Work Text:
When Qin woke up, he felt awful.
He was tangled in his sheets, his whole body covered in sweat. All of his muscles ached in a way that shouldn’t be normal at 8 in the morning. His head was pounding so hard, he could barely think and felt dizzy already. He felt crams in his lower back and stomach. On top of that he was hard.
Great.
His heat had arrived two weeks too early.
When he realized that, his pounding headache only got worse. Qin’s heat cycles worked with the accuracy of a mathematic formula. Every eight weeks, he spent about five days locked in his apartment, humping himself on every thing and surface possible. Sometimes it would only take 2 days if he gave in to his desires and went to a club just get fucked by an arrogant alpha that he never saw again.
That was before though…
Now he had his own alpha.
Duang.
His only option was to survive (almost) a week with his memory and his memory alone to remember how good smelled in his bedroom when their pheromones mixed together with sweat… how good duang had felt inside him… squeezing his insides with his big, fat cock…
Oh fuck, this wasn’t helping…
His heat could even last a week, maybe even longer at this point.
He felt so horrible…
Though the necessities first: he had to inform his teachers at university that he wouldn’t be attending classes for the next week or so. The timing of his heat was absolutely horrible. He had 3 assignments due next week and a presentation with his classmate that had to be done by this month.
He sent his professors a text. He knew he should written more than just “can’t make it to classes for a week”, but he couldn’t bring himself to write anymore in this state. If he wasn’t careful he could accidentally sent one of his professors a very inappropriate text.
He also sent Tong and Kim a heads up, that he was in heat and couldn’t be seeing them or attending classes for everyone’s sake.
Kim was a beta and Tong was an alpha. Kim was the only single in their group, though Qin wasn’t too sure about that anymore since Kim had been smiling on his phone too much lately and sneaking away after classes. Tong had been dating Pae, one of Duang’s best friends for about a month and they acted disgustingly married.
Not like Duang and Qin were much different though.
So technically they had almost every kind in their friend group. They studied the same major and had been close since first day of uni.
He closed his phone and put it one his night stand. He wouldn’t be needing it a lot in the next days.
He could feel one of the bad waves coming soon.
The thing about his heat was that every three hours or so, happened a “bad wave”, when his sexual desires strengthen almost three times normal.
He could feel it coming in his muscles.
He sighed and stood up from his bed. He still had a hour maybe before his wave would hit.
He should shower before it.
Aa he dragged himself to the bathroom, he could feel his growing length getting even more hard.
This was just amazing.
When he finally got himself into the shower and felt he cold water run down his hot body, his cock hardened even more. He couldn’t ignore it anymore. He dearly hoped that the bathroom walls were thick.
His heat was really getting to him now.
By the time he had dragged himself out of the shower, he had jerked off three times already and felt like his body was on fire.
He walked to the bedroom again and saw that Tong had sent three messages to their group chat.
Tong: Perfect timing, we have two new assignments coming
Tong: Take care :)
Then a few minutes later a new message.
Tong: Should we tell Duang?
Was Tong absolutely lost his mind?
He and Duang had only been dating for two months. This was the first heat he had, when he was Duang’s mate.
Qin was sure that Duang wouldn’t deny if Qin asked him to spend his heat with him. The gentleman Duang was, he had never once denied any of Qin’s requests. But Qin couldn’t be sure if Duang would actually want to or just felt pity for the older.
He sent Tong back a message quickly, hoping they hadn’t already told him.
Qin: No !!!
Qin: In under any circumstances DO NOT TELL HIM
He had sent a double text and on caps. Which was very unlike him, but he couldn’t bring himself to care anymore.
Duang. Couldn’t. Know.
He muted his phone after sending the text and placed it face down on his night stand.
This was going to be a long week.
At university everything would be going fine…or so Duang had thought this morning when he woke up.
The first thing that was unusual, though, was that Qin hadn’t sent him a good morning message.
The very first day the started dating, Qin had asked him what time did he woke up to uni every morning. Ever since that day, Qin started to sent him good morning messages every day at exactly one minute before Duang’s alarm went off.
To some people, that might’ve been a little thing. A minimal even. But as Duang knew, Qin didn’t show his love loudly. He showed his loved privately, with little gestures that showed Duang how much he cared.
