own stubbornness. But as soon as he thought the rational part would win, Dex shook his head.
“No. I can’t, won’t, trap him like that. If he ends up marking me in the middle of it, we’d both be stuck. It needs to be his conscious choice not influenced by pheromones.” Dex firmly stated.
Wesley cursed loudly and fell back onto the bed. He threw punches and kicked the air. He was so freaking frustrated. Dex wasn’t like him. He’d been using suppressants since he first differentiated. His tolerance was rapidly declining after years of use. Unlike Wesley who was fortunate enough to already have met the alpha he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He hadn’t had to fight through a heat alone but he’d heard the stories.
All omegas had. How the heat got so intolerable that it physically hurt. That you would lose your sanity and give in to any alpha who was willing to take you. The horror stories of being caught in a heat spiral letting anyone fuck you for relief was passed down generation to generation. Wesley was terrified for Dex. Last time he could barely control the man. He had resorted to sedating him. Then injecting him with an almost overdose worthy amount of inhibitors before the heat settled down and stopped. It was way too fucking terrifying and Wesley refused to put the both of them through that again.
“Okay okay. I’ll listen to you for now. We still have another hour before it wears off, maybe less. Go shower.” Wesley sniffled and pushed the still almost fully naked man.
“Okay.” Dex acquiesced, knowing to quit while he was ahead.
He had realized as they were talking that the inhibitor that was supposed to last another hour was rapidly losing its effect. He clenched his jaw as he struggled to stand. His body felt weak. Dex paused and took a deep breath before making his way to the bathroom. Wesley silently watched, his heart aching.
He also took a deep breath and went downstairs. He would make something for Dex to eat. At least then he’d have the energy to argue. Wesley took his time making thick sandwiches with lots of protein. He then grabbed two Gatorades. Above him, he could hear Dex moving around. Then distantly the sound of the shower turning off.
Putting the food on a tray he brought it upstairs to Dex’s room. Pushing into the room he was hit with such a strong scent of pheromones that he stumbled back, nearly dropping the tray. Eyes wide he quickly scanned the room and found Dex squatting in front of the bathroom door. His skin had a red tinge to it. He was breathing heavily. The towel he had wrapped around himself was falling. And his pheromones….. The scent of his pheromones were thick. Wesley cursed. How hadn’t he noticed the inhibitors wearing off. He’d only been gone 20 minutes. How the fuck did it get that bad in 20 minutes! It was supposed to last for another 40. Cursing, he hurried in, closing the door behind him.
Wesley placed the tray of Dex’s desk. Grabbing the remote at the bedside, he turned on the ventilation. In an instant the level of pheromones in the room reduced and Wesley felt like he could breathe again. He placed the remote down and went over to Dex, who hadn’t moved.
“Dex? Hun?” He whispered softly as he stopped in front of the taller omega, placing a hand on the top of his head.
Dex groaned lowly. His face was wet. He was crying. Why was he crying? His body was working on overdrive. His body felt hotter than it did in the past. He had originally joked about the last heat being back for revenge but now he felt it was true. The towel around his waist was drenched not only from his shower but from the amount of slick he was producing. He was too embarrassed to stand. To let Wesley see the state he was in.
“Can’t move. There’s too much coming out.” He said, his voice sounded so broken-hearted that Wesley once again felt tears push forward.
“Sweetie, we’ve seen each other in all kinds of states. Don’t forget you’re the one who helped me when my first heat happened before Mars got there. I’m sure that was way more embarrassing. Come on. Sit down properly, you’ll get stiff if you continue to squat like that.” Wesley comforted him as he patted his head.
Dex sniffled and rubbed his tears away. He slowly lowered himself to the ground, making sure the towel was covering where he sat. He groaned as his knees popped, faintly aching from the movement. Once he had sat down, Wesley appeared in his view.
“How long do you think before it completely stops working?” He asked.
“Maybe 10 minutes.” Dex honestly said.
“Okay good. That’s enough time to eat.”
