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Phil hummed and walked down along the lake, skipping a rock that was previously in his hand. The wind was blowing gently through the trees and he could hear the birds in the trees sing along. He was doing everything that he could do to avoid being home today. So here he was, at a lake with many memories that he would soon have to say goodbye to and have to move past. The lake held many firsts for him, but he would have to erase those from his mind and try and picture his new “firsts”. It wasn’t ideal, no, but it was life for him.
The idea of having to learn to put his past behind him was painful. He’d have to forget everyone he grew up with, his parents, his first love, everyone. He didn’t understand how his parents could still want this for him. Phil didn’t think he ever would. If he had kids he wouldn’t do this to them. Everyone is different though he supposes and has a different idea of what is best for their child.
The leaves on the trees were starting to change colors. It wasn’t right away but more gradual. Some looked ombre and Phil smiled at them. He stood there for a moment before picking a few more rocks up. Holding them in his hand, he went and walked out on the old dock and sat. Placing the rocks beside him he took his shoes and socks off and placed his feet in the water and hummed again to himself.
Skipping another rock, he heard footsteps behind him and he looked behind him.
“I figured you’d be here,” Elijah said and came and sat beside him, crossing his legs. Phil just looked at him and then back out to the water. “Are they still meeting with them?”
Phil shrugged. “I guess so? I mean they haven’t told me it was over yet, or that any agreement was come to.”
“What happens if one is?” Elijah turned his head and looked at Phil.
He just shrugged again. “I’ll have to pack up quickly and move. I’ll have to forget about you -“
“Y- you can’t do that,” Elijah stuttered and interrupted him. “You.. you just can’t. Everything we- we’ve had?” Elijah just continued to stare at him. Phil could physically see a piece of his heartbreaking and cracking off. It hurt him as well. How couldn’t it?
Phil took a shaky breath and sadly nodded his head. He hung his head in shame in a way and could feel Elijah still staring. Elijah was many of Phil’s firsts. There was almost nothing he hadn’t done with him. They both experienced their first rut and heat together, which led to days of tiredness but then a lot of time to make up for it. He was Phil’s first crush, his first date. Even his first love. But having to say goodbye to that was painful.
He’d be lying if he said he didn’t still love him. Even if it was just a tiny part of him. The two broke up almost a year ago when Phil’s parents broke the news of an arranged marriage. That was the day Phil ran away for a few days to Elijah’s and cried. He cried until he was sick until he couldn’t breathe and it felt like he was suffocating under his own hands. Elijah tried comforting him, but he cried too.
They both knew there was a possibility that this was going to happen. Out of the entire population, it seemed about two out of five omegas had to go through an arranged marriage. The two talked about it, but they had tried to keep their hopes high.
Breathing in deeply, Phil could smell the comforting smell of Elijah. It was like home, and he knew nothing else would ever feel like that again. Phil leaned into him, and he wrapped his arms around Phil. Breathing in deeply again, Phil buried his face in his shirt and shuttered at the feeling. He would miss it, god he would. It would be replaced with another alpha’s scent who wouldn’t feel like home or safe. It would be the stranger who would control the rest of his life. And that he couldn’t escape from.
“Can we..” Elijah started but trailed off. His eyes watered as Phil looked up, but Elijah just buried his face in his neck, scenting him. Phil could feel him shaking and the hot air on his neck. He tilted his head and Elijah sniffled and held him tighter. Phil refused to cry, and because of that he just looked emotionless.
Elijah’s calm pheromones made him melt. He sunk further into his arms until they both fell back against the dock. The wood was cold against their skin, but Phil didn’t care. He wasn’t sure how to say goodbye, but he needed to. Carefully, after a few moments, Elijah sat them both up and wiped the tears that had fallen from his eyes and Phil laid his hand on his cheek and smiled sadly.
“I- I’m so sorry,” he all but whispered and Elijah leaned in and kissed him.
Phil wanted to push away, but he couldn’t. He missed Elijah’s touch, and he knew he’d crave it more. Once the two ended things it had been hard to ever come back from it. For the first couple of months, things were awkward. Phil cried every time he had seen him. He could taste the salt from Elijah’s tears as he caved and melted into the kiss. Pulling back slightly, Phil rested his forehead on Elijah’s and tears finally came to his eyes.
“I.. pl-,” Elijah couldn’t find the words to speak. He just choked on a sob and tears rolled down Phil’s cheeks. “O-one last t- time... Please.” Phil just watched him through his blurry vision and nodded. “I j-just wan - I just wan’ to say bye.”
