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Sakura shouldn't be here. He's messing up again, letting instinct take control over reason… But everything aches and he doesn't want to curl up alone in his shitty apartment. He's going to ruin everything he's built for so long… just for a chance to not be alone for once. He can't bring himself to tell the others though, too much shame and dread is wound in tight barbs around his heart. His legs shake as he walks down the less familiar streets and his eyes dart around, paranoid. He's only been this way once… but he's drawn forward by the longing in his chest.
He's panting by the time he finally manages to stumble his way to Endo's door. He keeps trying to convince himself to leave but… he can't. He leans his feverish head against the cool wooden door and tries to control his breathing. The point of no return has long since come and gone and it feels like losing as he starts to accept that. Tentatively, he knocks on the door, half hoping Endo won't even be home… But seconds later the door opens anyway. Sakura's lips press into a wavering line, eyes zeroing in on Endo instantly. He can't look away. Endo's expression shifts rapidly from detached curiosity to wild delight.
"Sakura!"
Endo exclaims, hand clenching tight at the doorknob like he's holding himself back from pouncing… The wild longing that seizes Sakura's chest at that thought nearly sends him to his knees but he just grits his teeth and fights through it.
"Endo."
He breathes, stuffing his hands in his pockets as they start to tremble. He can't do this, can't take this… But his feet refuse to turn away. Endo's dressed causally in a dark tank top and faded blue sweat pants. Sakura's never seen him like this. He swallows and tries to shake the fuzz from his head.
"Can I come in?"
He pleads softly, desperate and terrified in turns that Endo will say yes… as if there was ever any chance Endo would say no. As expected, Endo nods eagerly, stepping aside and welcoming Sakura in.
"Yeah, of course. Make yourself at home. What's mine is yours."
Endo's practically rambling he's so excited. Sakura's heart skips a beat and he takes one last breath of fresh air before stepping into the lion's den. The odds of making it out of here without losing control are… low. But Sakura's going to do his best. Endo's still talking as he closes the door. There's the pointed click of a lock and Sakura bites his cheek hard enough to draw blood, listening with half an ear.
"Want something to drink? Have you had dinner? I could make something, or we could order in. Maybe you should stay the night since it's so late. And-"
Sakura's getting light headed from holding his breath. He has no choice. He breathes in reluctantly, immediately overwhelmed by the scent of Endo. It clings to everything in the apartment and Sakura sways where he stands, lightheaded with the rush. Endo smells like smoke, cologne, and richer, darker notes he can't quite put a name too. Endo's voice cuts off as he notices Sakura sway. Suddenly, large hands settle on his shoulders and Endo leans in with a frown, staring into Sakura's eyes like he's seeking answers. Sakura flinches back but doesn't get far, Endo moves with him, hand coming up to press to his forehead.
"Are you sick, Sakura?"
Endo asks, voice dipping low and sympathetic. Sakura swallows past the lump in his throat, a too-familiar burn stinging along his lash line. If only Endo knew. He can't admit the truth but… calling it a sickness wouldn't be too far off.
"Yeah… "
He answer reluctantly, leaning into Endo's hand at his forehead. He's dizzy and in pain. All he wants is to sleep and never wake up.
"Can I stay for a bit?"
His voice comes out rough, barely more than a whisper. Endo runs soothing fingers through his hair, smiling brightly. At least they're both getting something out of this.
"Like I said, what's mine is yours. Stay as long as you want."
Sakura slumps in relief at Endo's words, surrendering to terrible choices. He kicks his shoes off at the door now that he has permission to stay.
"Thank you."
He mumbles, avoiding eye contact. Endo's scent sticks in his lungs, torture and bliss in equal measures. Endo hums softly, hand slipping down to rest on Sakura's shoulder once more.
"Don't worry about it. Are you hungry? Should I go buy some medicine?"
Sakura sighs softly and can't resist the urge to lean in and rest his forehead against Endo's chest. He aches from head to toe, heat boiling under his skin. He wants nothing more than to curl up in Endo's bed and let Endo pull him clo- Nope. Sakura shakes the thought away quickly.
"… I just want to sleep."
He whispers, closing his eyes as he breathes Endo in. Fuck, his knees go weak and he clutches at Endo's shirt to keep himself standing. Strong arms curl around him as Endo lays his cheek against his hair. It's a devastating feeling and Sakura bites his tongue to hold back a noise. Endo remains oblivious… for now.
"Alright, bedrooms this way."
Endo says softly. He starts to walk them back, keeping Sakura pressed against him as they approach the door. Soon enough Endo's guiding him to sit on the bed and running hands through Sakura's hair once more. Sakura can't help leaning into it, lips pressed into a tight line. Endo hesitates, looking back towards the door before staring down at Sakura with dark eyes, hands drifting down to cup Sakura's cheeks.
