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In just a few weeks Yoshiki will graduate high school, and then another few weeks after that, he will be moving to Tokyo to attend university. His mother was very proud of him when he got accepted for an entomology degree at the Tokyo University of Agriculture as it also meant he could potentially travel across Japan researching biodiverse areas, such as his own hometown. His father was not as excited, but nonetheless proud of his son for managing such an achievement. In some way their work might bring them together, Yoshiki thought, as he could advise his father in the future what trees and areas would be safest to cut down without bringing damage to large ecosystems. Kaoru however was quite unhappy to find out that this meant Yoshiki would be gone months at a time. He tried his best to console her, that she could visit him regularly with their mum, or that he’ll try to get the train on long weekends, but that did little to improve her mood. Only once he had assuredly promised that he would video call a minimum of once a week, and buy her acrylic stands and plushies from her favourite anime, was she finally able to calm down. Yoshiki also promised to send her photos of all the bugs he’d study, but Kaoru was less excited about that, and politely declined. Later she did ask to see photos of butterflies, and Yoshiki agreed.
Hikaru’s eighteenth birthday had just passed, which meant he was finally able to visit the new karaoke bar with the rest of the friend group, and then in just a few weeks time, Yoshiki would be nineteen. Then right after his birthday, it would be time for the celebration. They’d all graduate on time together, receive their high school diplomas, and enter the world of work or higher education.
It would be no surprise to know that Yoshiki was stressed, unbelievably stressed.
For the last few days he noticed his stomach problems acting up more than usual, and his sleeping pattern was greatly disrupted once more. Him and Hikaru had gotten together in the last few months. Their relationship was not traditional by any means, but it worked for them, and it made Yoshiki happy. As Hikaru was still learning to be human, and an omega, Yoshiki made sure to supply him with the resources he needed to learn what was necessary. Of course, Hikaru constantly made mistakes, but Yoshiki guided him as best he could. But he wasn’t that great at being an omega either.
The symptoms were similar to how he would feel in pre-heat, but as his scent did not change and he was still taking suppressants, he dismissed this possibility. He dismissed it until one particularly gloomy morning.
Yoshiki woke up one morning desperately clutching his stomach, with what he thought were stomach pains that seemed to be reverberating throughout his entire body. He had pushed off the bed covers during the night, but sweat still clung to his skin and soaked the clothes that he was wearing. Yoshiki’s head hurt and his vision was blurred, so it took him a moment to realise that the pill case on his bedside table had last weeks slot still full.
He rubbed his eyes with one hand, as he fumbled alongside the beside table looking for his stomach medicine. After a few misses, he finally grabbed the almost empty packet and swallowed the tablet with the leftover glass of water from last night. His eyes having finally adjusted to the morning sun, he looked over his stomach medicine to see how much was left.
Yoshiki’s eyes shot open in horror. The pill case was still full, he had never taken his weekly dose of suppressants. Before he could voice his complaints, another sharp cramp shot through his lower abdomen. Tear welled in his eyes as he laid back down and curled into a ball. ‘Of course my heat has to be the worst its ever been when I forget my suppressants one time!’ Yoshiki thought to himself.
“No wonder the glass was so full…” Yoshiki mumbled to himself as he winced in pain. He felt months of missed heats culminate into one. The pain that was usually mild and manageable was now so painful that he could barely move his body.
Yoshiki’s heats had never been ‘normal’. His stereotypical omega characteristics often failed to show, yet now he had found that his mind was flooded with thoughts of being filled, presenting, or getting bred.
His entire body felt uncomfortably hot and yet he craved the feeling of another person with him. His pheromones were going haywire, releasing his scent into the room, so much so that it quickly grew stuffy. The scent in his room and his bedding all felt wrong though, but he did not have the strength to move to his nest, or do anything at all. Yoshiki shifted his thighs and could feel the slick pooling under him, a slow trail oozing out of his pussy and his small cock was already hard and aching. His heats had always been relatively relaxed in the past, only needing to drink lots of water and rest in his nest, yet now he ached for the smell and touch of another person. Someone so they could soothe his frenzied state of mind.
His length desperately strained against his thin white panties and every time it twitched Yoshiki would quietly moan into his hand. A small wet spot formed where his precum was constantly leaking, and had already stained his bed. But the slick coming out of his pussy was another story.
Yoshiki felt weak and helpless, the day before he had been perfectly fine and now his muscles were weak and even blinking caused him pain.
The rest of his underwear remained drenched and sticky, so much so that Yoshiki was shocked that he did not realise it the moment that he woke up. Already, he was clenching around nothing wanting to be filled, wanting the pain to lessen. Using all the strength he could muster, Yoshiki bent further and grabbed the waistband, intending to take his panties off. But the moment he tried to pull his arms lower down, another cramp attacked him.
Yoshiki moaned in pain and whimpered quietly, he needed relief, any relief, and he needed it now. Trying his hardest not to overexert himself, Yoshiki took one hand and slid it down under the waistband. Making sure not to bend his body, he gathered the slick from between his lips and gently covered his cock with it. It was difficult for him to move or grip anything, so all his movements were flimsy and the hold he had on his cock was weak.
Using his own fluids as lube made Yoshiki’s pussy clench again around nothing, and he once more moaned out in pain. Very gently he took his cock in his hand, and gingerly ran his hand up and down his length. His fingers shook, adding extra ghost-like touches against his length. Yoshiki was so sensitive that he instinctively bucked up into his hand, which finally added some friction to his efforts. He winced in pain due to how oversensitive he had become, but did not move his hand away, he patiently waited for the somewhat stinging feeling to pass before his slowly began stroking himself. Sloppily.
The relief was instant. Of course there was not much of it, but being able to finally touch the parts of himself that were aching for attention felt good.
“Mmmph,” Yoshiki moaned, trying his hardest to keep quiet as his mother had not yet left for work.
As his hand worked faster, his mouth gaped open in a silent moan, and short quick pants were the only thing that could be heard alongside the obscene squelching of his own slick against his cock and hand. As he began to wake up properly, a lot of the strength in his hand returned, which allowed him to finally grip his cock properly. Now, his oversensitive cock was burning with pleasure and Yoshiki could feel it in his gut, slowly travelling up into his chest.
Squelch Squelch Squelch “F-f-fuck.”
That was the only word Yoshiki could say as he felt himself coming closer and closer to orgasm, yet when he should have reached his peak, he felt nothing but the constant ache in his body.
His cock twitched and he bucked his hips desperately into his hand hoping for release and yet nothing came. The friction of both his hand and the underwear were almost overstimulating his oversensitive body, and yet the feeling was correct and he could not cum.
Yoshiki stopped moving and angrily took his hand out of his underwear. The straining feeling in his cock had not gone away, it had seemingly gotten worse, and he could feel more slick oozing out of him. Yoshiki had always spent his heats alone, as nothing ever really happened he didn’t even need to take suppressants, rest and recuperation was his medicine. Yet once ‘Hikaru’ arrived, his heats had gone crazy which meant for the last year or more he had been taking weekly suppressants, the cramping and fevers had suddenly overcome his body. Of course when he had forgotten them, it attacked with a vengeance unlike any other.
But Yoshiki would not give up so easily. Now laying on his back on his bed under his blanket, Yoshiki brought one hand to his nipple, and the other once again in his panties. His once dry perfectly white panties, with a cute ribbon in the middle, were now officially drenched and beyond repair. The old Hikaru had once made him spend 500yen on a mystery pair of panties from an old gacha in town, but who would have thought that all those years later he’d end up wearing them after he had presented. His regular boxers and briefs were just too rough and thick. Luckily, he now sported a small collection of both comfortable briefs and panties. Not from gacha machines… except for maybe a few extra frilly ones.
His right hand now went lower, his fingers circled and traced his delicate folds. Yoshiki whimpered and tried not to move his legs as he continued to gently tease himself, dipping in and out of his tight entrance, spreading his slick all over. Not only was his cock sensitive, so were his dripping lips which he gently pulled and stroked to stimulate himself. With his other hand he also gently circled one finger around his nipple, that quickly perked up. He chose to gently pull on his nipple either his finger and thumb, like one would milk a cow, which sent shivers down his spine. Turns out he was sensitive everywhere, wherever he touched and squeezed he would feel a small burst of pleasure in his cock. He continued to tease and stroke himself until he felt his pussy relax enough and stop clenching on nothing.
Slowly, he inserted one finger into his opening. The heat that surrounded it was instant, and straight away he could feel his own slick and velvety walls clenching down on him after having just relaxed his body. Yoshiki loudly exhaled a breath he didn’t know he was holding and continued to push deeper. He could feel his muscles contracting around him and he knew what was missing, Yoshiki needed to be filled if he wanted to orgasm. If he wanted the aching feeling throughout his body to subside, his pussy had to be filled, stuffed, whether that was with his hand or any other thing he could not have his hole empty.
