Lab Baby

Just Like Fire

*this chapter is a little weird... just a heads up!*

Fire.

It coursed through his legs, his back, his veins, everywhere. First it started in his toes, they felt awfully warm and he didn't hesitate to remove his warm socks off of his feet. It didn't help, they were still hot. Then his legs started to burn. Then his torso, and his back, and finally his arms. He had on only the hospital gown on, but he was so hot it was drenched in his sweat and he needed to cool off.

He even kicked the blankets off of him, and laying on the bed with no sheets or blankets didn't help with the burning.

No matter what he did, his body felt as if he was set ablaze.

At one point, he went to use the connective bathroom to get a cold shower, and stopped at the mirror. Who was that staring back at him? The blonde with golden eyes, flushed and feverish cheeks, sweat dripping down his forehead and neck. His eyes widen as he takes in the gorgeous gold color, his eyebrows furrowing.

He has never seen his eyes become this color, this must be an effect of his heat.

The Omega felt a wave of heat wrack his body and he cries out, falling onto the tiled floor. It was cool, much cooler than the bed as he lays on his back and resisted the urge to curl in on himself. Not only the heat was unbearable, the pain that followed down his back and in his chest followed.

"Make it stop!!" He screams, "Someone help!! Make this stop please!! I'm begging!!"

He whimpers, gripping his hair in tight fistfuls and feels something pool out of his rectum. He reaches back, he didn't even touch his hole completely and he was rocking back on his finger to find pleasure. His finger teased the edge plug, the large object was blocking whatever it was trying to leak out of him, but he could feel it around the edge.

The smell was overpowering, it smelt just like maple syrup, and made his mouth water. He dips his tongue out to taste the slick on his finger, moaning at the taste that coated his tongue. It even tasted like maple syrup. He dips his fingers back behind him and decides to gently pull the plug out. He whimpers at the pull, trying to relax as best as he can before pulling it out with an audible pop.

As soon as the plug was removed, it was as if he unplug a water faucet. A thick, mucus like substance poured out of him and drenched the floor beneath him, the maple syrup scent filled the entire cell he was staying in. He found himself reaching back to coat his fingers in the substance, licking it clean off of them as if it were syrup itself.

It was truly addicting.

The door to his cell opens and he heard a pair of shoes walking towards him on the linoleum floor, soon the doctor that gave him his check up walked into the bathroom. She took one look at him and grinned, "Well look here! We didn't have to wait long for your heat to kick in at all!"

"What did you do to me!?" Seonghwa snarls, curling himself into a ball feeling nothing but pain, "I hurt all over!!"

"It'll be over soon." And that was all the doctor said to Seonghwa. A couple pair of ha did grab his arms and lift him up to walk, he did so weakly but as soon as he laid down on the bed he screamed as if the blanket burned him. His body thrashed, the assistants and doctors hold him down as best as they could and their touch felt like fire.

Straps wrap themselves around his wrists and arms, keeping him bound to the bed while the doctor applies sticky pads to his chest, head, and stomach. He pants harshly, his vision swirled a bit as he sobs, "Please, please make it stop!"

"We're working on it," the doctor assures him, turning on a few machines while the assistants move to his legs. They strap a leather cloth to his thigh and lock it before strapping another smaller strap to his ankles, hooking them to the strap on his thigh with metal latches. He was spread out for the whole world to see, knees were bent at a very awkward angle and his hips were adjusted to where it was more arched into the air.