sooooo, this is the epic sequel to {{ FengQing: This Is Why Birthdays Are The Best!}} that i have been craving to write for the longest time! some of the stuff inside might be confusing for you if you haven't read the first book first. but i guess...
Hua Cheng showered too, needing to wash away his tears, his fears too, and the two lovers spent the rest of the day and all of the night in their bed, dipped in the soothing Alpha pheromones that Xie Lian was especially generous with tonight, assuring each other of their undying love and promising each other the world.
And on the other side of town, Feng Xin and Mu Qing had to finish off their daily shift.
- Well, little wife... I'm sure you'll remember your mom's words. We are compatible at 99.9% per cent! – he mocked. – You might not feel you're enough... coz ughh Omegas be forever fussy... But I'd say, your skinny ass is perfect for me! I'd say this is what 99.9 of anything means! Ha!
Oh, yes, the bouncer felt that tension, all of Mu Qing's muscles strained to react to this insult, but the hug got a lot tighter, and the bartender just grunted, his air almost kicked out of his lungs. Yet, revenge had to be had! – and so he craned his neck and reached up with his whole upper body, and bit into Feng Xin's cheek, quite hard according to him, and quite unpleasantly so – due to the Alpha's light stubble, but it only made his husband laugh out loud mockingly.
- I... I hate you! - he hissed maliciously, having totally forgotten the lovey-dovey words they had exchanged just moments ago, forgetting all his worries and doubts too.
- Yeah? - the Alpha mocked again. – And whose heat is coming up? In just a day? Eh? Who's gonna be begging me, begging and whining for me to take care of their Omega ass, eh? Is it gonna be you, boy???
Mu Qing bit his lips, truly hating the new bout of loud laughter, but there was no denying it. He was begging, every time. It was so hard for him – every single time.
And then – a brilliant idea crossed his mind, and he, surprisingly, smirked smugly, and relaxed into the Alpha's deathly grip. Feng Xin raised an eye-brow; he had been expecting a new his, or spit, or bite, but the Omega now grinned in his face, and chanted, sing-a-song style:
- Well, well, well! If you say so? I guess? I don't remember half of the stuff I do while I'm in my heat. But I guess an Alpha's word should be trusted?
The bouncer frowned immediately.
- Are you saying I'm... lying?!?
He let go of the cheeky brat, and now Mu Qing shuddered all over, restoring the blood circulation all over his body quickly.
- Well... - he shrugged his shoulders, but took a careful step back. – I dunno what I've been saying to you. but I know one thing...
The Alpha did not like the new smirk on that annoying mouth. He squinted his eyes and waited for the blow – oh, one was coming, there was no doubt about that.
And, sure enough, now the Omega stood tall and placed his hands on his hips, and chirped right into his face:
- I do know that my heat and your rut have been aligned for the last two cycles! And that's a fact! So, YOU need me more than I do!!! Asshole!!! Ha!
It happened really fast now, the Alpha swayed his heavy arm and tried to grab that insolent bastard's waist, and pull him in for some revenge biting? or licking? or some deep kissing? But, nimble as always, Mu Qing just jumped to the side a bit, already prepared for some brute force, and a dumb move on the part of his dumb husband, and just sniggered as the heavy paw missed him, just barely.
The bartender returned to his work station, mumbling under his nose:
And Feng Xin, too red in the face, and annoyed with the fact that his prey had slipped away from his jaws too soon, was mumbling too, thankfully – not loud enough for his husband to hear:
- One more day... Fuck, just one more... I hate his pre-heat, dammit... He is like... a bigger shithead than usual... Huh... What Papa said... huh... it sucks! I... just... I wanna... murder him!!!
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And so, the rest of the shift was spent in sulking, on both side, which was good for business, as Mu Qing was focusing on his job too much, teasing his lover too much too by being too polite to all customers, but especially to other Alphas.
And Feng Xin was growling almost non-stop, trying to focus on the upcoming days of bliss, of his Omega's heat, when sex and love were going to be lavishly poured on him, roughly 19 hours out of every 24. He tried to kidnap that old whiskey bottle Hua Cheng had so generously ruined by opening it without a care, but it got grabbed away from him with a hiss, as Mu Qing barked at him (for absolutely no good reason at all!!!):
- Keep your paws off this!!! Asshole!!!
Later that night they walked home, as they locked the bar too late, it was almost 3 a.m. and no transport was there, not even taxis. It wasn't too far, but Mu Qing was really tired after a day so full of all kinds of challenges and storms. He protested very weakly, when the strong Alpha lifted him up in his arms, and carried him home for the last stretch of the way, but he made a point to still be angry, and not hug him too tight... even though both of them had long forgotten now just what their fight had been over.
At the door, it was the Omega who unlocked the door, and went inside, immediately taking off all clothes, and taking a quick shower before bed. The Alpha stayed outside, for a smoke, brooding over all the things the important people in his life had told him today – his father, his lover, and... the stinky Beta.
He was reluctant to go in, he really hated it when Mu Qing was in one of his pissy moods. But it wasn't too long before – just two cigarettes later – he felt two thin arms around his waist, and the soft:
- It's cold. You need a shower. You... stink. Moron...
Something relaxed inside Feng Xin, something that had been gripped his insides all day long, and had been making him feel tense. He was amazed again how, just a single word sometimes was quite enough for his life to look brighter, for his heart ot beat stronger, for his mood to get fixed – with just the snap of the fingers.
He turned around slowly and looked down – the Omega looked delicious again, his hair still moist, down to his waist, his eyes moist too – large and begging with unspoken words that he could sense in the scent, in their bond, even though Mu Qing wasn't speaking them out loud.
He smiled, and murmured:
- You're right, baby. Let's get inside. It's cold.
And then - there it was. The Omega purred, nodding his head, and suddenly – everything was alight with the world, and all problems disappeared.
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