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Contrary to what people think—yes, Jeno is inexperienced. But then, he watched too much porn that one could say he is educated enough to do the procedure—the process of fucking.

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Jeno stood by the entrance, blinking at the darkness of the room, he could hear whimpers, heavy breathes from the bed. He could hear the rustle of fabrics, twisting and turning. He could smell the heavy scent of honeydew, wafting in the air, filling his lungs, in his mind, his alpha growls at the taste—delectable, alluring. He couldn’t help but to let out his own scent, aroused by the omega’s heat. A low moan filled the room as his eyes finally adjusted. Right there before him was Renjun on the bed, naked and sobbing.

"Fuck."

Jeno curses as he finds him practically on display, clothes littering the floor as he lays on his back, a hand between his legs, two fingers pumping inside, directly facing the alpha. He doesn't stop even after Jeno curses, instead, his fingers work faster as the alpha's scent reaches him, fueling him to reach his high, legs spreading wider, parading himself to the alpha—no inhibitions, no contradictions. He moans and he writhes, truly aware that Jeno is staring at him.

"Jeno, alpha! Please!" He calls out, tears falling as he looks at him, still frozen on the spot but his eyes are glazed, seemingly entranced with the sight. He could sense the alpha's demeanour change, his scent growing heavier making Renjun whines, nearly reaching his high. He could feel it—the alpha wants him too.

"Jeno," Renjun moans as he adds another finger, eyes dazed in a trance. "Alpha please, Jeno please." He keeps babbling, his voice going higher each time his fingers go faster. His other hand glides through his chest, pinching his nipples, coming down to grab at his aching dick, stroking it fast in tandem with his fingers, precum oozing at the tip.

Carefully, Jeno crosses the room in three heavy steps, hands slowly reaching the omega's knees, sitting between fair creamy legs, eyes still trained where his fingers disappear, the squelching sound of his fingers echoing in the room, making Jeno gulp, both nervous and excited, heart hammering in his chest. At the touch of the alpha, Renjun comes, body shuddering, crying Jeno's name. Warm-hot liquid paints his stomach, contracting as he orgasms. His hole clenched around his three fingers, slick dripping so much, yet he still feels unsatisfied. He wants to be filled, wants to feel complete.

"Alpha." Renjun's slick coated fingers reached out to the alpha before him, beckoning, wanting him to come closer, wanting him to touch—to be touched. Like a starved man, Jeno grabs his wrist, tongue instinctively peeking out to taste his slick, their eyes connecting as he did. Renjun watched as Jeno licked and sucked each of his fingers clean, the warmth of his tongue encircling each digit, savouring his flavour, committing to memory his very taste, all the while not breaking eye contact.

"Turn around." He commands, and he obeys.

Jeno watches as the omega below presents himself, still writhing from his previous orgasm. He watched as his hole clenched on nothing, leaking with his juices, where the smell of honeydew is strongest. His hand gently brushed at his backside, admiring the smoothness, how soft it felt as he grasped both cheeks with each hand. He hears the omega moan, knees shifting to bring himself closer, and Jeno kneads him in return. On instinct, he lets himself come closer, enticed with the scent, he takes a long swipe of his tongue on the omega's rim, tasting him.

Renjun arches his back, mouth hanging open in pleasure, hands clawing at the sheets like a cat, mewling as the alpha starts licking his hole. He cries in delight, moaning at the warm tongue that probes him, swirling, and sucking, soft lips touching his skin—alpha is licking away his slick. Renjun shifts on his knees, pushing himself closer to the alpha. Jeno adds a finger with his tongue, languidly entering his warm hole, in and out—in and out painfully slow. Frustrated, Renjun moves his hips, fucking himself into Jeno's mouth, whimpering as he goes. 

"Please, please, please," he begs as Jeno adds another finger, and another finger, the stretch makes him sing, his hole producing more slick and Jeno greedily sucks him clean. The sensation overwhelms him and he comes hard on Jeno's mouth, his voice cracking as he sings his name once more.

"Jeno!" He lets out a prolonged strangled moan, head thrown back, mouth ajar, his hole clenched as he orgasms for the second time, eyes rolling as his knuckles turn white from gripping the sheets too tight, huffing as he tries to compose himself. But Jeno continues to lap at his entrance, both hands a tight grip on his hips as he sucks and licks, more and more. He doesn’t stop even as Renjun keens in oversensitivity, hip dropping down the bed, legs shaking from his third orgasm, scrambling at the sheets.

Jeno finally stops with his ministrations, but not before leaving a long swipe of his tongue on the omega's gaping hole, clenching on nothing, waiting to be filled. Renjun writhes in response. Jeno thinks he likes his taste, his very scent—so enticing, so delicious, he could devour him again and again. He shakes his head, willing himself to clear his head. The heat is clouding up his mind too much, he might lose control.

