The Way It Burns

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If there was ever anything he hated it was this part of himself. He'd been enough of a disappointment to his family before he was a mutant. Being an omega on top of it had been like, the final blow. In the end he hadn't been shocked at all that his family had abandoned him.

At least, with time, he had managed to learn how to deal with his... unique status. How suppressants hadn't worked on him. How he couldn't control any of this shit. The only advantage was that, as a speedster, his body worked different from that of most other people. It wasn't like he smelled so much like an omega. Not like he acted like one. So it was fine, right?

He was fine. This was fine.

Except... It wasn't. It wasn't even remotely fine. The worst part of not being able to predict your cycles is when you find someone. Someone great. Someone from another world who isn't an alpha or an omega or anything. So of course Tommy had, as soon as he'd realized what was gong on, locked himself in his room. Easier to pretend that no one was there to deal with him, to need to deal with him. Shutting himself away to deal with it was easier, especially when he'd stocked his room with food and water and snacks and other... necessities. Toys to make it easier, to help it pass.

The only issue with this heat? Well, it often drove a lot of logic out of his mind. Like the part that would remind him that he had long since given James a key to his room. Just in case he got stupid and refused medical treatment after a mission. His room where Tommy was on his bed, naked and writhing as he stroked himself, not yet ready to deal with the slickness between his legs.

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It would be funny, if Tommy only knew. Funny to realize James was possibly jealous of Tommy's own bodily functions. That he didn't know enough to not know this was perfectly natural. Then again, they'd been avoiding actual sex quite a bit. Mostly because Tommy fucking knew birth control would so instantly fail on him when he needed it because his luck was just like that. Too young for kids, right? Barely even not a kid himself. But this moment, this sensation?

IT's enough to make him want to beg for them. His legs spread wider, his hips rock right against those fingers. Perhaps it looks obscene. It damn well feels it for him.

"Want you not to tease me. Got all my heat for that."

Now he just wants fucked quiet.

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There was a lot James had no idea about. His sex ed had been sketchy anyway, and largely involved "read this and look up any questions" which James had mostly not done. But there were fundamental basics of this world that just plain didn't exist on his, and he hadn't known to look for it. There were some things that cropped up that didn't make sense to him, but when you were from a world where you only saw the same half dozen people every day, this world was loud and busy and constant and it was easy to miss things. Like what the hell Alpha or Omega meant. But soulmates had a tendency to adjust to accommodate for one another. James' world might not have Alphas, but that didn't mean fate thought Tommy shouldn't have one.

James did growl, not even noticing he did it, when Tommy's legs splayed like that. "I won't. I'm not." He worked his fingers into Tommy. "Don't want to hurt you." Except god, Tommy was just taking his fingers like he needed them, so slick and so warm. James thought he might go out of his mind if he thought about how incredibly hot that was.

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"Get in me," Tommy whines, his hand flashing out at lightning speed to grab James' wrist to hold it there. Don't tease in him. Don't do this to him. "I swear to god if you aren't fucking me in the next two minutes, I'm going to call Eli."

Because damn, that Alpha would fuck him because that was what friends did. When you were just too ruined to think, your friend would ruin you in the right ways.

"I promise I'll be good for you. Please, James, please let me be good for you."

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James stopped when Tommy grabbed his hand. He was going to say, again, that he didn't want to hurt Tommy, or do anything wrong. But Tommy threatened to call someone else. He growled again, surging back up to kiss Tommy fiercely.

He sat up then, starting to hastily strip off his own clothes, reluctant to pull away from Tommy enough to do it easily. "You're good. The best. You're everything, Tommy," he promised, throwing his shirt aside.

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Damn, they're good words. Good words that drive a moan from his lips. Loud and dirty. He wants used. Wants it so bad. And he looks so good too, naked and wager. Tommy wants this.

He just wishes his lover had a knot for him.

"In me, please," he whimpers, shaking. "I know I'm meant to have you in me. Filling me up. Making me feel. I'll be a good little Omega for you."

