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“So did it hurt?” Louis asked curiously, perched half on his feet so he could shift closer to Zayn, leaning his legs against him. He was forcibly holding his head to the side as he pressed closer to him on their sofa, eyes running over it intently.

The bite mark on his neck was a dark red, healed over like a deep scar even though it was only made a day ago. It looked similar to what Louis could only assume were deeper, older lacerations, the mark slightly swollen up against Zayn’s smooth brown skin. It muddled some of his tattoos, but Louis was pretty sure he’d always planned for that to happen when he eventually found his mate. That, or he didn’t really care.

“Kinda. But you’re like, coming at the same time, so it hurts but you’re too distracted by getting knotted and that. It’s more… overwhelming?” Zayn described, pliantly letting Louis manipulate his body around however he wanted, clearly used to his best friend not respecting his personal space in the slightest.

“Right,” Louis murmured airly, reaching his finger out and lightly brushing over the raised skin, instantly hearing a growl from the kitchen but Zayn was giggling so Louis didn’t think it was too serious.

“He hated that. Do it again,” Zayn demanded.

Louis was never one to pass up an opportunity to bother Liam, so he did one better and leaned in, gently scenting Zayn like he’d done many a time. He let his nose brush against the scar and giggled against Zayn’s neck when Liam stormed out of the kitchen, clearly swallowing a louder growl.

“Louis,” Liam berated, standing in the doorway holding a bowl in each hand which really nullified the intimidation he was going for. “You can’t just touch his bond mark like that,”

“Why not?” Louis asked innocently, looking up at him before leaning in like he was going to do it another time, practically in Zayn’s lap at this point.

“I’m allowed to scent my best friend. Just because you got your slobbery Alpha mouth all over him doesn’t mean I have to stop a long held tradition of ours,” Louis combatted, sniffing him again pointedly, just to wind Liam up, but this time he was careful to mind touching his mark.

“Of course you’re allowed to scent him,” Liam responded with a sigh, coming closer and handing them each the bowls which had Louis mildly distracted. He quickly assessed whether Liam had correctly given him the two scoops he’d asked for - with just the right amount of chocolate sauce - before looking back up at him.

“It’s just… my wolf is feeling a bit possessive over him right now, okay? And when he can’t see that it’s an omega touching the mark then he feels a bit wild. I don’t want to growl at you either,” Liam explained to Louis, and he could tell he was using his ‘kind and gentle’ tone like he always did when he was trying to corral Louis to see it his way.

Fat chance.

Louis stared back defiantly, silent for all of a few moments before reaching out to lightly touch the raised mark on Zayn’s neck again. He couldn’t help but grin evilly when he saw Liam physically shudder and grit his jaw, obviously trying hard to hold a growl in the back of his throat.

“Louis,” Liam murmured in another warning tone, but it was nowhere near his alpha voice. “Come on now, darling. Play nicely, please? We’ve had such a lovely night,” Liam asked.

“You could see I was an omega doing it,” Louis huffed, but he threw himself back on the sofa, away from Zayn, being as dramatic as if Liam had physically pulled them apart. “Fine. I’ll never interact with Z again, if that’s what you really want,” Louis insisted, instantly contradicting his own words and tucking his feet under Zayn’s thigh to keep them warm.

“You know that’s not what I’m saying,” Liam tutted, but he seemed pleased enough and turned back to the kitchen to get his own dessert.

Louis watched him leave, narrowing his eyes at his back before relaxing and looking at Zayn again.

His best friend seemed so happy, was the thing. He was proper glowing. Louis didn’t know if it was the whole bonding thing or just because he got dicked so good. He assumed it was probably the former, if he had to guess.

Objectively, he was over the moon for him. If it made Zayn happy, then it made him happy. It was just… Louis was a little protective of those he loved. And he did trust in the fact that Liam would be a good mate for Zayn, but unfortunately the whole affair meant he was being confronted with the reality of his own, very single life.

He’d not found his alpha. Not yet, at least. Some said his standards were too high but he believed that if you settled for less than you deserved you were doing yourself a disservice. He wasn’t going to put up with some obnoxious, self-entitled alpha who didn’t love him the right way just to have one on his arm and in his bed.

So he never had. Which was both a pro and a con. It meant he’d reached the ripe old age of twenty-eight and not been knotted, which was a definite con because he’d heard it was great. The counter pro was he’d not been treated poorly in a relationship. He felt his own self-preservation just had to come at that cost.

It wasn’t for lack of trying, either. He went on dates, but they just never measured up. He’d even dated betas and omegas too, just to see if he was attracted to different secondary genders. Men and women and inbetween, but none of them clicked into place in his life.

Zayn had lightly suggested that maybe Louis was looking for a storybook romance that didn’t exist. Louis suggested Zayn should keep his nose out of it if he wasn’t going to be helpful.

“So it’s true? You can feel him?” Louis asked Zayn curiously now that Liam was back out of the room, wiggling his toes under his thigh just to bother him as he spooned a mouthful of ice cream into his own gob.

“Yeah. Kind of. It’s not like… mind reading, like some people say. It’s more of an undercurrent. Somewhere near the back of my head, I can feel how he feels… it’s quite distinctly him. That’s what made it crazier, you know. Started to feel his orgasm while I was having mine, while he was biting me, was fucking nuts,” Zayn informed him, using that normal bored tone of his, even if his words were describing what could have been one of the most amazing moments of his life.

“That’s crazy,” Louis mumbled, looking down at his ice cream and mixing some of the sauce in with it. “Makes sense why you can’t keep your hands off of each other, then, if you get double the orgasms,” He added, glancing up when Liam came in again and furrowing his brow in response to his smug smile.

“Stop telling Lou about our sex life, he’ll get jealous,” Liam teased as he slid in on Zayn’s opposite side and instantly tucked him up, so much so that Louis had to move to keep his feet in their nice warm place under Zayn’s legs.

“I’m not jealous, gross,” Louis insisted, scowling at Liam as he had another bite. “Besides, you don’t need to tell me anything about it. Can fucking hear it through the walls at all hours,” Louis added, rolling his eyes when Liam’s chest puffed up more in self-satisfactory alpha pride. He could practically smell the smug in his scent.

“When are you gonna let someone have you, Lou? It’s not like you wouldn’t love it. An alpha waiting on you hand and foot, treating you like a princess. It’s your dream,” Liam questioned, feigning innocence.

It wasn’t the first time he’d asked. Louis doubted it would be the last either, since Liam was like, obsessed with him or something.

Louis often wondered if it was more to do with his own connection to Zayn, and how much time he demanded of him, and whether Liam thought he took away from their time together as a couple. It wasn’t his fault Zayn was his platonic life partner. They lived together, owned a business together, and had grown up together.

Zayn was Louis’ other half in a lot of ways, and he knew regardless of partners who might come and go, it would be him and Zayn on rocking chairs at the end of their lives, hopefully smoking up and reminding each other of the good times past.

Sometimes Louis felt like Liam was perhaps threatened by their relationship, or more likely jealous of the time spent together. But then again, now he had Zayn as his mate, he supposed he had more of a claim. He probably just wanted him off of Zayn’s back so they could spend more time having their double orgasms or whatever they did.

“If you can find me a decent alpha anywhere in the Manchester region I’ll let him bond me,” Louis shrugged, dismissive like he normally was. None of Liam’s friends had been up to par so far, so it wasn’t like he could do anything practical to help Louis’ search.

“Maybe you need to see what you’re missing,” Liam suggested.

Louis finally deigned to look at him properly instead of investigating his own bowl of ice cream, unsure what he was suggesting. He caught a look at Liam’s bowl and made a face, seeing it was some sort of smoothie mix instead of ice cream like his and Zayn’s. It probably had protein powder in it too, a whole heaped spoonful. Gross.

“And how could I see what I’m missing? I’m not going to watch you guys have sex. I can’t see you like that, Li, would be too cringe. I bet you’re so earnest with it too,” Louis insisted airly, making a disgusted face.

“No, no, not that,” Liam hastily added, shooting a worried look at Zayn like he was concerned his mate would be angry at him for inadvertently suggesting a threesome. Zayn barely reacted though, just eating more ice cream and looking his usual level of disinterested.

“I meant… I dunno. If you don’t want to have sex until you’ve found your alpha or whatever, maybe you should… experience it differently? Like on the phone, or online, or something. Then you’re not losing your virginity or anything but you can still… see what it's like a bit?”

Louis furrowed his brow, pausing the spoon halfway between the bowl and his mouth.

“I know what sex is like, Liam. I’ve watched porn,” Louis responded petulantly.

“It’s different, though. Like, really connecting with someone and sort of… hm. It’s like sport. Like playing tennis or something. You can hit a ball against a wall and practice, sure, but it’s different from playing a round with someone,” Liam tried to phrase.

“But I’m not going to love the person on the phone,” Louis rebutted a bit insolently.

“You don’t need to love someone to get off with them, Lou,” Zayn murmured this time, shrugging as he looked over at him. “You’ve tried your way, right? And it’s not worked yet. So, maybe you need to try some out of the box stuff. Like, not expecting Prince Charming to show up on your doorstep first go around?”

