Thinking about Jisung who shocks everyone by presenting late as an Omega when his Omega boyfriend Minho's heat triggers his first.
Thinking about whining Jisung who doesn’t understand what’s happening. He’s 26, this shouldn’t be happening to him. Crying into Minho’s shoulder as the older omega works on helping him through it, trying his hardest to ignore his own heat symptoms.
"Fuck hyung," Jisung whines, kissing at the skin of Minho's inner thighs. "You're so fucking hot, it's so hot," he babbles sucking near Minho's scent gland, causing the older to moan lowly pressing a hand into his hair. Jisung whines high in his throat kissing up Minho's leg, pressing his forehead against skin before leaving a kitten lick against Minho's aching cock. It was swollen and angry red at the tip, had been for hours Minho's heat taking him by surprise in the middle of the night. He's pulled from his heat fueled thoughts at the warmth Jisung presses against him.
The younger had always ran cold, so the sudden heat was concerning to Minho. Had Jisung caught a cold and not wanted to tell him? Minho is tugging on Jisung whimpering softly, pulling him up by the hood of his sweatshirt. "Baby," he whispers, pressing kisses against Jisung's cheeks. "Baby you're burning up." Looking over his features Jisung was flushed and sweating but there were no other signs of a possible cold.
"I"m fine," Jisung counters, breathless, as he adjusts his legs to be straddling the other properly. Impatient he leans forward trying to capture Minho's lips against his own again, canting his hips forward to grind against him. He was hard to the point it was starting to hurt, searching for even a little relief.
"No Jagi," Minho says, pushing on Jisungs shoulders moving so that he hovers over him on the bed. Large wet eyes look back up at him from where his head landed among the pillows. Minho raises a hand to his cheek caressing it lightly. "You're so hot," he pinches his brows together, moving his hand to Jisung's forehead.
"So.. Hot.." Jisung parrots, rutting down against Minho's thigh between his legs drawing a moan from them both. Jisung moans, body shuddering as his first orgasm rolls through him. The front of his jeans are stained in cum and overly wet. His cock is still hard though, pressing roughly against his zipper.
"Jisung," Minho's voice cuts through, "I think you're in heat baby."
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Thinking about Minho who uses the Crawling Claws at his disposal to get Jisung off.
Using the hands while he has to focus on other tasks, charging them with the task to be slow and teasing. Listening to Jisung’s whimpers and whines as he’s taken apart by Minho’s claws.
Jisung is his to play with how he sees fit. Minho owns him. He even goes as far as to have a claw designated to be Jisung’s personal collar.
