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04. Mingyu/Wonwoo

Mingyu

Round after round of knotting and Wonwoo bounces on my cock now. I've fed us every few hours to keep our energy up as we fuck, but it's been five full days and Wonwoo's heat doesn't seem to be letting up. An average heat usually ends by day three or at the very least slows down. But Wonwoo needs more. Anytime we think he's nearing the end, the next heat wave hits at a maximum level once more. I've never experienced anything like it before.

"Fuck. Fuck. Please. Don't stop." Wonwoo cries as he takes me over and over. His hole gapes every time we part and I do what I can to make him comfortable, but almost the entire time, we're connected. I had no idea Fated heats were so intense.

Tears leak from his eyes as he uses all his strength and mine to get to the next orgasm. The next knot.

"I'm—" Wonwoo slumps into me the moment his cum hits my chin. His release triggers my knot and I shout as I fill him with cum once more. Tears and sweat wet my chest. "When will it end?" He sobs into my chest. "I can't take much more. I'm so exhausted."

I wrap my arms around him. He loves being cuddled, even if my knot still keeps him attached to me. "Soon." This time is different. His body is covered in sweat and slick, but his scent has changed back to a pleasant, subtle fragrance rather than all-consuming.

"We might be out of the woods soon. Your scent isn't driving my alpha to rut anymore."

"Oh, thank fuck." Wonwoo relaxes and we both try to be still so my knot goes down faster.

As soon as the initial tingle of shrinkage starts, I lift him and walk to the bathroom. He pops off me almost as soon as the water warms. He lets me wash him as I have been. "Will you let me examine you?"

Wonwoo doesn't even hesitate. He turns and places his hands on the tile wall. His ass is so red, and his hole gapes, but there are no tears or bleeding from what I can tell. His slick did an excellent job.

"You did amazing, Wonwoo. I'm so proud of you for being brave."

He faces me again and drops his head to my chest. "I don't think it was brave. My body feels used and abused and—" He looks up at me when I stiffen. "Not by you, just by nature of what we've been doing."

"I understand." I drop a kiss to his head. I want to take care of him. "Let me draw you a bath while I change the sheets."

Wonwoo nods and we finish washing up before I rinse out the tub. He directs me to the bubble bath and I dump a couple of capfuls in. I don't know what possesses me to kiss the top of his head again once he settles in, but I can't help it.

"I'll be back. Don't get out without me." It doesn't take me long to change the sheets and pillowcases and fluff the pillows. I light a candle to help dissipate the scent of sex in the air. We soaked the sheets and blankets in slick, sweat, and cum. I would roll around in the pile if I were alone, but I have an omega to take care of.

When I get back to the bathroom, Wonwoo is playing with the bubbles. Joy etches over his face as he blows iridescent orbs from his hands. His cheeks go bright red once he notices me, and he drops his hands back into the water.

"You can play."

"I always get in trouble for playing," he mumbles. "But I'm a fox, that's what we do."

"It's okay to play."

"Not when I'm supposed to be learning choreography or training, stretching." His shoulders drop and he sinks deeper into the water. I'm not sure he's changed much over the eight years. He always got in trouble in class for playing around.