Louis pouted when Zayn backed Liam up, knowing somewhere deep down in his gut that he was right, but he didn’t want to admit it. He did want an alpha to call his own. He just didn’t want to let the wrong one in.

“Doesn’t mean I need to pay someone to get myself off,” Louis mumbled to his ice cream, avoiding eye contact with Zayn.

“Well maybe we start with lowering the standards on dates. If he turns up in a shirt that doesn’t match his undertones maybe we can breeze over it, yeah? If he’s your alpha you can always work your way in - then start dressing him properly,” Zayn advised, patting Liam’s chest. Liam instantly huffed at the accusation.

“What’s that meant to mean? I dressed great before we started dating,” Liam complained.

Zayn nodded, rolling his eyes in camaraderie with Louis. “Sure you did, babes,” Zayn appeased.

“I told Zayn you weren’t right for him that day you turned up in that sleeveless hoodie. Truly foul, Lima Bean,” Louis insisted, finding his feet again in the conversation now that he could deflect it onto Liam’s shortcomings.

“It was hot and raining! All the lads at the gym wear them,” Liam complained, looking between the two omegas for sympathy and not finding much.

“It was a bit ugly, baby. Shame it went missing,” Zayn pouted at him, shrugging as he went back to his ice cream. It was mere seconds before Liam staged a tickle attack on Zayn’s ribs, making him cry out and start swatting in Liam’s direction as best he could.

Louis watched on with mild interest, finishing up his own bowl and mulling over the conversation they’d had, more than he ever usually cared to.

Perhaps, they’d just caught him at a weak moment.

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Louis decided there was no point acknowledging to Liam that his suggestion swam around in his brain for days, plaguing every other thought he had. He was distracted at work, distracted at home, distracted when he was at the pub. He was caught fixating on the idea of it, but it’s not like he could actually do it.

Prior to this, he’d never even given a thought to the idea of doing something like having sex over the phone. He knew it was something couples did if one of them was travelling, sure, but paying someone? A stranger?

There was a small part of him that thought maybe Liam was right and it was the kick up the arse he’d need to actually get on and really find his alpha. He’d surely be more motivated if he knew what sex and intimacy was like, which presumably was what they’d offer? And from the safety of his bedroom no less, no risk of some rogue alpha taking advantage of him when he was just exploring his options.

Plus, Louis decided, when he did find his alpha, doing this would surely help. He’d learn all sorts of tips and tricks from this professional and be able to rock his alpha’s world. His alpha would doubt he was a virgin, probably, with how good at sex he’d be from doing it over the phone.

However tangentially all those points were related, they led him to hovering his thumb over the call button on a random Wednesday night a few days later, while Liam and Zayn were out on a date. The house was quiet, he’d had his dinner. The front door was locked and he was tucked away in his bedroom, laying on his bed with his favourite popcorn scented candle lit.

He’d got off in the past, of course. It wasn’t like his bits didn’t work or anything. He’d gotten himself through heats, even, so he knew he’d get a bit sticky and sweaty, so he’d just give this agency he’d found a call, have a bit of fun, then have his shower and go to sleep. Just like any normal person calling a phone sex line would do.

It would be fine.

Before he could psyche himself out further, he pressed call, placing his phone against his ear and wriggling in place as it dialled only once before clicking through.

His heart jack-rabbited in his chest before he realised it was a pre-recorded message, promising him any kind of fantasy with any kind of gender and secondary gender. It sounded sleazy, which made him a bit uncomfortable, and he almost hung up before a real woman spoke to him just after the pre-recorded message.

“Welcome to Sexy Vibes. Who are you looking to talk to?” She asked Louis with purr in her voice, which made him squirm but definitely not in a good way.

“Ehm,” Louis replied, instantly feeling anxious because it wasn’t like he really knew the script for these kinds of interactions. “Um, a- a male Alpha? If that’s okay?”

“Of course, baby,” She assured him, and Louis could hear some tapping in the background, like long nails on a keyboard. “Would you prefer to chat with Eddie, who’s a sex god that’ll treat you right, or Alex, who’s a possessive bad boy?”

Louis widened his eyes at the descriptors, his heart picking up faster as he plucked incessantly at his blanket.

“Ehm, the - Eddie?” Louis managed to spit out. Neither of them sounded exactly like what he was after, but he thought the bad boy might be a bit wild for a first go round. If Louis had the choice, the adjectives would have been ‘courteous’ and ‘respectful’, but maybe that’s not what people who called phone sex lines were into. At least she’d said Eddie would ‘treat him right’.

“Eddie it is, darling. Have fun,” She informed him, then Louis was instantly met with some sort of connecting clicks and beeps. After that was a bit of a corny saxophone song for all of twenty seconds before it went quiet and the call clearly connected.

“Good evening, it’s Eddie here, hope you’re feeling good and ready for some fun. Can I ask your name, and if you want to tell me, your genders?”

Louis had just managed to get his heart to calm down before it picked back up again at the sound of the alpha’s voice. It was rich and slow, almost alluring. Louis half wondered if it was slow so he could make more money per minute. Oh god, he hadn’t even thought about how this would appear on his phone bill. He’d have to hide it from Zayn when it came through at the end of the month.

“Oh, ehm, I’m - well, I’m Lou-,” Louis began, not thinking that he should maybe use a different name before his real name was half out, so he just stopped in the middle of it. “Lou, yeah, I’m Lou. And I-I’m a male omega,” Louis told this Eddie character, almost picking a hole in his duvet so he moved onto another section of fabric.

“A male omega? Amazing, darling. You know, I’m not meant to say this, but working a job like this means I talk to all sorts of genders. It’s not often I get to speak to the ones I’m genuinely attracted to,” Eddie informed him, his voice like syrup.

Louis squirmed in place, curling his toes. It was a line, he told himself, Eddie probably said that when he got female alphas calling him up too.

“Glad I could help,” Louis murmured quietly, on auto-pilot but being shocked into a grin when Eddie seemed to genuinely laugh at that.

“I’m meant to be the one helping you, Lou. Maybe you could tell me why you’ve called me up tonight?” Eddie asked him.

Louis paused for a few seconds, thinking it through before swallowing and taking a deep breath in.

“Well. I’ve been looking for an alpha for ages, and like - no offense - but it's so hard to find a good one. And I know I have high standards, but I deserve that, right? No one should settle for anything less than what they deserve, I think. All my omega friends, they’re always - well not all of them, but they’re always like ‘oh, my alpha did this, but it’s fine,’ and I think to myself, well obviously it’s not fine, otherwise you wouldn’t be complaining to me?”

“So anyway, that means - since I’m looking for my alpha, and I want to save myself for him, that I haven’t had sex before. Which I’m not embarrassed about or anything, I want to share that with my alpha when I find him, so he knows he’s the only one I’ve ever taken. But my friend - who is an alpha - so he’s probably wrong about this - he thinks that I should see what I’m missing because it might make me lower my standards,”

“Which, I suppose I could do a little. Like, yeah, maybe some are unrealistic. But anyway, he thinks if I have phone sex then I’ll see how good sex is, then… I don’t know. Maybe the next date I’ll go on, I’ll be able to look past his flaws or something? Because sex is good? I don’t know if he’s thought it through that well,” Louis admitted, finally taking a breath and then realising he had just borderline trauma dumped on poor Eddie.

Oh, well. He was paying him per minute, so it was an easy few pounds for him if nothing else.

“Wow,” Eddie replied after a few moments of silence. “Okay. Guess there’s a first time for everything, isn’t there? Never been told someone’s calling for that particular reason,” He mused, letting out another giggle, but Louis supposed it didn’t sound unkind.

“Sorry. I know it’s a lot,” Louis apologised, because he did feel a bit bad.

“No, no. I mean, people call for all different reasons. You’re just - right, okay. So, you’re calling because you want to have phone sex to see what physical sex is like?” Eddie clarified.

Louis paused for a moment before nodding, as if Eddie could see him.

“Yes, please,” Louis agreed.

“We can do that,” Eddie allowed. “What’s it going to be like, do you think? That first time with your alpha, when you find him? What would he be like?”

Louis considered that, cocking his head to the side and looking up at his ceiling.

“It would be after we’d gone on quite a few dates. He wouldn’t expect me to put out first go round or anything, of course. He’d know I wanted to be sure he was right before I let him have a go. He’d make it really special, too, because… maybe I’d give him hints, you know. Once I was sure it was going to be him. So he’d plan something. Maybe he’d take me to Paris, probably. We’d stay at a fancy hotel, then he’d take me for a expensive meal for dinner.”

“Shall I be the alpha, then? Tell you what I would do?” Eddie offered.

Louis pursed his lips suspiciously, not sure if this random alpha who worked at a phone sex call centre would be able to uphold his fantasy. But, he supposed he was paying him to try, so he shrugged.

“Okay. You can give it a go,” Louis offered.