Yoshiki felt dirty having these thoughts, more slick gushed out from around the finger that was already inside of him, making the passage even more slippery and inviting. Yoshiki blushed but did not waste any more time, he shoved his finger inside of himself up the the second knuckle and quickly began pumping.
His hand was moving so quickly that slick continued to gush out more and more and his bedsheets, like his panties, were now ruined beyond repair also. He was going to have to do quite a lot of shopping before he left for university.
His moans were audible now, with no free hand to muffle himself, quiet little whimpers accompanied the sound of his hand slapping against his swollen sensitive pussy making a wet smack every time Yoshiki bottomed out. The squelching had only gotten louder and more constant, but he still hoped no one had noticed. Fortunately for Yoshiki, everyone had left the house before he started fingering himself, he simply had not realised.
Yoshiki continued to finger himself and pull on his nipple, but once again as he felt himself reach his peak, he could not get over the final hurdle. His pace was now erratic and uneven, he was growing tired after masturbating for almost two hours with no results. His pussy was so red it looked like it had been spanked and the tip of his cock was in a similar condition. Both of his nipples were swollen and puffy too and slightly damp.
Yoshiki now cried from frustration. “Fuck! This isn’t fair!”
He grabbed his medication case and threw it against the wall with all of the strength that he could muster. His suppressants went flying across the room as they collided with the wall. Miserable and tired, Yoshiki finally managed to crawl off of his bed and went to his nest in the corner of his room. Hikaru’s faint scent remained in the one t-shirt he had stolen after his birthday party, and he immediately brought it up to his nose.
Yoshiki’s heart fluttered and he closed his eyes in bliss. Hikaru’s omega scent helped sooth him somewhat and he was able to arrange himself comfortably in his nest. As he was adjusting, he felt a new wet patch, this one was on his own t-shirt that he was wearing.
“Hm? What’s this?”
Yoshiki was sure that he didn’t use his slick covered hand to to tease his nipples, so when he brought his hand to his chest he felt two wet patches on his chest. Yoshiki nervously lifted his shirt, to his great confusion to find milk, beading out from his nipples.
Yoshiki knew that omegas could lactate during their heats, he knew that omegas could even lactate without ever having a heat or falling pregnant. But what Yoshiki also knew was how rare this phenomenon was, and how even more rare it was to happen to a male omega. One with little to no breast tissue in the first place. Yet here he was, lactating, he was truly an unfortunate and unlucky person, Yoshiki thought to himself.
But now as he inspected his body more closely, Yoshiki finally saw that his nipples were twice the usual length, most definitely over one inch and maybe even two! Both were puffy and swollen, with a pale white substance dripping out of them. His areoles had gotten darker and significantly larger, and even his breasts have grown. What were once practically nothing, or triple AAA cups, were now a healthy A cup.
Trying his best to ignore the next cramp that stung sharply in his uterus, Yoshiki cupped his breasts experimentally, and felt a slight weight to them. More milk dribbled out when he put pressure on his breasts so he took his hands away and put his shirt down. The outline of his breasts could now be seen through the shirt, as well as his perky nipples. No longer was his chest entirely flat.
“These better shrink after my heat…” Yoshiki grumbled to himself.
Frustrated and slightly humiliated, Yoshiki recognised that he needed help. He could not spend this heat alone, no matter how hard he wanted too. He knew he should text Hikaru, as he would happy to help with any situation, but as Yoshiki reached for his phone he hesitated.
Hikaru and him were in somewhat of a relationship but it’s hard to define something of that nature when the person you care for most isn’t even human, and does not fully perceive human emotions or relationships. But after almost two years together, they both recognised that there was ‘something’ between them. Whatever that something may be.
Yoshiki did not want to ask for help from Hikaru, a part of him still screamed that this was wrong, that this was dirty, but Yoshiki knew that this time around, he could not satisfy himself on his own. The most they had ever done in the past, apart from mixing, was a horrendous attempt at French kissing, which they never did again. He reluctantly reached for his phone, and opened his most recent chat log with Hikaru.
You are now chatting with: Hikaru ^.^ last seen online 43 minutes ago …
Yoshiki: Hey Hikaru, ya there? 10:04
Hikaru ^.^ is now online …
Hikaru ^.^: What’s up Yoshiki? 10:04
Yoshiki: Are ya busy right now? 10:05
Hikaru ^.^: Nope! 10:05
Yoshiki could not help but smile amongst all the pain that he was feeling. Hikaru must have already gotten ready to reply as he was typing. Despite having decided to ask for help, Yoshiki was still nervous to outright say it. Before he could reply, the aching feeling below resumed, and he could not ignore it.
Yoshiki set his phone aside and grabbed a small pillow and stuffed it between his legs as he laid on his side. Without thinking, he began to slowly hump the pillow, smearing slick and precum all over it. He grabbed Hikaru’s t-shirt again and kept it by his nose. Soft moans could be heard in Yoshiki’s room, alongside Yoshiki’s frantically buzzing phone.
Hikaru ^.^: Hellooooo? 10:07
Yoshiki you there? 10:09
Yoshiki what’s goin’ on, im here 10:10
Are you okay? did somethin happen? 10:10
Yoshiki im here, do ya need somethin? 10:10
Answer dude! Where did ya go 10:11
Yoshiki what’s wrong with ya :( 10:11
I’m gonna come over if ya don’t reply 10:12
Yer gettin’ five minutes to reply or im really coming! 10:12
Im coming Yoshiki! I warned ya! >:) 10:17
The entire text barrage went unseen by Yoshiki as he desperately humped the pillow hoping to find some relief. The extra friction quickly disappeared as the pillow grew wet beneath him, but this only made Yoshiki try harder. He was crying from frustration, he was angry and upset that he could not handle this on his own.
Yoshiki abruptly stood up and threw the wet pillow across the room. Frustrated tears streamed down his face as he slowly sat back down and curled in on himself, crying quietly. He was hungry, angry, and unbelievably horny. If he had known that missing one tablet could have such big repercussions, he’d have picked a different method of suppression. He vowed to move onto daily pills once these ran out.
This was the sight Hikaru saw when he entered Yoshiki’s room.
When Yoshiki had stopped responding Hikaru immediately grew concerned. He knew Yoshiki had been feeling guilty about leaving to go to Tokyo, but nonetheless Hikaru had urged him to accept the university placement.
Hikaru’s half had fused to Yoshiki’s palm, but after a train mishap during a school trip, they learnt that it was safe to be apart. Neither Hikaru’s body, nor Yoshiki’s, felt any physical pain from being a significant distance apart, except perhaps a greater sense of longing.
Knowing this, Hikaru desperately urged Yoshiki not to worry. It wasn’t as though they would stop being friends, or that they would never see one another again. Yoshiki even promised he would live as close to the village as possible, in a nearby city, so that they could easily visit each other by train or car.
Hikaru was just as stressed as Yoshiki was, but even then he was supportive. He did not want to leave the village quite yet, neither did he want to leave his ‘mum’. So he knew he’d have to sort out the family business in such a way so that he could comfortably move away in the future, to be with Yoshiki, and simply visit the village from time to time just as Yoshiki was planning too.
But this relatively near future now felt far far away.
Hikaru had entered Yoshiki’s home quietly, having noticed that none of his family were there. As he made his way up the stairs he heard muffled crying, followed by a quiet thump and more muffled cries. Hikaru had been human for a while now, and he had been an omega for the same amount, so the unmistakable milky scent leaking from Yoshiki’s room was hard to miss.
His usual earthy and cinnamon scent that was usually gentle or subdued was now sharp and ever so sightly sour, and the new addition of milk created a sharp contrast.
Hikaru did not truly understand the secondary genders, but over time he had learnt how to control his own scent to his benefit and Yoshiki’s, and heats were a thing of the past. He could give himself a heat if he wanted too, but he never saw the benefits of feeling weak and horny.
Before he even opened the door, Hikaru knew that Yoshiki was going through heat, and quite the painful one at that. He had read the textbooks had given him after all. Right before he opened the door he remembered that Yoshiki had mentioned his heats were usually a calm affair, until ‘he’ arrived.
Hikaru wanted to help Yoshiki, that’s all he has ever wanted to do, so in an effort to help, he changed his secondary gender to be alpha, and slowly opened the door.
“Yoshiki?... You doin’ okay there?”
Yoshiki barely registered the voice he heard and just turned toward the door mumbling, sniffling and wiping away his tears.