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"God," James said it out loud, fervent and breathless. He was glad that he had some enhancements after all, because someone who looked like Tommy, saying stuff like that to someone who was just human? It would probably kill them. Tommy - his soulmate - saying that to James still might kill him.

He tore away, finally. Getting up long enough to get rid of the rest of his clothes, and then just going right back to Tommy, settling on top of him, between pale spread legs. James was usually a little tentative with new things, while he figured himself and everything else out. But instinct just had him moving, curling over Tommy and dragging one leg further up his side, bringing them in line and then rocking slowly into Tommy, like he just knew how to do this somehow.

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He'd apologize for silly little words that James doesn't know,but he loves this. He loves the aggression and desire. In this moment he wants nothing more than being dominated, and somehow James is managing it without even knowing why Tommy wants it.

And damn it's nice to feel the man sinking into him is divine. To the point where Tommy about wants to sob. His fingers grab at James', pulling at them to put them firmly on the mark, the point where it anchors him like nothing else.

"Hard. Go hard."

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James didn't think Tommy had a thing to apologize for. He might not understand the words, but it didn't matter. He knew Tommy wanted him, and was saying it and he needed James. He understood that on instinct he didn't know he had, and it was just ... perfect. Tommy was perfect to him.

He groaned when Tommy dragged his hand, but let him, tips of his fingers digging in a little. "Tommy," he gasped out. James didn't understand how the entire world wasn't desperately in love with Tommy Shepherd. But they didn't get to see this, not now. It was for him, with him. James felt lucky and awed and really, really fucking turned on. "You feel so good. Perfect. You're so ... god, can't believe you're mine," James said.

But he moved too, automatically giving Tommy what he was asking for, thrusting deeper and harder, his own body shuddering at how it felt to be that deep in Tommy and have him wrapped slick and hot and tight around him.

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And here was Tommy just whining and begging, hips rocking to enjoy the drive. His free hands find James' shoulder and claws at them. Can he just scratch this man a bit raw. It's possessive and he wants it. Wants to mark him more. Wants to claim him. Be claimed.

"Roll me over," he pants, his voice wrecked already. "Please, Alpha please, just turn me over and claim me. I need it."

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"Oh." James was genuinely torn. Because the thought of Tommy like that, on his knees, James over him and in him, it was ... yeah. It was good. But he loved Tommy's face. Loved the brightness of his eyes and the flush of need, the stark flash of his hair and the pink of his lips.

But it was what Tommy wanted, so it was what James would do. Tommy could ask him for anything right now, and James thought he'd just do it. He groaned and kissed Tommy, deep and hungry, getting his fill while he could, before he did what Tommy asked.

James pulled back, growling softly when he had to pull out of Tommy too. But he pushed at Tommy, rolling him over onto his knees and kissing his back, his shoulder. "I did. I am. You're mine. I'm yours," James promised raggedly. He pulled Tommy up onto his knees, manhandling him more than James normally would - normally, Tommy was likely still stronger than him anyway. But everything in him just wanted to do exactly what Tommy needed from him. He curled over Tommy, sinking back into him and moving again, fucking him the way Tommy needed, mouth moving over his neck and shoulders, leaving hot kisses and little nips.

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Every kiss, every nip earns louder and dirtier moans from Tommy. Like every little touch, every little act of possession is driving him further past the point of self control. There is almost no doubt that everyone in the base has heard them by now, and Tommy doesn't stop. Hell, he's slicker by the second, stupid traitor body. Tommy presses his face into the pillows below him to try and muffle the noises and a free hand fumbles for himself, fisting his cock so he can start stroking it hard, fast, desperate for his release.

Desperate to feel his own body squeeze and tremble around James. Desperate to feel him. Not that he can get any real relief like this. Not in the slightest. It's like building up and up and up and not getting to the peak. Like it's desperately out of reach.

There are frustrated tears in his eyes as his free hand starts flopping around on the bed, searching for something discarded amid the sheets. He needs his damn knotting dildo. Sucks that he can't get there with James alone, but his needs are too desperate to not fulfill them now.

"My toy," he whines at James, managing to get the words out. His brain is just about shorted, but he knows what he needs. What his partner can't give him. "I need it in me. I need to feel full."