“Thank you, Omega,” Eddie responded, the title causing Louis to curl his toes. It wasn’t like he never got called omega, it’s just the way Eddie’s mouth wrapped around it did something weird in his stomach.

“So, what I would have done is researched the best restaurants in Paris. I would have checked the menus to make sure they had food you would love, and a view of the Eiffel Tower, of course. No expense spared for my Omega. I would have fed you bites of my food, even swapped plates with you if you liked it better, but I wouldn’t have ordered too much wine because I’d want us both to be present for what we know would happen later,” Eddie told him.

Louis stayed silent, because that did sound nice, but Eddie would have to try harder.

“During the meal I would have - I booked a booth, by the way - I would have had my hand under the tablecloth. At first I would have started with my hand on your knee. I think that’s something you would let me get away with, right? Even if we weren’t having sex?”

“I think so,” Louis granted, still feeling a bit suspicious.

“Good, good. So I would have started there. As the meal went along maybe I would have brought it up higher, feeling along your thigh. By dessert I would have got it as high as I could go without actually touching you intimately,” Eddie drawled. “Would we have kissed by this point or would you have held out on that too?”

“I might have let you kiss on the third date or so. After you showed you were committed to courting me properly,” Louis decided, looking down at his own thigh and imagining a big alpha hand splayed across it, inching its way up higher across a few hours.

“Well, in that case, once we got to dessert I wouldn’t be able to get my mind off of having you. I’d have tasted you before, and I’d be desperate to have more. I’d look around, making sure no one was paying attention before I leant my nose in against your neck, just as you were having your last bite of your pudding. Crème brûlée, maybe?”

“Mousse. Chocolate mousse,” Louis corrected, but it was a bit breathy. “You’d scent me in public?”

“Only as long as I was sure no one else was looking. You’d be mine to scent, right? If we were about to have sex, then you’d be sure I was your alpha. I’d squeeze your thigh at the same time, barely letting my nose brush your skin but close enough to get a good breathful. Bet you’d smell so sweet for me. Even sweeter, right? Because you’d be anticipating it. I reckon I’d be able to tell the difference, smell the low-lying arousal,”

Louis parted his lips, feeling stirring low in his gut. There was something about Eddie’s voice - it was hypnotising - and despite Louis’ reservations, he seemed to know just what to say.

“My friend says I smell like strawberries,” Louis admitted quietly.

“Beautiful, Omega. Strawberries and chocolate mousse, hm? I’d kiss you on the cheek, just once, because I wouldn’t want my omega getting too turned on in public. Not where other people could smell it on you. I’d want to save that delicious smell for me. Just for me, because you’ve been so dedicated to saving yourself for tonight, right? No one else knows what you smell like when you’re wet.”

The way Eddie pronounced wet had the sharp ‘t’ sound echoing through Louis’ brain.

“They don’t, no. You’d be the first,” Louis explained, still equally as quiet.

“Good, that’s good. Once we were finished and I’d paid the bill I’d get us a car back to our hotel. We’d have walked to the restaurant, I think, enjoying the sights, but I’d be too desperate to have you to waste time on the way back. My hand would stay on your thigh though, letting you know I was still thinking about you. What would you be wearing?”

Louis moved his own hand to his thigh, splaying it out as if it was anywhere near an alpha sized one. He squeezed himself lightly, looking at the divots he made from the pressure. He was just in his comfy shorts, so his bare skin was on display. It was more than what Eddie would see in their car ride home.

“Tailored trousers. Black, probably, I think. I have a really good bum so I need to get them tailored, since I’m a bit shorter. And a… maybe a black button up? Silk?” Louis answered.

He heard Eddie make a small noise, almost like a possessive alpha huff that had his stomach stirring and his cock starting to perk up. Even if Eddie was putting it on, the idea that he was getting him aroused at the thought of what they were talking about had his inner omega preening.

“You’d look so stunning. I’d be so tempted to play, just a little, see if I could get your nipples hard through your pretty silk shirt. Just in the car though. Do you think they’d get hard if I scented you again, maybe gave you a kiss on your spot?” Eddie asked.

Louis inhaled sharper at the idea of Eddie kissing over where an alpha would bond him one day, knowing that was something couples did but the idea seemed extremely erotic to him. When he scented platonically with other omegas like his sisters or with Zayn there was no kissing, and at most a light brush of the nose over that very sensitive spot on his neck.

Having an alpha kiss right on it might turn him into mush.

“Maybe,” Louis admitted, biting his bottom lip and squirming again.

“Are your nipples hard now thinking about it?” Eddie questioned.

Louis looked down at his body, seeing his nipples were hard, sticking up through his t-shirt. His cheeks blushed red even though Eddie couldn’t see him.

“Yes, they are,” Louis told him.

“Good Omega,” Eddie praised.

Louis started to whine but cut himself off, his inner omega practically clawing at him to go and hunt this alpha down who was being so lovely to him and painting such a nice fantasy; then praising him on top of all that.

Louis had to mentally push it down, his rational mind knowing it was just Eddie’s job, and his omega would have to accept that.

“Once we arrive back at the hotel I’d sweep you through the lobby, past the doorman. I think it would be quite a regal place, right? All golds and sculpted mouldings on the wall. I’d get you in the elevator and up to our room as fast as I could without rushing you. I’d open the door and let you go first, so you could see what I’d set up,”

“Earlier in the day, before our dinner, I would have told you I forgot something in the room and popped you in one of the stores in the hotel lobby. Maybe a jewellery store so I could get you something nice when I came back down. When I was up in the room, I would have laid rose petals leading from the door all the way to the king bed. I would have put a few more on there, in a heart shape, and made sure everything else was tidy,”

“So then, when you walk in after our dinner, you’ll get to see it for the first time. I’d have the lamps on but pretty dim, so you could still see out the windows and see the Eiffel Tower sparkling just for you, along with the rest of Paris,”

Louis whined again but didn’t cut himself off this time, feeling like he couldn’t have come up with what Eddie was saying, even in a fantasy in his head. It just sounded so romantic, so perfect.

“Would you like that, Omega? Heard your pretty whine for me.”

Louis nodded, feeling the start of slick in his hole. Nothing came out, but he knew what the beginning of his arousal felt like.

“Yeah. It sounds beautiful. Perfect,” Louis explained to him, almost wanting to say it was very rare he gave out compliments like that but decided against it.

“Good, Omega. I’m glad you like it. It would be all for you,” Eddie explained. His voice was still steady and syrupy, and it had Louis wondering how turned on he was too, if at all. He liked to think he was but he wasn’t sure of the reality of that when it was his job to do so. It would surely be impossible to get off every time you had a call.

“Maybe you’d wander over to look at the bed, or the window to look at the view. I’d lock the door so we were safe, before coming over to you. I’d allow myself to press close now. Now that I had you all alone. I’d feel your arse against my crotch and I’d want to rush it, tear all your clothes off and have you, but I wouldn’t,”

“I’d be patient, I’d look after you. Despite how hungry I was, I’d know it was your first time. Our first time, right? So I’d want it to be perfect for you. So maybe I’d reach around you first, hug you from behind and give you some proper kisses on your neck, both sides. Would you let me lick over your spot? Put my scent on you?”

Louis squirmed at the thought of having his neck licked, feeling his cock perk up almost fully. He didn’t want to touch it yet, though, so he rolled on his side and scrambled to get a pillow between his legs to relieve the pressure.

“Yes, I would. I’d want you to. I’d submit my neck,” Louis insisted.

Louis felt the first rush of slick come out his hole when he heard Eddie growl possessively down the line. It almost sounded like he hadn’t meant to do it, but Louis was sure that he was a professional and everything was intentional.

“Then I’d lick over it, Omega. You’d look so pretty, submitting for me. Trusting me not to bite down on you and claim you right there and then. Seeing you submit would make me start to get hard. You’d feel it against your arse, I’d want to press against you more firmly,”

“I would also start to untuck your shirt from your trousers. I wouldn’t want to get anything messy, your nice clothes, so I’d start to unbutton it from the bottom. My hands would graze against your belly and eventually, once I got up to the top, I’d brush them lightly over your chest—my thumbs over your nipples while I suck a mark just near your spot as a promise,”

“Then, I’d guide it off of your shoulders and lay it carefully over the back of a seat - so it didn’t wrinkle - before focussing back on you. I’d run my hands all over your torso, feeling you out for the first time while my mouth keeps exploring your neck. Are you hard, Omega?”

Louis felt shocked when Eddie addressed him directly, nodding again to no one.

“Yes, Alpha. I’m hard,” Louis replied, shifting so his dick was trapped a bit more comfortably in his clothes against the pillow.

“My name sounds so good in your mouth, Omega. Your alpha. I’d have to check you were hard, just to make sure, so I’d slowly run my hand down your tummy, down past your waistband until I could feel you out through your trousers. I bet you’ve got the prettiest little omega cock. Do you, darling?”

“It’s-” Louis stammered, rocking his hips forward into the pillow before shoving his free hand between it and himself and grabbing a handful. An alpha might be able to get most of his cock and balls in one hand if they cupped it, but for him it spilled out of the grip.