"Want me to stay?"
It's clear that Endo doesn't want to leave. Sakura takes a shaky breath and nods, scooting aside to make room as an eager smile brightens Endo's features. Endo's quick to shut off the light and settle in with Sakura, curling close and wrapping Sakura in his arms once more. Sakura's immediately overwhelmed by the proximity, dizzy and overheated. The scent of Endo is much stronger here in his bed and now pressed so close Sakura bites his cheek to hold in a whine. He can't help the way he burrows closer, soaking up the cool relief of Endo's embrace against his overheated skin. He'd come in just jeans and a thin t-shirt and even that feels like too much but he just tries his best to ignore it.
He's achy and feverish, heat smoldering in his veins… But Endo's rubbing his back in soothing circles and slowly but surely Sakura starts to relax. He hides his face against Endo's shirt, shivers running though him every now and then. He shouldn't be here but… it's fine, he'll stay the night and… go home in the morning. One night couldn't hurt… It's delusional to think like that, he knows, but… He's weak and he needs this. One night, he'll hold himself to that. For sure.
Endo keeps up his comforting motions. Warm hands rub his back then trail up to the back of his neck before sliding down, slow and soothing, to the small of his back. His hand lingers there like he wants to imprint the feeling into Sakura's bones before drifting back up to repeat the process. Sakura… can't help it as he melts more and more into the scent and feel of Endo around him. It soothes the ache to be this close and Sakura's eyes drift closed, nuzzling closer on instinct as sleep starts to creep in… Sakura drifts into strange, heated dreams that swim though his feverish mind. Flashes of hands and lips and teeth etching themselves into his brain.
The ache grows as hours tick by, heat only flaring higher until he wakes with a choked gasp, hips arching into nothing. His dazed thoughts move like molasses as heat and sleep cloud his mind. He shifts, then stills as he remembers that Endo's tucked in against him. All his senses zero in on alpha.
Oh…
He swallows and shakes his head, trying to wake his brain up. Fuck, he's wet. Slick coats his thighs, soaking into his clothes. Sakura hisses sharply, moving on instinct as he slips out of Endo's loose grip to kick his pants away. He's too hot. His inner thighs are wet and raw, chafed red under the white of multiple scent patches. He needs them gone and he can't think enough to care why he put them there as he scrapes the patches from his skin revealing swollen glands. He can't help a soft whine at the sting but bares through it. The scent of cherry blossoms is quick to smother the room and Sakura bites his tongue to muffle a moan of relief.
Prolonged usage of scent blockers isn't recommended… But Sakura would rather bare through the pain then give away his secret. Now he can barely even stand the air on his skin. He strips his shirt away next, ragged breaths tearing through him. Left in just soaked boxers it's easy to get swept along and drag those away too, cringing as fabric clings to sensitive skin. Naked in Endo's bed he bites at his palm to muffle a heated whine. He's too hot and too empty. He wants… god, he needs…
"Alpha."
The word comes out as barely a whisper but his breath hitches sharply, eyes locking onto Endo, watching for any reaction. The older boy seems fast asleep, breathes coming slow and even. Staring with hazy eyes Endo's words drift back to him. 'What's mine is yours.'
Sakura can't help the way he fixates on that, eyes trailing down. Endo's not covered by the blankets at all, simple lounge clothes all that's keeping- ah. No, he can't. Sakura looks away, flushing scarlet as he squirms in place, unbidden arousal pulsing through his veins. He should pull himself together and redress. Go back to sleep or, even better, go home. Even in heat he can defend himself well enough to make it… Instead his eyes drift back, trailing down once more.
Endo's tank top rides high, showing off the vee of his hips and the trail of hair leading beneath his sweat pants. Dark ink stands out even here, intricate designs that disappear under Endo's clothes. Sakura feels dizzy, out of his mind with heat and arousal… 'What's mine is yours.' Endo had said… Sakura reaches out to trail trembling fingers along Endo's stomach, tracing lines of ink and muscle. He can't help a soft whimper, clenching around nothing as slick stains Endo's sheets. His cock stands hot and aching between his legs and he squeezes his thighs together for any kind of friction even as it makes his swollen glands ache.
He knows exactly what he needs and he's too lost in the moment to stop himself as his trembling fingers hook in soft fabric, eyes flickering up to watch Endo's face as he tugs his pants down painfully slow. Somehow, Endo remains asleep through it all and soon enough his soft cock is bare to the room. Sakura's breath catches in his throat as he stares down. Intricate lines of ink trail over Endo's thighs, framing his cock. Sakura whimpers softly at the size, he's never done anything like this before but pure instinct takes over and he needs it inside him immediately, slick dripping down achy red thighs. His scent fills the room by now, heat pheromones blooming in the small space. Endo shifts and mumbles something unintelligible a he starts to harden, the scent of omega effective even in sleep. A shudder wracks through Sakura as he watches Endo's cock stand at attention.
