Carnage (Vol.1)

Chapter Nineteen : Aches

"Don't you find it suspicious we haven't met the other survivors? It makes sense they don't want them around Megumi in case his heat comes but we haven't ran into one at least once?" Suguru brings up to Tsumiki, the two of them the only ones not in their rooms.

"What are you getting at?" Tsumiki cocks an eyebrow. "Don't you like it here? You get to live your dream."

"I'd choose my people over some dream. Megumi was the most suspicious but now he's gotten mellowed out and Sukuna does whatever Megumi wants. Satoru told me that he doesn't trust Shoko." Suguru exits the kitchen area, walking towards the living room.

"Now that you mention it, Megumi did calm down a lot..." Tsumiki frowns, "That is a little strange."

Sukuna exits the bedroom, surrounded by Megumi's scent. It's a soothing scent, not covered in the sex pheromones which has happened a few times. "Sukuna, I wanted to ask about my brother." Tsumiki rises from the couch, coming towards him. He tenses, gaze unwelcoming. "I was wondering if maybe his sleepiness is a side effect of her drawing his blood and pheromones?"

"What?" Sukuna takes a step back, not comfortable with anyone getting too close to him.  Anyone other than Megumi.

"Megumi was the most anxious. My little brother should still be on his guard, that's who he is. We've only been here... maybe over a week? It's hard to keep track but he's mellowed out. If it's not a side effect then is his heat coming–?"

"Miki, stop bothering him!" Megumi shouts from inside the room. He doesn't know exactly what they're talking about, their voices muffled. He hugs the pillow tighter, missing Sukuna's presence. His body is feeling strange after the extraction and he is sure not being allowed to take the heat suppressants is a contributing factor.

Sukuna goes to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water. He returns to the bedroom, gently petting his dark hair as he gives the water to him. Megumi takes large gulps, dehydrated and slightly warmer than usual.

      "Megumi?" Sukuna continues to pet his fluffy hair in an attempt to soothe him. He suddenly felt off and uncomfortable, too hot but too cold, thirsty and lonely without Sukuna's touch.

      "I feel strange." Megumi whimpers, resting his forehead against Sukuna's chest. "I think... um, something's wrong, I don't know." Megumi clutches his clothes, tugging at them with impatience. Sukuna slides his hands under Megumi's shirt, his fingertips grazing his pale flesh with careful attention. He removes his shirt, hands helping to discard his pants next.

Megumi lays down on his chest, propping his ass up with his knees bent and spread. "Does that feel better?" Sukuna places his large hand onto the younger's lower back, moving in circular motions. Megumi mumbles something incomprehensible under his breath. "Hm?"

"Scent... your pheromones, scent me, please." Megumi slurs, his cunt aching and body feeling sluggish and sickly. All around his scent glands it is numb and irritated. Sukuna releases his pheromones, continuing to rub his lower back. His underwear is damp from his slick, his thighs quivering.

He cannot decipher what made him believe Sukuna's pheromones would alleviate the suffering but the discomfort is now leisurely easing.

"Megumi... smells good." Sukuna moves closer, nuzzling into the side of Megumi's throat. His lips brush Megumi's scent glands, eliciting a purr from the omega.

"Am I... am I in heat? It's all weird." Megumi wines, his hands clenching onto the blankets beneath him. He doesn't smell as though he's in heat, but Sukuna figures he isn't the best one to judge that. Megumi is all he knows. No omegas he's encountered in the past come to mind, he couldn't say whether this is the beginning or leading towards his heat.