Wesley rushed over to the desk and brought back the sandwich and Gatorades.
“Eat. You’ll need the energy.”
Dex nodded and took the sandwich, ignoring the constant flow of fluids his body was releasing. He listened to Wesley and ate both sandwiches. He also finished the Gatorades. Afterwards he felt a bit more energized than he previously had. He could do this.
He could do this.
~~~
Kloh waved goodbye to Dmitri as the man walked into his dormitory. The two had spent the afternoon talking about Adam, high school and a whole bunch of other things. He smiled as Dmitri waved widely at him before he hurried into his dormitory. Kloh had missed having normal conversations. He was so busy these days that he barely had time to just be. It was a light, fun conversation that made him smile and laugh to the point of tears. It was normal. After several weeks he started to feel normal again. Kloh basked in that feeling. Slowly he had begun to come to terms with everything that happened and was happening to him.
Relaxed and content, he leisurely walked back to his dorm. As he got to the entrance his phone rang. It was Wesley. He was a bit surprised then confused. Wesley had never called him before. Sure they texted occasionally but never called. Maybe he needed something, Kloh thought as he picked up.
“Kloh!” Wesley cried into his ears.
Startled, he dropped the phone. Then froze before quickly picking it up. Thankfully it had landed face up. The screen hadn’t cracked and the call was still going.
“They aren’t working! THEY’RE AREN’T FUCKING WORKING! FUCKING TRASH INHIBITORS” Wesley screamed into the phone.
Then the call was filled with his sobs. Kloh’s heart raced, a panic setting in.
“Wesley! Wesley, I can’t understand what you’re saying? What’s not working?” Kloh loudly asked over the cries.
He had started heading towards the school entrance. Suddenly he was grateful for all those classes because he managed to run over without losing his breath.
“Kloh you need to come. Please hurry!” Wesley continued to cry.
“Where are you Wesley? Where am I going?” He urgently asked as he waved down a taxi.
“Dex’s house. Hurry, I………” A loud crash filled the audio causing Kloh to move the phone away from his ear.
He gave the driver the address then focused on the noises coming from the phone. He could hear what sounded like arguing then some yelling then another crash. He could make out Wesley yelling at someone. Dex. It had to be Dex. Why else would Wesley be there? Why else would he call Kloh crying? Something was wrong with Dex. And suddenly something clicked. The asking for more pheromones. The weird feeling he had when he was around Dex the day before. The mention of inhibitors. Dex was in estrus. His heat had begun. Kloh cursed violently into the air.
“Wesley?! Wesley?! I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes!” He yelled into the phone, hoping he was heard.
He pulled out two 20s and pushed it at the driver.
“Please go as fast as you can.”
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“LET ME OUT!” Dex screamed as he yanked on the bedroom door.
“NO. YOU’LL RUN AGAIN!” Wesley yelled back, his voice hoarse from crying.
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU CALLED HIM! YOU PROMISED WESLEY!”
“NO I DIDN’T!”
Fucking hell! Dex kicked the door. He was right, Wesley didn’t promise him. He should’ve made him promise. Dex felt like he was choking. The air around him was once again thick with his pheromones, almost suffocating him. His lower body was drenched with his fluids but he couldn’t be bothered by that right now.
Kloh was coming. He was coming and he was gonna take away his freedom. He couldn’t, wouldn’t stand for it. Dex looked around the room for somewhere to hide. He had to hide. He had to hide from Kloh.
Don’t hide. He paused. The little voice in his head urged him again. Don’t hide. This was Kloh. He trusted Kloh. Kloh had listened to him whenever he said stop. He never took it far. Kloh respected him. Kloh was his alpha. His Kloh. The voice kept getting louder, trying to convince him to give in. And he did want to. The rational side of him knew that it was the best choice. Just judging from how he was currently spiraling out of control now there was no way he could do it for another 3 days. Kloh was the safe choice. The smart choice. But still he couldn’t be permanently marked. He wouldn’t be.
