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“Call us immediately if anything happens, okay?”
“Ugh, we got it, trust me!” Natsu waves her brother off dismissively.
“Hey! Who do you think changed your diapers when you were a kid?” Shouyou retorts, laughing.
“Well, we’re gonna have lots of fun together, isn’t that right honey?” His mother coos to the baby in the back, already sleepy and cozy in the car seat.
“Send us updates!” Shouyou calls, waving goodbye as his family pulls away from the curb.
“Bleh! Not like you guys will even check your phone!” Natsu responds, sticking her tongue out at her brother before rolling up her window.
Younger sisters were really something nowadays, huh…
His mother honks the horn, and then they’re off with his darling baby in tow, leaving Shouyou behind.
Alright, so it’s not like Shouyou’s been abandoned for the wolves, but in a way, it sure feels like it. When he opens the door to their house, he’s hit with the overwhelming scent of, ah- yep, Tobio entering his rut.
The smell is so strong that Shouyou didn’t even invite his family inside earlier, unsure of when his husband’s rut would really hit.
After almost a year postpartum, Tobio’s mating cycle is finally here again, meaning Shouyou’s heat shouldn’t be far behind. They went through their usual routine in the past couple of days: making a nest, stocking up their bedroom and fridge with meal prep and water, and being even more touchy with each other (if possible). But this time, Tobio was so protective of their new pack that it was hard for them to let their baby go, even if it’s only for a week at most.
“Shouyou…”
Speaking of…
“Tobi?” The omega responds, heading towards their bedroom where the faint voice called from. He peeks inside and finds Tobio flushed and curled up under the blankets in their nest, pouting and extending an arm out from the duvet for his mate.
“It’s here,” Tobio pants, grabbing Shouyou’s middle once he’s close enough so that he can pull him down to sit on the bed right next to him.
“Aww, you’re like a big teddy bear,” Shouyou laughs, carding his fingers through Tobio’s soft hair as the alpha nuzzles and scents into his stomach.
“Where’d you go?” Tobio asks petulantly, his voice muffled by Shouyou’s faded One Piece t-shirt.
“My mom and Natsu came to pick up the baby, remember?”
“Oh. Yeah. I hate being in rut.”
Shouyou snorts. “Sure, Tobio. It’s gonna be okay. We deserve a break too, hm?” He’s certain the alpha’s pouting, probably trying to use his foggy alpha brain to think of how to retrieve their baby.
“Do you need anything?” Shouyou offers. “A snack, water-”
Tobio grunts, blinking up at his husband with hazy, burning desire. “Want your milk.”
“You’re so spoiled,” Shouyou teases, already expecting this request from his mate. He shrugs off his t-shirt and reveals his chest, which is starting to fill up again even though he pumped before.
In a flash, Tobio flips their positions, caging Shouyou to their nest as he settles between Shouyou’s legs.
“Woah, slow your roll mister,” he chuckles, patting the side of Tobio’s face. “I’m not going anywhere,” he reassures his alpha.
Tobio just kisses him, so sweet and almost chaste that it makes Shouyou whimper for more. But the alpha moves on, gently biting his mate’s scent gland between his teeth while fondling at Shouyou’s plump tits.
A spike of arousal simmers through Shouyou, who can’t help but feel incredibly turned on by his husband who’s simultaneously needy but dominant in his rut.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Tobio growls, backing up so that he can kiss the valley between the omega’s breasts, happily burying his face into Shouyou’s tits. “And you’re all mine.”
Shouyou yelps when his husband starts to massage his left breast and suck hard on his right, expressing his creamy milk like an expert. Tobio laps at his nipple until the bud is perky and erect.
“Hngh, Tobio!” Shouyou moans with satisfaction, feeling the oxytocin flood his body as his letdown is triggered. Tobio’s eyes are heavy lidded as he fully latches his mouth onto his omega’s leaking tit, drinking down the gushing milk like he’s parched.
“I love your milk,” Tobio groans, alternating his sucking of Shouyou’s breasts until they’re both wet with a milky sheen. He gropes them as he kisses his husband again, this time with tongue to let the omega taste the sweetness of his own milk.
“Everything about you tastes delicious, omega…”
Shouyou smiles as they kiss, arching his sensitive chest further into his alpha’s touch. “Drink as much as you want.”
Ever since Tobio tried breastfeeding from him, it’s become part of their physical intimacy. It more often than not becomes sexual, but it’s also a way for them to just relax and feel close to each other.
Tobio’s eyes are slightly red from rut, and his alpha pheromones are so potent that people can probably smell it from outside. He licks his lips before diving down to suck at the omega’s lactating tits with fervor, this time leaving bite marks all over the smooth expanse of the soft flesh as he feeds.
It feels euphoric to have his milk expressed in the most primal manner by his mate. Shouyou moans contentedly, using a hand to bring Tobio’s head closer to his chest. His pussy’s clenching with wetness and he rolls his hips against Tobio’s waist.