"Turn around." His voice light yet commanding, and Renjun obeys, albeit weak and unsteady, he turns himself, back pressed to the bed, his legs automatically opened up, watching as Jeno sits back on his heels as he removes his shirt, muscles rippling, tight, and hard. His cheeks are flushed, eyes dilated staring at the omega below him, tongue peeking out to lick the juices left on his lips. His eyes are hungry, yet he doesn't move. Renjun cowers, anticipating what the alpha would do next. He spreads his legs wider, hands on both sides of his head, neck tilting in submission. He gasps as another painful wave of heat reaches his core, gut–twisting, and burning. He really needs something inside him now, just anything inside to soothe the pain.

"Alpha, please, please." he rolls his hips, encouraging. He needs his alpha to dominate him, to be aggressive, to be alpha. But Jeno doesn't move, only staring down at him. Crying in frustration, Renjun pushes himself up, hands reaching to pull Jeno's sweatpants down. But Jeno was quick to catch his wrists, pulling them away from the waistband, growling in warning.

"I need you, need you inside please." Jeno shakes his head. "But why?!" he cries, indignant.

"Renjun, this is your first time. This is our first time." He tells him, a look of concern on his face. "Be a little patient, please." He lets go of Renjun's wrist to cradle his face, forehead shiny from sweat, a trail of tears on his flushed cheeks, lips red from biting too much—he looks vulnerable, fragile, so pliant and needy. It makes Jeno's alpha whine at the thought, the omega needs him.

"I don't want to hurt you." Renjun groans but nods vehemently in understanding. Licking his lips, his hands move back again to the waistband of Jeno's pants, pausing to look up.

"Can I?" He asked, and Jeno nods.

At his response, Renjun pulls down the alpha's sweatpants, watering at the sight of his cock, mesmerized by the swell of the head, the tip already with precum, the length probably longer than his, at the base sits his knot looking heavy and full. Renjun pants at the thought of a knot, not wasting his time, he wraps his hand around the cock, hard and pulsing at the touch, he hears the alpha hissed in response. He strokes him, slow and tight, eyes glued at the tip as more precum leaks. Unable to help himself, Renjun goes down to lick the tip, Jeno sighs at the feeling of his tongue flat at the slit. Boldly, Renjun swallows him whole, the head hitting the back of his throat. Jeno groans at the tight pressure of his throat, so warm and moist. Retching, he moves away heaving, not used to the choking sensation.

"I told you to be patient." Jeno combs through his hair as their eyes meet, both filled with lust. He bends down, leaving a kiss on his temple.

"Go lie down." Jeno softly says and Renjun obeys. 

He hears the alpha move, fabrics rustling, the bed dips again as he settles back between the omega's waiting legs. Above him, Jeno is as naked as he is. Excitement flooding through his veins, as the alpha moves down again to drop a tender kiss on his forehead, Renjun closes his eyes at the feeling.

"Tell me again, are you sure?" Jeno asked again, still uncertain. Their faces are so close, their breath mingles.

"I already came in your mouth twice. Of course, I'm sure." Renjun responds with a frown. He hooks his legs up Jeno's hips, arms crossing at his nape, trying to bring him close. "Now fuck me, please."

Jeno laughs amused, the crease in his eyes and the show of his teeth making Renjun whine. The heat hits him harder as he zeroes in on the alpha's canine, watering at the possibility of a bite.

"Fuck!" His grip on the alpha tightens, nails digging into his skin leaving angry red marks. "Alpha! Alpha bite me! Mark me! Make me yours!" He scrambles at him, pulling him close, head tilting to show his unmarked skin.

Jeno groans, the scent of his heat has doubled, thankful he took suppressants earlier to keep himself sane somehow. He allows himself to lick the expanse of the omega's neck, kissing his way up his scent glands, sucking, nipping lightly, not enough to break skin. Renjun moans at the feeling, a hand reaches out to Jeno's cock, stroking a bit as he aims him towards his waiting hole. Still, Jeno doesn't move, he takes his time leaving hickies down to his chest, sucking and biting his nipples. Renjun groans, a mixed feeling of frustration and pleasure. He tightens his grip on the alpha's cock, his hips thrusting up on their own, trying to slip him in.

"Jeno please!" He cries one last time and Jeno finally heeds, hands on his hips to stop the other from moving, he enters him slowly, groaning at the tight and velvety feel. Renjun groans at the stretch, painfully aware of how big Jeno is, but the feeling of gradually being filled brings him pleasure. The alpha, shallowly breathes on his neck, trying to compose himself, control himself at the feeling of the omega's warm cavern. Finally, he fully sheathed himself, and Renjun cums with a cry, walls tighten around his shaft, milking him hard.

"Fuck! Renjun!" Jeno cums too, overwhelmed with the pleasure of being sucked in and milked. He shakes and collapses on top of the omega, groaning as he cums inside white–hot liquid paints his core, earning a whine from the omega.