“It would fit in your hand,” Louis decided, because the idea of it turned him on.

“I bet it would, angel. That’s the perfect size. I’d use my hips to press against your arse more, letting you rock into my hand and then back on the press of my cock. All over your clothes, just so I could get your a bit worked up. What underwear are you wearing, Omega?”

Louis rocked against his hand, wishing he had an alpha cock to rock his arse back against. His inner instinct to get it wet with his slick was starting to take over, like when he was in heat. He briefly wondered if Eddie would expect him to say panties, like some male omegas wore, but he wasn’t that kind of guy.

“I-I’d - I wear boxer briefs. Probably black.”

“So sexy, Omega,” Eddie echoed, his voice a moan. It rocked through Louis’ body, his hole clenching to be filled but he made no moves to help himself. “Would you let me rub my cock against them? Feel your slick dampening them? I’d have to move so quickly to get my trousers and your trousers down, but I’d need it. Need to be closer to you,”

Louis cried out a small moan, squeezing his cock to try and stave off how close he felt. He removed his hand entirely, rolling over on his tummy in an instinct to present and stuffing the pillow underneath him so he could maintain the friction.

“Please, Alpha. Want you to do that, please?” Louis murmured, voice muffled at first from shoving his face into the bed as he rocked his hips forward and back, his slick smearing around from his hole onto his perineum and his balls, making a proper mess of his underwear.

“Anything for you, my Omega,” Eddie answered him. “It’d feel so amazing, once I finally had my cock pressed against your arse. The smell would be intoxicating too. I’d be fighting my alpha to claim you right then and there, pull your boxers down and slide inside your hole. My hole, right? All mine because you’re my pretty little virgin Omega,”

“I wouldn’t, though. Because it wouldn’t be about me. It’d be about you, making you feel good. I’d want to make you come at least three times before I even got my dick in you. So, instead, what I’d do is slide my hand down into the back of your underwear. I’d squeeze your arse cheek, pull it aside before swiping my fingers through your wetness, against your hole. I’d pull them out again and wipe your scent on my spot before greedily getting a taste because I’d be desperate to try you. You-”

Louis cut Eddie off quite abruptly with a loud moan as he came in his shorts, his hole clenching erratically as his cock spurted against the fabric of his underwear, still rocking near manically against the pillow. He whined and shuddered through his orgasm, panting through it and having absolutely no thoughts until he started to come back to reality.

His bottom half was a sticky, comey, slicky mess in his underwear. He was still humping the pillow, which he put a stop to, and his hand was clutching the phone. Louis blinked a few times as he heard Eddie’s voice filter back into his ear.

“Did you just come for me, Omega? You’re such a good boy, Lou. Did you-” Eddie spoke, but Louis cut him off with a small, embarrassed yelp and scrambled to hit the end call button. He tossed his phone away onto a pile of clothes he had in the corner of his room, his heart racing at what he’d just done and feeling a weird combination of embarrassment mixed with post orgasm bliss.

It was just like getting himself off, he told himself. No different to watching porn, or reading a raunchy novel, or imaging a hot alpha in his mind palace. Nothing more than that.

It took a few long moments to shake himself off and get up from his bed, eyeing his phone warily before heading straight for the bathroom for a shower of shame. Or a shower of confusion, maybe. It wasn’t actually a shameful thing he did. He just - he felt weird about it and couldn’t place his finger on it.

One thing was for sure, he definitely wouldn’t be telling Liam and Zayn about it.

. ₊˚ ☎︎₊˚✧

There was no real reason to call Eddie back.

It had just been an experiment, a silly idea of Liam’s that didn’t really mean anything. He tried it, and it was fine, and now? It was over.

The only reason Eddie’s voice would pop into his mind while he was at work was because it was something new to him. Like a catchy new song. Not even that catchy, really, just… something new that got stuck in his head.

And if it plagued him while he made his dinner, commuted to work, or when he was playing FIFA with Zayn then… that was hardly Louis’ business. It was probably his omega, trying to cause trouble because it was desperate to be bonded or knotted or what have you. Louis wished he could convince the little wolf in his chest that he was just trying to look after him by keeping his standards high.

The only small thing was, though, he was just a tiny bit rude. Hanging up on Eddie, that is. He wasn’t sure what the normal routine was for engaging in these kinds of services but he couldn’t imagine saying a cordial goodbye was outside of the realm of possibility.

Louis wasn’t a rude omega by any means, his mother didn’t raise him like that.

So maybe that was why he had the same phone sex line number up on his phone as he’d called the night he’d talked to Eddie, only four nights later.

He’d just call him, apologise for being rude and that would be that. Louis could bury the whole thing and never think of it again. It could be a funny story he told his alpha, maybe, in like ten years time or something.

As he pressed the button and it went through the motions he got a little rush of adrenaline that he instantly tried to stamp down in his chest. There was no need to be excited, no need for his wolf to perk up. He was just apologising, nothing more.

“Welcome to Sexy Vibes. Who are you looking to talk to?” A woman asked. She sounded pretty similar to the last one, not that Louis had taken that much notice.

“Ehm, is Eddie available?” Louis asked, fiddling with his duvet again before shaking his head and smoothing it out. No need to be nervous. He was just apologising.

“Sure, sugar. Putting you through,” She informed him.

Louis swallowed thickly, his blood thumping behind his forehead before the sexy music clicked off and Eddie answered.

“Good evening, it’s Eddie here, hope you’re feeling good and ready for some fun. Can I ask your name, and if you want to tell me, your genders?” Eddie asked.

Louis was pretty sure that was verbatim what he’d said last time. That’s good. All run of the mill, then, reinforcing that this was just a job to Eddie. A job he did often, probably, so Louis’ omega had no reason to start feeling the stirs of an attachment to him.

“Ehm, it’s - it’s Lou. I rung a few days ago?” Louis responded, clearing his throat to continue before Eddie cut him off.

“Lou! I was hoping you’d call again,” Eddie responded. If Louis was an optimist Eddie would sound pretty convincing, but he knew it had to be another line. Louis couldn’t blame him.

“You hung up on me, Omega. I hope everything was okay. You can always tell me if it wasn’t. I mean, it’s kind of like physical sex in that way, you know? Can stop me at any point, tell me if you didn’t like something I said or if you want something different, it’s all about you feeling good.”

Louis was stunned silent for a few seconds, not having expected that at all. He blinked, fish-mouthing before finding some words.

“Oh, ehm, well - no, no. You were - ehm, like, you were great, really,” Louis admitted, opening the little box in his brain he’d packed the whole experience away into and allowing himself to live in that moment, just for a few seconds.

He’d told himself it didn’t pay to think about the actual specifics of what went on, in fact he hadn’t even touched himself since it had happened, just in case his mind wandered back to Eddie’s scene for them. His future alpha didn’t need competition.

“That’s good, Lou. I’m glad to hear that,” Eddie responded, sounding quite genuinely smiley. “I enjoyed our call too. Are you looking to continue it tonight?” Eddie offered.

“Oh! Well, I wasn’t - I was actually,” Louis stammered, taking a deep breath before centering himself and trying again. “I was just ringing to apologise. For hanging up on you. It was rude of me and I should have said goodbye first.”

The line was silent for a few moments before Eddie spoke up again.

“That’s okay, Omega. You don’t need to apologise to me. Truly. Don’t worry about it,” Eddie insisted.

Louis breathed out a little sigh of relief, nodding and biting on his bottom lip as he went back to fiddling with the hem of his duvet. He was silent for a few seconds before closing his eyes in defeat.

“Maybe we could continue? If it’s okay with you,” Louis asked before he could stop himself, but once it was out, he realised he didn’t really want to stop himself.

“Of course, Omega. I’d love to continue,” Eddie answered quickly.

So Louis continued.

. ₊˚ ☎︎₊˚✧

Louis continued to continue two or three times every week, for the next month.

Was it a pain in his wallet? Absolutely. Was it messing with his omega’s attachment issues? Completely.

Was it worth it?

Apparently so, because he couldn’t stop himself from calling every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday at around the same time. Those were the nights Eddie worked. He could potentially work more, of course, but Louis wasn’t chancing finding out and adding yet another night to his roster.

It was already becoming difficult to beg off of social plans with his meek excuses, his mind too preoccupied with talking to an alpha about all the sexy things he was going to do to him. In graphic detail. Very graphic detail.

The problem was Eddie was kind of made perfectly for him. The rational part of his brain knew it was because it was his job, he was sure Eddie would play a perfect submissive if that was what the caller wanted, but there was just something about it that felt so… real. So earnest.

There was at least once or twice where Louis was sure he’d heard the sounds of Eddie getting himself off, unless he liked to throw a ‘stroking his wet cock’ noise in for authenticity. It was the way Eddie spoke to him too, claiming him as his omega and sounding so protective.

It had Louis in bits. He knew it wasn’t healthy to get this attached to someone who was just doing his job, but… he couldn’t help himself.

