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Baekhyun works at a research facility as an on-site doctor - the subject of research? Wild wolves, their undomesticated counterparts. Omega Baekhyun just stays out of the lab unless somebody is hurt. The research isn’t of his concern or interest.
And it doesn’t matter, until one day a wild Alpha is brought in and the entire lab is high strung on excitement - Wild Alphas are rare, and extremely difficult to catch. They’ve only ever had one wild Alpha to study before - and that didn’t end well. Baekhyun was there to clean
up the carnage.

Baekhyun is aware of the stir - the Alpha was brought in early this morning as Hyun was helping a wild Omega through a birthing scare- it had been a false alarm, but he has been awake ever since, scanning over his book in the early morning darkness in the lounge.
He watches the other employees all stride in earlier than usual, and then he hears from Yixing, the lead psychologist tending to the lab.

“It’s an Alpha,” he says breathlessly, pouring himself a cup of coffee. “Over the phone they said he was a real beauty, a perfect specimen.
I came as soon as I could.”

“I’ll be here all day if you need me,” Hyun says, poignant. But the Alpha just smiles.

“Thank you Baekhyun, but I don’t think it’ll be as bad as last time,” Yixing says, and he’s gone.
Not as bad as last time.

A few hours later, once the whole research team has arrived, Hyun responds to his pager calling him to the lower level lab.
The limited-access security door bleeps as he swipes his card and it blinks green. He jogs down the dull and cold secluded hallway. There’s commotion before the doors of quarantine and the observation room.

“He was so strong,” one of the two bloodied guards says.
He’s flattened against the floor in pain. Hyun kneels by his side. “What’s your name?”

“Captain Yunho at your service.”

“I’m Dr. Byun Baekhyun.

“Deep breath for me please Captain.” He presses a stethoscope to his chest and then to his sides. Times his pulse. “And again.”
His breath is labored.

“Captain can you wiggle your toes please?”

“Yes Doctor.”

There’s no movement.

“Can you tell me if this hurts Captain?” Hyun presses a hand to his side and the Alpha lets out a wail of pain. “I’m sorry,” he says gently, arranging his hands to his sides.
“Take deep, slow breaths. Don’t try to move, okay? We’re looking at three broken ribs, bruised lungs, and internal bleeding. Was your spine hit anywhere?”

“That sounds bad, Doctor.”

“Did you experience any trauma to your spine?”

“I think so.” The guard then chokes,
“He’s a beast. I could see the madness in his eyes.”

“Don’t exert yourself, Captain,” Hyun says. He looks up at one of the bystanders. “Call an ambulance.”

“Paramedics don’t have clearance down here,” the Beta scientist says.

Hyun grunts, exasperated. “Then I’ll need help
getting them upstairs.”

The other guard sustains similar injuries. Hyun sets his broken arm and presses a bandage to his bleeding scalp, waiting for a gurney to arrive.

His eyes draw up the looming gray door of quarantine. Every wild specimen has gone through them.
But only now is there a new dent in the door. In a 4-foot-thick steel door.

Then someone calls his name: “Doctor Byun Baekhyun, there’s someone that needs you in the observation room.”

He struts past the NO ENTRY-AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY sign and into the cool chamber.
He crouches beside a scientist panting in pain against the wall. His Omega instincts clutch his chest.

“Why wasn’t I called in earlier?” he asks.

“I’ll live. They won’t.”

“In my watch, yes they will. Where does it hurt?”

The Beta’s injuries are worse than he imagines clearly.
One of his arms is ripped halfway out of its socket and half of his jaw, Hyun realizes, is shattered. He begins tending to a wound similar to the guard’s on his scalp.

Within minutes a team assembles and helps Hyun lift the patients onto stretchers pulled from storage.
They rush to the ambulance outside. As Hyun wipes his forehead with the back of his wrist the paramedics give him a quizzical look.

“What happened?”

Hyun shakes his head.

Not as bad as last time, Yixing had said.They’d never had to call an ambulance before. Not even last time.
A few hours later Hyun receives another call- not on his pager, which would indicate an emergency- but on his cell phone. When he picks it up Yixing greets him on the other end.

📲“Can you come down to the lower lab please?”
Hyun is already on his feet, pushing up his sleeves. “What happened?”

📲”Nothing. The team just wants to talk to you.”

Hyun immediately feels wary of the situation, suspicious of the motives, but his wolf is curious. He knows that this company isn’t known for its integrity or
properly moral ways. Last year a nosy journalist had tried to break open a story about unethical lab experimentation on live subjects.

This is why Hyun stays out of the lab.
He’s admitted into the observation room where just a few hours ago a man was dying. Of course Yixing greets him all to cheerily.

“Hey, thanks for coming!”

“What is this about? Is someone hurt?” He scans the room, on his toes.

“No, you can put down your things.”
Hyun resists but carefully sets down his gear. A room full of eyes is on him. It’s stupidly quiet Hyun thinks, when finally someone breaks the silence at the other end of the room.

“Would you like to know what happened earlier in quarantine?”

Hyun frowns. “No I don’t actually.”
“Then why don’t you come here and take a look at this?”

They feature to the wall of viewing windows, and for the first time Hyun steps into their fluorescent light. When he finally turns to look out, his heart momentarily stops.
The creature there standing there, tall, bare chested, lean and muscular, on the other side of the glass, billowing with fear and fury, is startlingly beautiful.