"So good Alpha, so good. You feel so good." Renjun mumbles nonstop, moaning at each word, lost in a daze. He licks back at the alpha's neck, sucking and kissing, leaving red marks on his skin, and then he bites.

Jeno growls but doesn't move, he lets Renjun lick at the claiming bite, easing the pain. "Mine, only mine." He rants between kisses and licks, hands caressing the alpha's body. Not long after, Renjun whines again as the familiar waves of heat start to pain him. “Alpha..” he moans, cantering his hips back up, earning a startled groan from the alpha above.

“Renjun, wait a bit.”

“Alpha!” Renjun cries out as Jeno starts to pull out. “No!” He struggles to keep the alpha inside, caging him with his legs, arms wounding tightly. Jeno hissed as Renjun bites him again by the junction between his neck and shoulder, keeping him in place, shaking as his walls tightly grasped him again, sucking him in. He stops wrestling out of his arms and steadies himself back on top, forearms keeping him from crushing the omega below him.

Renjun kept him like that, an omega putting him in place, something an alpha usually does, but Jeno doesn't mind, instead, he focuses on the warmth around his dick, making him go hard again. Renjun whines as he feels him grow inside, hips moving up to increase friction.

Jeno groans but moves along, finally moving shallowly, thrusting deep and hard. The omega lets him go, mouth hanging open as a series of moans leaves him. "Alpha, faster." He pleads, nails digging into his skin, scratching at his back as Jeno's hips go faster, hitting him like a punch.

Renjun doesn't stop moaning, voice increasing every time Jeno hits a particular spot, his walls tighten as he nears his high, crying at the intensity yet he doesn't feel satiated. He needs something more. Jeno's shaky breaths against his ear tells him his near, he can feel the base of his dick is growing rapidly, seemingly trying to push something bigger inside him. Then he remembers.

"Knot." Renjun canters up in time with Jeno's thrust, "Jeno, knot me, n–need your knot." He stuttered.

The alpha groans, sitting up pulling him closer by the legs, hand holding him tightly at the hips, bruises will surely form. In this position, he could see where they are joined, eyes focused on the way his dick easily slides, hole sucking him with so much slick. Somehow, this made his thrusts go erratic, speed inhumane as he hits his good spot.

"Knot! Alpha, knot me!" He hears his chant, hands gripping the sheets, eyes on the ceiling as he focuses on the feeling of being fucked. Jeno repeatedly hits his good spot and he whines, walls tightening around him as he cums so hard, he starts seeing stars. Growling, Jeno finally knots him, his girth too wide the omega cries in response to being filled so good, he convulses. The warmth of Jeno's cum makes him keen, hands pulling the alpha closer as he licks at the bite he gave earlier. He feels so full, it makes him feel better somehow.

"Alpha, mine—so good Alpha." He says in between kisses, purring at the alpha as more cum fills him, the knot keeping them joined, hole fluttering sucking his knot deeper.

Jeno huffs on his neck, catching his breath. This is the first time he has knotted someone, the feeling is so good, he almost lets himself bite at the omega before him. Instead, he licks the swollen gland, sucking, wanting to bite. But he knows he can't. As much as Renjun adjusts for him to bite, show him how much he wants it, he just can't.

Minutes passed, and his knot deflated allowing him to pull out, he watched as their combined cum gushed out of his hole. Renjun whines at the loss, but his head is a lot clearer than before, showing a tinge of shame for being so needy, desperate in his attempts. The realization comes to him fast, hitting like a truck. They have finally fucked, like actually did it. And his first time is with Jeno. And Jeno’s first is him!

Feeling guilty and embarrassed, he closes his legs, the heat subsides for a while, later he knows it will return. "Jeno, I’m sorry,” he says, biting his lips, eyes watering at how bad he feels. “I made you knot me, made you do all this."

Jeno shakes his head, hair wet from their exertion, his eyes are tender as he gives him a small smile. "Renjun, it’s fine. You need it. It’s normal to ask for those if you’re in heat."

"Still, I'm afraid you'd think it's weird…" he mutters, he can feel their cum leaking between his legs, if possible, he reddens even more. "I mean, I'm thankful of course! And it felt nice, you were really good to me." Renjun rambled, fidgeting, looking away from the alpha. "You, you really made me feel good. So, thank you."

Jeno laughs, "I'm glad you like my dick."

"That's! That's not what I said!"

"Oh? Then what is it that you like?" Jeno teased him, his lips curling, he sat there just above him, so casual, like he wasn’t pounding on him like earlier.

"Tell me what you like." Jeno says lightly, like a whisper of a promise, his eyes tender yet there is a certain danger in them—something that makes Renjun squirm in excitement. He licks his lips, hand reaching towards the alpha.