The little omega wolf in his chest or his brain or wherever it lived was truly addicted, and Louis couldn’t help himself but be a slave to that. Maybe he was a bit addicted too.

It was just another mundane day at the music store he owned with Zayn that had him considering whether Eddie had brown or blonde hair when he started to feel slightly flush in his cheeks. Thinking about Eddie usually had that effect, though, so he didn’t think too much of it until he was taking his jumper off and wandering over to look at the temperature the store was set to, finding it was the usual temperate setting.

“You warm?” Louis asked Zayn absently, since he was nearby and working on something at the computer.

“No,” Zayn muttered back, obviously pausing before looking Louis over properly. “Are you warm?”

“No,” Louis answered petulantly, feeling his own forehead as if to check before sighing when it felt hot even to his own touch.

“When are you due on?” Zayn responded. Louis didn’t like the urgency in his voice, not wanting to feel stressed out when it was probably just some wacky hormonal thing.

“Not for ages,” Louis insisted, but he was grabbing his phone to check his app that let him track his heats. He was notoriously bad at it, though, never really remembering when it was coming up. He really needed to put those notifications on.

When the calendar came up and showed it was due to start within the next few days he sighed, rubbing his face and showing Zayn.

“Fucking hell, Lou. Have you got anything? Do you want me to call Li to help you get home?”

Louis whined a bit, almost feeling like stomping his foot because he hated that this happened every three months and he was somehow expected to be prepared every time. He didn’t even have an alpha! What was the point in a heat if he had no one to mate with?

“No, I’ll take a car. On the Omega app, before you start,” Louis muttered, interjecting before Zayn could tell him all about the dangers of Alpha Uber drivers. “And I’ll just… I dunno, I’ll order some shit. If you could just leave it outside my door,”

“Louis,” Zayn chastised, rolling his eyes. Louis supposed he deserved it. “I’ll get you some stuff after work, yeah? Get yourself a big bottle of water and lock the door when you get home, okay?”

Louis felt properly mothered, if a little patronised. Ultimately, it was his own fault for somehow forgetting yet again that his body had functions and apparently they came around every three months like clockwork - despite how much he tried to ignore it.

He did lean in when Zayn offered him a cuddle though, snuggling up close for some physical affection. As he ordered his ride he turned his head for a hit of Zayn’s scent to soothe himself down. He could always smell a hint of Liam on him, now, but he was getting used to it.

“Did you forget because you’ve been distracted by something lately?” Zayn asked him while they waited for his car to come and Louis was just glad they didn’t have any customers. Thankfully, midday Thursday was never often rush hour for someone looking to buy a new tambourine or strings for their guitar.

“I’ve not been distracted,” Louis mumbled against his neck, feeling the sides of Zayn’s body slowly and closing his eyes.

“So contrary, babes,” Zayn murmured to him. “You can tell me, you know, whatever it is.”

“I know,” Louis replied, sighing and taking one last big whiff of his scent before pulling back to look him in the eyes. “I will. After my heat, yeah?” Louis decided, because he was hardly going to spill his guts about his Eddie dilemma right now.

“Alright,” Zayn agreed, nodding at him before leaning in to gently sniff around Louis, a bit more objectively. “You don’t smell too strong of it yet. Go straight inside, okay? You’ve got your keys?”

“Yes, Mum,” Louis complained, jingling his backpack enough to hear them rattle. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Bye, brat,” Zayn responded, wandering him over to the door, then following him to the car before he finally retreated. Louis rolled his eyes but he felt warm inside at how protective his friend was being. What the hell was Zayn gonna do anyway if a wayward alpha tried to get him between the door of their store and the car? Knock him over the head?

Upon second thought, he actually probably would. Louis let the mental image of that amuse him for most of the ride home until he was safely inside of their flat with the door locked and a big bottle of water on his bedside table, as requested.

It still felt like he wasn’t quite there yet, so he decided to take a long shower. He washed his hair and spent time making sure he was very clean. He was about to get messy as anything, so at least if he started off tidy it wouldn’t feel as bad so soon.

Once he was done he towelled off but didn’t bother getting dressed, instead gathering quite a few fresh towels, and some linens - though he didn’t often bother changing the bed until right near the end. He was quite lucky now, in his adulthood he usually only had a three day heat, unlike his unpredictable adolescence where it could be anywhere up to five.

He’d heard that when you spent it with an alpha it could be as short as one day, a mere twenty-four hours. That was another reason to lower his standards, he supposed, because getting his heat over and done with quicker would be nothing short of a blessing.

As he pottered around his room and arranged his bed he started to feel the first proper sign of his heat stirring in his belly. A warm arousal, radiating out and filling his cock nice and steadily. He started to slick up too, so he figured now was as good of a time as any to get out his heat-aids and pop them close to his bed.

Over the years he’d collected a few toys that seemed to help him, including a knotting dildo that usually did the trick and a few vibrators for when his hole was too sore to take something so big. He fished around until he found his small vibrating plug, usually liking to start off with that so he could get a few orgasms from his dick first. The urge to be stuffed full only grew with time.

Louis felt another wave of heat crash over him as he crawled into his bed, letting out a little whimper before squirming around onto his back. He ran the plug between his cheeks to get it wet before sliding it inside of himself with minimal resistance, shuffling around to get comfortable before letting out a huff.

It was at this point he’d normally wrap his hand around his cock and start to stroke, but something felt… off. He shook his hands out to try and dispel the feeling, running one lightly over his cock and feeling it twitch back against the pressure, deciding it was a good sign so he started to aimlessly play with himself, just taking it slow despite the burning in his belly.

His inner omega felt like it was clawing at his chest, but when he tried to please it by working himself up to coming, it almost seemed to act more desperate, like it just wasn’t good enough.

He’d never really felt like this before. He moved around on his bed a few more times to try and find a comfier position, attempting to dispel it that way. Maybe if he put some porn on or something, that might help him get started? He was getting warmer by the minute, but something was stopping him from achieving those first few easy orgasms that properly sent him under.

Louis grabbed his phone, heading for his browser before pausing when he saw the bright green phone app that he usually pressed just before he dialled Eddie’s number in. He was the only one he didn’t contact via some other messenger platform, so when his brain caught up with what he was staring at, he felt a rush of slick try to get past the plug he’d put in.

His omega seemed to sing, compelling him to press the button but he ignored it and opened the browser instead, typing in what he normally would. Well, what he used to type in. He supposed he hadn’t watched porn since he’d been talking to Eddie, but there wasn’t any need when he gave him enough fantasy to last any little wank sessions in between their calls.

Eddie had really painted them quite the imaginary life. He’d talked them through their first time, and then once they’d worked that one out, they’d moved on to other holidays they might take together and what Eddie would do to him. Just recently Louis had worked up the courage to contribute a bit with Eddie’s encouragement. Suggesting things he might do or how he would respond. Eddie seemed to like it, or at least, he hadn’t blocked his calls yet.

As Louis scrolled through he sighed, not finding any alpha on here that looked like how he imagined Eddie to look. Plus, he always found it a lot harder to find videos where the alpha was kind and gentle with the omega, which was more what he enjoyed watching. Eventually, he came across one that looked okay so he clicked on it and started to gently touch his cock again.

He stroked himself slowly as he kept his eyes on the video and tried to keep Eddie out of his mind, wiping his hand around the base of the plug to get some slick so he could glide across his cock with less resistance.

The alpha and omega on screen seemed quite sweet, an amateur couple but when the omega got down on his knees to service the alpha, Louis whined frustratedly. It wasn’t like he was against doing that, he of course had that innate need to please an alpha too. It was just… why was that first? He wanted the omega to get pampered, get worshipped - like he deserved.

He huffed and locked his phone, whining and thrashing his body a few times to try and shake the feeling of being so fussy and delicate and frustrated. He tried to empty his brain of all thoughts, attempting meditation for all of three seconds before picking his phone back up, unlocking it and navigating to call Eddie before he could second guess it.

Louis would just get his heat started with him. If Eddie was even working this early. It was normally later in the day that Louis called him, so maybe Eddie wouldn’t be available. Then he could just forget about it all and get on with his heat knowing that he’d tried.

He waited impatiently with his other hand still on his cock as the phone rang through, before he was given the usual greeting.

“Welcome to Sexy Vibes. Who are you looking to talk to?”

“Eddie, please,” Louis said, trying to be assertive but unfortunately he was pretty sure he just came across desperate.

“Eddie’s not on for another half hour, darlin’. Can I interest you in anyone else?” The woman informed him.

Louis had to bite his bottom lip to stop the loud whine that wanted to come out of his mouth, shaking his head as if she could see before taking a deep breath to control himself.

“No, thank you. I’ll call back. D-don’t, - I’ll call back so don’t book him, okay? I promise,” Louis insisted to the nameless woman that seemed to always answer his calls. He figured he was paying them so much money she could at least do him this favour.

“Sure, love. He’ll be on at five, so call back then,” She told him.

“Thank you,” Louis mumbled, hanging up and letting out a frustrated cry, rolling around onto his front to see if grinding his hips down would make him feel any better.