So it was really weird that today there wasn’t one. Duang wasn’t too worried about that though. Maybe Qin had overslept or maybe his battery was dead. There were many alternative possibilities.
They had agreed yesterday that they would see each other after first class, since both of them had morning class anyway. So Duang just thought maybe he was there already.
Duang almost forgot about it when he got up, showered and headed to uni.
When he arrived to class, Pae was already sitting there, painting.
Duang glanced at the clock. Still a good 10 minutes before class started.
Pae glanced up from his painting.
“Hey.” Pae said softly and continued his painting.
Duang glanced around him.
“Where’s Jamie?” Duang wondered out loud.
Pae sighed slightly as he answered.
“He sent text to the group chat saying he’s not coming”
Duang’s mouth shaped an “o” and then he grabbed his phone from his pocked and, indeed, there were chats in their group chat.
Jamie: have a huge hangover staying today with Marvis
Jamie: Try to survive without me 😛
Duang snickered out loud at Jamie’s texts.
This man…
“So it’s just the two of us?” Duang turned to Pae, looking up from his phone.
“That’s right.” Pae said with this soft tone that wasn’t usual to him.
That was weird. Pae was usually loud. Well maybe not as loud as Duang and Jamie, but still…Now he sounded like he had just solved workd hunger and gotten married. Definitely weird.
“What’s up with you?” Duang chuckled slightly as he seated himself next to Pae.
Pae chuckled slightly to himself.
“Tong took me uni today”
Pae said as he chuckled again. Oh boy he was so far gone…
Duang was amazed how down bad his friend was. This was a new side of him, he had never seen before.
“Bro, you’ve been dating for a month and you’re still this down bad?”
Duang laughed.
Pae shot him an icy glare.
“Says the guy who gets separation anxiety every time Qin is a minute away”
Pae shot back with a satisfied smirk.
Duang slightly hit Pae to the shoulder and as he was about to shot back, the professor walked in and he had to shut up.
Duang, Pae and Jamie had been extremely close ever since high school. Probably one of the reasons they had clicked so well was because their personalities matched perfectly. They were all kinda chaotic and warm hearted people so they fitted well together. Jamie was an alpha just like Duang, as where Pae was an omega.
Today’s class was easy, comfortable even. That should’ve been Duang’s second warning sign. The morning had been too easy for the day to continue like that.
As the class ended, Pae and Duang packed their packs and headed outside. The moment they stepped out of the classroom they were met by Tong and Kim.
Tong smiled warmly at Pae and took his bag on his shoulder and all the four began to walk toward the cafeteria.
“Where is Qin?”
Duang asked finally. He had been wondering where the love of his life was. Qin was usually with Tong and Kim, and if they had separate classes they’d meet before coming here. So Duang was starting to get worried…
Tong and Kim stopped on their tracks. They hadn’t meant to.
Pae and Duang turned to look at each other somewhat confused. Now Duang was seriously getting very worried.
“Guys…where is he?”
Duang’s voice wasn’t playful anymore, it was firm and full of worry. He always was like this if it was about Qin.
Tong and Kim stared at each other, looking a bit guilty. Duang looked like he was about to combust from worry so Kim decided to speak up.
“Duang…Qin told us not to tell you so…”
Kim’s words faded away as he saw the look on Duang’s face. Only pure worry now.
“What happened?! Kim, Tong tell me NOW!”
Duang insisted, his voice full of desperation now.
Tong was the quickest the fold.
That probably something to do with the fact that Pae had been giving Tong looks of worry and plead.
Tong leaned to whisper on Duang’s ear, far enough for Pae to hear too.
“Qin’s heat came early and he doesn’t want to bother you…”
The moment the words left Tong’s mouth, Duang sprinted across the fall, straight to Qin’s apartment.
Qin had been laying in his bed for the last 30 minutes trying to fight his sexual desires as much as he could. He felt like this was the worst heat he had ever experienced.
Everything was dizzy. He had stripped his clothes off a while ago. His hot body had met the cold air of his room. It had not done any good to his growing desires.
Then he remembered, he still needed to text his mom, and Duang.
Oh Duang…
His thoughts drifted to the alpha he so dearly loved. And desired more than anything at the moment. His gentle alpha. The love of his life. The sweet boy he had met almost half a year ago. He still couldn’t quite comprehend how Duang had managed to get through his walls, he had spent so many years building. Duang’s personality and the fact that he never pressured him or made him feel like they were going too slow.
