The Way It Burns
Mar. 15th, 2015 07:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
doubled_speedIf 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.
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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Date: 2020-04-14 04:00 pm (UTC)His smile went soft and warm. "Yeah," James agreed. "Whenever you want. I'm all yours too so ... you can take what you want when you want?" He blushed but his smile was a little teasingly flirtatious too. "Just don't expect me to STAY in my right mind though? I kind of never do when you touch me."