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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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.”

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This was all way, way too much for James to absorb, since about 80% of him just wanted to cuddle and pet Tommy and tell him a million times more how great he was. But he frowned a little. "You wouldn't." Since there were a lot of really shitty parents, and Tommy was a hero who cared about people, so James didn't think he'd be a bad parent.

Even if just thinking about it was insane.

James made the noise for him, an automatic sort of rumble of happiness when Tommy cuddled against him. "Okay ... I don't think ... maybe this is a soulmate thing. For me. Because I don't think any of this is in my world or I'd have ... I mean I'd have heard SOMETHING about it. But ... why would I want to go? Unless you want me to because I screwed up but ... I just want to be with you." He nuzzled against Tommy's neck, scenting him without knowing. "You do smell really amazing. But you were ... I mean you were alone. Did you not want me with you?"

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Tommy? He wants to flee because James said that he loves Tommy. Granted mostly the Omega part of him is in control and it LOVES being loved by his Alpha. His mate. His partner. And damn he's moaning over the scenting. Damn, he's fucking obscene.

"You're gonna need a crash course in how to properly handle the social shit of being an Alpha with a mate. Scenting in public is inappropriate."

And he loves it. If only the guy would lick his neck. Tommy would actually melt.

"I... It's complicated. Like, I didn't think you could knot me which would be weird for us both. And then like... I'm an Omega."

Tommy says the word with a serious tone of disgust to it.

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"Scenting? How can I help smelling? Like ... nose plugs?" James asked, confused. Tommy was moaning, too, which meant James just automatically did the same thing again, nuzzling in against his neck.

James was a teenager who'd just met his soulmate. He'd never had a boyfriend (or a girlfriend), never dated, never had any kind of experience before Tommy. It was inevitable that something as vibrant as a soulbond would hit him like a runaway train. But add in sudden onset Alpha instincts and the fact that James was just personally inclined to want to love his soulmate, and to think that Tommy was amazing - it really was probably just surprising he hadn't popped out with it sooner.

Every time Tommy mentioned the knot, James wanted to squirm and ... feel it. In Tommy. It took heroic amounts of self control not to. "So the uh, knot. It's good. For you?" he asked. "Omega is bad?" he asked, sounding skeptical. Because if that's what Tommy was, he didn't think so.

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"No, man. It's about... smelling right there that way."

Damn, that's a thing. He's shaking and almost hard again. It's already ramping up again and he needs that.

Knots are amazing. In ways he can't even begin to put into words.

"Omegas are weak willing, whining, pleading little messes once their heats come upon them. They're weaker in general. They're only good for housework and raising pups."

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"Here?" James asked, doing it again. He was being a shit this time, on purpose, because ... Tommy liked it, he could tell. He could see it and hear it in his voice. And also smell it maybe? Somehow? God this was weird. But sort of a little bit great, too. He kissed the bite mark he'd left again. "So the biting is ... like another soulmate mark? Does that mean you bite me?" James thought he'd like that.

He frowned though, lifting his head. "Yeah, but you're none of that," he pointed out. "You're stronger than I am. You're a better hero than I am. You're not ... I don't know. Whining? You're explaining all the stuff I don't know. I ... Tommy, I don't even know these words, or why they're supposed to mean the crap you say they are. I just know you. And you're my soulmate, and my boyfriend, and my friend, and just ... you're great. So if that's what people think Omegas are, and you're an Omega, pretty sure they must be really wrong. Plus isn't that the kind of stuff they used to say about girls - women - before? And that was crap too, Torunn would knock anyone who tried to say it into another atmosphere probably." James tightened his arm around Tommy. "It's all new to me. The ... pups. Seriously? You say pups? That's cute. But uh. That. And the knot and the omega and the ... all of it. It's SO WEIRD. But this? With you? Is great."

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Bite James? Mark him? Wow way for Tommy to go from hardening to rock hard in an instant, and his voice breaks into a low keening noise. What a suggestion. Offering to let an Omega bite like that? Why is the man so good when he doesn't know what he's talking about? At all?

"Why would they say that about girls? Kate's an Alpha."

You're not making sense, James.

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James didn't know what caused that keen, but he recognized it as a good thing, along with that heady, heightened scent of arousal that Tommy gave off. He kissed at Tommy's neck again, Hips rocking to grind inside him again.

He huffed a little. "I don't know. People just said stuff like that about girls, in old movies or books we read, at home. It doesn't mean it was ever true. Just like it doesn't make it true about you."

Though he was kind of confused about how Kate could be an alpha. If Alphas had knots where would hers BE? And he was absolutely never asking that. He'd just look it up. Sometime.

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Those are questions Tommy can't answer because his hips are starting to move. The words have gotten him all bothered again, ramping up his need despite how recently he's gotten off. This is both better than and worse than a normal heat.

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James' knot ... thing hadn't even gone done yet. He didn't know if that was normal. None of this was normal for him since he'd never done this before to start with, and he'd definitely never heard of any of this alpha-omega stuff.

But normal ... wasn't that important when Tommy did that with his hips. James groan-growled against Tommy's neck and rocked back into him too, hand sliding down to wrap around his cock, see if he was already hard again. He'd found out just how fast that could happen the last time weird sex stuff happened to them. He ... really didn't mind that. At all.

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Well, Tommy's not the normal omega either.

"Ca-can you fuck me like this?"

He needs it and the desperation is about breaking him. Why are words even a thing? Why can't he just be a primal beast caught up in the pleasure? Except... Some part of him makes him shake his head.

"No. We gotta... wait. Get a condom."