Hikaru stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He could feel how hot the room had become from Yoshiki’s heat and scent, if he were truly human, he’d have gotten dizzy.
“Yoshiki I didn’t here ya, repeat what ya said.”
With great effort, Yoshiki propped himself up on his elbows and sniffed the air, the unusual scent coming from Hikaru was abundantly clear. “You smell weird… It’s different.”
“Yup, I changed myself to be an alpha, to help ya.”
Yoshiki frowned. His crush on the old Hikaru had made him realise he only had feelings for omegas. But Hikaru was no longer human, so perhaps those rules no longer coincided? Maybe Yoshiki would like Hikaru even if he were an alpha?
“But… you’ve always been an omega-”
“I know,” Hikaru said, interrupting Yoshiki and kneeling down next to his nest. “But I could smell and hear ya outside the door and… I dunno how I was supposed to help ya as an omega, the books in the library always said only knots work.”
“I even made the scent less strong! ‘Cause I know ya never liked the strong alpha scents in school… and… and I read online that knots help with painful heats so…”
Hikaru continued to explain his reasoning as to why he turned into an alpha. Yoshiki was planning on scolding him, considering all they have been through and the journey Yoshiki himself is still taking to accept the fact that he only likes omegas. But as he looked into Hikaru’s eyes he felt entranced, Hikaru was only trying to help, and what kind of friend would he be if he immediately dismissed his friends efforts. And a small part of him inside hoped he’d like alpha Hikaru, because maybe then, they could be together the way all the humans in the village were.
Maybe, just this once, Yoshiki would like to be around an alpha?
“Hikaru.”
“Yes, Yoshiki?”
“Yer not… embarrassed? To see me like this?”
Only now did Hikaru notice how wet Yoshiki was all over, and that he was blushing profusely.
Hikaru himself now blushed. “Naw, I'm not embarrassed, ya look… beautiful Yoshiki.”
Yoshiki squealed, surprising both himself and Hikaru. “I- well um… are ya gonna help then or not?” Hikaru smiled and immediately jumped into the nest. Before Yoshiki could say anything, Hikaru’s lips were roughly pressed to his and his panties have already been flung outside of the nest. Before he knew it, he felt Hikaru cock get lined up to his hole. Sure they were both virgins, but right now ‘monster’ instinct was driving Hikaru’s actions.
Yoshiki had a churning feeling in his gut but he did not stop Hikaru. He only nodded to give Hikaru permission to move, and Hikaru plunged in straight to the hilt in one stroke.
Hikaru quickly began thrusting in and out of Yoshiki, his knot already slowly inflating. Hikaru knew Yoshiki had no interest in alphas, but he never found any other information regarding heats. Only alphas could help omegas, that’s what everyone had told him, that what he had learnt, so now he was doing what he thought best. He even quickened the rate that his knot would inflate.
Yoshiki was crying, he knew Hikaru was just trying to help but this all felt wrong. The cock inside of him did not hurt but it also felt too big, too big and too rough. As the knot began to inflate he felt sick in his stomach and his chest grew tight. Yoshiki was pushing against Hikaru’s chest to get him to stop but Hikaru only saw this as an invitation to go faster.
“Hikaru wait!”
Yoshiki never imagined his first time to go like this, so sudden, and so random.
Hikaru was about to knot Yoshiki, he could feel it and he hated every second of it. Right as Hikaru was about to plunge deep inside Yoshiki screamed out, “Stop! Stop it! Get away from me!”
With the strength that only an omega got when feeling threatened he managed to push Hikaru away, and Hikaru’s knot inflated in the open air, and his cum spilled messily over Yoshiki’s floor. Yoshiki was shaking, he hastily covered himself with an extra blanket and stared daggers at Hikaru.
“Yoshiki? What did I do wrong?”
Snot and tears covered Yoshiki’s face. “I can’t do it… I can’t… I can’t be with an alpha Hikaru… It felt wrong so wrong…”
“I’m sorry Yoshiki… I wanted to help.”
“I know Hikaru, I know.” Yoshiki sighed and wiped his face with his hand, only creating a bigger mess. “Its my own fault ya thought this would help, I never showed ya anythin’ other than what alphas and omegas are like together. And the way I showed ya was… through a very outdated textbook… must have been one from the 90s or somethin’.”
Hikaru wanted to interject but Yoshiki kept going.
“I thought maybe if I let ya help me as an alpha, my instincts would finally kick in and then I’d like alphas finally… then I’d finally be normal.” Yoshiki paused. “You thought somethin’ similar right?”
Hikaru nodded.
“But I guess no matter what… I won’t be normal Hikaru.”
“I’m sorry Yoshiki-”
“No! Don’t be sorry Hikaru… yer still learnin’ to be human, but you don’t gotta follow all the rules ya know… and we should have talked about it before jumping straight in.”
Hikaru titled his head and thought for a moment. “Then lets talk.” Hikaru changed his secondary gender back to be an omega again and zipped himself up.
“Lemme get you some new… underwear.”
“Don’t bother, it’ll just get wet again.”
“Ah,” Hikaru exclaimed embarrassed. “We really jumped straight into it huh?”
“Yeah, we did.”
Yoshiki laughed. “Ya acted like that one alpha in that manga we found in the library… Wait, don’t tell me you turned into an alpha cause ya really thought that would help the heat?”
“I didn’t know! Can omegas really help other omegas with heats?”
Yoshiki looked down embarrassed. “Well um… I don’t actually know, but I guess my disinterest of alphas is both mental and physical so um…”
“So we can try as omegas?” Hikaru finished the sentence for Yoshiki.
“Yeah… as omegas.”
“Ya always tell me I don’t gotta act human, so you don’t gotta act normal.”
This made Yoshiki smile slightly. “Yer right Hikaru… so… please help me.”
“Okay!” Hikaru immediately began to unzip himself again.
“No no no no! Heats are more than sex remember! The other science book I told ya to read? The one that’s more technical and a little less outdated?”
Hikaru took his hands away from his trousers and sheepishly looked away.
Yoshiki frowned. “You never read that one… did you?”
“In my defence we just jumped straight into having sex so…”
Yoshiki rolled his eyes. “Yeah yeah whatever.”
He sighed before saying, “I’m hungry, my nest feels wrong, I’m also thirsty, and just everything ‘hurts’.”
“Hmmm, okay, so first I get you food and drink, then we fix yer nest, and ‘then’ we have… sex.”
This time it was Yoshiki’s turn to sheepishly turn away. “You don’t gotta say it so bluntly.”
“But my cock was just inside of-”
“Shut up! Go make me food!” Hikaru saluted and ran out of the room.
Yoshiki sighed again and settled deeper into his nest. Once Hikaru changed back to be an omega, Yoshiki nerves had immediately calmed down. The pain in his uterus had even settled somewhat. He felt like an idiot for accepting Hikaru’s help as an ‘alpha’, but then again, he assumed the dizziness he was feeling was affecting his judgement.
Hikaru was right, he does not have to act normal. They both acted rashly now in an effort to be normal, to act in the way that was expected of them. But that only caused pain and confusion. Now at least, Yoshiki would say what he needed, and Hikaru would listen and help. Perhaps Hikaru is not immune to the effects of secondary gender as much as he thought?
As Yoshiki pondered this, Hikaru returned with a glass of water and a plate of cut up fruit.
“Thanks Hika-” Fruit was promptly stuffed into his mouth, but Yoshiki did not have the energy to argue. It was perhaps ironic after their entire conversation essentially being about communication, here they were not communicating. But perhaps Hikaru simply knew what Yoshiki needed, even if it was somewhat misguided.
Hikaru slowly fed Yoshiki each piece of fruit individually, not letting him use his own hands at all. Any time some juice would dribble past his lips, Hikaru would promptly lean down to lick it up. Yoshiki felt himself get harder every time Hikaru did this, and he seemed to be able to produce a never-ending supply of slick.
Yoshiki was burning and sensitive all over, so when Hikaru gently held his chin up to get him to drink water, a quiet moan escaped his lips each time. He saw Hikaru blush profusely, but not once did he get overly distracted.
“There. All fed! Now lemme throw these in the wash.”
Yoshiki mumbled sleepily, “Good boy.”
If Hikaru had had a tail, it would have started wagging.
Finally fed and hydrated, Yoshiki watched Hikaru scamper around as he collected all the dirty laundry. Seeing the massive wet stain on his bedsheets made Yoshiki feel mortified, but Hikaru quickly collected it and went to set the laundry.
Before he left, Yoshiki quickly asked, “Does it feel weird to change yer secondary gender?”
