His asshole is leaking and he hates it, but Shiro LOVES it. When he woke that morning, the inside of his thighs slipping against each other, sheet damp beneath him, Keith had groaned in irritation. He knew the medication the garrison had given him would jump-start his heat, but he hadn’t thought it would begin that quickly. The only sign he had received to warn that it was coming was a slightly greater appetite the night before.
And then? BOOM. He woke up to sheets soaked through with his slick and an aching cock, begging to be touched. There is a solution to that easily at hand though and Keith unceremoniously climbs on top of his new alpha and prods at his face with a finger until Shiro cracks open an eye.
“Wake up.” the omega commands shortly, grinding his hips downward slightly.
Shiro makes some garbled noises that may have been words, but he isn’t moving nearly fast enough for Keith’s liking. And so he does the most desperate thing any omega could do. Shucking his shorts aside, he shifts higher, feeling the slick gush freely from his backside. It’s a relief, that freedom, but it’s not nearly enough of a relief to sate him.
He gives Shiro one more prod and a warning, a last chance to wake on his own. With his olive branch ignored, Keith has little hesitation in commencing with his plan to sate his needs. This is what the garrison wanted, after all. He’s merely following through on instructions.
Shiro wakes to a suffocating weight on his face and he scrambles for air, slapping frantically at the pliant flesh blocking his nose and mouth. Keith lifts a moment, allowing him time to gather breath. As he gulps in the sweet relief of air, Shiro gropes at the body over him, baffled to find Keith’s thighs braced against either side of his face.
“Keith! What are you–”
Before he can finish, the scent strikes him and he freezes in realization. Keith whines at him, still poised and allowing him space, but now that Shiro can smell his heat, he is ready to perform–like a good alpha. Growling low in his throat, Shiro wraps his arms around the boy’s thighs and pulls him back down on his face.
A yelp of surprise escapes Keith’s lips as Shiro yanks him down and begins lapping at his leaking hole enthusiastically. He’s never had the intimate attentions of an alpha before; it makes him blush like the virgin he is and grind down on the man’s mouth like the wanton slut he aches to be. Shiro sucks the slick greedily, taking his time to properly clean his little mate’s thighs and hole before plunging his tongue inside for deeper pleasures.
Keith fumbles frantically, trying to pry free in his surprise, but Shiro’s hold is firm; he will not let his omega go. The alpha licks at him, teasing his sensitive inner walls until Keith shudders and cries out. And when he is spent, Shiro licks that up too, taking Keith’s cock in his mouth and suckling him clean.
As he lays Keith back down tenderly, Shiro’s brain comes back from the brink of ecstasy and he realizes that they had just shared their first intimate experience. He almost laughs at how A-typical their relationship is. Of course their first sexual encounter is one of pure coincidence and entirely nontraditional. But Keith had initiated it and that set him at ease; so long without any interest from the little omega, he was beginning to worry that Keith was rejecting him. Apparently not.
Hazy violet eyes regard him carefully and Shiro is mindful to maintain some distance so as not to overwhelm or overstimulate the young omega. A few moments pass; he watches as Keith collects his breath and stretches. Another look his sent his way and Shiro sits to attention. With a high pitched keen, Keith shifts onto his knees, presenting his backside in such a welcoming display, Shiro can already feel his cock harden and his knot begin to swell.
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