"Come here." He says, pulling him to hover above his own body, legs automatically making room for him. Jeno follows the silent command, crawling on top, hovering above him. Renjun couldn’t help but think he’s like a predator cornering its prey – like their previous position. Renjun pulls him closer by the neck, breath hitching as Jeno's nose bumped into his, eyes burning with his own. His lips part and their breath mingle.

"Kiss me." He pleads, a look between curiosity and pleading. "You haven't kissed me yet."

Jeno blinks, clearly caught off guard. "You want me to kiss you?" He repeats.

Renjun nods, readjusting himself to fit closer to the alpha, arms snaking their way up, hands into the other's hair, fingers tracing his ears, his jaw, his lips, as he looks at his eyes, yearning. 

"Yes, please."

Jeno wasn't sure if he should, or if they should. But they've already fucked so what more is a kiss? Yet he feels like a kiss is different from screwing, for him it feels pure, more intimate. So instead, Jeno kisses the corner of his mouth as Renjun closes his eyes, feeling the alpha leave kisses on his cheek, to his eye, on his nose, and a lingering one on his temple. He doesn't kiss him on the lips.

Renjun opens his eyes, glaring at the alpha. "That wasn't a kiss." He grumbles.

"You didn't say where." Jeno smirks at him, kissing him on the neck to appease the omega somehow. And that made him moan, his inner omega purring in delight.

"Alpha…" he says, the heat making a comeback, and Jeno understands.

Again, he entered and together they danced. They don't come together, he doesn't knot him, yet Renjun feels satisfied even for a while. At least the pain is more bearable than before. There is still an itch just below his skin, but the alpha is there to make him feel better. At least, he isn't alone crying from the burning pain.

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Jeno doesn't know what time it was, but they both fell asleep after. The room is still dark, the room still cold, but the body next to him is hot, or rather, the omega between his legs. He lifts up the covers, and there he was, Renjun, stroking him with one hand as the other plays at the base of his dick, mouth working at the tip, making his dick go hard.

"Renjun…" he calls out groggily, a hand reaching to comb his hair off his face. The sight was something so alluring he couldn't help but jolt his hips upwards, making the omega choke at his length.

"Sorry! Are you alright?" He sits up to check on the coughing omega, but Renjun only shakes his head, crawling on top of the alpha as he aligns his cock to his waiting hole. "Wait!" Jeno tried to, but he wasn't able to stop Renjun as he pushed himself down, all together in one swift move, making him double up in pain, mouth hanging open staring at the ceiling at how full he fills yet again. He hears the alpha hissed as he tightens around him, hands on his hips, bruising them as he huffs from the pleasure. Jeno shakes at the warmth, head dropping on the omega's shoulder. He hasn't adjusted to his size, yet Renjun is already circling his hips, moaning as he goes.

"Alpha, so good, so big, so deep." he chants over and over, mind hazy. In this position, it was hard for Renjun to move as much as he wanted, so he pushed the alpha on his back and proceeded to ride him. 

"Fuck! Slow down" the hands on his waist doesn't stop the omega, instead it helps anchor him as he jumps on his dick. Renjun cries as he finds a good angle, his legs are weak and straining but he's too far gone to care.

"—s'good, alpha good, deep, yes!" he babbles, eyes hooded with lust Jeno finds it hard to believe this is Renjun in front of him, riding his dick, fucking him to the bed.

Allured, Jeno moves his hand to caress the omegas body, from his shoulder to his chest, stopping by to pinch both his nipples, the plain of his stomach, muscles contracting beneath his hands, to the dips of his small waist, the curve of his hips, the smooth of his back, and finally, he grabs at his plump ass – aiding the omega in his drive.

He could feel the walls start to flutter around him, believing that the omega is near his high. So he adjusts his legs, his hips thrusting up in time with the omega, their hips meeting, the sound of their skin resounding. With Jeno's faster pace, Renjun couldn't keep up and just let him do the work, crying as his thrusts go deeper, harder, faster. He scrambles at his chest, staring back down at the alpha as he sobs open–mouthed, his face in pleasure as he finally reaches his high. He screams as Jeno keeps his pace, despite the way Renjun shakes in his orgasm, despite the tightness of his core, Jeno keeps thrusting, trying to reach his own, his knot big enough ready to fill him up.

"Knot—" he huffs, brows furrowed concentrating as he keeps his speed, "Can I knot you?"

Renjun cries in oversensitivity, yet he vehemently nods at the request, and Jeno quickly knots him. He screams at the intrusion but his hole welcomes it so generously, slick dripping down the base and into his balls, staining the already stained sheets.

He shakes sitting on his knot, a series of warm cum painting his insides reaching places that feels so good it made him cum again. The both of them groan as his walls tighten for the umpteenth time, milking both the alpha's dick and knot. Renjun pants at the pleasure, hands so weak he couldn't keep himself upright and just collapsed on the alpha. "S–so goooood." he moans, long and low, nails digging into the alpha's skin as more of his cum fills him up.

