|Thoughest Alpha and Cutest Omega|Detroit Become Human|

Chapter 8: The Heat

A couple of days went by and Hank hadn't heard anything from you. No phone calls, no text messages, and even less email. The old Lieutenant was feeling neglected, but he couldn't blame you. Perhaps you now realized that dating him was a bad idea. You could do so much better than him.

"Have you heard about-!" Connor was asking but Hank cut his friend off in the middle of a sentence. "No, and I don't care!"

"Lieutenant, I think-!"

Suddenly a phone started playing a heavy metal, Hank's ringtone. The man picked his phone and saw it was from you. He glanced at Connor and the android nodded encouragement to his friend. Grumbling, Hank accepted the call and brought the phone to his ear.

"Hank Anderson."

"Hank...!"

The Lieutenant froze. You called. You sounded hurt. You were whimpering and clearly crying on the other side of the line as you chanted his name like a prayer.

"Hank, Hank...! I need you...! It hurts, please help me...!" You whimpered like you were in serious pain. Hank's eyes widened in worry and he quickly jumped from his seat, caught his jacket, and ran out of the police station to his car. Connor called after his friend but Hank couldn't stop to explain the situation. Screw the protocol, you needed him!

He drove with lights on so people knew to make way to him because he was the police. When he reached your apartment building he was about to enter but the front door was locked. Hank cursed and was about to burst in when the door suddenly opened. You must have opened it from your apartment. The Lieutenant checked your name from the residents' list and quickly took an elevator to the 4th floor where your apartment was.

Hank ran to your door and knocked violently, calling your name but he noticed that the door was left unlocked. Had someone broken in and hurt you? Hank threw the door open and his breath got caught in his throat. The whole apartment reeked of omega in heat. Had someone broken in to use you on your weakest!?

Hank covered the lower half of his face with his sleeve and entered the apartment. He called your name and you called back to him.

"Alpha!" You cried and the Lieutenant marched into your bedroom where the scent originated from. He slammed the door open and the wave of fertile omega's pheromones hit him like a boxer using knuckle irons. There you were, sprawled on your bed with false toys lying around you and the space between your legs oozing slick.

"Alpha...!" You gasped when your eyes fell on Hank. The man swallowed, his eyes locked on the sight of your hand moving a false cock into your ripe sex. Hank swallowed and he held his breath. He could feel his cock growing hard in his pants at the sight and smell of you. God, you smelled delicious, just like earlier back in his place when the two of you were drinking. Just so much stronger.

"Hank...!" You gasped, pulling the false toy out of your pussy and spreading your legs before him. "Alpha..! In, IN!"

"Listen, you're not thinking straight! Your heat is making you act like this, I'm not the one you want!" The Lieutenant yelled but you whined pitifully. "Been in heat since I last saw you... I tried to deal with it alone, but it didn't help... All I could think was you...!"

The older man groaned as he felt his cock throb in its prison. You weren't thinking clearly, but you had been waiting until the last second to call Hank over. That showed some self-control and now you had run out of it. The Lieutenant groaned and quickly reached for his phone and contacted his friend who he had left at the police station.

"Connor?"

"Yes, Lieutenant? Is everything alright there?" Came android's voice from the other side of the line. He sounded worried.