he doesn't even know what to say when he knocks on your front door. he just knew he had to see you after last night. you open the door with a furrow in your brow. "what the fuck is happening to me?"
you pursed your lips and took a beat. "i'll let you tell me why you came here."
"to apologize, for last night." scott answers flatly before cringing. he was messing this up, wasn't he? he lifted up the grocery bag. "i brought your favorite alcohol."
"well then get the fuck in here." you smiled, opening the door more. "ignore the mess."
your couch was a mountain of blankets and pillows with an array of snacks covering your coffee table. it couldn't bother scott too much when he was trying to ignore the chemosignals that were coming off of you. he sank into the cushion at one end of the couch, clenching his jaw when your scent swept up from the fabric. "you stayed home today?"
"yeah, i didn't want to risk jumping my manager." you joked. "not like i was planning on using my pto or anything."
"i'm sorry." scott watched you return from the kitchen, holding a wine glass and a can of Coke. you handed him the soda without a word and went to open the wine.
"what are you apologizing for?" you asked.
"that you had to call out for work." he said. "about last night."
"what do you think you did last night?" you pressed again, leaning back into your pillow fortress with your now full glass of wine.
this felt like a trick question. "i mean, you're dealing with this weird thing. then i got overprotective and⌠i took advantage of the situation. you were drunk anyways."
rolling your eyes, you snapped, "i had one beer two hours before we left, i was not drunk. besides, all you did was eat me out while i was begging you for a lot more. if anything, i took advantage."
"you did not take advantage, trust me." scott let out a low chuckle before sipping his drink.
his tone was not helping with the hormones currently rushing through your system, but you decided not to push it when he was still anxious about last night. "so what is a heat normally like? am i normal besides the whole⌠human thing?"
"i don't really get involved with malia's heats but from what I've heard⌠yeah you're normal. fever. can't focus. irritable. and ya know-"
"insatiable." you dragged the word out just over your glass. scott coughed when he realized he was staring at your lips. surely, he was just jealous you could get drunk.
"yeah, that's the main symptom. malia said the relief lasts longer when it's someone else versus you doing the work. that's all i know. how have you been?"
"no, I've just been in bed or on the couch all day. i don't know, it's embarrassing." you sipped your drink while scott tilted his head at you. malia was right, your relief was not lasting nearly long enough. you sighed, "i'm not even a werewolf. i don't have any cool powers. i just get unbearable horniness. it's a little embarrassing."
"we all get it. there's no need to be embarrassed with the pack."
"you get a heat too?" you couldn't help but gasp.
scott dragged a hand down his face. ok, maybe it was a little embarrassing. "basically, yeah. it's called a rut since i'm a male alpha though. i get most of the same symptoms except i also can get pretty aggressive. it's kind of like a second full moon."
"how often does it happen?" you asked. you leaned in closer to him as your curiosity was excited.
"heats happen about every three months. ruts can be once or twice a year."
"god, if we don't figure this out i can end up doing this every season?" you cried out. the wine glass was empty now. you left it on the coffee table to pace yourself. your mind was in enough of a fog as is. "how long do your ruts last?"
"they used to be a couple of days. now, they last almost a week." scott began pecking at your snack table as a distraction. "the longer you go without someone⌠helping you out the worse they can get."
"when was the last time someone helped you out?"
he froze mid chew, eyes darting to you before he looked at the ground. he forced the food down. "i'm trying to help you out. we don't need to get into-"
"well i wanna know if i can skip one or if it's immediately gonna backfire."
"I've never had help." scott confessed.
"you've been an alpha for years now." you exclaimed. "i don't think i would've been able to sleep last night if you hadn't-"
"i know what i did." he laughed, running a hand through his hair as he laid back on the cushion. he took in a deep breath. "during a rut, myâŚ"
silence fell for a moment before you echoed, "yourâŚ"
"the whole point of these things is to increase the size of the pack, for breeding." while you waited for him to get to his point, you poured a second glass of wine. little bit less this time. you were going to be responsible tonight. "so my- god how do i say this without sounding gross? when i finish during a rut, my member enlarges to keep, you know, everything in."
you swirled the bittersweet taste of your drink while you thought. "by member you mean-"
"how does that mean you can't have sex with someone?"
"well condoms are out of the question, and who know how werewolf dna works with birth control?" scott pointed out. "i've thought about it, but i've never wanted to risk a chance of it. never had anyone worth risking it."
when had the distance between the two of you ended up this close? there was a buzz in your head, though you were unsure if it was because of the wine or the hormones. you could feel your muscles tensing up again. "that sounds miserable. just my first one hurts."
"it's a pretty miserable week i can't even lie." he laughed.
another silence fell over the two of you before you spoke up. "i didn't just stay in today."
"i met up with that one med student i messed around with a while back." you groaned. pretending not to notice scott's clenched jaw, you continued, "i only got a couple hours of sleep and nothing this morning was working. god, he was just as mediocre as i remembered."
"is that why you broke up?" your heart was pounding. god, how bad were your chemosignals right now? maybe you were turning into a wolf because his scent was making you drool.
"we never really dated. his residency just started, so he was busy. that was when that one Canadian hunter group came in, so i was busy too." you shrugged. "even without a heat, he wasn't what i needed."
scott turned his head so the air of his voice brushed your ear with each word. "what did you need?"
instead of answering, you turned your head to smash your mouth against his. you gasped as you climbed on top of him. your body shook, trying to fight off the pain with the heat rapidly rising in your blood. his grip on your hips were tight, anchoring you in this moment. you kissed until your lungs burned for air. you ripped your mouth away to drag it down his throat, taking in gulps of air.
"we shouldn't-" he sighed, but his hands only tightened their grip.
"please, it hurts scott." you groaned. "i haven't felt good since i had your mouth on me."
"god, you can't say that right now." scott let his head fall back. you bit at his skin, and he pulled your hips against him in shock. a jolt of electricity went up your spine at the movement.
you licked up the column of his throat until you reached his ear. "then i really shouldn't say that when i was with that mid med student, the closest i got was when i moaned your name into his mattress."
"fuck." scott huffed before flipping you underneath him, crushing you into the wall of pillows. "you always talk this dirty?"
you gave him a crooked smile. "oh please, i haven't even gotten started yet."
that night, scott wasn't sure whose mouth was dirtier. yours or his after he made you squirt about three times.