Sakura sinks punishing teeth into his lip but can't help himself as he reaches out, fingers trailing over velvety skin. Endo's cock twitches under his touch and Sakura's eyes drift half lidded as it hardens further. Fuck, he can't- He's going to die if he doesn't get Endo inside him right now. It seems important not to wake him though… Reluctantly, he moves slow, settling carefully with his knees planted on either side of Endo's hips. He's dizzy as he looks down, Endo's fast asleep but Sakura doesn't know how long that could possibly last in a situation like this… Endo will understand though… hopefully. Sakura grasps his hard cock, settling it against his soaked entrance. Just that is enough to send a fully body quake through him, slick dripping out to coat the head as arousal trembles in his core.
He can't wait, can't think. Sakura drops down, slapping a hand over his mouth to muffle a cry. It hurts, too sudden of a stretch for untrained muscles even with heat working overtime to keep him relaxed… Despite the pain it's the best thing he's ever felt and his muffled moan sounds more like a sob against his palm. He's shaking as he keeps sinking down, desperate to take Endo as deep as possible despite the ache. Endo shifts below him, breath hitching in his sleep. Sakura just blinks down at him, dazed as pleasure and heat cloud his brain. In this state, he can only see Endo waking up as a good thing.
He tries to move a bit, lifting himself up just to drop back down. It punches a gasp past his lips, stars bursting in his eyes as pleasure sparks hot and sharp in his core. Fuck, fuck. He moves again, awkward at first but he finds a rhythm quickly, bouncing in Endo's cock as heat ravages his self control. He feels so full, choking back desperate whimpers as he drops down over and over and over. Endo feels so perfect inside him that Sakura can't think. He drops his hand from his mouth, planting them on either side of Endo's head instead as he keeps chasing pleasure.
He's panting, eyes locked on Endo's face… So it's easy to notice when green eyes blink open, hazy with sleep and confusion. Sakura shudders hard, clenching around Endo. It tears a moan past Endo's lips and the older boy takes a deep breath. Sakura feels the moment Endo takes in his scent, cock twitching inside him as a shaky breath falls from Endo's lips.
"Sakura."
Endo rumbles, hands settling at shaking thighs. Sakura whimpers openly as Endo says his name, hot and hard and desperate.
"Alpha."
Is all he manages to choke out in return. Endo curses sharply at that, eyes lighting up as hands tightening at Sakura's thighs like he wants it to bruise.
"I'm here, baby. I got you."
Endo doesn't ask the obvious questions. He simply takes control, flipping them around to pin Sakura beneath him, rolling his hips just right. Sakura nearly chokes on his moan as Endo manages to find a spot inside him he hadn't even known existed. Pleasure bursts through his veins at the slightest brush and Sakura wraps his arms around Endo's neck, clinging tight.
"Fuck, Endo."
He breathes, gripping at sanity despite the way it keeps slipping through his fingers. Endo laughs softly, nuzzling against Sakura's cheek.
"I'm so happy, Sakura. Can't believe you picked me to spend your heat with. I must be dreaming."
Endo breathes. He sounds manic, feverish with excitement. Sakura flushes red, squirming beneath Endo but the older boy keeps rolling his hips, fucking Sakura slow and deep like he's savoring every moment.
"You couldn't take it anymore, could you baby? Curled up next to your favorite alpha… You couldn't help yourself. Had to take what you needed even when I was asleep and helpless… That's so fucking hot. Sakura."
Endo punctuates his words with a harder thrust and Sakura jolts with a wavering moan. Mortified but so turned on it hurts.
"Sh-shut up."
He manages to stutter, hips arching into Endo's next thrust. Endo just hums softly and trails hands down the red, swollen skin of Sakura's thighs.
"Make me, omega."
Endo purrs, voice dipping low on heat and pleasure. Sakura shudders and tightens around Endo, head falling back as he bares his throat on instinct. The secret was out the moment Endo woke but he can't take it as Endo says it out loud. Nothing is ever fair… but despite the loss tight in his chest he's dizzy and everything feels so fucking good he might die on the spot. Maybe it's not so bad if Endo knows. Not if he gets to feel like this.
Of course, Endo chooses that moment to stop and Sakura whines, nails digging into Endo's shoulders as he squirms beneath him.
"Fuck, move."
Sakura pleads but Endo just hums, fingers tracing swollen glands. Sakura gasps at the sting and Endo's lips twist into a frown.
"Does it hurt?"