Again, they stayed like that, unable to move. Jeno too was tired, his hand just randomly stroking his back, the other hand came up to find Renjun’s hand, fingers softly playing with his.

"You good?" He asked, Renjun meekly nods in reply, tears falling down to the alpha's pecs, too overwhelmed to talk. They don't talk for a while, not even after Jeno's knot deflates, nor did he move to pull out. They stayed like that until sleep became them.

The next time Jeno woke up, Renjun was leaving bite marks all over his clavicle, hand stroking him. Jeno groans, the light from the windows making him squint, he looks down at the omega who is busy sucking his nipples, kissing down the planes of his stomach where his muscles contract at the touch, tongue dipping at each curve of his abs. Jeno loves the sight of Renjun worshipping his body, his alpha growls inside looking at how perfect he looks, the sun kissing his skin, making him look more beautiful, ethereal.

Just before his mouth could reach his cock, Jeno sits up pushing him away, grabs him by the nape, pushing him down to kneel before him, ass up in the air. Renjun whines in delight. This is what he wants from the alpha, to dominate him, make him feel wanted, feel attractive.

Jeno proceeds to lick his rim, like before, devouring him, fingers dancing inside, making the omega moan and beg for more. Feeling him loosen up, Jeno enters him fully from behind, his hole is tight and warm, Jeno couldn't help but move, slowly, tentatively.

"More, alpha, more."

And Jeno gives him more, gripping his waist, he pummels faster, deeper. The omega grabs at the sheets, arching his back as his arms fail to uplift him. Jeno doesn't stop, he keeps his pace, eyes drinking in the way their bodies touch, how deep his cock goes inside, how his ass jiggles as their hips collide. He marvels at how Renjun chants his name, cheeks pressed to the bed as he looks back at the alpha, mouth open wide as he catches his breath. His skin is milky, shiny from sweat, his scent is amazing, it makes Jeno's mouth water, his canines growing. Growling, he leans down, an arm around his waist to keep him close, chest pressed to his back as he continues to thrust, nose nuzzling at the omega's scent glands, licking and sucking, teeth lightly grazing the skin. Renjun moans in delight, moving his head to accommodate the alpha, begging for a bite.

"Bite me, alpha, bite me."

Jeno groans, leaving a kiss on the gland instead before moving back up, he hears the omega whimpering at the loss. But he gets pulled closer by the alpha, his whines turn to loud moans as Jeno pounds repeatedly into him, his speed and thrusts constant. Renjun marvels at his endurance, how it seems easy for him to keep up with his heat. Thankfully, they both reached their high, body tensing, low moans filling the room, as Jeno pushes himself deeper, not wanting to pull out just yet. His eyes zero down on the back of Renjun's neck, his teeth clashing as the will to bite overcomes him. Before he could, he brought a hand to his mouth and bit hard. The pain in his gums somehow subsides, he pulls out of the omega.

“Renjun?” he calls out, smoothing out his hair, away from his eyes. He’s totally knocked out. 

Jeno looks at his hand, bloody and painful, but he tends to the omega first, repositioning him to his side so he easily breathes. Carefully, he stood up to the bathroom across the hall, thankful the others did leave them alone. He washed his hand, hissing at the pain, grabbed a clean towel, washed it under the faucet, and went back to Renjun's room.

The omega lies unmoving, his cheeks are strained from the tears of pleasure, cum painting his backside. Jeno finds him vulnerable and beautiful at the same time. Shaking his head, he moves to clean the omega up, carrying him off the bed and into the bathroom, his muscles screaming but he doesn't care. Renjun groans as the cold surface of the counter meets his skin. He wakes up, glaring at the alpha for the sudden disturbance.

"Sorry, you have to take a bath." He says, moving to open the faucet, checking to make sure the water isn't too hot nor too cold. He lifts him again and into the water, where Renjun grips his forearms tightly, whining at the cold.

"I'll warm it up, wait a bit." He adjusts the temperature, waiting as the water gradually fills up the tub. "I'll be back." He leaves but Renjun doesn't mind, too sleepy to ask him not to.

Jeno steps back into the room, the bedsheets are stained, their clothes all over the floor, the air potent with omega heat and sex combined. He grabs a robe, before he opens the windows, pulling off the sheets and into the laundry room, making sure he soaks it in water before he leaves. He went back to the bathroom, checking if the omega was alright, he had fallen asleep, his arms on the edge acting as a pillow for his head. Jeno chuckles at the sight, he walks near him, crouching down to softly comb his hair to wake him. Renjun groans, eyes glaring at him yet again.

"You shouldn't sleep in the bath." He whispered, Renjun only closed his eyes in response.