Hikaru titled his head, “Naw, I definitely feel somethin’ changin’ but it don’t feel any different to me.”
Before Yoshiki could ask him some more questions, Hikaru finally trotted off to do the laundry.
Yoshiki, finally feeling more comfortable, settled into his nest and swore to himself that he was only resting his eyes for just a moment. In the laundry room, Hikaru was going insane.
Yoshiki’s slick and his scent was everywhere, he could feel it all around and inside of himself. Yoshiki’s scent reminded him of his soul, which only made Hikaru even more desperate. The half of him that was in Yoshiki’s hand did tell him how Yoshiki felt to some degree. And right now, all Hikaru could feel was an aching desire. A desire to be held and cared for.
Hikaru said he’d set the laundry and would be right back, that he would not take long and would finally assist Yoshiki with his heat. But here he was, clutching Yoshiki’s dirty underwear, not putting it into the washing machine.
He brought the inside of the panties to his face and inhaled deeply. He could smell the earth around him, cinnamon pastries in the air, and now with a creamy luscious milky glaze overtop it all. Hikaru moaned.
“Yer so dirty Yoshiki… so dirty,” he whispered to himself as he pressed the still wet panties to his face. Hikaru did not know what came over him, but he suddenly felt this primal urge to care for his friend, his friend who smelled irresistible.
Hikaru could no longer resist, he began licking and sucking on the underwear like a starving man. Hikaru’s omega cock had once more grown hard and was straining painfully against his trousers. His own body was now producing slick, dirtying his own boxers but he happily ignored it.
As he continued to lick, more of the slick disappeared until the panties were damp from Hikaru’s saliva alone. In a desperate effort to taste more of Yoshiki, he began to suck on the panties, sucking out both Yoshiki’s slick and his own saliva.
Too soon, Hikaru felt, it was all over. The underwear were still wet, but no longer did they hold Yoshiki’s scent or slick. Hikaru needed more, he had to have more. He finally set the load of laundry and went back to Yoshiki’s room, practically running.
He slammed Yoshiki’s door open, startling him awake. He had dozed off as he waiting for Hikaru to return.
“Mmm Hikaru? What’s goin’ on?” Yoshiki managed to prop himself up and open one eye right as Hikaru dived into his nest.
“Ah! Hikaru! What are ya doing!?” Hikaru pressed his nose to Yoshiki’s scent gland and began to lick and suck directly on it. Yoshiki clutched Hikaru’s shirt and bit his shoulder in an effort to muffle his shameless moaning.
“I’m sorry Yoshiki, I’m sorry…” Hikaru managed to say between licks. “I just needed yer scent so much Yoshiki… I’ll stop soon I promise.”
Yoshiki whimpered but nodded in a silent agreement. Hikaru had better stop soon, or Yoshiki might really have considered kicking him out of the nest.
A large bruise had formed on Yoshiki’s scent gland and he could feel an orgasm building in his gut. He had never came before without direct stimulation but even the feeling of his blanket covering his cock was enough to drive him insane in that moment. Hikaru sucked on his neck, using his teeth to nip at the sensitive skin and dip his tongue into the scent glands. Yoshiki shivered beneath Hikaru, biting his own lip till it bled as he tried to refrain from making noise.
Hikaru had begun alternating between the glands on his wrist, then back to his neck. Slowly but surely, big purple and blue bruises appeared all over Yoshiki’s wrists and forearms, looking right at home next to his scar. Yoshiki had little time to appreciate how beautiful it looked before Hikaru began to suck hard on neck again. At the same time, Hikaru held Yoshiki’s wrists and pressed on the glands with his thumbs to stimulate them.
Yoshiki could no longer stifle his moans, he wailed openly and mumbled incoherently.
“H-Hikaru…”
But Hikaru ignored him, stimulating him further. Yoshiki moaned even louder and bucked his hips into the air, desperately looking for some additional friction, but as Hikaru was to his side, none came.
“Please Hikaru… I need more… Bite me.” Yoshiki needed to orgasm, he hadn’t been able to for so long and now he was almost there. He just needed a final push.
Hikaru followed his instructions instantly. He bit hard on Yoshiki’s scent gland, all four fangs protruding and piercing deep into Yoshiki’s neck. Had Hikaru still been an alpha, he would have had the largest mating mark known to man, but even omegas had fangs, though they were significantly smaller.
Yoshiki arched his back and screamed out in ecstasy. His orgasm was powerful and instant, and it left his body weak and pliant. Yoshiki looked up at Hikaru with bleary eyes, and saw his own blood dripping out of Hikaru’s mouth.
Yoshiki gently patted Hikaru’s head as he leaned back down to lick up and swallow all the blood. Now overstimulated, Yoshiki whimpered and clutched at Hikaru’s hair, accidentally pressing him harder against his own body.
He could feel his own cum against the blanket, however his cock had not softened at all, and he knew that soon the aching feeling would come back.
“Hikaru… are ya done?”
Hikaru gave one final broad lick and looked at Yoshiki. “All done, yer so bruised now.” Hikaru blushed as he gazed lovingly at the bruises he gave him.
Yoshiki smiled. “Does it match the scar?” Hikaru nodded. “Then its perfect.”
“Its a shame the mark won’t stay…”
Yoshiki shook his head. “No, its better like this… it means you can do it again and again… ya do like bitin’ a whole lot” Yoshiki felt embarrassed to have said this, but Hikaru’s eyes lit up from joy.
Yoshiki’s saw Hikaru’s eye had begun to leak, and he gingerly ran his fingers through the goop. Hikaru did not pull away and and pressed closer to Yoshiki, so that they were now cuddling in the nest together. Hikaru held Yoshiki tight in his arms.
“The nest feels better now, with yer scent.”
Hikaru nuzzled Yoshiki’s nose. “I can smell that ya made a mess Yoshiki… down there.”
“Oh but ya didn’t hear?” Yoshiki cheekily replied.
“Of course I did! And I wanna hear it again.” Hikaru removed the blanket from Yoshiki’s body and finally took in the sight that has been before him this whole time.
His cock and pussy was glistening, and as Hikaru eyed Yoshiki’s cock, it twitched, precum slowly dribbling from the top, adding to the mess around it. And above, Yoshiki’s chest was swollen, and his nipples protruding through the damp cloth.
“We should take off yer shirt Yoshiki.” Hikaru took off his own and then went to help Yoshiki with his. Hikaru could feel slick gush out of his pussy as he stared at Yoshiki’s perfectly perky tits. Milk was now freely dribbling down his stomach and pooling in his bellybutton.
“Can I… help you with those?”
Yoshiki blushed. “Scent me more first, it’ll make the milk flow out faster I think.”
“Oh?” Hikaru tilted his head, surprised.
“I just think so… yer scent has already relaxed me a lot.”
Hikaru’s scent is different from the old one’s. It’s fresh, with a slight hint of citrus within it, but there was also something foreign in the scent that Yoshiki could not quiet identify. It smelled cold and sharp, but it paired perfectly with the earthiness of his own scent, which was why he enjoyed it so much.
Yoshiki gently guided Hikaru’s wrist, showing him how to intentionally scent him, before guiding his hands to his breasts.
“Ready?”
“Y-yeah.”
But Yoshiki was not truly ready. When Hikaru squeezed his breast, squirting more milk out, Yoshiki spread his legs further in act of submission. Every new touch made by Hikaru sent his mind racing and his pheromones into a frenzy.
He watched as Hikaru placed gently kisses to Yoshiki’s stomach, making eye contact with him as he drank the milk that had pooled in Yoshiki’s bellybutton and licked a trail up to his left nipple. Hikaru licked his lips. “Delicious,” and sucked the entire nipple into his mouth, hallowing his cheeks to create a strong and aggressive suction.
Not ready for the sudden friction, Yoshiki moaned and wrapped his legs around Hikaru’s waist, pulling him closer. The feeling was addicting, Yoshiki watched as Hikaru’s eyes glazed over as he drank his milk. Hikaru circled the nipple with his tongue as he sucked, sending shivers down Yoshiki’s spine. Yoshiki pushed Hikaru’s head closer against his chest, encouraging him to do more.
Hikaru teasingly pulled away, grabbing the nipple between his teeth and finally letting go with a wet pop.
“Ahhh Hikaru that hurts!” But rather than push him away, he guided him to the right nipple that had been neglected the entire time. Hikaru went right back to work, doing the same with this nipple as he did with the other, and decided to pull and twist the left nipple between his fingers as he sucked on the right one.