Phil nodded again as Elijah tried to calm down. He managed to pull himself together and Phil kissed him, laying his hand back on his cheek. There was no passion or romance in it like there was before. There was nothing there that would even symbolize that the two were one head over heels in love. Unfortunately, there was just now sorrow with what they couldn’t have.
In the midst of this, Phil managed to climb on top of Elijah carefully, and without anything bad happening in the process. He laid on his back and Phil was straddling his lap, leaning down on him kissing him. One hand was on Elijah’s cheek and the other was holding the other's hand. Phil could feel both of their hands shaking, both unsteady and unsure how to feel at the moment. Was it right to be doing this? Phil was leaving after all. Would it promise false hope and possible what ifs?
“Ca-“ Phil started to try and say, but was cut off with Elijah pulling him back down for another kiss. Briefly, he pulled away and rested his forehead on Elijah’s, “Can.. ca- can we go to yours? Please.” Phil’s voice was merely a whisper but still managed to crack under the pressure of having to talk. Despite not wanting to leave, Phil didn’t want to have sex on the dock. It was bound to be uncomfortable for both of them, plus, splinters.
Elijah stared up at Phil, not saying anything for a moment. The tears were still filling his eyes and Phil’s heart broke more somehow. Carefully, Phil climbed off of him and helped him up. He grabbed Elijah’s hand and they made their way to his house. The two decided to go down the shortcut and went down a path through the woods, but their hands stayed connected the entire time. Neither was willing to let go. Neither wanted to.
Elijah spoke finally, although it was to just tell Phil his parents were away, it entangled him. Elijah’s voice was raspy and deep and made Phil melt. As well as the scent that lingered from him. It still had Phil trapped and he wanted more. Clouds had come over and filled the sky, rain started to fall just as they stepped inside. The world was mourning with them it felt like at this point.
The two of them weren’t inside for a minute, both barely getting their shoes and socks off, before Elijah picked Phil up, and wrapped his legs around his waist. He was holding Phil up from under his thighs. Phil kissed him, Elijah’s lips were cold from them walking back here, and he placed his hands on his cheeks. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t worry they would fall as Elijah carried them up the stairs. He was wobbling, and Phil was a bit heavier since the last time Elijah carried his like this. Not that in any way that mattered, but it was just a factor.
Inside his room Elijah carefully let Phil down onto his bed, laying him down and almost instantly climbing on top of him. They didn’t know how to go about this. How do you say goodbye to someone but instead of words, show it? Elijah couldn’t bite down on Phil’s bonding gland, no matter how much he wanted him to. He did once years ago, Every moment of it Phil loved, he loved the feeling of it, he loved the idea of he being Elijah’s and Elijah being his. He had tried to do the same and bite down on Elijah’s bonding spot, but something went wrong and it didn’t work. So he was left bruised for a couple of weeks.
Elijah moved and all but tore his shirt off, and he climbed onto Phil’s lap. One leg was on each side of Phil’s thighs and he took off Phil’s shirt as well. He leaned down carefully, his bottom lip wobbling under the pressure, and buried his face in Phil’s neck. Their chests weren’t completely touching, but whenever they breathed they grazed slightly. Phil was hot underneath of Elijah but in the best and worst way possible.
Elijah breathed in and Phil shuttered. He felt chills travel down his arms and to the bottom of his feet. Part of him felt loved. He felt like he did the first time that they had sex together. Scared but knowing he was with someone who he could trust made it okay. Yet knowing what was going to follow he was petrified. There was nothing he could and time wasn’t slowing down. He needed it to. But all he could do was cherish the little bit of time that he knew they would have together.
Without realizing, Phil had tears rolling down the sides of his face. Elijah sensed something was wrong and propped himself up. He looked at Phil and laid his hand on his cheek and wiped his eyes. Neither said anything, they didn’t need to still. He leaned down and kissed Phil gently. Still, nothing was progressing into a hot and heavy make-out session. Phil could still feel the sadness linger and their lips wobble from the pain when they kissed.
Elijah moved slightly to kiss along Phil’s jaw. He hummed and tilted his head without paying much attention to it. He couldn’t hear much of what Elijah was saying. Mainly because his voice was quiet and muffled against Phil’s skin. His hands began to shake as he trailed his fingers along the upper part of Elijah’s arms. As his fingertips ghosted he could feel Elijah’s lips travel down along his jaw once again and down to his neck.
His lips brushed against Phil’s neck and he shuddered. He felt Elijah start to kiss along his neck, and he sadly had to remind him not to leave any sort of mark. But he wanted it. He wanted everything to be okay and to be able to bond with his alpha again like in the past. Phil ran his fingers through Elijah’s hair, messing it up just a bit. Strands were going awry and it drove Phil crazy.
