contains: suggestive content
summary: hybrid!txt's first heat with you (choi line only)
when yeonjun enters heat for the first time around you, he's ashamed to admit the excited thoughts that run through his mind. previously, yeonjun spent his heats alone in his room because, no offence to your aunt (rip aunty), his former owner wasn't exactly his type. but you... you're definitely his type. so when yeonjun wakes up in a cold sweat but feeling like a million degrees inside, his horned up mind has his sleepy body shuffling up behind you in the kitchen as you wait for the kettle to boil. his head falls between you neck and shoulder as his arms circle your waist.
"hey, junnie," you say, reaching your hand up to pat his fox ears. your hand brushes his forehead and you gasp at the heat. "oh my gosh. you're burning up. are you okay, yeonjun?"
you try to turn around but yeonjun holds you tighter and pushes his hips against your backside. you put two and two together instantly as yeonjun presses a kiss to your neck. "yeonjun, are you...?"
"mmm," is his muffled reply, his kisses becoming gentle licks. "y/n."
arousal pools between your legs as his plush lips brush up your neck. "you smell so good." he groans. "it hurts so much."
"yeonjun," you say breathlessly.
his lips ghost the shell of your ear. "can i touch you?"
on the first morning of his heat, soobin wakes up with a start, the memories of the lewd dream he'd been having ripping a gasp from his throat. the outrageous heat of his body let's him know it's that time and he panics. he knew it would happen around you eventually but he's still embarrassed. he doesn't want to tell you. how would be even bring that up?
soobin proceeds to distance himself from you enough to not trigger any wild responses from his body. he does well for the first three days, you have no idea he's in heat. but on the fourth day, you come home from shopping to the sound of faint whimpers coming from the bedroom.
you drop the groceries and rush to the bedroom, worried soobin is hurt. you find him curled in a ball on the bed, whimpering painfully, legs and cottontail twitching.
"soobin?" you ask, hurrying to the side of the bed. "what's wrong?"
he considers lying, but the second you place you hand on his thigh, an involuntary squeak jumps past his lips and he gives in to the heat.
"y/n," he whimpers, rolling over and clutching your hand desperately. his eyes clench shut as he nuzzles your hand. "i can't take it anymore."
soobin whines a little. "i-i'm in heat."
you're flustered. "o-oh. do you want me to call someone for you? i know of-"
groaning, soobin shakes his head. "no. don't want anyone. only... only you."
heat rushes to your cheeks, your eyes widening.
soobin rubs his face against your hand "please help me, y/n."
the way he looks up at you with his desperate doe eyes and flushed cheeks has you weak at the knees. "o-okay."
beomgyu's heat seems sudden to you both because his clinginess towards you in the week leading up to it is nothing new. he's a very touchy boy. but when it actually starts, you're both shocked.
it's during an afternoon nap when he's pressed to your side and you're both in a gentle doze when his heat hits him suddenly in the form of a wet dream. his hips rut against your side and his mouth attaches to your neck, kissing and nibbling. you're slowly stirred from your sleep, mumbling incoherently at beomgyu which slowly pulls him from his dream. and then you're both fully awake, gasping and jumping away from each other.
"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry," beomgyu repeats, pushing himself off the bed and into the corner of the room. "i didn't mean to. it was accident."
"beomgyu," you say your voice full of concern as you follow him to where he's sunk to the floor. his chest is heaving and his eyes are filling with years, so you take his face into your hands. "hey, what are you talking about?"
"i'm not suppose to do that," he says, his voice strained. his orange and black ears flatten on his lower head. "i'm not suppose to show my heat."
"what? why? who said that?"
"m-my old owner," he confesses, eyes downcast and shamed. "she-she didn't like me on m-my heat. said it was gross."
you almost gasp, pulling him into your arms and hold him for a while. "forget what she said, okay? you're not gross. you're perfectly normal." your hand runs through the hair at the back of his neck and he grunts, a shudder going down his spine. his tail brushes against you. you want to question him more about his past owner but his body heat gesturing rapidly and you can feel his hard-on against your thigh.
"beomgyu, do you..." you gulp. "do you want me... to... do something? to help you?"
letting out a heavy breath of relief, beomgyu pressed his face into your neck. "please," he whimpers.
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