Fresh wind on a hot day (Jim Street x Evan "Buck" Buckley)

Bonding

It was finally happening.

Today, they are bonding. Forming an unbreakable emotional connection. Making a clear statement about their relationship. Becoming a family.

The couple barely slept the night before, Buck overly excited, Jim uncomfortably warm from the upcoming heat. Which led them to binge-watching some oddly entertaining baking show before passing out around the sunrise. They stayed asleep until early afternoon when the firefighter woke up feeling himself burn. Just like the last time, despite his temperature running high, the Omega gravitated towards his partner, unconsciously seeking skin-to-skin contact. He was half-lying on the Alpha's chest, using his shoulder for a pillow, one arm and leg thrown across his body in a very close, firm embrace.

-A little needy, aren't we? -Buck hummed, fondly brushing through the short strands, enjoying the rare soft side of his usually dominant, reserved boyfriend.

-Only a little. -Street mumbled, adjusting himself slightly. As he shifted, the younger man noticed something fairly interesting that made his heart beat a bit faster.

-You're hard. -he whispered, his unoccupied hand moving towards that perky ass he greedily grabbed and pulled higher onto his hip, causing the cop to moan quietly when his erect penis grazed the hard surface. -May I help? -suggested, already sliding their underwear down. Jim only nodded in response, still not fully awake but responsive enough to help Buck free his own, already aroused cock. A loud whimper escaped him once the Alpha joined their shafts, and began to slowly jerk them off while basking in the more prominent, sweeter scent as the Omega showered his abnormally sensitive neck with lazy kisses. -Does it feel good? -he murmured, feeling pleasure flood his body way stronger than normally. It was a classic early heat sign, increased libido, which meant they were about to have a lot more of this quick, messy sex in the next few hours.

-Very. -whined the officer, too overwhelmed to think straight. The insanely erotic noises he was making were driving the firefighter absolutely crazy. So he sped up the hand movement, suspecting neither would've lasted long anyway.

-Come with me. -Buck growled, his lowered tone unusually demanding. Balancing on the edge of blissful release, Street spilled instantly, unable to ignore the order, promptly followed by his boyfriend. -Well, that's a great way to start a day. -the younger man murmured once he could breathe again, capturing Jim's lips in a tender kiss.

-Sooo great. -the Omega smiled in satisfaction. -Will be even better if you make me breakfast. -he purred, reaching for another kiss. It wasn't possible for an Alpha to ignore such a request, which the cop was obviously aware of, unashamedly abusing his power. The firefighter could only get up and comply, nevertheless, tremendously happy his partner feels comfortable enough around him to embrace his nature a little.

-On it, princess.

***

Buck loved cooking for people he cherished, especially ones who wouldn't eat properly if he didn't feed them. It was astonishing how Street and Luca managed to live together for so long with zero cooking skills between them. But that meant the Alpha could fulfil his "duty to provide" at least in this small aspect, by making decent, homemade food for his otherwise very independent Omega.

-No pants type of day, huh? -he remarked, watching his freshly showered, crazy handsome boyfriend walk down the stairs wearing only underwear. Normally, this sight wouldn't faze him at all, the officer being a very shirtless person on the hotter days, although affected by the heat, his hands itched to get themselves on that muscular body, trace the chiseled abs as he fucked into that nicely round ass. Ugh, so horny.

-I'll melt if I put on any more clothing. -Jim rolled his eyes, sitting on the tall stool. He was so glad this was the last time he had to deal with this utter bullshit. Heat serves essentially only one, idiotic purpose: to coerce an Alpha into bonding because there is no better way to find a lifelong partner than by making them sexually obsessed with you, right? Maybe it was useful in the past or something but now was surely causing mostly trouble, at least for Street who hated having to take time off work to go through being horribly warm and wildly horny every four months for a few days. So after today, he won't need to even think about it ever again. Thank God.