More than just a pet || Seongjoong || + other ships

38: Heat

The first day of Hongjoong's heat.

Seonghwa likes using his tongue, San appears for a second and there's a mention of somnophilia (except it's just for the convenience). Otherwise it's pretty tame.

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It hadn't really fully registered in Seonghwa's mind what they were about to do, until this very moment of having the needy Omega on his bed, sitting between his thighs and responding to every slight move of his.

When Seonghwa leaned forward, Hongjoong tilted his head back further, allowing him to be kissed deeper, and when Seonghwa slowed down, Hongjoong picked the pace back up.

The moment he had been thinking about for years was about to happen, except that instead of the same faceless body, he had someone so perfect to share the moment with. Someone so pretty and so much kinder than he ever thought he'd deserve.

When Seonghwa finally decided to pull back, Hongjoong tried chasing after his lips until the older one was too far out of reach. They looked each other in the eyes for a second and Hongjoong almost started thinking that the other had changed his mind, until Seonghwa's hands were back on his body.

First his shirt was lifted off and added to the messy nest on the bed, then he was led to lay down onto the sheets as Seonghwa peeled the shorts off his body, leaving him completely naked to watch as Seonghwa removed all of his own clothing too.

Hongjoong's eyes landed onto the Alpha's cock, already half-hard, as soon as it was freed from his boxers. He had seen it once before, but now he was in heat and it was actually going inside. His body couldn't seem to decide how to react, whether to drool over the sight or to try to run away in fear, so instead he just licked his lips while his ears flattened down slightly.

Seonghwa chuckled at the contradictory show of body language, making Hongjoong lift his eyes back up to Seonghwa's face and pout slightly.

"Touch, please." He begged the other to just start already.

The Omega arched his back while letting his hands uselessly lay next to his head, trying to encourage the other, and it worked.

Seonghwa bit down on his lip as he put his hands onto the other, still managing to be nervous despite the rut clouding his mind. He spread Hongjoong's thighs apart, folding them towards his body with his palms, and held them there as he let his gaze fall onto the slick stained hole.

As if driven by instinct, Seonghwa lowered himself down and licked a big stripe up the flesh between his cheeks, making Hongjoong shudder at how nice it felt.

"It tastes like strawberries..." He commented about the slick.

"Yeah, you should be grateful I taste like strawberries instead of laundry detergent."

Seonghwa shut him up by delving back in, kissing and sucking at the surrounding skin, lightly biting down on his thighs a couple of times too. Then he drove his tongue deep into the other, lapping at the slick as more tried pooling out, encouraged to keep going by how Hongjoong was already squirming and whining in pleasure, never having imagined that this kind of feeling could exist too.

The rimming had already loosened him up slightly, so Seonghwa pushed two fingers in to begin with, the slick helping with easing them in and out smoothly, and soon with adding a third one in and scissoring all of them, still holding one thigh up, while letting the other rest against his own.

Hongjoong had always hated prepping himself, hated how his short fingers couldn't really bring him any pleasure, just started cramping up, so this was definitely nice for change.