The next half an hour passed agonisingly slowly. Louis managed to get one pitiful orgasm out of himself, but it wasn’t anywhere near as satisfying as it should be. At this point, he felt physically worse than he normally would - all pent up and too warm, but with no relief and it was driving him nuts.

His omega was going stir-crazy as well, and Louis was thankful the heat was fuzzing his brain up enough that he could ignore how attached his omega was to this alpha he’d never met. He just knew he needed to satiate it - and himself - otherwise this was going to be an unbearable heat.

At five p.m. on the dot he redialled the same number, getting through and breathing a sigh of relief when his new friend instantly patched him through to Eddie’s line once she realised who it was. He rolled around onto his knees with his arse up in the air, his dick hard between his legs and just brushing against the towel beneath him as he pressed the speakerphone button so he could have his hands free.

“Good evening, it’s Ed-”

“Alpha,” Louis interrupted, but he couldn’t help it when he heard Eddie’s voice. Something close to tranquility washed over him instantly, his body reacting just to a handful of words. It almost made him more desperate, but the calm his omega felt melted away the tenseness in his muscles.

“Lou? What’s up, love? It’s a bit early for you,” Eddie responded, sounding a touch concerned. Louis was completely ready to believe the fantasy that it was genuine right now.

“My heat’s starting,” Louis told him quietly, shivering when he heard the responding growl and feeling slick drip from his hole despite the plug sitting so snuggly inside of him.

“Are you at home? Are you safe?” Eddie questioned. Louis squirmed as a dollop of slick ran between his cheeks and over his balls, then slowly down his cock.

“Yes, Alpha, I’m safe. I’m home. I just need you,” Louis responded, pressing his cheek against his bedding and whining, gripping the towel he’d laid out and feeling helpless to do anything without his Alpha saying so.

“Fuck,” Eddie muttered, which was very unlike him. It sounded a bit flustered. Eddie was always in control, normally, so Louis just whined in response. He calmed when he heard Eddie give him an Alpha rumble in the back of his throat, clearly trying to settle him.

“It’s okay, Omega. I have you. It’s alright. We’ll work this out,” Eddie assured him which set him at ease again. “You said once you have toys, right? You’ve got something to help you through it?”

“Yes Alpha. My plugs in. And I have a knot dildo, b-but I don’t - it’s too much at the start,” Louis admitted to him quietly, voice muffled against his sheets.

“Of course, Omega. Gotta relax a little first, right? Take the edge off. Have you come yet?” Eddie questioned, sounding like he was getting a hold of himself again.

“Once, but it was shit,” Louis admitted, giggling some when he heard Eddie let out a huff of surprised laughter.

“Well let's get a good one then, yeah? Can’t have my Omega having shit orgasms,” Eddie told him. Louis’ omega practically wanted to orgasm just from being called his Omega in the first place. “Do you want me to talk about one of our trips? Or we could just talk about… about your heat, right now? Maybe if I was there?” Eddie offered.

“I-I,” Louis stammered, whining again before nodding. “If you were here. How you’d help.”

They’d not properly talked in that way before. Eddie was good with his words and creating scenarios, but they very rarely talked about what was actually happening in the moment. Louis found it somewhat embarrassing to tell Eddie if he was touching himself. He’d at least stopped hanging up on him straight afterwards.

“Of course, god, if I was there…” Eddie began, trailing off before there were some shuffling noises. “I’ll spare you the details on how I’d prepare and make sure you were safe, because you sound pretty desperate Omega, but just know I would. The house would be stocked and secure for you,”

“But you… if I came home from work to find you in heat? I bet I’d be able to smell it the minute I get in the house, right? Be able to follow my nose right up to your bedroom. How are you positioned right now? What am I walking into?” Eddie asked him curiously.

“I’m… I’m naked, and ehm, on my knees. With my plug. And um, my bum’s facing- facing the door, I guess,” Louis explained, curling his toes tightly at the responding noise Eddie made.

“Presenting for me? Baby,” Eddie gushed. “You’re so good. My dick would have been fattening up as soon as I knew what was going on, but walking in on that? Would have got me hard in an instant. I’d get dizzy, all my blood rushing to my cock,”

“Alpha,” Louis whined, rocking a little bit and squirming.

“I got you, Omega. It’s okay. Are you playing with your cock?” Eddie reassured.

“N-no, not yet. I mean I did, but -” Louis babbled, starting to vibrate with need. That was more like it.

“Get your hand nice and wet with your slick please, baby. Want you to be nice and gentle to start with, okay? Can’t have your poor cock getting sore when you’ve barely even started your heat,” Eddie instructed.

Louis moved to reslick his hand in the mess he was making around his plug, coating it more thoroughly than he normally would and feeling his cock twitch in anticipation.

“It’s wet, Alpha,” Louis informed him.

“Good, Omega. Now I want you to wrap your hand around your dick and just stroke down for me, okay? Then take it off and stroke down again. Need to milk an orgasm out of you first since you’re being a good little Omega and presenting so nicely for your Alpha.”

Louis moaned at the first swipe of his hand, having no idea why it felt so good when just minutes earlier the touch of his own hand was making him almost recoil.

“There you go. Think that’s what I’d do first, actually, if I was there. Give you a little scent to calm you down but get you to come for me while I’m still dressed. I’d need to go slowly with you, wouldn’t I? Not used to having an alpha around for your heat, it’ll be a transition.”

Louis nodded in agreement, closing his eyes as he imagined Eddie walking right in, coming over in presumably his work slacks and a smart button up, getting close to scent him but then just making him touch himself. It made his cock throb just at the thought.

“Yeah, Alpha, but I would need you,” Louis argued quietly, still just stroking his cock downwards and moving his other hand up to his mouth to nibble on his knuckle to keep him distracted.

“You’d have me, baby. I’d look after you. While you’re milking yourself I’d stroke over your back, kiss your bum gently and tell you how good you are. I’d use my free hand to spread your slick around a bit first, just over your cheeks to make them nice and wet before getting your pretty little balls wet too,”

“Can you reach to squeeze them for me Omega? At the same time as you're playing with your cock. Can keep your hand on yourself now, like you’re getting off normally, but I need you to squeeze firmer on the downward stroke. Yeah?” Eddie instructed.

Louis nodded, wiggling to get both of his hands between his legs so he could get a hold of his balls. He moaned as he squeezed them firmly, his hand speeding up now he was allowed his up and down motions and feeling a little dribble of precome leak out.

“Feels so nice, Alpha,” Louis moaned, squirming around and starting to pant.

“Good, Omega. You know what I think could do it for this round? I think all I’d need to do would be to lean in close, give you a peck on the cheek before licking and nipping on your spot on your neck,” Eddie decided.

Just as Eddie described it, Louis cried out and came against his towel, stroking himself through it and clenching his hole around the plug on instinct.

“You did so well for me, angel,” Eddie praised, Louis drawing in a shaky breath as he kept touching himself through it before letting his hands fall away, his cock barely softening at all. “Did that feel better than the other one?”

“Loads better,” Louis admitted dreamily, rocking his hips a little bit against nothing. “Thank you, Alpha,”

“That’s okay, Omega,” Eddie answered, pausing for a few seconds. “Do you want another?”

“Yes, yes, please, I need another. So then you can knot me,” Louis insisted. “I can turn my plug on?”

“Turn it on? Baby, didn’t know it was that kind of plug,” Eddie responded, his voice sounding awed. “Go ahead, honey. Can that make you come without touching anything?”

“Usually, yes,” Louis responded, both because it was the truth and Eddie seemed to be into that.

“Perfect. Can you get on your back for me please, Omega? So you’re comfy? That’s what I’d want next, if I was there. I’d lay down next to you - probably would have taken my shirt off at this point, maybe my trousers just enough to have my cock out. Wouldn’t be touching you properly though, yet. Once I start I wouldn’t be able to stop, and I’d want to see this.”

Louis moved around until he was on his back, making a face when his arse landed in the puddle of his come he’d just made. He slid his pointer and middle finger in his mouth to suck on before deciding he could do one better and grabbed the knotting dildo, laying that near his head to suck on intermittently instead.

“I’d wanna show you, Alpha. Be good for you,” Louis admitted quietly. “I’m on my back.”

“You’re already so good for me. Thank you, Omega,” Eddie insisted agreeably. “Can you get your knees up to your chest? Maybe hold the backs of your thighs, so you’re nice and spread, then get that plug on. Is your sweet cock pointing up at your belly?”

Louis did as he was told, guiding his cock so it rested neatly, pointing towards his bellybutton as he got his legs up and folded.

“Yeah, Alpha. Can get my stomach messy for you,” Louis admitted, reaching between his legs to press the button at the base of the toy and crying out when it instantly rumbled to life, arching his back.

“Fuck. You sound so hot, Lou,” Eddie rushed to say, Louis turning his head to lick the tip of his dildo as if it was Eddie’s to reward him.

“Are you touching yourself?” Louis forced himself to ask after a few seconds, breathing out a sigh of relief as Eddie grunted at him in an alpha way.