He screamed as a new wave ran through his body, instantly bringing him to his knees. He gasped for air, clutching the dresser. His skin was now completely sensitive to touch. The feel of the cold against him made him groan. His body twitched. He had an itch that he couldn’t scratch and it was driving him to the brink of madness. The itch was buried right between his legs where the constant flow of slick was escaping. He groaned loudly as he forced himself to stand. His knees buckled with every couple of steps. He made his way into the bathroom, locked the door then collapsed against it.
His body screamed at him, sending another powerful wave through him. He screamed again, fingers digging into his palm. He scrambled for the bag that he had hid underneath his sink. Pulling it out, he ripped the bag open. He allowed himself a moment to be embarrassed before he started to tear away at the packing encasing the alpha sized dildo. With a bright red face, he tried to remove the plastic casing but couldn’t. He needed scissors. And he didn’t have a reason to keep scissors in the bathroom so they were out in his room. Frustrated, tears freely fell down his face and he screamed again as he chucked the package across the bathroom. It landed in his bathtub with a solid thud.
He panted heavily as he slipped his fingers between his legs and pushed two inside of himself. He nearly cried at the slight relief he was given. Moaning, he fingered himself through an orgasm. But it wasn’t enough. He needed more. He needed so much more.
Then he smelt it. That unique musky scent that belonged solely to Kloh. His alpha. Dex cried out as he orgasmed again, his fingers moving on their own as he tried to convince himself to not open the door and rush into what he was sure was Kloh’s comforting arms.
~~~
They made it in ten minutes. Kloh stuffed the 20s into the driver’s hand and jumped out of the car. Running up the path he was met at the door with a disheveled Wesley. The omega had tears running down his face. His usually neatly combed hair was thrown into a messy ponytail. He had on an entirely too big tracksuit and looked absolutely scared.
“Wesley!”
Kloh turned. Pulling up behind him on a motorcycle was Mars and Beau. Wesley cried out and ran to Mars. The big alpha grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. Wesley cried in his arms as Mars tried to calm him down. Beau had pushed past him and into the house. Mars started to follow with Wesley in his arms. He stopped in front of the door then pulled out a pill and swallowed it. After a moment he took a deep breath and followed Beau. Only Kloh remained in the doorway. Not because he wanted to be. But because he was stunned by the faint intoxicating scent that immediately filled his senses when the door swung open.
It was citrusy and sweet. He could almost taste it even though it wasn’t that strong where he stood. But he could smell it as if Dex himself was standing in front of him.
“Pop a pill Kloh. Can’t have you losing control as well.” Beau commented as he pulled Kloh in and closed the door.
“Can someone tell me what’s happening?” Kloh asked as he pulled out two pills and swallowed them.
He felt himself mellow out as the medication quickly took hold. The amped up feeling he had relaxed and suddenly he could think clearly. He put the bottle in his pocket so he had easy access. He felt he might need them.
“Dex’s heat came early. New suppressants aren’t here. He’s trying to fight his way through without an alpha or effective inhibitors. Did I get everything Wesley?” Beau gruffly asked as he turned on the ventilation system.
Wesley nodded. He had calmed down as Mars held him but tears still fell from the big beautiful eyes.
“We were fine. Then they stopped working and he tried to run. He almost made it out but tripped. So I locked him in and called Kloh.” Wesley tearfully explained.
He turned to Mars, burying his face in the man’s chest as the new set of tears fell.
“He’s …… hate me…..didn’t ……. to call but I…… I don’t …… stop him from leaving. And the…..won’t work….” He said into the man’s chest.
“Shhh. It’s okay. You did the right thing. I’d hate to think what would’ve happened if he made it out.” Mars whispered and continued to hug his fiance.
“Why didn’t he want me to come?” Kloh spoke up, directing his question to Wesley.
All he got was a muffled response which Mars graciously translated.
“He doesn’t want to be permanently marked. At least not now.”