Feeling that the omega doesn't care, and is too tired to move, he made it his task to help him, scrubbing the grime off his skin, bathing him with liquid soap. Although they've touched each other intimately, helping him bathe made Jeno blush. He wasn't sure why, but he fumbles every time he touched Renjun's skin, the way he moans with the slight movement, how his eyes blink as the water touched his face, the way he sighs as Jeno’s touches, how he automatically moves so pliantly in Jeno’s hands, neck stretching as Jeno run his hand over the expanse of the exposed skin, staring at him with hooded eyes as the rest of Jeno’s fingers trail down to his clavicles. Jeno gulps, the expression Renjun wears makes him shiver in want, too much tension between them, like the omega would want to devour him—not like he already did.

He looks away, unable to keep eye contact. But Renjun grabs his wrist, pulling him close. "You need a bath too." His voice is hoarse, raspy from both sleep and their earlier activities. Jeno finds this hot, sexy somehow.

"I'll, I'll take one after you." He stuttered, trying to pull away. Honestly, he would like that, but he fears that there should be some lines he shouldn't be crossing just because they did something intimately.

Renjun frowns, now two hands are keeping him from pulling away. "Take a bath with me." He says firmly, enunciating each word. "It's okay." He adds softly, almost pleading.

Jeno succumbs to the request. Removing his robe with one hand, carefully manoeuvring inside the tub, just behind the other, their backs to each other.

"What are you doing?" Renjun turns to him with a frown, water splashing to the floor, making small puddles on the clean white tiles.

"Huh? I'm—" he grabs a sponge, glancing at him from his shoulders, "—taking a bath?" He says unsure.

"Then turn around, let me do that." Renjun kneels and takes the sponge, softly scrubbing the alpha's back which earned him a surprised moan. Renjun lets out a soft laugh, almost like air, smiling at Jeno’s reaction, seeing how tense he is under his touch. Tenderly, he kneads the sore muscles on his shoulder, hoping it could relax the alpha. And it did, Jeno drops his head a bit, lulled by the way Renjun’s fingers unwind his muscles. He feels him move in the waters, somehow kneeling close by his side, the sponge is back on his skin, carefully gliding across his back, his shoulders, to his front. Panicked, he grabs at his wrist, just hovering by his chest. They looked at each other, both startled by the sudden move, faces inches away.

Jeno gulps as Renjun’s eyes travel to his lips and back up again. He can’t deny how tempted he feels, staring at the person who makes him flustered, questioning his actions, why he always gravitates towards the other on almost every occasion. Jeno doesn’t know yet, but he has been harboring feelings for him ever since then, he just doesn’t know how different his affections are to Renjun compared to the others. The omega licks his own lips, and his eyes follow the motion. He feels him move closer, chest pressing to his shoulder, nearing him, eyes hooded ready to kiss.

Jeno ducks away, their cheeks grazing a bit as he hits his forehead on Renjun’s shoulder, groaning at the way he rejected him. Why did he? He hopes he doesn’t make him think or feel unwanted, but Jeno has to make boundaries, for him – for them. In lieu of an apology, he drops a small kiss on the curve of his shoulder, hurriedly standing up and out of the bath, droplets of water along his wake. Renjun gloomily follows his form, eyes wide looking quite hurt.

The alpha quickly puts a towel around his waist and pulls another one for Renjun to take. But the omega stubbornly turned his back on him, angrily scrubbing at his skin until it turned red, the waters roughly moving around him.

“Renjun, you’ll get sick staying too long.”

“Don’t care.” he mumbles, still aggressively rubbing at his skin. Jeno sighs, he has angered him, hurt him. Sighing, he calls out to him again, yet Renjun doesn’t budge, doesn’t even respond.

He doesn’t want to force him, but he’d rather have him sulking in dry clothes than getting sick staying in the waters. So with that in mind, he mopped the floors with a rug for safety before snaking his arms around his middle, pulling him out of the bath with ease. Renjun lets out a startled yelp, scratches at his arms, irked with being manhandled, legs flailing as he struggles to come free. Jeno doesn’t let him go, not minding the pain, waiting as Renjun finally tires himself out, shoulders dropping in defeat.

“You done?” he asked, arms still around the omega who didn't respond. He hears him huff, head turning to the side away from Jeno’s. Sighing, he lets his head fall on his shoulder, dropping another apology kiss, nuzzling his nose along the skin – scenting him. Perhaps that’s all the omega needs, his alpha scent.

Renjun allows himself to go pliant, body leaning into the touch, turning around to catch a glance of the alpha nibbling at his shoulders. Oh, how he wished he’d claim him.

Noticing the omega’s demeanour change, Jeno looks up, allowing their foreheads to meet, closing his eyes as he breathes in his scent – the heat still there, gradually growing stronger. “Alpha?” he opens his eyes, and Renjun is staring up at him, hands holding on to his forearms, afraid he’d let go. “Why? Why do you not want to kiss me?”

Jeno tilts his head, feinting a surprised expression. “But I did kiss you.” he proceeds to kiss his forehead. “See?” He gives him his signature smile, eyes creasing close.