“Yes,” He answered clearly, waiting for a beat before adding: “Is that okay?”

“Yes, Alpha. Want you to. I-I turn you on enough?”

“Christ,” Eddie breathed, sounding more worn out than he ever did. “You have no fucking idea, Omega.”

Louis preened at that information, his inner Omega practically trotting around in smug circles hearing the Alpha he considered his was turned on by him.

“Want you to knot me. W-with, I’ll use the toy, but- I want you,” Louis managed to garble out, almost getting cut off by Eddie’s affirmations.

“Of course. Of course, Omega. I’d love to. Need you to come one more time then I’ll knot you,” Eddie answered him. “Does it - is there a suction bottom? Want to knot you from behind.”

“Yes,” Louis noted, letting go of one of his thighs to check that it was still there as if someone could have swiped and replaced it. He turned it over in his hand, breathing a little harshly as he neared a second orgasm before setting it in between his knees so it rested on his chest and his stomach. “Can stick it on my headboard,”

“That’s perfect, Omega,” Eddie praised. “I’d not be able to stop myself at this point, I just know it. I’d leave the plug in but I’d have to get down between your legs and lick up any of your slick that’s come out. It’s getting past the plug, right? You’re too wet?”

“Yeah, Alpha, I am,” Louis explained. “My towels are soaked already.”

“Fuck,” Eddie responded. “Wouldn’t be if I was there. I would have licked it all up, kept it clean. None of your slick would go to waste, honey. Too precious. Your come, too. Any Alpha should be on his knees for you, begging for a taste. I would be.”

Louis moaned at the imagery of an alpha on his knees for him instead of vice versa, surprising himself when he shot up his belly with a bit less come than he had in his last orgasm, but it barely mattered with how slick his hole got.

“Alpha,” Louis whined during his orgasm, arching his back again and moaning more gutturally when the vibe pressed on his prostate more. “Need your knot, please?”

“Need your hole, Omega. You’re gonna gush when you take your plug out, right?” Eddie questioned.

“Yeah, always d-do,” Louis mumbled, feeling the really fuzzy edges of his heat start to come in. He knew once he knotted he’d tip properly into that space where he was barely aware of what he was doing or what was going on, his Omega taking the wheel.

“Kneel over my cock and take it out. Get my cock wet so I can fuck you. Drag your hole over it, Omega. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, Alpha, I can,” Louis agreed, moving much more frantically around until he was kneeling up and placing the dildo beneath him, on top of the towel.

“If I was there, I’d want you to do that but over my face. Wanna drown in your hole, Omega. Lick you until you’re coming dry,” Eddie admitted as Louis cried out at the imagery. There was something so different about this call, even aside from the fact that Louis was in heat.

It seemed like Eddie was indulging a lot more too, and the idea it was reciprocal had Louis more turned on than ever as he slipped the vibe out of his hole and turned it off, making sure to get most of his stored up slick across the toy as it oozed out his hole.

“Alpha. Your cock feels so good. I need it,” Louis informed him, dragging his hole over it like he’d said, whimpering at the small ridges in the design as they stimulated his now desperate hole.

“You’re gonna get it, honey. Once it’s ready, get in position for me, okay? Let me know when I can fuck into you,” Eddie coaxed him.

Louis indulged in grinding for just a few more moments before fiddling around to get it stuck at the right height - an art he practiced many a heat ago - and turning himself around to line up. He swiped his phone closer to his mouth, letting out a small Omega chirp to let Eddie know he was close to ready and wriggling at the low rumble he received in response.

“I’m ready, Alpha.”

“Then help me a bit, Omega. Want to see your hand guiding my cock inside you.”

Louis nodded and reached behind himself, lining up the tip with his hole and pressing back just enough to get the head of it in, letting out a breathy moan at the intrusion.

“You’re so big, Alpha. Can I get more?” Louis asked, toes curled and body taught.

“Yeah, baby. Want you to sink back on me. Careful, now, don’t want to hurt your precious hole.”

Louis nodded and started to sink slowly back, moaning loudly and feeling satisfaction low in his stomach as he was filled up. Once he reached the balls of the toy he paused, shuddering at how full he was and whining softly for Eddie.

“You’re inside me, Alpha. All of you.”

“All of me? On the first go? You’re amazing, Omega. Made to take me,” Eddie praised, his voice rougher than Louis had ever heard it. It turned him on further, his cock twitching at it. “Does your toy have knot settings?”

“Yes, Alpha. One through five, five being fully popped,” Louis informed him quickly, scrabbling for the control to expand it.

“You’re gonna have to put it on one already, baby. You’ve got me so worked up,” Eddie told him. Louis clicked the button on his remote, whining as he felt the toy expand inside of him minutely and sliding himself forward, just to feel the stretch over his hole before sliding back down.

“I’m playing with your knot, Alpha. Squeezing it,” Louis told him shyly, wondering if that was too weird but feeling reassured when Eddie moaned in response.

“Yeah you are, Omega. You’re so good at it, too. Love to watch your pretty pink hole swallow my cock and my knot. You’re so perfect. You want to set the rhythm you like for me?” Eddie offered.

Louis nodded as if he could see him, starting to rock his hips back and forth properly, letting out small huffs each time he was properly full that started to turn into real moans as he went along.

“Tell me what you’re doing. What you’re actually doing,” Louis begged quietly.

“You’re on speaker, on my chest, so I can have one hand squeezing my knot and the other stroking my cock,” Eddie told him. “You need to put it on a two, Omega. Can’t control it. You drive me crazy. Do you need me to slow down or do you need my knot?”

“No, need it Alpha, please,” Louis whined, clicking his remote again to nudge it up and imagining his version of Eddie all dishevelled in his bed, thinking about him. “Are you imagining it's me on your knot?”

“Yes, Lou. Know you’d be tighter than my hand. Feel slicker, warmer. Need you on a three. Can you still fuck yourself back on it that wide?”

Louis clicked it up a notch, crying out and moaning a bit more gutturally as he kept rocking himself at his own pace on the toy. The stretch was borderline sore, but he knew he could take it, so he slid over the toy and slammed his hips back against his headboard and punched more moans out of himself.

“Yes, can take it Alpha. Can take what you give me,” Louis assured him. “Gonna come again soon.”

“Yeah, same. Gonna come in you, Omega. Knot you. You ready for that?”

“Please, Alpha. I need it. Need you to fill me up.”

“Press four, love. I’m so close. Your hole drives me crazy.”

Louis pressed the button again and moaned, feeling his cock drip precome but he didn’t pay it any mind, working his hips and barely able to form words anymore. He just moaned for his Alpha, shivering each time Eddie would make an instinctual noise in return. He could barely work the knot inside of himself anymore, his hole clenching and begging him to get it inside of himself.

He was about to try and find the words to let Eddie know he was going to come when Eddie interrupted his thoughts with just two words.

“Five, Omega,” He borderline commanded, his Alpha tone just lightly present in his voice. Louis shot his hips back and got the knot inside of him in one go, pressing the button a final time to get the knot to pop to its full size and expand inside of him, trapping him in place.

“Alpha,” He moaned loudly, his orgasm washing over his brain and diluting his vision. He felt his hole and his cock leaking but it was secondary to the sparklers that were going off all over his body, making him go limp with his arse stuck up in the air where it was attached to the toy.

He got a secondary round of shivers when he heard Eddie groan loudly, for some reason just able to tell that was him coming, his body naturally tightening around the toy to keep him inside, as if it really was his cock he was knotted on. He started to milk the toy as well, something he’d only had the instinct to do once or twice but this time it was almost involuntary, like it really thought he had an Alpha in there.

Louis sighed dreamily in his post orgasm bliss, whimpering as he shifted his hips and gushed another lot of slick. There was no way it was getting out though, his alpha’s knot locked tight inside of him. He couldn’t imagine he would deflate it any time soon.

“Omega,” Eddie murmured after who knows how long, but it was long enough that Louis had caught his breath and his heart had settled. His cock was even a little softer between his legs, which was a good sign. It meant he’d have another hour or so until he needed to come again.

“Alpha,” Louis responded in a coo, reaching behind himself to release the suction, huffing when he didn’t have the strength to hold himself once the toy wasn’t attached to the headboard and his legs collapsed underneath him. He went with it though, shuffling around until he was curled up comfy, still knotted and tempted to let his heat pull him under completely.

“I should go,” Eddie said quietly, sending a wave of shock through Louis’ system and flying his eyes open.

“No,” Louis whined, scrambling for his phone. “Please? Alpha,” Louis begged, feeling like he might almost cry.

“It’ll cost you a fortune to stay on, love,” Eddie reasoned.

“I don’t care,” Louis muttered, because money didn’t mean anything to him at that moment.

He heard Eddie sigh, thinking he’d maybe won him over, so he settled back down with his eyes closed and found a pillow to wrap his arms around.

“Can you remember your phone number, Omega?”

“Course,” Louis murmured almost sleepily, but he knew that was the pull of his heat.