He still remembered their first time. It had been quite vanilla. Qin hadn’t had the courage to tell his lover all the things he wished to do with him.
He would.
Eventually.
His cock was getting impossibly hard again as he imagined how Duang would feel on top of him. How big he would feel in him. How he used his hands to guide him. Always.
Fuck.
He could feel the orgasm building quickly again.
He had been so focused on his building release, he hadn’t heard the door of his apartment open, or close.
That was when the scent hit him.
Leather and pine with the slight mix of dark chocolate. Sharp and creamy in a way that made his owns senses even more blurry. The smell was absolutely intoxicating. The slight smell of books and paint. The comforting smell of Duang made Qin’s eyes roll back and his head was dizzy with the feeling of desire and belonging. He gripped the head of his bed so hard his knuckles turned white.
Duang stood in front of him looking incredibly good, too good to be standing here while Qin was feeling the horniest of his life. He was wearing his normal clothes: a white baggy t-shirt and black pants that hugged his cock just slightly, his brown hair was slightly brushed up (probably because of how he had run there) and he had his necklace hanging on his neck making everything even hotter. He dropped his bag, full of art supplies and a few books, on the floor. So Duang was just there standing, looking worried as fuck, but still as hot as always.
Let’s blame Qin’s heat for that
Then he noticed Duang looked sad, tears almost falling from his eyes.
“Duang…”
Qin’s voice cracked slightly as he began to speak. It hurt him to see Duang in such a state. Almost crying. Probably because of him…
He wanted to move to Duang. To hug him. To kiss him. To…
But he refused to move. He couldn’t right now.
“Ter, what are you doing here?”
Duang’s expression didn’t change. It only tightened. He wasn’t being playful, or even smiling like Duang usually was. His playful self was gone. Replaced by more worried, sad Duang.
He closed the door behind him. Now they were in a closed room. Together. A bad idea.
Qin’s heart began beating faster than it should’ve. He tried to breathe normally, but only managed to let out a ragged breath.
Duang took a small step forward. His eyes still locked on Qin’s. Then he took another step. Qin could smell his scent more clearly now. It almost filled his whole body.
“Why are you crying, ter?”
“You’re in heat…” Duang said shakily. He wiped his eyes from tears, swallowing hardly through the sobs. “You should’ve told me.”
Fuck. Tong and Kim. Those fuckers.
That didn’t matter much though. Only thing that mattered to him was that Duang was upset. Duang was crying. Duang was moving closer.
His chest aches badly. But the ache on his abdomen was even worse. He was torn between to comfort Duang and begging him to fuck him deep.
“I didn’t think you’d want to be here.” Qin chocked.
“Why not?!” Duang shot immediately back. His voice trembling slightly. “You thought I wouldn’t want to give you what you need, isn’t it my responsibility as your mate?! You planned to torture yourself alone??”
Yes. That was in fact exactly what he had planned to do. The words still hit like a brick. He knew it sounded stupid now.
He wanted to explain himself. To tell him that it wasn’t because Qin didn’t want him here. But he couldn’t get a word out…how could he, when Duang looked him like he was about to combust?
Qin tried to took a deep breathe to soothe himself. Wrong move entirely. The moment he draw the air into his lungs, he was met with Duang’s scent, sharp and creamy once again. He felt more dizzy than he had felt since he woke up.
“Duang, why aren’t you using scent blockers, you always wear them?”
Duang took of his jacket he had on top of his t-shirt and threw it across the room. Somewhere where neither of them could notice it. The whole time his eyes hadn’t left Qin’s once.
“Why one earth would I need scent blockers when I’m about to spend your heat with you? I threw them away at the reception.”
Qin’s eyes went wide.
“What, no!”
Qin saw a tear roll down Duang’s slim cheeks.
“You don’t want me here.”
He stated. It wasn’t a question. Qin desperately wanted it to be one though.
Qin had to use all of his self control not to jump on Duang and hug him…or worse.
The words had stung more than he cared to admit out loud, or to himself. His chest was tight and his heart burned looking at the younger across from him. He wanted to tell Duang there wasn’t a second in the world, he’d want to be apart from him.