Renjun gives him an irked look. “That’s not where I want it.” Jeno laughs, kissing his cheeks.

“You’re just hungry, come on I saw Jaemin left us some food.” He pulls away to wrap him in a towel, drying him as much as he can. Renjun sighs, silently accepting that perhaps, the alpha doesn’t really want him.

—

Jeno made him eat, scent him up as they ate since Renjun complained about not smelling like the alpha. He made him drink a lot of fluids, and himself as well, making sure they don’t get dehydrated from all their activities. They left the dishes soaking in the sink for now, Jeno helps him back to the room where the sheets are new, curtains withdrawn, clothes folded and placed to the side. He keeps a hand on his back, sensing how Renjun walks a bit differently from before, probably still sore. Jeno bit his lips, feeling sorry for his aggression – like he couldn’t help it that much, as if Renjun doesn’t want him to be aggressive. He actually does, been begging him to. But then, everything was a first for him, for them. So he had to be gentle, careful.

He lifts up the covers, Renjun rolls himself inside, purring at the warmth, he beckons the alpha closer, snuggling at his side. Jeno scents him all over, and they just cuddle, falling asleep. Later in the middle of slumber, Renjun wakes up in heat again, and Jeno would be there to ease the pain.

This time, the act is slower, they took their time tracing each other’s skin, earning small gasps and moans, kissing places left untouched, making sure to worship each part. He enters him slowly whilst sucking at his scent gland, willing more of his pungent scent to come out. Renjun grabs at his back, leaving red scratches as he deepens his thrusts, powerful and rhythmic. Jeno pulls away, staring down at him, foreheads touching. They stay like that, silently staring. Jeno could’ve kissed him, Renjun could’ve easily leaned up, their lips could easily touch – just a few inches away. But neither of them did so, Renjun closed his eyes, arching his back as Jeno’s constant thrusts brings him to orgasm. Jeno continues to thrusts, prolonging his high, his legs tightening around the other’s hips, mouth hanging open in a silent cry as Jeno finally cums inside, the warmth seeping within, and he feels oddly comforted being filled like that. 

Jeno left a kiss on his gland before he pulls out, both groaning at the way his hole still tightens around his cock, like he didn’t want him to leave. He moves to leave for the bathroom, Renjun didn’t complain, too tired, comforted by the warmth. He feels the alpha return, wiping away their essence, tucking him in blankets, making sure to pull him close as they snuggle in each other’s arms.

—

Renjun wasn't sure how many days have passed, wasn't sure how many times they fucked, nor how many times Jeno has knotted him. The only thing he could remember as the heat finally subsides, whilst Jeno's knot deflates inside him, was that he has never kissed him, not even once.

Mind already clear of the haze, he feels the alpha pull out of him, cum dripping out as he did. He whimpers a bit but doesn't cling to him as desperately as before. He feels the bed dip beside him as Jeno hits the bed next to him, an arm around his waist, cuddling him like the past few days. Now that his heat is gone, Renjun feels mortified. Fragments of the previous days have crossed his mind, how he begged and moaned for the alpha. He couldn't help but smack his face with both hands, hiding from the world, the sound of the slap echoing the room, startling the alpha.

"Wha—are you okay? What's wrong?" Jeno sits up, leaning in to see Renjun going red behind his hands. "Do we need to go again?" And Jeno automatically moves between his legs, his large hands on Renjun’s knees, waiting for a cue.

"No, I–“ Renjun looks up at him between the gaps of his fingers, too embarrassed from their earlier ordeal. “I think I'm good." he says in a small voice, looking away blushing. Jeno simply nods, moving away, Renjun thinks he seems disappointed, but it could actually be him who is. Jeno falls back next to Renjun, glancing at the omega who still wouldn't meet him in the eyes, he frowns, leaning close with his elbows supporting him, but not enough to touch.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No just—nothing's wrong…" he fidgets, teeth gnawing on his lips. "Just, kinda felt embarrassed."

Jeno raises an eyebrow at him, amused at Renjun’s shy demeanour. "Why?" he asked, clearly confused.

"Well, y–you know!"

"I don't actually." Renjun glares at him, eyes rolling as he turns his back on him, hands looking for a blanket to cover himself, he forgot they are still naked. He hears Jeno laugh, scooting closer, a hand on his shoulder, pulling him back to face him.

"Hey, sorry I laughed." but Renjun continues to sulk. "Renjun." Silence.

"Renjun?" and the omega sighs, he could sense Jeno's worry. Back still facing the other, he answers him.

"I just, my heat's gone…"

"Oh, that's great right?"

"Yeah…I guess."

"Okay… so what exactly is the problem?"

"Just," Renjun contemplates, he sits up groaning at the way his body strains, places he never thought would sting as he moves. "Careful." Jeno berates him, helping him with a pillow on his back. "Thank you." He sighs, there is still cum leaking from his hole and he feels embarrassed, he lifts the covers up to his shoulders.

