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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[capson]

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.

[capson]

James kissed back, growling low and happy. He might not know how rare that kind of submissiveness was, but he did know it was precious and thrilling to have Tommy offer himself up like that, to promise he was James'. He was, everything in James kept telling him so. But it was still a thrill to hear Tommy say it like he believed it. "You. Tommy, just want you. Always. My soulmate, my Tommy," James said, kissing him again, hungry and deep, hips already picking up a rhythm to thrust into him. "I want you ... full," he said, not even sure why he said it, but absolutely meaning it.

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What a wonderful thing to hear. Tommy whines and rocks his hips against James, happy to enjoy the way he'd being pressed into. Full, he can't imagine wanting to be anything more than that. Wanting to give himself to his Alpha so bad.

"Harder. Please. Give me everything. I wanna be yours, only yours forever."

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"Anything, god, Tommy, anything. Always." James couldn't imagine telling Tommy no. It was like it was impossible to do. Not that he even wanted to try. "You are, you are, swear. I'm yours, you're mine. Gonna make you so full, full as you want."

He wished there wasn't a condom, but didn't know why that mattered when it still felt so good. It was just some part of his brain didn't want it. Wanted to fill Tommy up with all of him, make sure he'd just always smell like James and feel him.

He pressed his fingers into his mark on Tommy's chest again, just another reminder, kissing him as he did just what Tommy asked, fucked him harder, drilling into him hard and deep.

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It's hours and days before the whole mad rush of it really passes. Between rounds, when Tommy's more sensible, he does little teaching lectures. Eats his supplies and downs all the water he can and relieves himself while he talks about Omega biology while blushing, and stereotypical Alpha roles bitterly, and how he is almsot driven mad by the biological need to mate. How his cycles are unpredictable and he'd about jump any Alpha who was near him in those times.

It's a lot of talking, and a hell of a lot of sex. And on the dawn of the third day he wakes up, cuddled right up against James, and breathes a sigh of relief because damn if the heat isn't killing him anymore. He just feels like... him.

And now there's a bit of thinking to do. Is James still going to want him when he isn't overwhelmed by the scent of Tommy's heat? Or is he going to be freaked when he's from a world where this isn't a thing?

[capson]

James had no idea what he was doing, but he just went along with it. He started to sort of understand his own instincts a little, as Tommy explained in brief lulls of sanity, but he worried because Tommy kind of seemed to hate the idea of them.

He got over worrying during the middle of things though, because Tommy didn't hate it then.

It was kind of bizarre, not knowing his own anatomy, or why he wanted the things he wanted. But it was also kind of ... nice? Knowing he was kind of suited to Tommy even more than they knew, even if it didn't make sense?

Still, by the end of it James was worn out, and when Tommy finally really slept for more than a fitful hour or two, James passed out two, holding tight to Tommy and sleeping like the dead. James had enhanced stamina - but not like Tommy, and probably not even the full dose of what James would end up with eventually, yet.

So it took him a few minutes to stir when Tommy woke. James had never exactly been an easy-to-wake guy anyway, and he made a grumbling noise at first, holding tighter to Tommy like he was an oversized Teddy bear and ducking his head into Tommy's hair, refusing to let go. Or to wake up.

But he did finally blink open his eyes sleepily, taking in that Tommy was there, and still. "Hey," he said, rough throated from how much he'd been talking or growling the last few days. "You okay?" he asked, automatically. James had latched on pretty hard to the Alpha tendency to want to caretake, it seemed, since he'd been getting water or cleaning Tommy up whenever his legs weren't too shaky.

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Dude, he doesn't need coddled, he's not some fragile weepy Omega who just can't handle their own life. Right? Right. Tommy sighs and just wraps his arms more tightly around James.

"I'll be fine. Just sore. And fucking embarrassed."

[capson]

James didn't have any built-in assumptions about omegas other than what Tommy was feeding him. He just knew that his inner Alpha wanted to take care of Tommy, and thought Tommy was amazing, so that's what he was doing.

He made a pleased sound as Tommy hugged him. "Maybe a bath? For the sore? If that would help? But don't be. Embarrassed, I mean. You're ... that was ... you're just kind of perfect, and it was amazing. I wish you weren't sore though."

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"Dude, after how many times you fucked me, are you surprised I'm sore?" Tommy asks, rolling his eyes. And he looks up at James, trying not to... look vulnerable. There was still just enough Omega instincts in him right now that he had to wonder if the wishing meant his Alpha regretted it. Stupid fucking instincts.

"I feel weird, being that damn desperate."

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James blushed, even if he felt sort of proud too, and it showed. His hand came up to smooth through Tommy's hair.

"Okay," James said. "I mean ... you can feel however you feel but ... it's just me? I'm your soulmate, I love you, and I thought you were beautiful and amazing. Plus don't I get like that too? You called it something different. Uh ... rut? I think? But it's kind of the same, right?" James hesitated, because he really didn't want to, but after a second he still offered. "Do you want me to stay away? Next time?"

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"Yeah, you'll have a rut. It... isn't nearly as bad for an Alpha as it is for an Omega. Basically you just need to get your rocks off a bit. It's not days."

Wait, what? Stay away next time? Tommy glares up at him.

"Don't you even fucking dare. That was the easiest heat I've ever had you asshole. Toys don't compare to getting railed by a strong Alpha. And, fuck, the bite... it'd be hard to get another Alpha for it now."