He wanted so scream. He wanted sob. He wanted to tell Duang how deeply he wanted him. It took every ounce of hisrestraint not to do so.
“You don’t want to do this..”
Qin’s voice cracked just enough to get Duang take a step even closer.
“You don’t get to decide for me”
Duang’s voice was stern and it left no room for Qin’s shaking objections.
Duang was now so close that he could smell his pheromones so strong he almost passed out.
“There is nowhere I’d want to be more right now.”
Duang’s voice softer as he sat on the bed. Too close.
“Let me take care of you, ter…”
Duang wiped the last remaining of his tears and lunged forward. Now their faces were inches away from each other.
Duang was clearly waiting for the older one’s acceptance. He stared intensely to Qin’s eyes. Qin was feeling too much at once.
“Ter…please..”
Duang whispered to his ear.
The words were like a trigger. Qin nodded quickly and crashed their lips together. Qin’s hands locked together behind Duang’s neck.
Duang’s intoxicating scent wrapped around him, filling his every sense. Qin moaned to the kiss. Which gave Duang access to shove his tongue into his mouth.
Not that they hadn’t had intense make out sessions before, but this was a whole new level. They both could feel their growing erections getting larger. Duang pushed Qin’s body into the mattress with his own. Duang was still fully clothed (unfortunately for Qin). The slightly cool clothes against his warm body felt incredibly uncomfortable.
He needed to get Duang naked and inside him immediately.
“Oh fuck…” Duang groaned against his lover’s lips. They broke off just slightly. Still only inches apart.
Qin stared at Duang with heavy lust in his eyes. But under that there was something softer, maybe adoration.
The moment their lips parted Duang threw his shirt across the room. Somewhere neither of them could care anymore. Qin’s eyes were met by Duang’s abs and his toned chest.
Qin let out a breathy moan.
“Please, Duang…I need you now.”
Something in Duang seemed to snap. Like he was holding to that last piece of restraint and, by Qin’s words, it had cracked.
Qin had clinged to Duang like he was afraid to let go. His body always so pale was now covered in even more sweat.
Duang’s had trailed lower slowly. His fingers grazing Qin’s hot skin. Duang’s hands were going lower and lower every second. Though, to Qin, it felt like hours. His naked form was almost shaking at this point.
Their scents tangled together, just like Qin just imagined a while ago.
Duang’s hand caressed his hip bone, then going even lower. Just as he was about to touch where his lover needed him the most, he pulled away. Just slightly. Only enough for Qin to see the huge smirk on the younger’s face.
Qin groaned loudly. He should’ve known. Duang was always a huge tease.
Something in Duang’s eyes shifted when he looked deep enough into the older’s eyes.
“Duang…please…”
Qin almost sobbed. He needed Duang bad.
A broken groan slipped from Duang’s mouth when he heard Qin’s pleads. Duang stood up from the bed. This shocked Qin.
Where on earth was he going right now?!
His naked form was know bare to the room. His hole clutching to the cool air. A bit of precum leaking from his tip.
Duang took in the view in front of him. He knew Qin was beautiful. Gorgeous even.
But every time he was laid out in front of him like this, he looked the prettiest of all.
Duang opened his pants and let them fall into the ground. Not long after came off his boxers. Duang’s, already very hard, cock was now freed.
Duang didn’t waste more time and climbed on top of Qin again.
Before Qin could even draw another breath, he felt Duang’s large finger in him. Qin let out a shaky moan.
“Fuck, you’re so tight…” Duang breathed.
He added another finger. Than another.
Now Qin had three fingers inside him and was already screaming. And moaning.
The sounds of Duang’s fingers going in and out of Qin’s wet hole filled the small bedroom entirely.
Qin needed his lover’s cock in him. He couldn’t wait anymore.
Qin tried to talk, but only sound that came from his mouth was moans. Very high pitch ones indeed.
Duang seemed to notice how much Qin wanted this. Duang was getting hornier every second. But he could still play a little game.
“Oh darling, give me words.”
Duang said. Still bumping his fingers into Qin, now extremely wet, hole.
Qin drew a sharp breath out.
“I need to get fucked raw, Duang, I want to feel you for days. I want to be filled up. I want our friends to ask why am I still limping that hard.”