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Except James growled again, decidedly Alpha-like, and his arm curled around Tommy, knocking Tommy's hand aside and wrapping around his cock instead, stroking him off as he thrust into him.

He didn't really register exactly what Tommy wanted, except that it was something James wasn't giving him, and James just thrust harder into him to try to fix that. And James didn't really think about it, or know what the hell it would be or mean. But Tommy would know, and could feel that growing ridge of a knot thickening inside him, catching on his rim as James moved inside him.

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Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. It wasn’t possible. And yet he can feel it. Feel the way James is swelling in him. Impossible but perfect.

“Yeah. Knot me. Fucking hell James. Fill me up and don’t let go.”

Tommy was going to be so embarrassed later.

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It wasn't possible, and it wasn't going to make any sense to James when he realized. But for now, all he really registered was that Tommy seemed to feel even tighter around him, and he was begging for ... something. James didn't know what except fill me up was clear enough, and James wanted to give him that. He needed to.

"I won't. You're mine, always," James promised. He hadn't been an Alpha. Didn't even know what one was, or why the smell of Tommy was making his head spin. He also didn't know how to go against his own instincts, since he wasn't meant to have them. He wanted to cover Tommy in his own scent and wrap him up in his arms and keep everyone else away, almost as much as he wanted to fuck him and bury himself as deep inside his soulmate as he could. Deep enough that Tommy would whine and come and have everything he needed.

But he also wanted to curl close over Tommy and kiss his neck, growl against his skin and thrust as deep into him as he could while he opened his mouth and bit down on Tommy's neck. He didn't really meant to, but it wasn't just a love bite or a sexual bite - it broke through the skin, a mating bite he also knew nothing about but wouldn't have regretted even if he had, unless Tommy didn't want it.

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There are the teeth. They didn't talk about that, but really, isn't it a foregone conclusion? Soulmates? Not all soulmate pairs were Alpha and Omega, after all. So you could have a different mate than you had soulmate. And Tommy was loving it, his whole body screaming out as the teeth broke the skin. A knot and teeth in his neck.

Tommy screamed and came, his whole body tightening around James. Perfect. Sublime even. Satisfaction at its deepest and truest.

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James didn't have any resistance to Tommy screaming out, and milking his dick as he came. He smelled even better now, because he sort of smelled like he was James'. Or more his. And he felt ... god he felt so good.

James followed him over the edge, thrusting as deep into him as he could and plastering his body along Tommy's back, teeth still in his neck and knot fully inflating to lock them together.

Only James still didn't realize that, mostly incoherent with pleasure and closeness, hand falling away from Tommy's dick to press back against the soulmark on his chest. "Love you so much," he mumbled. Since along with not learning the basics of omegas and alphas, he'd also never been told it was bad to drop that for the first time mid-sex. He just felt all ... full of it, so he said it.

He licked at the healing bite on Tommy's neck, rumbling a pleased growl at the sight of it ... and then realizing he'd bitten Tommy. "Umm." It was really difficult to get upset about something when you were flooded with as much pleasure and still inside someone, so he just sort of felt a mild alarm. "Shit. I bit you. I don't know why I did that," James muttered, kissing the mark contritely.

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No. Oh god no. Love? If it wasn't for the fact that he was tied to his lover by a knot, well... He might run. Then again, the heat kept him here. Made those words better than good. And mostly he's left shivering.

"Fuck, man, you didn't want to like, talk to me before you bit? My brother is gonna tease me over this."

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James shook his head. "I don't ... know why I did? Just felt right," he said helplessly. He kissed the already-healing spot again. "Sorry if it hurt. I didn't mean to hurt you. I want ... I want to give you everything you want. Anything. I'll go get a band-aid or something?" he said, voice still sounding a little breathless and a lot blissed out.

He rolled his hips, just to feel Tommy around him still, and then reluctantly started to pull back, mostly so he could collapse and pull Tommy in close to him and see his face and kiss him a few dozen times. But then he stopped since that ... didn't work. He could move inside Tommy (and it felt amazing) but he couldn't ... pull out.

