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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"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.

[capson]

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.”

[capson]

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?"

[doubled_speed]

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.

[capson]

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."

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James groaned. "Yeah," he said. Even if he couldn't, he'd find a way because Tommy asked and he wanted to give Tommy anything he asked for.

Except ... "How do I ... it's still not small enough?" He thought he'd hurt Tommy if he tried to pull out. It'd started to maybe deflate a little but then Tommy was moving like that and making noise and ... yeah. James was hard still, so he guessed the knot part was too?

God, so weird. But Tommy felt so good too.

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"D-don't fuck me," Tommy grits out and he HATES it. He shivers as he claws at the bed. This is the worst.

Preventative measures was important. And he's sweating so hard, so desperate, and he can't do it.

[capson]

James made a little pained noise since ... god, that was what he really wanted to do. And he could tell it was what Tommy actually wanted him to do, which made him want to do it even more. But he nodded against the back of Tommy's neck. "Okay. Okay. Just umm ... I'm sorry. Just hold still okay? Sorry." James kissed against his neck and made himself do the same, breathing in shallowly and trying to think of ... something other than how Tommy felt around him and how much James wanted him. Or how he smelled.

He groaned, since that wasn't working too well.

It took way too long before James managed to actually pull out, mumbling apologies. Even if his knot had gone down enough to manage it, he was still mostly hard and it was the opposite of what he wanted to do, but he did do it. He just wasn't sure what to do once he had, so he just slid his hand a little helplessly along Tommy's side, repeating it again. "Sorry."

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Don't be stupid. Tommy fumbles for a nearby drawer, hauls it open and pulls out a whole strip of condoms. Likely they'll need them all and more. He tosses the strip at James. All the sorts that have some additional ribbing for an Omega's pleasure, and grins at him with bared teeth.

"This time I wanna see you as you fuck me, Alpha. Please? I'll be good."

[capson]

James had gotten a very cursory overview of how condoms work via a vid at home. But it definitely had not included having a big ... thing on it. "Umm."

He started to ask how, but then Tommy was grinning up at him, and begging, and James groaned. "God you're so ... how are you so good?" he asked, wondering and kissing him fiercely. "I will. You're the best. Put it on me, and I'll give you what you want, promise." Since Tommy would do it right.

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Well, if they were in a different situation then Tommy would roll the damn thing on with his mouth. As it is he's a burst of speed. Fast and careful to get a condom open and on before he moves to nuzzle James' neck.

"Please. Fill me up good. I'm yours."

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James shivered at the ghost of a feeling of Tommy's hand on him, head tilting for his nuzzling. He reached to touch that new mark on Tommy's neck, remembering. "You can, if you want," he said. Since it was only fair. Plus James kind of thought he'd like it.

But he did what he was asked, slipping back between Tommy's legs and back inside him. It felt different with the condom, but still amazing, and like he belonged there, or like Tommy just welcomed him there. James groaned. "Tommy. God, never gonna get enough of this with you."

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Tommy keens in pleasure at the touch. Dammit, he hates how easily aroused by such a simple touch he is. And he wants it, so bad. So much so bad. But he doesn't even see a point to commenting. About anything. What he wants is happening and it makes him shiver and plead and move to kiss his Alpha lightly.

"I'll always be yours. For you, Alpha. However you want me. Whenever."

Tommy's never this submissive.