RUT
Timeline: 2025 March 27th, Friday, 7:13 P.M. Location: Residence, Bangkok, Thailand. Mood: Pissed. HE MAD HORNY RIGHT NOW WATCH OUT. Attire: See this post. HE GETTING READY FOR MEKHA.... Music: MOJAITA by Bad Bunny and J Balvin With: @omekha
Physical therapy had been brutal. Not because Hunter couldn’t take the pain - He caused the injury to worsen. Five days of neglecting his shoulder injury while balls deep in some Omega he was obsessing with… He’d been distracted and his progress was slow and if he wasn’t Hunter The Spear as he is known in the NBA league for his ability to always make the shots he took - He would’ve been yelled and nagged at by all the professionals working with him to manage his recovery. The hope was he’d heal and train to get him back in shape hopefully for the next season. However, his mind and dick had been boggled by a seducer who after five days of heating up his bed disappeared without a word. Yes, a seducer. He was convinced that somehow, the cunning Omega bewitched him. Was it a spell? A potion? He’d figure it out later, he decided. At the moment, he was more concerned with the missing Omega… Well, more like the escaped Omega. After the first night when he realized the man was an actual virgin, it ticked something in him. Not like it was the first time he was taking someone’s virginity. But again, his suspicion that somehow, witchcraft was used to entangle him in such a situation lingered in his confused head. He refused to call it obsession - He was just very horny. He was challenged and when he had the upper hand, he took the chance to get what he believed he deserved. Only, right after he cummed for the third time and his lust temporarily subsided he realized he wanted more. And the thought of letting the Omega go where the possibility of another Alpha taking what he’d claimed first became an impossibility in his clouded and very much horny mind. He became possessive. His - play thing who was touched by him for the first time should never be touched by any other being.
All these thoughts had been going through his head since Mekha left his house. He wasn’t even sure how it happened. He had house staff and security guarding the Omega but somehow, the man still slipped. He was furious of course but instead of having the Omega hunted down like he initially thought, he took a step back and told himself he’d gotten what he wanted from the man. But this splinter of a thought, a nagging feeling, buried in the core of his chest won’t stop throbbing. Would he actually let someone touch what he said was his from the very beginning. Not that he was claiming the Omega, no, that wasn’t what he wanted. He just wanted to -
He paused. What did he actually want to do? Kidnap the man and tie him up in his house so no one would even dare to look at him? Insane but a part of him agreed with the plan.
“Fuck,” his jaw clenched then released a heavy breath. This - whatever it is he was feeling needed to end. Mekha wasn’t even the prettiest thing he’d ever had. Honestly, he’d fucked more intensely in the past, he reminded himself. And the Omega would probably find another Alpha who’d fuck him harder as well -
Where - was this thought going?! A nearby vase met the floor when his violent streak happened to reach it. The thought of another Alpha touching the Omega made his blood boil.
He’s been bewitched, he’d decided. He needed this spell or whatever the fuck be broken. And to do that, he needed the Omega to tell him what the other actually did to him.
The envelope his assistant Sun delivered to him sat on the desk in his home office. He’d finally opened it. Apparently the Omega was found at home the first day he left Hunter’s home. There, the man stayed for a couple of days before going back to work. He scoffed; no news of the boyfriend. Was it a good thing the other Alpha had not been seen around Mekha? Most likely. He was sure Sun wouldn’t be too happy cleaning up another mess if he decided to give into his instinct and beat someone into a pulp.
Sun was called into his office and was instructed to bring a couple of their good men. “Fetch me the Omega witch,” he said to Sun whose forehead turned into a knot upon hearing the word.
“Omega witch, Khun?”
He waved a hand in response, not bothering to explain what he meant. At this point, Sun would realized they’re only discussing on Omega.
“I don’t care where you need to pick him up or how you’re getting him back in this house. If you have to tie him up, don’t hesitate. But -” His eyebrow raised, tone more serious this time. “If I find even a single scratch on him, I won’t be too forgiving.”
“Yes, Khun. I’ll make sure he’s safe.”
A nod and Sun was out to go hunting his Omega.
His Omega.
Another scoff and he was shaking his head, disgust written on his face. He was poisoned into thinking that way… He’d get to the bottom of it once the Omega was back at his house -
He groaned, feeling a familiar kick in his gut at the thought of having the Omega around him again. Heat spread across his chest and it took a moment to calm himself down; the urge to find the Omega himself was suddenly so strong. A deep frown lined his forehead as he checked the date on his phone -
“Impossible,” he thought, feeling the usual symptoms of his rut coming in small waves. It was too early. It might be the stress, his injury that was causing such a reaction in his body. Perhaps he could take something for the symptoms.
Ah, but Mekha will be here soon. There won’t be any need to stop it if it’s actually happening, right?
“Fuck,” he muttered to himself realizing where the last thought was heading. His feral thoughts pounded his head, forcing its way into his consciousness. He could spend his rut with the Omega - A loud groan escaped him, his hand finding his cellphone and hitting dial to reach Sun.
“Where is my Omega?”