The Claimed Omega

The slight bump irritates the alpha who keeps on pulling his omega's head closer to his neck, trying to hide him from the rest of the passengers. Wonho is already an hour into his heat, his strong pheromones calling out to Minwoo, his desperation clearly shown as he tries to muffle his moans by clinging onto the younger one.

Anxiously tapping his legs, Minwoo continues looking at the monitor for their stop, trying hard to ignore the others who keeps stealing glances towards them both. Had he been alone, he would have already made a scene, but he maintains his cool for the man in his embrace. 

Ten dreadful minutes later, they finally arrive in front of one of the welfare centers in their campus. He can tell the bus driver tried his best to reach here faster, Minwoo didn't forget to give him a sincere nod.

'Wonie, we're almost there.' he kisses the omega's forehead, hoping it will help him relax. Wonho's heat is hurting him; Minwoo can see all the veins on his clenched fists, his neck, even his forehead. Hugging the man tightly, he makes his way to the registration counter, not giving any mind to the surrounding. Before he could say a word, the lady at the counter holds out her hand, 'I'll just need one of your student IDs.'

She knows. She has a concerned face while she is working the registration. Few clicks later, a key card is passed towards the alpha, 'Protection's inside the drawers. Other needs can be bought from the vending machine. Manual's on the table.'

She makes sure to tell him before letting go of the card, to which Minwoo replies with a swift smile. 'Second floor!'

Pulling the omega inside and closing the door behind, Minwoo wasted no time in pulling their coats off, undressing Wonho from the peach sweater as quickly as he can. The soft, white skin glistening with droplets of sweat, Minwoo will never get enough of that view. It turns him on so badly he starts to breathe heavily to stop himself from jumping on Wonho. He can, but he doesn't want to. 

Wonho got thinner from the last time they were together - his collarbones are protruding. It is concerning. 

It makes him sad. 

It makes him angry.

'Minwoo.' The alpha, glancing up in response to his name being called, is greeted by the deepest kiss he ever had from the omega.

Fuck conscience. Wonho wants this as much as he does. If he wants to hate him after this, he will gladly accept the beating. But right now, they both, want this.

Sucking on the shoulder, Minwoo continues his way to the collarbone before he is pushed back. Wonho is trying to undress him as well but his hands are clumsy and too shaky to even pull it above the man's head.

Taking his own sweater off, Minwoo proceeds on unbuckling his belt. Wonho doesn't appreciate the distance as he pulls Minwoo closer and traces his jaw with his tongue, not even trying to hide his desire as his hands rub the alpha's biceps. The man really knows how to turn him on… 

Minwoo pulls that tiny waist close and carries Wonho towards the bed, throwing him forcefully. Positioning the omega beneath him, he locks those delicate wrists on each side, not entertaining even the slightest attempt of domination. 'nnhH…AAhH!'

That sweet voice, that high note coming for Wonho. That captivating voice calling out the beast inside him. Shit. He doesn't want to hurt Wonho. He needs to control himself. '-woo! Ahhkk!' 

'Shut up…' Minwoo hisses, clashing their lips together to silence the entranced omega. He loves this. He loves Wonho's voice. He loves it so much he wants to make Wonho his.

He wants to thrust into him so badly. He wants to taste every part of him, he wants to hear Wonho calling for him in desperation. He wants to be the only reason for him to cry. He wants to make Wonho cry in pleasure. He wants to make Wonho cry because he feels so good. 

Fuck. He wants to break this man. He loves seeing the stubborn Wonho begging for him. He loves seeing Wonho lose control of himself. He fucking loves everything about this omega!

Throwing desperate kisses on the Wonho's neck, Minwoo continues to ravish his chest as his hand moves lower, enjoying the shrunken stomach before resting his palm on the hard shaft. Squeezing it, Minwoo returns to the omega's lips to muffle the moans, continuing to torture his member, rubbing it quickly until Wonho can only squirm madly to get away. 

'Minwoo… unh... inside…' Wonho spreads his legs apart and pulls the alpha's neck towards him, whispering in his ear, 'Please… inside me…'

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Pulling Wonho's left thigh towards his chest to make more space for his hard thrusts, Minwoo leans down, touching his chest to the man's back, kissing the red earlobe. Wonho is left whimpering, no longer having the energy to respond to the sensual stimulus. He already came a few times, but unlike his first heat, he couldn't get the release he so desperately needed with a mere ejaculation.

And that made him confused and scared at the same time. Every chance he gets, Wonho will try to hold onto Minwoo for support. Not able to see his alpha makes him nervous, as if the man will disappear if he looks away.

Feeling the fragile hand around his neck, Minwoo shifts his attention towards the omega who is trying to change his position. His body is twisted almost completely while Minwoo is still slapping their body together. Concerned, he finally pulls out, locking the tired male on his back before pushing his knees up to continue where he left. 

Wonho is clumsily moving along, hoping to chase his own climax. Minwoo notices his agony. He should, because it is his doing.

He intentionally refused to grant Wonho the pleasure he much needed. He is unwilling to break his heat just yet. He knows how, he just doesn't want to.

He isn't hurting Wonho, in fact the man is drunk in pleasure. Because of him.

He makes Wonho feel good. Wonho needs him, Kim Minwoo, to feel good.

And he will gladly do it for as long as he can.

He wants to feel needed as long as he can.

'Please… I can't…' Wonho tries to beg but only whispers can be heard. He is too exhausted to voice anything, even moans are draining him. '-woo… cum… I want to cu-'

Claiming those swollen red lips, Minwoo stops moving as he feels periodical jerk coming from thinner male. Wonho is sobbing. He is sobbing hard. He looks so broken. 'Won…'

'Too much… Minwoo…' Maybe he overdid it. Shit. 'Wonie, baby, it's okay…'

Feeling the weak pull from the man beneath him, Minwoo takes him into his embrace, throwing kisses on his face to comfort him. He admits, he went too far. Wonho is only here to be taken care of, not taken advantage of. And he did the latter.

Dammit. He is really a bad mate. He is a useless mate.

Slowly, but gently, he starts the rhythm again, whispering soothing words to Wonho. The older has no self-control anymore, with no strength to hold himself back, nor the energy to push his orgasm faster. He can only hold onto the Minwoo, letting him take control fully.

One final thrust and Minwoo feels the spurt on his abs. Completely aware of what is to come, the alpha pulls out before he would knot again, letting himself fall beside Wonho. The drained omega has already gotten into a fetal position as his shakes involuntarily out of intense pleasure. Heaving, Minwoo pulls Wonho close, letting his body fully cover the other's smaller one. Having Wonho in his arms like this makes him feel complete. 

He realizes, this is the reason why he had been feeling empty all this while. And he could have had this a long time ago…

…had he not run away to save himself. 

'Forgive me, Wonho. Love you.'