Only a little bit of milk dripped out as he did this, but it caused Yoshiki to writhe underneath him, panting and whimpering but never telling Hikaru to be more gentle or to stop. After much longer than he needed too, Hikaru let go of the right nipple, and placed a chaste kiss to both before massaging the Yoshiki’s breasts between his hands to help relieve more tension.
Yoshiki loosened his hold around Hikaru’s waist as he asked, “Where did ya learn all that?”
“I dunno… I guess I can just feel what ya need. Also the library in town has a lot of weird old romance books.”
Yoshiki laughed. “Ah yeah the ones from the 80s. I should have never taught ya how to check out books.”
Hikaru stuck his tongue out. “Too late,” he said as he grinned and gave Yoshiki a quick forehead kiss.
“And the mixing also helps, lets me understand your emotions. But it ain’t perfect.”
They remained like that in silence for a while, Hikaru massaging Yoshiki as he laid there and relaxed. But the need to cum again was becoming unbearable. But before he even said anything, Hikaru let go of Yoshiki’s tits and slid his hands down to Yoshiki plump and soft hips. They widened slightly because of the sudden heat, which only gave Hikaru more to grab.
“I’ll help down here now, yeah?”
Yoshiki nodded, “Yes please, oh please.”
Hikaru began by spreading Yoshiki’s lips open with his thumbs. Yoshiki’s cock was now twitching and Hikaru could see his hole, opening and closing, aching to be filled.
“Yer so hungry down there Yoshiki, don’t worry, I’ll feed ya.” Yoshiki felt Hikaru’s tongue plunge deep inside of him, Hikaru used his true self to go even deeper, brushing lightly against the cervix. Yoshiki arched his back and wrapped his legs around Hikaru’s head, pushing him deeper.
“Ah fuck Hikaru… feels so good.”
Hikaru was tongue fucking Yoshiki keeping his pussy spread wide open. Every so often he would stop to lick the lips clean, pulling on them slightly to tease Yoshiki, but the entire time he ignored his cock.
Yoshiki reached down to help himself get off, but Hikaru gently guided his hand away, not stopping what he was doing. Feeling more obedient than usual, Yoshiki did not try to reach down again and instead bucked his hips and whimpered, begging for Hikaru to touch his cock.
“Come on Hikaru… please touch it please! Why are ya ignorin’ it?”
But Hikaru was undeterred, he licked and sucked until Yoshiki’s moans turned into desperate whimpers and pleading. Finally, Hikaru slowly pulled his tongue out of Yoshiki’s hole and licked slowly up to the tip that was smothered in cum from his previous orgasm. Hikaru teased the slit, flicking his tongue back and forth till Yoshiki’s toes curled. It took all of his effort to keep still and to not try to shove his cock into Hikaru’s open mouth.
“Please Hikaru… please…”
“Only because ya asked so nicely.”
Hikaru went down and took Yoshiki’s entire length into his mouth. Omega cocks were naturally smaller, so Yoshiki’s length did not cause Hikaru to choke. Not like he even needed to breath in the first place.
For the most part, Hikaru did not know what he was doing. Yes he had a special supernatural connection to Yoshiki but for the most part he was sucking and licking whatever tasted good and looked wet. So far it had been working perfectly, so Hikaru was quite proud of himself.
Hikaru’s mouth was wet, but cool. His tongue pressed against the underside of Yoshiki’s cock and slid slowly up and down, tracing the veins. Hikaru used his tongue to roll the foreskin down, and began his assault on Yoshiki’s sensitive and glistening tip. His urethra was slightly gaped and swollen, from the previous stimulation and constant humping. Hikaru swirled his tongue around the head and flicked the underside. Yoshiki felt as Hikaru grabbed his hips and held him down hard, to stop him from bucking from the constant stimulation.
“Hikaruuuuu… I need more…”
Hikaru kissed the tip. “You got it.”
Hikaru’s insides suddenly slid down Yoshiki’s urethra, stretching it further and trapping the building orgasm in his gut. Yoshiki felt as Hikaru curled and stretched inside of his body, seemingly collecting the remaining semen in his passage. At the same time, Hikaru slowly slid his entire mouth over Yoshiki’s cock, so that his pubic hair was tickling his nose.
Hikaru set a punishing pace, sliding up and down Yoshiki’s cock but keeping his goop inside of his urethra, stopping him from orgasming too soon another time. Yoshiki’s mouth gaped open, whimpers and whines escaped, and Yoshiki could do nothing but take the assault.
“Please Hikaru please… I need to cum, I gotta cum! Please Hikaru!” Yoshiki begged between his moaning, his toes curled and tears pooled in his eyes. But Hikaru did not stop, he only added to the burning pleasure by easily inserting more of his goop inside of Yoshiki’s pussy, about the size of three fingers. Due to the nature of the substance, Yoshiki’s g-spot was constantly stimulated, causing him to finally cry from the overwhelming pleasure.
Suddenly, Hikaru popped off of Yoshiki’s cock, but continued to sound him with his insides.
“Milk yerself Yoshiki…”
“I- wha- what?”
Hikaru blushed. “If ya milk yerself, I’ll let ya cum…”
Yoshiki could barely respond, he squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to get control of his breathing and more tears flowed down his cheeks.
“Yer mean Hikaru…”
Hikaru titled his head to the size, and placed a teasing kiss just above his bellybutton. “Just say it and I’ll stop bein’ mean.”
Yoshiki stuck his lip out to pout, but Hikaru’s inside travelled even deeper down his cock, causing an intense pang of pleasure to run through his body.
“Ahh fuck! Just hurry up Hikaru!”
Hikaru grinned and immediately wrapped his mouth around Yoshiki’s cock again. Yoshiki’s arms were shaking, but he slowly brought his hands to his nipples and gave them a gentle tug, much to his surprise, some milk dribbled out. Yoshiki knew that the moment Hikaru took his goop out from his cock, he’d orgasm, so he began to tug and pull at his nipples, the milk dribbling down the sides of his chest, getting wasted.
After a few minutes Yoshiki nipples were once again puffy and swollen but the milk flowed steadily. Finally satisfied, Hikaru took his insides out of Yoshiki’s cock but continued to fuck his pussy and suck his cock.
“Ahhh!” Yoshiki came loudly, almost screaming. In the heat of the moment he had accidentally squeezed his nipples hard, spraying milk across his entire nest and even Hikaru’s back. Hikaru fucked him through the orgasm, holding him down until he felt the fight leave Yoshiki’s body and only then did he let go.
He crawled up to Yoshiki’s face, just to cradle his cheek and show him the cum in his mouth.
“Gross,” Yoshiki whispered, as Hikaru swallowed with a happy grin. He rubbed Yoshiki’s cheek with his thumb, as the same motion has soothed him many times in the past, and Yoshiki happily nuzzled into it.
Yoshiki had begun to purr quietly, finally feeling content in this difficult heat.
“I think that’s enough Hikaru, I don’t think I can take anymore.”
Hikaru looked down and raised his eyebrow. “I don’t think so Yoshiki, yer getting hard again.”
“What. Yer lyin’"
“Nuh uh, look down yerself.”
Hikaru helped Yoshiki prop his head up and much to his dismay, he was hard. Very hard.
“But… but… this ain’t fair!” Yoshiki began to cry but Hikaru licked away his tears, purring himself trying to soothe Yoshiki’s nerves.
“I can keep helping ya, it’s no problem for me ya know that.”
“Are ya sure Hikaru?”
“I’m sure,” Hikaru affirmed, nodding his head. “Besides, if yer still hard then it’ll just start hurtin’ again like it did before I came.”
Yoshiki sighed. “Yeah… surely it’ll go soft soon… right?”
“Hopefully.”
Hikaru helped Yoshiki drink some more water, and wipe down some of the nest before he stood up and finally took off his own trousers.
“I- Hikaru I dunno if that’s a good idea.” Yoshiki was nervous. Of course Hikaru, had switched to presenting as an omega but he thought maybe all intercourse, excepting the goop, was just unpleasant for him.
“Don’t worry Yoshiki, I’ve got another idea.”
“And where did this magical idea come from?”
“Just now, in my head.”
“I’m concerned.”
“Nuh uh! You don’t gotta be it’ll be great!”
Hikaru swiftly took off his underwear and his cock sprung free. It was hard and leaking, just like Yoshiki’s own, and he saw slick trailing down Hikaru’s thighs. Yoshiki couldn’t help but blush and feel somewhat embarrassed.
Hikaru slid between Yoshiki’s legs and pulled him up slightly so that his back was on the floor of nest. All of a sudden, Yoshiki felt Hikaru’s pussy pressing against his own and Hikaru’s hand wrapped around both of their cocks. They were almost the same exact size, despite their height differences and Yoshiki being naturally broader.