“Then tell me it, and I’ll call you back, okay sweetheart?”

“Okay, Alpha,” Louis answered happily, reciting his number with his eyes closed, really starting to relax now. He barely remembered the line going dead before picking up a new call, because after that it went black.

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When Louis came back to reality he felt exhausted. That wasn’t any different than any other heat he’d come out of so he didn’t think much of it, cautiously reaching down between his legs to see if he’d left himself plugged or not.

As he found he was free of any toys and instead just disgustingly sticky and messy, he let himself enjoy a proper stretch and a loud groan, his eyes barely open yet but he knew he needed to move.

It was the first time in a long time where he felt he had proper control of his brain and his body again, so he knew that the worst of it was now over. He might get a random rush of slick or boner here or there for the next twelve hours, but he was definitely out of the woods.

Louis let himself enjoy the silence and the stillness of his bedroom for a few long moments before letting out a yawn and blinking his eyes open. He decided it was probably for the best he discovered what time and day it was and get himself in the shower. He definitely needed to change the sheets, if nothing else.

When he blinked his eyes open it was dark outside, so he reached around for where his phone would normally be - on the nightstand - to check the time. It wasn’t there, though, so he furrowed his brow and turned the lamp on instead.

He felt around on his horribly messy bed, making a face when he saw his toys all covered in his mess too, and eventually he located his device once he lifted his pillow.

It was a bit sticky too, so he gingerly held it and tried to think where his cleaning wipes were as he tapped it awake and winced at the brightness it was set to.

7.06am. Not too awful, all things considered. At least it wasn’t properly the middle of the night. And… Saturday? That couldn’t be right. If he went into heat on Thursday evening, one day took him to Friday evening, so… one and a half days? That was far too short.

He furrowed his brow, but got immediately distracted when he saw he had a few text messages from an unknown number. The last one was simply a few x’s, so he clicked it open and widened his eyes in shock at the exchange in front of him.

Unknown: Make sure you have a drink of water when you wake up, before you call again.

Louis: yes Alpha thank u Alpha 💕💕

Unknown: Get some rest Lou. You’re comfy?

Louis: yessss 💕☺️🫶 thank u 🎀😴

Unknown: Then I’ll talk to you when you’re awake. Good Omega. You’re doing so well. ❤️

Unknown: Xxx.

Louis blinked a few times, scrolling up and finding the messages from himself were even more garbled messes of the word Alpha and even more emojis and - presumably Eddie - placating him very kindly.

He navigated to the phone app, finding that he’d called the unknown number multiple times since Thursday evening, some calls lasting a few hours and some only a few minutes. They were at all hours too, and as it started to slightly come back to him he felt absolutely mortified.

Somehow he’d conned Eddie into giving him his personal phone number.

He locked his phone in shock and dropped it on the bed, feeling embarrassment deep in his gut at this poor alpha who’d gone outside of his job because he presumably felt sorry for Louis or something like that. His face burned, but this time it wasn’t from the heat, it was just from the unease of knowing he’d done this but having no idea how terrible it was.

That notion alone was what got Louis motivated to stand up from his bed. Maybe a bit too fast because it made him dizzy, so he grumbled as he reached for his water bottle and had a long drink before attempting to walk again.

His mind was whirring as he stripped the bed on autopilot, putting all of it in a corner of his room to deal with later and grabbing a fresh towel to head to the bathroom with.

He almost stepped on a plate of food that Zayn had left him, smiling a little despite himself and bringing the haul inside. It was the usual protein bars and fruit to keep his sugar up, alongside some electrolyte drinks so he swiped a red one and a protein bar to take with him to the bathroom, trying and failing to not think about Eddie.

Louis could remember calling the hotline, sure. He remembered the start of the conversation too, how Eddie was so nice and kind to him, and he knew he eventually pretended he came on his knot, but after that it was a blur. Had he asked Eddie for his number? Begged or manipulated him into staying on the line?

He supposed he was at least a bit thankful, because upon retrospect he easily could have stayed on the line and probably spent hundreds of pounds, but still. Eddie wasn’t his alpha. He didn’t owe him getting him through his heat.

Once he’d had a long shower, during which he demolished his protein bar and his drink, he returned feeling clean to his stale bedroom. He opened up the window and lit his candle, finding his softest pyjama set in his drawer and remaking his bed before collapsing on top of it, letting the mild morning wind blow his curtains around as the sun started to rise.

He knew he needed to talk to Eddie. If only just to tell him his heat had ended so he was off the hook, but also to apologise.

It was closer to eight now, almost bordering nine. He checked his last texts that were sent around three and felt a pang of guilt, since surely Eddie had a day job and didn’t have all these hours to spend getting him off at all hours of the night.

Louis decided the best method was texting. Partially because he was far too scared to call, and he wanted to get his words right, but also because it was still early and he hoped Eddie might be getting a sleep-in.

Louis: hey. im so so sorry for all of this. i can’t believe that i made you help me through my heat. i really appreciate what you’ve done, but it was so rude of me to back you into a corner like that, especially when u took my calls since u were just doing ur job. i will delete your number and can stop calling u at work, since i took advantage. im rly sorry.

Once he hit send he felt a pang in his stomach, his inner Omega not happy about cutting contact at all, but Louis didn’t see another way through it. The poor bloke was just doing his job. If anything he wanted to call the hotline and ask to speak to his boss to tell him he went above and beyond, but he didn’t think that would be much help either since it was hardly the place Louis imagined you got a promotion.

He was about to exit the conversation when he saw the telltale three little dots typing. His heart instantly started jackhammering in his chest. Eddie was awake. He was awake and had actually read his message. Reality started to sink in, and he almost felt sick, gasping when his phone started vibrating in his hand and the number he now knew was Eddie’s personal lit up the screen.

Louis was frozen in place, staring until the phone almost rang out before answering it at the last minute, because even if it was goodbye he did really want to talk to him one last time.

“Hello?” Louis almost whispered, bracing himself for the let down.

“Lou? Honey. It’s okay. You’re out of your heat? You feel okay?” Eddie asked him softly, his voice so kind. Louis felt he barely deserved it.

“Y-yeah, I’m - Yeah. It’s mostly over,” Louis responded cautiously.

“Have you had something to eat and drink? You couldn’t tell me when you were in it if you had,” Eddie added.

“I just had some electrolytes and a protein bar. Will have some breakfast soon, I think,” Louis added, going through the motions because he assumed the alpha just instinctively felt protective since he’d kind of helped him through his heat, even if it wasn’t physical.

Maybe that’s why it was shorter. Could just the voice and the words of an alpha really speed it up that much?

“Good, good. You need it,” Eddie insisted. “Now what’s this text about, huh? You didn’t force me into anything. Were you too far under when we talked about it?”

“Maybe, ehm. I don’t - I don’t remember much,” Louis responded quietly.

“I asked for your number, sweetheart. I wanted to help you through your heat. Properly, like, I didn’t want it to be paid to help you and I certainly didn’t want you getting charged for all those hours. I genuinely really enjoy our chats. I hope you don’t feel that was me taking advantage, do you?” Eddie questioned, something unsure in his voice.

Louis felt warmth spreading across his torso as he heard Eddie talk about how he actually enjoyed their chats. He squirmed around, his omega preening and for once he just let himself indulge in it because it seemed so genuine.

“No, no. I wanted you to. I just - feel bad, is all,” Louis admitted.

“I wish you wouldn’t,” Eddie said to him softly. “It was… well, I mean, I’ve already broken the rules by getting your number and calling you privately, so I may as well say it. It was really good, Lou. I look forward to when you call. I do this job, you know, talk to all sorts of people but you just… you stand out. I hope that’s okay to say.”

“I think that’s okay,” Louis replied back, almost whispering. His stomach was tight with nerves, the game he was playing with Eddie felt like it was crashing down around him, their clearly divided and segmented roles changing into something a lot more unknown to Louis. He didn’t know what it meant, but he suspected it could maybe be a good thing. “I really like talking to you too.”

“Good,” Eddie replied, almost sounding relieved. “Good. That’s good. Maybe we could - we could talk some more? Without you having to call the line, that is.”

“I’d like it if we did,” Louis admitted. His heart felt like it might beat out his chest.

“So would I,” Eddie responded. “Cool, yeah. Good. Ehm. I should - probably let you rest, you know. You didn’t seem to get much sleep, and you should have a proper breakfast, not just a bar.”

“Bossy,” Louis teased before he could stop himself, covering his mouth as if he could shove the statement back in but feeling relieved when Eddie just laughed at him.

“Yeah, maybe a bit. Mean it, though. I’m just about to hop on the bus so I’ll lose ya in a second, but, talk soon, yeah?” Eddie responded.

Louis nodded, gripping the phone tighter. “Yeah, talk soon. Have a good day.”

“You too darling,” Eddie answered before the line went dead.

Louis held the phone to his ear for far too long after he hung up before letting it drop, sighing loudly before frustratedly kicking his legs against his mattress.

He really needed to talk this all out with Zayn before his head exploded or his crush got any worse.

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