Heat.
So overwhelming he could barely stand it. Like a fire had been set aflame low within his belly and every single moment that passed only made it grow hotter. More intense.
He was going to die from it.
This, after everything, was going to be his end. Burned alive by internal hell fire. It was almost fitting. His father had always said he was going there anyway.
...
There was no relief.
He tried. But nothing even made so much as a dent in the intense heat he felt playing over his skin. Felt boiling beneath it.
But there had to be something. And as his legs squeezed together, thighs pressing against his swollen, sopping wet core, he came to realize just what that thing was.
Sex. He needed sex. Was probably actually going to die without it and that was really just not how he wanted to go out.
"Alpha." It was nothing more than a pitiful whimper as he rolled over, lifted a hand and tried to push against the sleeping males shoulder. Instantly felt his own skin tingle where it touched the other's bare flesh.
Felt an embarrassing amount of slick seep from him and he knew that it was too late to try and save the clothes he wore.
Shoved back the covers and instantly felt the cool night air flowing in from the open window play across his over heated body. And for a moment, he foolishly thought that maybe that would be it. That would be all. He could roll over and go back to sleep.
But as the wind ghosted across his bare skin it only made it worse. Made him shiver like he was being touched. Had him crying out as those thighs clenched and he felt a jolt of white hot pleasure float upwards. Reached for the hem of his shirt and ripped it off, tossing it away into some unknown direction. Let his fingers trail across his own stomach and sighed as they slipped beneath the hem of the shorts he wore.
He was so ready and his alpha was right there and as the last piece of clothing was removed, he found himself pressing in close, lifting a leg and wrapping it around a slender waist. Felt his hot, pulsating core brush against fabric and sighed before working his hips against it, using his alpha's body to get himself off.
So close. He was already so close. All it would really take was a single touch. And it came suddenly. Fingers pressing in against his clit and he was burying his face in the other's flesh to keep himself from screaming.
"Alpha." It was nothing more than a whine, and he felt himself being rolled over. Being pressed down into the soft surface of the mattress and a weight hovering above him. Lifted his arms and wrapped them around strong shoulders, as both of his legs hitch over wide hips. "Please. I'm so ready."
"Such a naughty omega. Going into heat while his alpha is asleep." Because there was no way Seokjin wasn't completely in heat now. Not when it had been nearly three days since the onset. He had hoped they would at least make it through the night. But they hadn't, and that was a fate they were just going to have to contend with.
"I couldn't wait anymore, alpha. I've wanted you inside me since the day we met." Hips arched upwards, until his glistening wet pussy was pressing against thin cotton fabric, and he could feel the answering hardness. Sighed in contentment at how long and thick and ready it was.
How it was all for him. Such a perfect alpha. And it was all entirely for him.
"I don't think that would have been appropriate, do you?" That glorious hard cock was rocking against him, and he felt his own impatience grow. Reached down and slipped his hands beneath the thick hem of the boxers the alpha wore and began to tug them down.