“Wait Hikaru, I wanna help too.”
Yoshiki reached down and wrapped his hand around Hikaru’s, but Hikaru slid his hand out, so that Yoshiki was holding their cocks on his own, before he wrapped his hand around Yoshiki’s.
“Yer tired, it’ll be better like this. I don’t get tired easily, ‘member?”
Yoshiki nodded and took a deep breath. His slit was gaping compared to Hikaru’s, definitely stretched an extra centimetre or more. Hikaru’s precum dribbled out easily in a thin line, but Yoshiki’s now pooled around the top, struggling to come out.
“I’m ready.” Hikaru began to move their hands together up and down their lengths. Yoshiki could feel how Hikaru’s pussy clenched against his, how his cock twitched and his precum going on his cock.
Compared to everything they had done so far today, this one felt the most dirty.
“Faster… please…” Yoshiki said breathlessly. He saw Hikaru’s precum dribbling into his own cock, causing him to make short high pitched moans.
Hikaru did as Yoshiki wished, and moved their hands faster. The squelching noises of their slick covered cocks being rubbed together was loud and even. Hikaru even began to rock his hips gently, adding more friction to their slippery cocks.
Yoshiki bucked his hips too, but he struggled to keep in rhythm and instead arched his back and just squeezed their lengths tighter. His orgasm was building much faster this time, and he only just realised now that his throat was sore from all the moaning that he was doing.
“Yer so soft Yoshiki… you feel so good. The faces yer makin’ are so good, and I only I get to see them. I’m so lucky Yoshiki, yer mine. Only mine.”
Yoshiki couldn’t take it anymore, he was about to cum but he was trying his hardest to hold back, to hold off just a little longer until…
“I love ya Yoshiki.”
He came, his cum squirting over himself and Hikaru’s torso, and slick gushed out, making a mess of both their legs. Yoshiki’s legs shook and Hikaru’s stroked him through the orgasm. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he felt as though he would pass out. Luckily he held out, and finally his breathing settled.
“Surely that’s enough… surely…” Hikaru was wiping them both down with a damp towel, and nuzzled Yoshiki’s neck as he laughed.
“Yoshiki… yer still hard.”
Yoshiki didn’t want to look down, he was so angry he was already crying once more.
“Heats suck, so much.”
Hikaru giggled. “They sure do.” He kissed Yoshiki’s scent glans and rescented him and the nest, like Yoshiki had shown him earlier.
“Maybe one last time and you’ll go soft?” Hikaru said hesitantly. He knew by this point Yoshiki was exhausted, but if he remained unsatisfied he would be unable to rest properly and then the heat would take a hard toll on his body. That’s what the book he had read said at least.
“You’ve gotta cum in me Hikaru.”
“Hmmm!?”
“I think I need extra pheromones or somethin’ ‘cause this feels like a lot.”
“But we’re both omegas? Won’t that make no difference.”
Yoshiki frowned slightly. “Maybe… but before ya got here I couldn’t cum at all, and when ya were an alpha ya smelled funny. So what else do we have left to try.”
Hikaru shrugged. “I’ll do all the work!”
“Thanks, Hikaru.”
“Can I kiss you Yoshiki?”
“Yes.”
What Yoshiki was not expecting was that when Hikaru said kiss, he meant with his insides slightly pushing and twisting around Yoshiki’s mouth, but avoiding his throat. Yoshiki was pleasantly surprised though, as when they had tried to kiss the ‘human’ way in the past it had always failed spectacularly, turns out Hikaru wasn’t good at all aspects of human life.
They kissed slowly, and Hikaru settled himself between Yoshiki’s legs. He put his insides back inside of himself and put the tip of his cock against Yoshiki’s pussy.
It was weird, earlier today he had rushed to be inside of Yoshiki, in an effort to help him, yet now he hesitated, teasing Yoshiki’s entrance. He held his cock as he swiped it across Yoshiki’s folds, they were soft and wet, and most importantly, puffy and stretched open. Hikaru pulled on both inner lips, stretching them wide so he could peer into Yoshiki’s winking hole.
Yoshiki yelped as Hikaru watched his pussy breath, it opened and closed with an unsteady rhythm and his slick clung and stretched from wall to wall. Hikaru was mesmerised, humans had so many holes, so many weaknesses, and Hikaru wanted to be inside all of them. The wet hot passage that squeezed around him, he wished to feel that again, for longer this time. Hikaru would make Yoshiki feel good, he would make sure that Yoshiki would need him inside of him again.
Hikaru, still spreading Yoshiki wide open, began to slide his dick up and down the entrance of his pussy, and against the underside of his cock. Yoshiki clutched the pillows and blankets that he lay against and whined through his teeth. He knew he would get what he wanted, Hikaru always gave him what he wanted, but right now he was no where near as patient as he usually was. Yoshiki’s vision was bleary, he was tired but his body was still so tense.
What Yoshiki didn’t know, was that Hikaru got distracted, watching his pussy wink as well as his gaping slit. It was only until Yoshiki whined particularly loudly that Hikaru remembered the whole reason he was there.
“Hikaruuuuuu.”
“Ah! Sorry Yoshiki! I got it.” Without warning, he immediately pushed deep inside to the hilt, pressing close against Yoshiki’s body. Hikaru wrapped one hand around Yoshiki’s waist and left the other free to tease his cock.
The difference was immediate. The smaller size was much more pleasant for Yoshiki, but it still filled him nicely. He felt his own walls squeezing around Hikaru’s cock, the intrusion was hot and twitched on its own too.
Hikaru grinned. “I got a surprise for ya Yoshiki.”
“Mmm.”
“You’ll feel great.”
Hikaru was right, because as Yoshiki waited for this sudden surprise, he felt something soft and cool enter him beside Hikaru’s cock. He felt as a tendril wrapped around Hikaru, it slide against his walls too and felt like a tentacle had joined. It tickled the entrance to his cervix, tickling him and making him squeeze around Hikaru harder. The contrast of both hot and cold was soothing and unbelievably arousing. Yoshiki felt himself create more slick that struggled to escape with everything that was stuffing him.
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes,” Yoshiki said breathlessly. The extra texture and difference in temperature was making his whole body tingle. The perfect combination. “Now hurry up and fuck me already.”
Hikaru was obedient. He thrusted slow, dragging out each movement, making sure Yoshiki and himself felt every single twitch and shift. Yoshiki raised his chin, exposing his bare neck in an act of submission and pleasure. “Good boy,” he said, making Hikaru’s non-existent dog tail wag.
Slowly he increased the speed, and as he did so he slid his finger over Yoshiki’s slit, squeezing his finger inside slightly to stretch him out a little more. Yoshiki loved every touch, no matter how frustrated he became. Hikaru focused on Yoshiki’s head as he thrusted, and only once he was slamming into him so hard that his whole body shook, did he wrap his whole hand around Yoshiki’s cock to jack him off normally.
Yoshiki grabbed at Hikaru’s hair, encouraging him to bite his scent gland again, which he did. Hikaru bore his teeth into Yoshiki’s neck and did not let go until Yoshiki orgasmed. They stayed locked like this for thirty minutes, the entire time Hikaru was moving hard and fast, his insides sliding around Yoshiki.
Yoshiki was in pain, his cock burned with every touch and tears flowed freely down his cheeks. His moans were raspy and short, barely able to make noise.
“Hikaru… please… come inside, I can’t take it anymore…” And like the good boy that Hikaru was, he came deep inside of Yoshiki, cum directly hitting his cervix. He let go of Yoshiki’s cock and squeezed his nipples, and finally, this was the trigger that let Yoshiki cum.
The cum dribbled slowly out of Yoshiki’s cock as he cried and whimpered. The relief was almost instant, all the tension in his lower body was gone, and he didn’t need to look down to know that his cock had finally grown soft. The rest of his heat would hopefully be the way they had always been in the past. Hikaru cooed and purred, Yoshiki felt dizzy and lightheaded and was barely able to look at Hikaru, but as Hikaru guided his hand to his chest, he could feel the subtle rumbling of his purrs.
“Rest Yoshiki, I’m here.”
Yoshiki responded with a dopey smile and felt his eyes close against his will. He truly was exhausted, and quickly drifted off to sleep with Hikaru still inside of him. As he slept, Hikaru pulled out of Yoshiki and noticed that a small part of his insides had separated and entered Yoshiki’s womb. Unable to coax it out, Hikaru hoped it wouldn’t be a problem, as with the small piece of him he had given to Yoshiki so long ago had fused to his hand. Perhaps that is why the piece refused to obey his command, Hikaru wondered.
