vukie

Older omega waking up to his younger alpha whimpering and humping his leg, practically in tears, and everything is a mess of precum. “Baby,” omega says, voice thick with sleep. “What’s wrong?” Alpha sobs, starts mumbling incoherently, rutting down harder in fast, sloppy thrusts.

His rut wasn’t supposed to start for another week, but he’s rock hard and practically pouring onto his omega’s leg. His anxious whimpers turn to growls as he bites omega’s shirt and pulls, grinding down into his slippery mess. “Shhh,” omega says as he carefully opens his legs.

“Come here.” He takes hold of alpha’s hips and pulls him on top, attempting to get him to hold still long enough for omega to help guide his cock inside. Alpha is impatient with it, refuses to stop moving as his growls become whines and his teeth rip a hole in omega’s shirt.

Omega manages to get alpha’s dick inside of him, and alpha releases a guttural moan, picks up the pace of his hips. “There you go, darling,” omega murmurs, kissing alpha’s forehead, petting through his hair. Alpha cries and howls and fucks, and omega purrs to calm his baby down.