He loves this, the conscious feeling of taking care of his alpha in his rut before his heat comes over him too. The distant thought that it’ll be harder to wean off his husband from his milk than their baby makes Shouyou grin to himself.
One of Tobio’s hands shuffles lower until it can creep under Shouyou’s waistband, cupping against his heated core.
“Gonna fuck you and knot you,” Tobio promises, his voice deep with lust, fanning his ragged breath against Shouyou’s milky tit as he pets his fingers over the thin material of the omega’s panties.
The alpha keeps tracing his husband’s clit with light touches, encouraging his slick to soak through the underwear. “Okay?”
Shouyou nods eagerly, his pussy pulsing with excitement.
“Use your words, Shou,” Tobio says, spreading Shouyou’s pussy lips open with long, thick fingers through his panties. His other hand makes a mess of the omega’s tits again, urging beads of milk to dribble from Shouyou’s rosy nipples and cascade down his front. “Tell me.”
“Yes-hahh! I’m all yours, alpha…”
“Good,” Tobio smirks proudly, his thumb rubbing against his husband’s clit with more pressure. Shouyou’s pussy swells with arousal under his other fingers, and it pleases him to feel how receptive his mate’s body is to him—even though he’s in rut, his husband’s pleasure is still a priority.
“You made me all wet,” Shouyou pouts.
The alpha leans down to lap up the sweet rivulets of milk from Shouyou’s body, licking him clean before moving up to mouth directly at his nipples once more. He rolls and flicks the hardened buds with his tongue, matching the movement with how he’s playing with Shouyou’s cunt right now.
“Alpha… mm, milk me!” Shouyou sighs blissfully, rocking his pelvis into Tobio’s hand.
Tobio sucks roughly at his breasts, gulping down all the ambrosia that Shouyou’s making just for him.
The omega pleads at the sensation, “Tobio, baby, hah! M-more… gimme more-!”
His husband grinds his palm against his writhing hot pussy until Shouyou climaxes, babbling Tobio’s name as he comes in his underwear.
Tobio releases Shouyou’s tit with a wet pop and hurriedly tugs off the omega’s ruined panties. He’s met without resistance from his husband, who’s still shaky and trembling from his orgasm.
The alpha’s breathing is labored as he scoops at the slick and cum oozing from his husband’s cunt, using it to lubricate his thick, eager cock with a mixture of pre-cum and his husband’s wetness.
The lewd sight of Tobio looming over him, working his gorgeous dick in his hand with their combined essences makes Shouyou’s pussy drip even more on instinct, easing the slide when Tobio finally pushes in.
Shouyou’s eyes flutter as he feels his husband stretch him full. Tobio’s holding his thighs wide apart, pressing his boneless body into the mattress as he bottoms out. “Oh god, Tobi! Yes!”
Tobio’s rut-addled brain takes over. He forgoes any prior restraint and lets his alpha guide him as he grunts, fucking hard and fast into his husband with shallow, teasing thrusts. The omega’s breasts bounce in tandem, leaking spurts of milk with each rough movement.
Tobio clicks his tongue, fully indulging in the view of Shouyou moaning and all wet and creamy under him.
“All that wasted milk,” the alpha tuts, squeezing at his mate’s breasts to release even more liquid. “I’ll have to fill you up with more, hm?”
“T-too much, Tobio,” Shouyou sobs, overstimulated as his husband keeps pounding into him while manhandling his chest. He feels like he’s going to burst of pleasure. “Mm, ahh!”
“Take it,” Tobio growls, his fangs glinting. “You can.”
Under the influence of his rut, Tobio’s strokes are even more powerful than usual. His rhythm doesn’t falter even as his knot starts to inflate, catching against the rim of Shouyou’s gaping pussy each time. Each thrust is punctuated with whimpers from the omega, who feels himself becoming lost in the daze of his own heat.
“Alpha,” Shouyou gasps, high on the feeling of their bond. “It’s so good…”
Tobio groans. His eyes are unfocused, and all of his senses are inundated by Shouyou, Shouyou, Shouyou. His alpha wants nothing more than to fill his husband’s womb and make his lovely omega pregnant again.
Shouyou cries out as Tobio’s hips stutter and he comes deep inside him, his pussy greedily clenching around the fat knot.
Tobio leans down to kiss his husband’s bond mark as they both catch their breath. “Look how well you take me,” he murmurs, gently pressing against the subtle bulge of the omega’s abdomen. Shouyou shudders at the sensitivity, but doesn’t shy away. The alpha swears he can feel his cock being squeezed of every drop of cum by Shouyou’s tight, velvety insides.
“You take such good care of me, Shou,” he says, planting a kiss on Shouyou’s forehead too.
“That’s why you looooove me,” Shouyou giggles, pinching Tobio’s nose.
“Yeah,” Tobio responds, batting Shouyou’s grabby hand away so they can kiss. “I do.”
They’re both sweaty and messy with each other’s bodily fluids, but they wouldn’t have it any other way than this: embraced tightly in their cocoon of love as they collectively come down from their highs, waiting for the inevitable moment where they succumb to the urge to mate with each other again, again, and again.