He did not wonder for long as he watched his cum slowly spill out of Yoshiki’s pussy. He made sure to lick and clean it up, until no more cum was coming out. He sucked his cock clean too, and thankfully it remained soft. Yoshiki did not move or stir at all, and only quietly purred in his sleep.
Hikaru continued to clean until every single thing that got dirty was finally in the wash, which was a lot of things. But he grabbed replacement pillows and blankets and easily lifted Yoshiki into a new and comfortable position. He made sure to scent everything properly before it entered the nest.
Hikaru used his insides to wrap around Yoshiki’s body, acting like a big heavy cooling blanket and waited for Yoshiki to wake up.
As he slept, Hikaru counted and traced each bruise he gave Yoshiki, and felt a deep satisfaction at having marked him so well. Yoshiki was his, and no other monster could satisfy his needs the way he could.
As Yoshiki slept on into the night, a spring storm began to rage and rain pelted down throughout the village. The wind raged, causing many trees to fall down and block various roads leading into the small village. His family had gotten stuck on the way home, having to stay in an inn until the storm subsided.
Hikaru read the texts coming in and replied on Yoshiki’s behalf. How fortunate they both were that Yoshiki would be able to rest the entire night, not having to hide himself and his true nature.
Yoshiki woke late the next morning. He was still naked and wrapped in a pile of thick blankets. His whole body ached and he couldn’t feel his lower legs. He scanned the room looking for Hikaru, when he finally noticed the rain slamming against his window.
“What’s goin’ on?” Yoshiki propped himself up as he finally noticed Hikaru in the room. He had just walked in with breakfast and more water.
“Big storm, it’s floodin’ real bad. Yer parents got stuck at an inn so they probs won’t be back for a week.”
Yoshiki checked his phone as Hikaru spoke and saw the text conversation he had had with his mum.
“So yer stayin’? For my whole heat?”
“Yup!” Hikaru kneeled next to the nest. “Unless ya don’t want me too?”
“I do. Don’t leave.”
Hikaru nodded. “Okay! Time to eat and then yer takin’ a bath.”
Hikaru was adamant on hand feeding Yoshiki, even holding the glass as he drank water. Any that dribbled past his lips was licked up. Afterwards, Yoshiki took his medication and was promptly lifted out of his nest.
“Hikaru! Put me down I can walk!”
“Nah you can’t, I know yer muscles are weak right now.” Hikaru carried him with ease. Yoshiki often forgot about Hikaru’s inhumane strength, so being carried as though he were just a butterfly on Hikaru’s shoulder was a little unnerving.
Yoshiki held onto Hikaru’s shoulder before finally noticing his new clothes. “Are you… wearing my things?”
“Yeah, my stuff got dirty last night so I threw it in the wash with everything else. It’ll take a while to dry with how humid it is though.”
“But my nest smelled the same as last night, I don’t understand,” Yoshiki responded in confusion.
“You practically passed out last night ya know, and ya slept so hard I was able to move ya around and clean no problem. I made sure to scent everythin’ too.”
Yoshiki’s face went red. Hikaru had taken such care to ensure that everything was organised and ordered so that when Yoshiki woke everything was clean and comfortable for him for the rest of the heat. Yoshiki did not know what to say, so he just buried his face in Hikaru’s shoulder.
Hikaru continued to hold Yoshiki in his arms as he prepared the bath and ensured it was of a suitable temperature. Once ready, he lowered Yoshiki in which elicited an instant sigh of relief.
“The water’s perfect.”
“Good, now yer gonna soak and imma scrub ya clean!” Hikaru said this almost shouting, and seemingly overjoyed. The water helped soothe Yoshiki’s aching muscles and as Hikaru poured water over the mating bite, it stung slightly.
Yoshiki could feel some lingering arousal, but he no longer had an urge or desperate need to satisfy himself. All he craved at the moment was rest, and touch. Fortunately, for the first time in his life he had the time and the ‘person’ to do that with.
Hikaru very slowly washed his body with a cloth, and unscented soap as to not disturb his scent during the heat. He took extra care to avoid Yoshiki’s chest, as he was still lactating. After Hikaru was satisfied that Yoshiki was scrubbed clean, he washed his hair and brushed his teeth for him.
Yoshiki may have choked a few times, and Hikaru’s head might have gotten smacked once or twice, but overall the bath was successful.
Hikaru was about to take Yoshiki out of the bath until he spoke up. “Uh Hikaru… maybe you could um, milk me in the bath? So we don’t make another mess.” Yoshiki prodded at his chest, feeling some buildup.
“Oh! That’s smart, good thinkin’ Yoshiki.” Despite his fast movements, Hikaru very gently pulled on Yoshiki’s nipples, that immediately expressed milk. The amount that came out this morning was significantly less than the day before, and Yoshiki expected that by tomorrow there would be no more milk left.
Hikaru expressed his disappoint, which earned him an aggressive ruffle of his hair.
Hikaru lifted Yoshiki out of the tub, dried him off, and took back to his room.
Hikaru picked out an older pair of pink frilly panties for Yoshiki to wear, much to his horror, but he did not object as Hikaru helped him put them on. Yoshiki also did not object when Hikaru offered to also undress himself, apart from his underwear, so that they could be as close as possible in the next.
“Yer wearin’ my underwear too!?”
“Yeah! I got purple ones on! We’re matchin’, see?”
Yoshiki couldn’t help but laugh. They laid together in the nest, holdin’ one another close and soon Yoshiki fell asleep again, listenin’ to the sound of Hikaru’s purring. Throughout the next few days, Yoshiki’s heat was much more manageable.
He was able to walk the next day but Hikaru continued to feed and bathe him. The extra physical touch and care helped soothe any potential stress he had, or any pain in his gut. Hikaru could smell that Yoshiki’s pheromones had settled considerably, and he had stopped lactating the next day as expected.
Yoshiki had never purred this much, or this louder in his life before. The only other times his purring was loud enough to hear was when he was celebrating his sisters birthday, or taking photographs of the old Hikaru whenever he played football. Fortunately, he was the only member of the photography club, so there was never anyone near him.
Now, he purred loudly, curled up against Hikaru as he played with his hair.
“Heh, yer so loud Yoshiki.”
“Mmhmm.” Yoshiki nuzzled against Hikaru’s chest and scented him again. Hikaru’s cool body was like an ice pack for his own hot one. They were inseparable, spending all their time in the nest. Even as they read manga, or played gacha games on their phones, they were skin to skin each time. The only time they were apart was when Hikaru went to make food for Yoshiki.
When Yoshiki was running particularly hot, Hikaru would wrap around Yoshiki with his true form. He resisted the urge to enter him, and instead made sure to cover him completely except his mouth and nose. Yoshiki felt like he was in a cocoon, it soothed him.
He could not hear anything except the subtle movement of the goop, and the incomprehensible mumbling of Hikaru’s true form. In that moment he was like a pup, still in the safety of his mother’s womb, cool yet warm. He felt his breathing slow. But Yoshiki, due to the influence of the heat, had some his natural mental defences worn down.
He was less ashamed by his nature, and he was unafraid to be greedy or selfish. Which was why he opened his mouth and said, “Let’s mix Hikaru, go inside me.”
And Hikaru did. His true form flooded Yoshiki mouth and nose, even going in through his ears and pressing against his eyes. This time his lower body was entering too, Hikaru’s true form went into his slit, his pussy, and even his extra hole in the back.
Yoshiki was in bliss. After some research he understood that part of the reason he felt so good when they mixed was because his body was releasing chemicals that told him he was dying. But another part of him knew that the reason he felt so good was because he simply adored ‘monsters’.
All his life he had always liked the ‘enemies’, the ‘bad guys’, the characters of inhuman or cruel nature. They provided him a sense of comfort and security amid his unfortunate situation. But now, in his heat and alone with Hikaru in his nest, he was unashamed to like another omega. To be in love with a monster.
An unusual feeling came over Yoshiki once more. The arousal that he had felt near the beginning of his heat had returned, no where near as strong, but it made Yoshiki crave something. He needed to feel more.
They mixed for much too long, Yoshiki was about to pass out before Hikaru finally retracted and cradled Hikaru’s face in his hands. “You okay?”
Yoshiki took a deep breath and felt that Hikaru was still inside of his pussy, but that was all. “I wanna feel full Hikaru… I need you again.”
“Okay, whatever ya need Yoshiki.” Hikaru went to take off the underwear that he had borrowed, but in a random burst of strength, Yoshiki grabbed his wrist. “No, no… I need the real you inside of me… please.”
Yoshiki let go of Hikaru’s face and turned his face away in embarrassment. Despite everything that they have done, he still felt humiliated whenever he asked to mix with Hikaru.