Now that he was aware of it, James could tell it was because there was like ... a growth. On his dick? Keeping him inside Tommy. Something really wrong with him, apparently. "Oh god," he said, quiet but miserable sounding all the sudden. "I can't ... move," he said helplessly. Which wasn't exactly accurate.

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"OF course you can't move. Don't be silly. Just... flop down with me."

He licks his lips and turns his head to the side.

"How long is your average?" How long before his knot normally goes down? "Like, not to be twitchy of something. Had an Alpha once who didn't go down for twenty minutes. Fucker. Just rather go and get some of my food before the heat kicks up again."

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"No, like ... there's something wrong with me? Uh, swelling, but not like ... I don't know," James said, frantic and embarrassed and really, really sorry to ruin this because it was too good to get screwed up by something wrong with him.

He blinked at Tommy, expression baffled. "What?" He didn't have an average? Since this was the only time he'd done that. And he really didn't want to hear about Tommy doing anything with anyone else. It sort of made him want to bite AGAIN, though he managed not to this time. "You keep saying that. Alpha? What does that mean?"

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Something wrong with him? Swelling. What's an...

"Oh god," Tommy groans, shaking a little. "Oh god, you know even know... There's nothing wrong with you, James. You've knotted me. Fuck, you gave me a mating mark. Fucking hell, was that all just... just instinct?"

This is killing him to think about.

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Well THAT was obviously not true, since he still couldn't pull free of Tommy, and trying was just kind of giving his dick ideas, and it plainly already had issues. "We had soulmate marks," James said. "I ... sort of? You keep saying that too, knotting. What? I mean, I've never done this before so I just wanted to ... do right. And make you happy. And god I wanted to be with you because you're amazing and so hot, but something's screwed up with me, and I can't ... get out. Of you. I'm sorry!"

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Oh god, he's going to be... the worst. Tommy groans and reaches back. Puts a steadying hand on James' back before rolling them to the side to lay down. To rest. And that's all he can do.

"Fuck, I do not want to spend my heat giving you the birds and the bees. Geez, at least tell me you got a condom on. I wasn't able to focus to think. And now, with the mark, I'm just gonna be begging you to get me pregnant. Short version? You're an Alpha. I'm an Omega. When Alphas orgasm, or just before, they knot. That swelling you've got. Ties them to the Omega, if they're with an Omega. Old, stupid evolutionary thing. I don't know, I don't do science. I'm an Omega. Self-lubricating little breeder. I hate it."

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"I ... what?" James didn't protest as Tommy moved them, stunned by what he said. And also just curling in closer, instinct guiding him again when he wasn't working to get in the way of it, arm curling around Tommy and body fitting up against his.

"You can get pregnant?" James finally said. "Like ... but how ..." he was suddenly acutely aware that the arm he'd wrapped around Tommy had his hand settled right over his belly, and he blushed, shifting it up a little. "I don't think any of that is a thing. In my world." Because yeah, he'd never heard of it.

And ... crap. "Umm ... no. I didn't. I'm sorry. I didn't know. I still don't know. I screwed this up. I just ... you looked so ... and you smelled ... I just wanted you so much." It hadn't been like the weird sex chemicals stuff. It had felt more ... James didn't know. Like them, just a them he didn't know.

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Geez, Tommy was pretty sure he had suggested using a condom. Fuck.

“Note to self, call Billy about magicking up some Plan B. I cannot have kids. I would be the literal worst parent.”

Dammit they really have failed James. Because no one realized he was an Alpha and no one taught him this stuff. Apparently they had just assumed. Tommy has too. But he sighs and presses back against James, trying not to make pleased noises when touched.

“You’re an Alpha and you could smell the pheromones from my heat. Sorta an Onega broadcast of ‘hey I am fertile and you could get kids’ or some shit. Instinct made you act. And you did everything right. And it’s gonna be a whole three days of this. I have shorter cycles than most Omegas. Speedster thing I think. But you’re free to run once your knot goes down. I’ve gotten by on knotting dildos before.”