He questions softly and Sakura bites his lip, hesitant. After a moment he nods and Endo hums again before reaching out to open the bedside drawer. He pulls out a small bottle, holding it up to show Sakura, not that he can make out what it says even with the faint light trickling in past the curtains.
"It's lotion."
Endo explains, catching sight of the confusion on Sakura's face.
"It's supposed to help with chafing and swelling."
He keeps going, slicking his palms with thick lotion before starting to rub it into Sakura's thighs. Sakura hisses at the feeling, squirming under Endo. He takes that as an opportunity, starting a slow grind into Sakura as he coats his glands in lotion.
"I use it for ruts."
Somehow Endo's still talking, voice heated but unwavering.
"Helps when I've been fisting my knot for days thinking about spilling into a pretty omega."
Sakura shudders hard at that, choking out a wavering moan. His hand flies down on instinct to wrap around his own neglected cock but Endo's quick to catch his wrist, pulling it away even as Sakura curses and tries to free it.
"C'mon, Sakura. Let me take care of you."
Endo breathes, he doesn't wait for an answer though before reaching into the side table once more. Sakura doesn't have much time to react before something closes around his wrist, hands pressed up near the bars of the headboard before his other wrist get the same treatment. What the fuck. Endo lets go of his hands but when Sakura tries to move them they don't get far, soft fur digging in to his skin. It takes a moment for his feverish brain to realize what's happening. Handcuffs, fuzzy handcuffs. He pulls against them but the chain holds strong.
"Endo."
He whines but Endo just hums, amusement and arousal bright in his eyes as he rolls his hips again, fucking into Sakura just to watch him tremble.
"I've got you, baby."
Endo says softly before fitting a hand under his knee to lift his leg onto his shoulder. It shifts the angle and Sakura cries out as Endo reaches impossibly deep, brushing past that devastating spot inside him with every thrust. He's losing his mind, pleasure arching through him with every thrust. Endo leans in, lips dragging along his throat and Sakura moans, long and high. His head falls back to bare his throat, pure instinct taking hold. He needs Endo's bite, needs to mate, needs to breed. Endo drags his tongue along Sakura's scent gland, tasting him on his tongue.
"You smell so good, Sakura."
Endo rumbles, nuzzling against Sakura as his knot starts to swell. Sakura feels like he's going to shake apart in Endo's arms, wrists tugging against the cuffs. He feels trapped, helpless… He can't help but love it, whole body going limp as teeth settle against his throat. Endo moans against him, forcing his slowly growing knot into Sakura over and over. Teeth sink in, just a little. It's enough to make Sakura's heart race, enough to keep him melty and easy in Endo's arms… But it's not a claim. Endo makes no move to sink teeth deep, drawing blood and scarring his mark into Sakura's skin. Sakura can't tell if it's relief or sorrow that grips his chest but most likely it's a mix of both.
"Please, Alpha."
He begs, voice wavering. He feels like he's going to fall apart and Endo's knot starts to catch with every thrust. He's not far from the edge either. Endo moans against him and fucks into him hard, chasing his own pleasure. Still, teeth stay right where they are, too much but not enough, never enough. Sakura shatters with a broken sob, pleasure singing in every nerve as he shakes into orgasm. Endo growls, vicious and satisfied as his knot finally locks. Heat floods through Sakura and he cries out, heel digging into Endo's back as the knot stretches him beyond anything he thought possible. It feels… like he'll be held open like this forever, perfectly shaped to Endo's knot for the rest of his life. The thought sends a full body shudder through him and tears sting his lash line once more. He blinks them back, determined not to cry. Heat hormones are the worst.
Endo sighs softly and finally pulls his teeth away, licking over Sakura's gland once more before trailing kisses up his neck to his jaw. They're locked together now and even if it's not the mark he so desperately wanted Sakura still feels claimed, this at least will always belong to Endo. He leans into the kiss as lips find his, wrists tugging against the cuffs once more. He wants to cling to Endo but Endo just purrs into the kiss, starting to roll his hips again, tiny barely there motions that send continuous shudders through Sakura as the knot tugs at his rim.
"You're so perfect, Sakura."
Endo breathes, nuzzling against his cheek.
"I'm gonna take care of you, alright? So don't worry about staying a few days. I'll keep you knotted and happy for the rest of your heat and then I'll walk you home. I wanna knot you in your nest at least once."
Sakura flushes scarlet, lips pressed into a wavering line as arousal flickers to life once more. Endo's actually the worst but he can't punch him like this… Later. Maybe. Right now, he's too busy baring his throat once more, whining as he arches his hips into Endo's movements, untouched cock throbbing between his thighs.
"Please, alpha."
He breathes, he's already in too deep, what's one more bad decision?