Goop leaked from Hikaru’s eye, he still felt that small part of himself inside of Yoshiki, it was in his womb, refusing to connect back. Hikaru now saw this as an opportunity to dive further into Yoshiki, trying to get that piece out, as well as making him feel good.
“Do ya need to cum?”
Yoshiki shook his head. “I don’t think so, just wanna feel full.”
“Got it.”
Hikaru pulled Yoshiki closer to him so that he was laying down flat on his back and shuffled closer between his legs.
Yoshiki felt Hikaru widen inside of him, stretching him out further, he spread his legs as far as he could but even then he still didn’t feel full enough. That was until he felt something thin prod at his cervix. A very thin strand breached the entrance of his cervix, as it was so thin Yoshiki only felt some discomfort, but no immense pain.
Slowly, he felt Hikaru’s insides fill out his womb until there was no space left, as he looked down he could see a very small bump where his pelvis was. He was shocked to see that already there was a physical difference.
He slowly stroked the small bump, feeling Hikaru’s insides stir inside of him from excitement.
“Wow… I’m so full.”
Hikaru joined Yoshiki in slowly caressing the bump. Both of their cheeks burned.
“I can add more, and it won’t hurt I promise!”
“Are you sure? Won’t it hurt to stretch it that quickly.”
“Naw, cause of how much we mix the inside of yer body is a little stretchier. Did ya not notice?”
Yoshiki rested his hand on the bump and went deep into thought. As he thought back to when Hikaru had fucked him with an alpha cock, it did not hurt at all, it simply felt wrong. And even now with Hikaru’s insides stretching out his vaginal passage, it also did not hurt. He brought his hand down to see how wide Hikaru had truly stretched him, and to his surprise he felt that the goop was significantly larger than the alpha cock from earlier. Yoshiki was excited.
“Fill me as much as you can Hikaru.”
“I- what? But Yohshiki what if I-”
“I’ll tell you if ya hurt me okay? Only go inside my pussy okay?”
“Okay, but you gotta tell me if it hurts okay?”
“I will Hikaru.”
“You gotta promise!”
“I promise Hikaru!”
Hikaru giggled, showing off his snaggletooth. “Alright Yoshiki, deep breath.”
As Yoshiki breathed in, Hikaru pressed against his cervix, stretching it until it could fit a ballpoint pen. Yoshiki was surprised to see that that did not hurt, and that was when Hikaru truly began to fill him up.
Slowly he saw the bump grow bigger, both Hikaru and Yoshiki had left their hands there and they could both feel it swelling. Hikaru stopped to admire the progress.
“Wow.” He stroked Yoshiki’s belly slowly, feeling the taut skin. He dipped his finger in Yoshiki’s bellybutton, noticing that it was almost flat.
“I look 3 months pregnant already,” Yoshiki remarked. His eyes shone, Yoshiki had never felt much of a maternal instinct, but now as he felt his own belly growing bigger, the idea was not entirely out of the question.
“Ya feel good Yoshiki?”
“Yes.……… Can ya do more? Can I fit more?”
“Yeah, you can definitely fit more. A lot more.”
Yoshiki took another deep breath and Hikaru kept going. The skin on his stomach was growing more and more taut and Yoshiki began to feel a pressure building in his gut. His slick oozed out of his pussy slowly, as the more Hikaru filled his womb, the more he stretched him out.
Yoshiki’s cock grew hard and bumped against his stomach. He now looked to be about five months pregnant and couldn’t see his own cock. All he could feel was a wet patch forming on the underside of his stomach.
“Hikaru… I think I might need to cum now.”
Hikaru gently stroked Yoshiki’s small cock between two fingers but let go and leaned over Yoshiki’s frame. His own stomach pressed lightly against Yoshiki’s own bulging one.
“I can help ya once yer full Yoshiki.”
“O-okay.”
Hikaru grinned and leaned back again. He gently pressed and prodded at Yoshiki’s stomach as he continued to fill him. Yoshiki whimpered, the skin on his belly was now very sensitive and his bellybutton was now an outie, and yet his stomach grew. The pleasure and satisfaction he felt was immense.
He was round with Hikaru’s insides. He cradled his belly and felt an instinctual need to protect it, to care for it. Once his belly had reached the size of seven months was when Yoshiki could no longer handle any more.
If Hikaru tried to keep going then the pressure turned into pain. Breathing had begun to be difficult, the mass inside him had rearranged his organs, putting pressure on his lungs. But as he rubbed his massive belly, Yohshiki only felt joy, and a weird sense of pride.
“Yer beautiful Yoshiki.” Hikaru kissed Yoshiki’s belly, sending shivers down his spine and gingerly licked Yoshiki’s bellybutton. Before Yoshiki’s could react, Hikaru sucked on Yoshiki’s bellybutton, making him squirm and writhe in sudden pleasure. He tried to arch his back, but with some much weight on his front, he barely lifted off the ground.
“Ah ah Hikaru - Ah!” Yoshiki had not realised how sensitive the skin there had become, and he almost came then and there but Hikaru had let go with a wet pop.
“Wanna see what ya look like?”
“Yeah.”
Hikaru first helped Yoshiki sit up and Yoshiki groaned in the change of pressure. Now his stomach was pulling him down on his front, and he had little to no energy to stand. Thankfully, Hikaru was there to support his entire weight until he was able to waddle.
Hikaru held Yoshiki’s belly from behind and once they reached the mirror, Yoshiki felt as though he was going to cry. He loved it. He loved to see his body so changed, so different, so foreign to how it usually was. He didn’t even notice his cock leaking, or the tendril of Yoshiki’s insides leading out from his pussy to Hikaru’s chest and eye.
Hikaru soothingly rubbed his belly with one hand, whilst the other went down to his cock.
“You’d look so pretty with pups Yoshiki. Our pups. I’d have ya like this all the time so ya couldn’t run away.”
Yoshiki chuckled. “I’d never run away.”
Satisfied with the response, Hikaru gently nibbled on Yoshiki’s neck as he stroked his cock. He gripped Yoshiki’s chin with his other hand, forcing him to look in the mirror as he came.
The orgasm that was building was intense. The pressure was so much more powerful than any of his previous orgasms, and his knees threatened to buckle. Using his true self, Hikaru made Yoshiki would not fall, and so that he continued to look at himself when he came.
“Ah, ah, ah.” Yoshiki gripped Hikaru’s arm as he continued to moan. Looking at himself in the mirror was humiliating and yet intensely arousing. The orgasm kept building and Hikaru’s hand was moving fast.
“Ah, Hikaru!” Yoshiki came all over his mirror. He watched as the strands hit his mirror and began to streak down before he had even finished orgasming. His limbs felt like jelly as Hikaru guided him back into the nest. Slowly, he took his insides out of Yoshiki’s womb. Yoshiki whimpered sadly as he felt his stomach go flatter until it was almost the same as before. A small bump remained but he assumed that the stretched skin would fix itself in a few weeks.
He also felt around and noticed there were no stretch marks, which upset him further, but there was nothing he could do about it.
“You okay Yoshiki?”
Yoshiki felt dazed but nodded. “We should…. Mix more…” He purred as Hikaru held him tight once more and rubbed his back. His scar from mixing had spread there, between his shoulder blades and had begun to trail down his spine.
“You know we can’t do it too much.”
“…not fair…”
Hikaru couldn’t help but laugh, seeing Yoshiki pout and nuzzle him reminded Hikaru of himself when he was still getting used to being human. Needy and affectionate.
“Yer parents will be home tomorrow, I set out the scent blockers in the house so that its neutral when they get home.”
“Okay. After university… we’ll find some way to be together right? We gotta…” Tears were welling in Yoshiki’s eyes and Hikaru immediately began to soothe and coo at Yoshiki. But it was not enough. Yoshiki clung to Hikaru and sobbed against him, he had to leave the village, he had to be free. But being apart from Hikaru, hiding who he was now hurt him deeply. It felt wrong.
Hikaru held Yoshiki back, trying to hold back his own tears as he gently rocked Yoshiki, rubbing his face against his hair.
“You got that piece of me Yoshiki. We’ll always be together.” Hikaru gently grabbed Yoshiki’s chin and tilted it up so that they were looking at one another. Yoshiki’s eyes were shiny with more unshed tears. Hikaru wiped his face and leaned down and gave Yoshiki a gentle peck to the nose. Yoshiki returned the gesture, and ruffled Hikaru’s hair.
“Good boy.”
Hikaru never did manage to get that small piece out of Yoshiki’s body, and as he waved goodbye to Yoshiki on the train to Tokyo, he could feel it stir.