Far From Disappointing

(This story is also on Ao3! Under the user Gucci_Cat)

There are many words to describe Hanguang-Jun, but disappointment is not one of them. However, this did not stop the cultivator from feeling like one once he finally presented.

Of course every clan has omegas, but the Lan clan was known for its plethora of powerful alphas. One including the elder of the twin jades, Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji's brother. Heavens, he could not even begin to wonder how his brother would react to news of his presentation.

Being an omega in itself isn't bad. Sure, you're at the lowest status possible among your clan, but there were some perks that made it not so awful. You definitely receive gentler punishment, which was not a problem anyway for Lan Zhan who stuck to the rules more than the people who wrote them...Well aside from the whole defending Wei Wuxian, fighting Lan elders ordeal...but that hardly counts as he was thought to be a beta because the latest a person has ever presented in the cultivator world ever was at twenty-three so he had to have been a beta. Or so he thought.

This whole omega thing would have been fine if he would have presented during his teenage years. He would have been taught the ways of omega life. How to go through heats, how to keep alphas off of you, how to handle it. Now, Lan Wangji was in his thirties and by being the master cultivator it was actually partially his job to teach new presenters the way of ABO life. So it was really shocking when he woke up feeling uncomfortably hot and needy.

His mate, Wei Wuxian was equally surprised when he woke up to Lan Zhan's scent suffocating every breath the alpha took. Mate is a term they had to use loosely, a beta and an alpha are unable to actually mate. It was even against Lan clan rules for them to even mark each other because it was reserved for omega and alphas only. Wei Ying did not care what he was. He even said that he would have courted him even if Lan Wangji was an alpha...which is also looked down upon but it was a sweet sentiment nevertheless.

"Lan Zhan...you..." Wei Ying turned in their shared bed to look at him. "No...it's not possible...I must be coming down with a cold..." He sat up and shakily wiped the sweat off of his forehead. Wei Wuxian shifted towards him and started to sniff him. He started at the tips of his fingers and ended at the nape of his neck.

"Lan Zhan, you're in heat. I'll go let Xich-" -- "No! He...hmph...can I just process this before you go telling everyone?" Wei Ying sighed and kissed my nose gently.

"Of course...but at some point I will have to tell someone to get a heat room ready for you. I also don't want any gossip to start before you get the chance to let your brother know." He groaned and rubbed his eyes. He attempted to get up but was taken aback by his sudden weakness. Wei Wuxian rushed to his aid.

"Ah ah, just rest. You are still in pre-heat but the first heat always comes on the fastest. I'm sorry but I must go make preparations, let me take care of you. Wait here for me." The man in black robes placed a kiss on his cheek before rushing off.

The need only grew stronger once his partner had left. It only felt right to start removing his clothing. He knew he would have to put them back when Wei Ying returned and brought him to his heat room, but it offered him some temporary relief. Quickly all of his robes were neatly stacked in the corner and he could finally turn his attention to the throb between his legs. Of course there was his hard cock which had already started to leak precum, but this other ache was coming from a new place. One he had never had much feeling in before.

Before he could really explore anything, Wei Wuxian opened the door to their room and to much of his surprise and embarrassment, his brother followed behind. Lan Xichen quickly spun around to shield his eyes from his nudeness.

"I'll...go see if they have your room prepared." Xichen cleared his throat uncomfortably before leaving.

"I'm sorry, I did not think you would progress this much while I was away...Let's get you dressed up so we can walk to your room." Wei Ying reached for the discarded robes and helped him put them back on.