[capson]

"I felt pretty desperate during that too." James shrugged a little, bending his head to kiss Tommy's shoulder. "So ... still not just you. I know it's not the same. But ... I don't know. I mean, I don't want you to feel bad about it?"

He laughed, shaking his head quickly. "No! I mean, I don't WANT to not be there. I just meant if it was making you feel weird, then I could stay away. I want ... god, Tommy, I really want to." He tightened his arms around his soulmate and growled very softly. "Maybe don't talk about another Alpha?"

He kissed the mark he'd left on Tommy's neck. "Is that okay? The bite?"

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Geez, he never expected someone to be this possessive over him. And... Well, he kind of WANTS it. Wants to be possessed. So badly.

"I mean, I would have wanted to wait a while before doing it, but... if it's you, yeah. It's okay. I didn't.. I didn't know you were an Alpha. I didn't. I'm sorry I kept so many secrets."

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James couldn't really help it. He didn't have years of working with his own hormones or inclinations to go on, he was still all instinct. So he didn't always know when he should try to batter something down and when he should just let it happen.

"I didn't really know what I was doing," James said, apologetically. "I'm sorry for doing it without asking or before you were ready. But I'm not ... sorry it's there? And you can still do it to me. Whenever you want." He made a little dismissive sound, face ducking to press into Tommy's neck, muffling his voice a bit. "I didn't know. How could you know? I don't think I was, at home. I think it's ... I don't know. Because I'm yours? So it's so I'm better for you? So you get everything you need and want. Since you deserve it."

He lifted his head to look at Tommy. "It's okay. You can tell me anything though, but I get why you didn't. If I'd found out that I had a knot on my dick when I wasn't with you, I might not have wanted to tell you, either, right away." Though it probably would have come up in context. Since James had no resistance to Tommy even when Tommy wasn't in heat.

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Nope, offering his own neck to Tommy is still hella arousing. Tommy moans and shifts away from James at the awkwardness of being hard. Again. Already. Fuck.

"Dude, when you offer your neck it's, like, fucking obscene."

And he's definitely not going to laugh at the idea of knots being shocking. James really didn't know what was going on. Hell they had so much education to give the guy.

[capson]

Oh, yeah. James could smell that now, even without that extra-sweet smell that James had learned to associate with Heat, he still could smell arousal. It was still pretty amazing smelling. He laughed and just stretched his neck out temptingly for Tommy, batting his eyelashes playfully and stroking a hand along his back. "So ... like when you were on your knees and I basically felt like I was gonna die if I didn't get inside you?" he teased. "It's okay. You can bite whenever you want, promise."

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He's really... Tommy just stares at James in shock, blushing.

"You don't get it, James. An Alpha accepting an Omega's mark is... it's like."

Wait. They're... soulmates. This is still a step down. This is what people who aren't soulmates do. Guess he just... has stupid instinct stuff going on. So he moves and licks over the bared skin.

"You want it?"

[capson]

James blushed constantly. He was pale and freckled and redheaded, it just happened. But it was so freaking cute when Tommy did it, and James loved it, leaning in to kiss him again.

James shrugged. "I don't know what Alphas do. But I don't care? I'm not an Alpha taking an Omega's mark. I'm taking YOUR mark. I'm taking my soulmate's mark. And yeah, I want it. I want everything from you."

James shivered when Tommy licked him, arm curling tighter around him.

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Everyone is going to know. And Tommy decides not to care. Instead he grazes his teeth against James' neck.

"I am a bit peckish."

[capson]

James hadn't really thought about everyone knowing. But if he had, he would have liked that anyway. He was kind of ridiculously proud that Tommy wanted anything to do with him. He loved the mark he had from Tommy, and another one that Tommy did deliberately - yeah, James wanted that.

He laughed at the words though. "Dork," he accused. Because Tommy wasn't, really. He was a million times cooler than James. But he also kind of was sometimes. "Eat up then," he said, neck arching, trying to be inviting.

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Very inviting. Tommy groans and finally sinks his teeth in, biting firmly and holding there to make sure the mark takes. Once he lets up he licks over the new, faint mark imprinted on James' skin.

"Mine," he mumbles, nuzzling the other man's neck, scenting him. He smelled so damn good.

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It hurt, but it was a sharp kind of hurt that somehow felt good, too. Felt right? James sucked in a sharp breath, pulse of aroused heat going through him with the bite. "Tommy," he said, thick-voiced and that kind of hopelessly enraptured he couldn't help but be with his soulmate sometimes.

His fingers found the mark he'd left on Tommy's neck too, touching there as Tommy scented him. "Yeah. Yours. Always," James promised.

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Tommy groans over the touch, shivering. James doesn't even know what he's saying there, but it's good.

"So you know, the team is probably going to want to throw a party for us."

[capson]

James didn't understand instincts or how things worked exactly. But he understood soul mates, and he understood what always meant just fine. So he knew what he was saying. It didn't really matter what happened - he'd always be Tommy's. Even if something happened and they weren't together, he'd still be Tommy's. But James didn't intend to let that happen if he could do anything about it. They had marks and now anatomy telling them they were supposed to be together. It meant something. James loved him, he wasn't half-hearted about that.

"Mmmm," James agreed absently. And then registered what Tommy said and lifted his head. "What? A party?"