Elijah sniffled and carefully sat up on Phil’s lap. He looked up and felt a painful sensation in his chest once again. He longed for those to stop so he could just enjoy this moment, well, as much as he could enjoy it with the circumstances.
“C-condom,” Elijah muttered and Phil shook his head. He pushed himself up carefully and kissed Elijah.
“On- one time wit- without it,” his voice was hushed and soft as he spoke. “Pl- please?” Phil and Elijah whenever they did have sex always used a condom. But the two had seen themselves together for years to come, and to have kids. So when they did, they wanted to have each other fully and embrace the other as much as they can.
He nodded and Phil cupped his face and kissed him. He kept ahold of Elijah and leaned back against the bed, trying his best to deepen the kiss. The fear and sadness running through them both made it a bit harder to do. Elijah pulled back and carefully climbed off Phil, he shimmied out of his jeans, leaving him in his boxers. Phil did the same and watched him as Elijah grabbed the lube from his drawer and climbed back on top of Phil.
He trailed his fingers down Phil’s side again, Phil shivering under his touch. It’s all that he wanted and all that he needed. Elijah hummed and somehow his hums were filled with sorrow. It was enough to make the sunset cry and the oceans bleed onto the shore. The world mourned with them at this moment and Phil couldn’t handle that. He kissed Phil. It was nothing more than a quick peck on the lips, but then he trailed down and kissed along his jaw and down his neck. These were more meaningful and Phil felt loved. Elijah kissed over his bonding gland.
It was tempting, he wasn’t going to lie. If he bit down and the two bonded again there was a chance Phil wouldn’t have to leave. But the consequences they would face from their families might be unbearable. Elijah couldn’t put Phil through that pain, no matter how much he wanted to.
“E- Elijah,” Phil whispered and gripped his upper arm. He hummed to himself as Elijah made his way down and positioned himself between Phil’s legs. Phil’s eyes were closed at this point and he was afraid to open them.
“It’ okay,” he leaned down and kisses Phil’s inner thigh gently, “I promise.” Lies. He couldn’t promise that, but there was nothing he could do about that.
Carefully he pulled Phil’s boxers down, and took them off of him, tossing them to the floor. Elijah carefully then laid between Phil’s legs, his face right in front of Phil’s dick. None of this was new to them, but it felt so foreign that neither knew how to react. Phil’s head was tossed back slightly, but Elijah didn’t mind. Of course, he wanted to see his face but he knew if he did there would have been a slight chance that tears would have escaped from his eyes.
He kissed once again along the inner part of Phil’s thighs. His lips didn’t linger in one spot for too long, he moved quickly, yet the pacing of it was slightly driving Phil crazy. The pheromones that were being emitted from Elijah were starting to drive him mad and god he wanted that. He needed that so bad. That slight escape from the reality they were facing.
Breathing deeply Elijah started to suck at the skin on Phil and leaving marks. Phil’s skin tasted so familiar, it tasted like his omega. He wouldn’t be Phil’s anymore, but for now, he was Phil’s. He bit down gently, enough to leave a small mark, and enough to make a silent plea leave Phil’s mouth.
“Pl- please..”
He kissed up Phil’s stomach, his chest, his neck, and eventually to his lips. Phil kissed him needfully, a whine escaping from his mouth and Elijah just hummed. “It’s okay, I got you.” He whispered with a voice filled with sorrow. His voice cracked and he again whispered, “One last time… I got you, my beautiful omega.”
Phil nodded slowly and watched Elijah make his way back down and settle between his legs. Grabbing the lube from beside him, Elijah popped the cap off and squirted a bit onto his fingers. Shying away from what he was doing, Phil placed his arm over his face to cover his eyes. Biting his lip, Elijah moved to almost lay between his legs again. He was on his knees but leaning forward slightly, as he was before.
He spread Phil’s cheeks and ran his finger over his rim. Phil gasped and slightly arched his back at the sensation. Elijah looked up and smiled to himself. He kissed the base of Phil’s cock and muttered something that sounded like my beautiful omega. Phil was starting to fall apart and he was in an eternal bliss it felt like. Both of them could tell and Elijah licked a stripe up Phil’s cock, causing the boy to shutter. He took the tip of his cock in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. He could taste the precum on his tongue and it drove him mad.
Elijah carefully, yet slowly, slid his finger into Phil’s hole. Phil tensed slightly, but only mere seconds later did his body relax. He waited a moment and slowly pushed his finger in and out as he started to bob his head. Phil above him, who was still covering his eyes, with his free hand he tangled his fingers in Elijah’s hair. Pulling off Phil’s dick he kissed down on him and back up, before taking him back in his mouth. Phil was slightly pushing his head down further and Elijah complied. He took as much of Phil’s dick in his mouth as he could before he gagged slightly.