“What about a temporary one?” Beau asked.
Wesley continued to speak into Mars chest.
“He’s not sure. They both never considered the possibility because most alphas are unwilling to do so.” Mars replied. “Which is unfortunately true.”
“If I’d be willing, do you think he’d let me?” Kloh softly asked, unsure of the suggestion.
Although he had been an alpha for several weeks now, he hadn’t done anything that could be considered alpha related. Honestly he lived his same omega lifestyle just with a different gender description. Granted he did learn about alphas in school. But it wasn’t the same as being an alpha and navigating through that field. Everything he knew was purely theoretical. The most alpha thing he had done so far was go into a rut and that was medically triggered. The mechanics of marking from the perspective of an alpha were never explained to him. The omega’s side he could describe easily but the alpha’s was a freaking mystery. But for Dex he could figure it out.
“Well we don’t have to debate that. You’ll have to ask yourself.” Beau spoke then went over to Kloh.
“Okay listen to me. I know you’re very confused right now but I need you to be strong for Dex. He’s an idiot for doing something as stupid as this but he’s my brother and I love him. More importantly you’re his alpha. His fucking fated one. You probably understand way more than I do about what he’s feeling. So I will quickly impart to you the wisdom of temporary marking.” Beau rapidly said then spent the next five minutes explaining as descriptively as he could the intricacies of marking.
Mars threw in his two senses as well, giving Kloh a crash course in what he would need to do. Overwhelmed by the information Kloh could only nod along as Beau directed him towards the second floor.
“Take a suppressant before you go in.” Kloh nodded and pulled one out of his bag.
He was grateful that he remembered to restock it that morning. Skillfully he pulled out the syringe and gave himself a dose. The alpha pheromones that had started acting up as they went up the stairs quieted down.
“You have the pills?” Beau asked.
Kloh nodded and patted his pocket. Beau took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He faced Kloh and looked him in the eyes.
“Now listen to me carefully. If he says no to temporary marking you will come out. You will not force it on him no matter how much the pheromones may convince you otherwise. One no is enough. You come out and I’ll give you sedatives strong enough to knock him out for hours. Then we’ll figure it out from there.”
“Understood.”
“No matter what Kloh, Dex has explicitly stated what he doesn’t want. Even if he asked you to do it, don’t. It may just be the heat talking. I’m trusting you to be strong and I know that’s asking a lot of you. Especially since this is still new for you. But once this situation is under control you can completely lose your shit and I’ll gladly accompany you. For now though, be strong.”
“Anything for Dex. I’ll be strong.” Kloh promised.
“Good now go in. I’ll explain it to my parents. Call if you need anything.” Beau gently nudged him to the door.
Standing in front of Dex’s bedroom, Kloh had a moment of panic. Everything was happening so quickly and honestly he couldn’t remember half of the lesson he was given. But as he smelled that sweet citrusy pheromone it didn’t matter. All that mattered was Dex and getting him through this.
He took a deep breath, unlocked the door and went in. He could do this.
For Dex he could do anything.
~~~
Author’s Note
This ended up being a two parter completely unintentional of course ☺️☺️☺️ I fully wrote this chapter around the same time I wrote chapter 6. So I’ve just been waiting to publish this ☺️😳
Hopefully everything will going as planned. No ones hurt.
Thanks for the chapter 💕
Thank you for the chapter! I’m excited to see what happens but I believe in Kloh.
Thanks for the chapter ♥️♥️
0mg!!! Poor Dex. It’s completely understandable that he doesn’t want to be marked. It could be really restrictive. I mean we all know Kloh won’t be that way, but Dex’s feelings are 100% on point re:most alphas and controlling their omega.
You got this Kloh! Just one temp mark to make it all better and to have Dex trust you.
Thanks for the chapter
I’m sure if Dex had time to think it through, he’d remember that he has already done something like this for Kloh, and they came through it ok together. I hope this one ends well for both of them with some gratuitous details for the rest of us 😉