Qin managed to let his thoughts out. Normally he would have not said these things out loud, but the heat was taking control of him.
Duang smirk. Like he had just been waiting for Qin to say that.
“What my princess wants, he gets.”
Duang drew his fingers out. Qin’s hole clenching around air. He let out a groan.
Then without warning, Duang’s big, fat cock pushed into Qin’s clenching hole. Filling it up.
Qin let out a very loud moan. Duang was much bigger than he remembered, or did it just feel bigger, because he was in this state, not that he cared much right now.
“Duang, move!”
Duang grinded against his lover’s hole before he pulled out fully. Just for a second though. Then he pushed back with full force. Making both of them moan loudly.
Qin was a mess. His eyes rolled back. His mouth hanging open. His hands on the back of Duang’s neck, pulling him closer to his chest. Tears were rolling down his cheeks.
He started to roll his hips to the same pace. Meeting Duang’s hips mid thrust.
Duang spread his thighs more. Getting more access to pump his cock.
Qin was getting closer to his high and they both knew it.
“Please, Duang…I’m c-close..”
Qin sobbed through his moans.
Duang took the older one’s neglected cock on his palm and began to pump with his thrusts
“Come for Duang.” Duang rasped.
Then after one last thrust, Qin came. Hard and fast. His arousal shooting to his own stomach.
Duang didn’t stop though. He continued to pump his cock in and out of the man under him. His breathing was ragged and breathy.
Duang met Qin’s eyes mid-thrust.
Full of lust and love.
Then their lips connected again. It wasn’t soft or sweet. It was messy.
Both of them eating each other up. Qin bit Duang’s upper lip and Duang let out a massive moan that gave Qin a chance to slip his own tongue into his lover’s mouth.
There they were, lips on each other, the upper man continued to thrust into Qin. Letting out loud groans while doing so.
Then suddenly, Qin swapped their places. Now Qin on top of Duang. The latter’s eyes widened by the action. Duang’s mouth hanging open as he stared at the man, now, on top of him.
Duang suddenly came little too aware of the position they were in.
Then without so much of a warning, Qin started to ride Duang.
Qin’s hips began to move. First agonizingly slow. His lips parting slightly as his eyes rolled back. Little moans came from the older’s mouth.
That sent a shiver of pleasure through Duang’s spine. Qin’s hands grabbed ahold of Duang’s shoulders to ground him.
Qin begun to move faster. With purpose.
Qin’s tight walls builded more pressure to the cock inside him. Duang could feel himself getting even closer.
Their scents and breaths tangled together. Making the room’s atmosphere even more pleasant for the action.
Qin moved his position slightly so Duang’s cock hit now directly on that one spot that made him reach almost reach his climax then and there. Duang’s eyes darkened even more as Qin started to let out moans. Every moan a pitch higher than the last.
Qin cried out. Desperate to fuck himself on the alphas cock so hard he couldn’t walk anymore.
Qin’s hips bounced perfectly on the younger’s length. Making Duang almost reach his high already.
Duang groaned loudly as his knot started to swell. Qin too started to feel it.
With one final thrust, Duang’s cum shot deep into his lover. Filling every inch of his insides.
That made Qin too, reach his yet another climax. Qin cried out. His back arching as his body shook around Duang’s huge cock.
Qin rose from the cock he had been sitting one and relapsed onto the bed, next to Duang.
Qin’s face was glowing, completely fucked. Lips swelling. Hair messy. Droopy eyes.
Only for Duang to see.
Duang smiled to himself as he took in the gorgeous naked form of his boyfriend.
Qin turned his head slightly to look at Duang.
“Why are you smiling?”
Qin asked, slightly amused.
Duang’s eyes fixated on the love of his life. He knew that wasn’t a question Qin necessarily wanted an answer. It was marely just a statement.
“Are you okay?”
Duang asked, now fully turning towards Qin.
Qin nodded slowly, now smiling too.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah…”
“You know what, Duang..?”
Duang hummed.
“I love you”
“I love you more, ter.”
Qin chuckled slightly.
Impossible.
Qin didn’t say that part out loud though.
They both stared at the ceiling for a while.
Then…
“Another round?”
Duang asked, smirking.
“Thought you never asked.”
And let’s just say:
Qin and Duang dearly hoped that the walls were thick enough.
Spoiler:
They were not.