Typically Elijah would stop Phil by now, just because he liked to remain in charge and Phil liked to remain being told what to do, in bed at least. But for now, he wasn’t doing that. He was pushing those urges away and let Phil do what he wanted.
Phil eased up and he continued to bob his head. Doing so he slipped another finger inside of Phil, humming deeply around him. He started to move his fingers and fingered him agonizingly slowly. Whines were coming from Phil and his back was arched. He started to beg and Elijah pulled off him.
“Hm?”
“E-Elijah… please,” he begged and his voice cracked. “No - now please.” Elijah hesitated and kept stretching Phil. He didn’t want to hurt him, it was the last thing that he wanted to do. He asked Phil if he was sure and Phil nodded.
Pumping his fingers in and out a few more times, Elijah pulled out. He climbed off and stripped from his boxers and he moaned at the sensation of his dick finally not feeling so constricted against him. He moved back between Phil’s legs and hoisted Phil’s legs up slightly, so his ass was lifted off of the bed. He grabbed the lube once again and squirted some more onto his hand. Tossing it to the floor he wrapped his hand around his dick, coating himself in it, and stroking slowly.
Elijah moaned deeply before carefully lining himself up with Phil. He gripped his hip, digging his nails into his skin. Pushing in, Elijah leaned forward and kissed Phil needfully until he bottomed out. Phil wrapped his legs around his waist and moaned. The noises that were coming from Phil was like music to his ears, or as if he was hearing God himself sing. It was beautiful. Elijah placed his hands on both sides of Phil’s head, hoisting himself up slightly so he wasn’t crushing Phil.
Laying his hands on Elijah’s cheeks, Phil pulled his face down slightly and he kissed him. Elijah hummed and Phil started to think. Time was passing and he would soon be saying goodbye and before he knew it tears were pooling in his eyes. Sadly, Elijah lifted one hand and wiped his eyes before he laid it on Phil’s cheek.
“I kn- know,” Elijah mumbled and started to slowly thrust his hips.
He went to place his hand back down but Phil grabbed it before he could and held it tightly. Both of them were shaking at this point. Phil sniffled and Elijah buried his face in Phil’s neck. Tears fell from his eyes and onto his neck, wetting the skin. As he thrusted his hips, quiet moans escaped both of their lips and Elijah kissed Phil’s neck.
The sound of slight skin on skin filled the room, along with the stench of sex. A side of both of them was being driven mad, but the other wasn’t happy and just didn’t want to let go. Phil kept ahold of Elijah’s hand and refused to let go. His body trembled and his legs started to shake.
Phil’s body started to produce more slick and the smell was driving Elijah wild. It was his omega. He buried his nose in the crook of Phil’s neck and scented him again and moaned quietly. Phil was sniffling and tilted his head further to the side. With his other hand, he laid it on Elijah’s back and scratched lightly.
Elijah kissed along his neck and mumbled sweet praises in his ear. This alone was enough to drive Phil over the edge, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer. Phil moaned and slightly arched his back and squeezed Elijah’s hand tighter. He continued to thrust his hips slowly and sensually and moaned deeply.
Moaning Elijah’s name, Phil arched his back and sniffled and he started to cum on both of their chests. His body tensed and his toes curled. Elijah sped his hips up slightly until he was cumming inside of Phil. His hips were bucking and he pushed in before his knot expanded, locking the two together. Phil felt pressure before realizing that Elijah knotted him and he sniffled and squeezed his hand tighter.
Elijah kissed down his neck and he kissed Phil’s bonding gland before biting down on it. He tasted blood and Phil moaned quietly, as the pheromones were released into his bloodstream. One last time Phil would be his omega, he didn’t want to let him go.
Phil started to cry and he looked up. He gently took his hand out of Phil’s and laid it on his cheek, wiping his eyes. “He- hey, don’t cry.” Elijah kissed his cheek gently and sniffled himself, “My beautiful, p- precious omega.”
The two of them were there for a little over a half-hour. Elijah’s knot took a bit longer to go down due to them both being distressed a bit. But by the time it did go down, Elijah was asleep on Phil, his face in his neck. He was running his fingers through Elijah’s hair, his hands shaking slightly. There was a pain in his neck from where Elijah had bitten down, but that was okay. For now, it would be his reminder.
Having to lay still was uncomfortable, he wouldn’t lie. Especially with Elijah crushing him, but they couldn’t move until his knot went down and then could they separate.
“I’m gonna miss you,” Phil whispered and kissed the top of Elijah’s head, “You’ll always be the best thing that ever happened to me.”