Jeno sits next to him, covering his lower half with the same blanket. There are bite marks all over his shoulder, purple marks on his neck, red scratch marks blotted with dried blood across his chest, some lines coming from the back. There was a huge bite mark on the junction of his neck.

"Did–did I do that?" He asked astonished, referring to the marks, he did Jeno so bad he looks more wrecked than him.

Jeno blinks at him before recognizing what he meant, he looks at his own chest and laughs. "Yeah, you—you were really aggressive." He says laughing, like the marks weren't painful, like his body wasn't sore from exertion.

"I, I'm sorry…" Renjun looked down at his fingers, there were traces of blood on his nails, feeling remorseful with everything. He feels like he forced Jeno to help him, or maybe he did that very day he bit him, claiming him as his heat partner. Renjun wants to cry, feeling guilty for everything.

"Sorry I made you do this." his voice shakes, as he turns his watery eyes to Jeno. “Sorry I bit you on the car, that I forgot my suppressants, that— “

“Ssshhh” Jenos shushed him softly, wiping his tears with his thumbs, cradling his face with both hands. He didn’t even realize he was already crying. “Don’t cry.” Jeno said so tenderly in concern, it made him cry again.

“I’m sorry. Jeno, I’m sorry.” he sobs and Jeno pulls him into a hug, head tucked under the alpha’s chin, a warm hand rubbing his back. He feels him kiss the top of his head, a voice by his ears tells him, “It’s fine Renjun. It’s alright.” and he pulls away.

“No, it’s not!” he says, staring up at the alpha, brows furrowed in frustration. “I forced myself on you, Jeno.”

"Now where did that come from?"

"I mean, I was in heat, I was pushing myself on you. You probably didn't want to do it."

Jeno stares at him in disbelief. “Well, you said it yourself, you were in heat so you weren’t totally in control. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to.” Renjun’s confusion only grew more. “If you could remember, I did ask you several times before we could, um, do it .”

“I don’t understand.”

Jeno sighs, mulling for the exact words. "To be honest, I was scared at first, I didn’t know what to do.” He shifts, hand gliding up and down the omega’s back, as he continues to speak out his thoughts. “I could’ve left you, someone could’ve been better than me, someone who is experienced maybe.” He bit his lips, he himself doesn’t even like the thought of someone else taking care of him. He huffs as Renjun withers in his arms at the sudden confession.

“But I couldn’t leave you, Renjun. I didn’t." He whispered. “Not when you’re in pain, and crying. I had to do something for you. So I made sure that you really did choose me, that you do trust me.”

Renjun mulls over his words, silently accepting them, thankful that Jeno kindly considers everything for him. Somehow he is able to breathe better, shoulders sagging in relief, he sends the alpha a small smile, tears drying in his eyes. 

But there’s still one thing he would like to clarify. Tentatively, he lifts a hand to check his neck. No bite marks. He frowns. “You didn’t bite me?”

Jeno blinks at him in reply. “No, I didn’t.”

"You didn’t want to?" he says, almost accusingly. He doesn’t know where his feelings of hurt are coming from, but he feels unwanted somehow for not having been bitten by the alpha. Is he undesirable? 

“Am I undesirable?” he murmurs, unaware that he said it out loud. He looks up flustered as Jeno silently lets out an airy snort.

Slightly irked, Renjun scowls at him. "What? You didn't kiss me, didn't mark me so of course, I'd think you didn't want to." Jeno continues to stare, his lips are upturned, eyes creasing in glee. 

"Renjun, I didn't do all those because you were in heat." Jeno took his hand, kneading each finger before he intertwined them. "That doesn't mean I didn't want to, nor did I regret everything.” He lifts up their adjoined hands, softly kissing the back where his birthmark is. “I respect you, Renjun. I want to do only those things when you're aware, when you're in control, when you really want to." 

“I don’t want to further take away the things you could’ve seen as precious. I wanted you to be sure.” Renjun looks at him with teary eyes, touched by his sincerity. "I do want to kiss you, mark you. But I also don't want you to regret that, just because you were in heat and—begging ." That earned him a slap on the arm. "Ow! I was serious!" He laughs as Renjun slaps him more.

The teasing subsides, but Jeno keeps a strong hold on his hand, silently watching how their fingers fit the gaps in between the other, how perfect it looks.

"Renjun…" Jeno calls to him, their eyes meeting, suddenly making him nervous. "You don't regret it right?" 

"You don't regret it? With me?" He repeats, gulping, waiting for an answer.

Renjun understands what he meant, and he hums, shaking his head, a small smile on his lips. "No, I trust you. I'm glad it's you."

And with that Jeno smiles, eyes into crescents, so endearing Renjun couldn't help himself. He leans close, dropping a kiss on his cheeks.

"Thank you, Jeno. For taking care of me."

"I'm always here for you."