And he’s staring right at Hyun.

A shiver goes down the Omega’s spine. He crosses his arms.
The Alpha’s body visibly clenches; muscles ripple under a taut abdomen. His eyes are dank and unwavering. Despite himself, Hyun feels his Omega pussy thunder between his legs.

The scientists awe. “He’s been inconsolable. In an unstoppable rage until the Doctor first walked in.
Look at him. He was less calm than this when he was sedated.”

“That Alpha is not calm,” Hyun says. “He’s stressed.” He paces slowly towards the center of the room, and much to his chagrin, the Alpha’s eyes follow him.

He blinks, bewildered. “This glass is one-sided right?
He can’t see me.”

“That’s right.”

Hyun, entranced, forces his eyes down and heads for the door.

“Perhaps you should conceive a different approach to these studies. These are wild Alphas, conventional practices aren’t going to work. I’ll be upstairs tending to my patients.
Don’t let anyone in there until I get back.”

They’re not used to an Omega giving orders, but they respect Hyun. Trust that if they’re on the verge of death, he’ll be the one to swoop in and save them. He’s the main physician for their wild Omega specimens and a talented midwife.
But today is different. Hyun is about to reach the door when a Beta stops him. “Wait. We still have a job for you.”

Someone explains, “The Alpha was given a potent sedative at the time of his capture. We usually try to complete our day-one exams before it wears off.
Dr. Kim, the injured Beta, was supposed to administer the last exam. But we hadn’t realized the original sedative had work off. The Alpha has a very fast metabolism.”

“I was told it wasn’t going to be as bad as last time,” Hyun says, melancholic. He rubs the bridge of his nose.
“It won’t be, Doctor. This Alpha isn’t rabid. We already got back the blood tests.”

Hyun’s eyes draw back out the windows. “Why do you need me then?” he asks, rolling down his sleeves. “Is the Alpha injured?”

“Well, no. We were wondering if you would administer the sedative and
perform the last exam.”

Hyun’s eyes freeze on him, and then warily trek to every face around the room, searching for uncertainty, but he finds no humor in their eyes. The cocktail of scents in the air is tough and unpleasant.

He shakes his head. “No. I’m not a scientist.”
“But you’re a doctor,” Yixing jumps in. “So this is within your scope of practice.”

Hyun eyes them carefully. “What’s the last exam?”

“A physical.”

“A standard physical? That’s very simple. Someone else could do it easily. My work is not in the lab.”
The head scientist does an uncertain dance and his face twists. “But it’s not a standard physical. This exam requires more...tact. Your presence clearly calms the Alpha down.”

Now Hyun is suspicious. He eyes them carefully. “What is the last physical exam?”

“A fertility test.”
Hyun isn’t sure what to say to that. His mind twists and tongue globs in his mouth, so he just accepts the Manila folder handed to him and listens closely as the head of research goes on:

“From the blood samples we were able to clear him of any diseases. We already did the
standard physical- he’s a heathy young Alpha, late teens, early twenties. A little malnourished and lacking certain vitamins. After we complete the fertility exam we can move onto the fun stuff.”

Hyun doesn’t know what “fun stuff” consists of.
He once responded to a call and walked in on them doing a fertility exam on a wild Omega, it was quite galling. He had left feeling strangely scarred.

Inside the folder is a mostly blank patient summary. 6’2” height. 70kg. Aged 17~23. Place of capture. 19/20 vision and so on.
“We would like to see how responsive he is to stimulation,” says the scientist. “Later we’ll be studying his sexual habits and rut patterns, but for now all we need is a sperm sample. We can find out his average litter size and breeding potency.”
Hyun heard through the grapevine that they had been considering breeding wild wolves in the lab.

Weary, Hyun tries, “It’s called quarantine for a reason. Has he been cleaned?”

The head of research smiles. “Disinfected by a mist. Like the examiner and guards. Please, Doctor?”
It seems haphazardly risky. Like they’re rushing the process. Hyun glances back at the beautiful Alpha through the window. At the untamed power of his body.

He doesn’t know what kind of tests they’ll be doing later, but this Alpha is going to be a real beast to work with.
He doesn’t care to know. They’ve got their hands full. He might as well do what he can, or they’ll be picking on him for years.

By way of conceding he mutters, “Are you going to need a prostate exam?”

“That would be ideal.”

Yixing steps up to him. “Are you sure Baekhyun?
I mean, because he’s an Alpha, and you’re an Omega...”

“I’m a professional, Yixing,” Hyun says, a bit gruff, not totally surprised by what Yixing is suggesting might happen when he goes in. “I’ve performed fertility tests before.”

“On Alphas?”

“This isn’t my first rodeo.”
He turns to the head of research. “I’m assuming I’ll have to do a manual sperm collection.”

“No actually, we have a machine.” He gestures back to the window again and Hyun sees it this time in the corner- a new contraption. An automated, moving, warm, fleshlight in essence.
It replicates the feeling of the inside of an Omega’s womb. Insert the cock, strap the standing patient to it, wait a few minutes. It’s not entirely unethical.

Before he knows it Hyun is in the disinfectant chamber and suddenly the quarantine door unlocks for him.
The first thing he’s hit with is the intoxicating smell. Thick pheromones unlike he’s ever smelled wrap him up in a suffocating storm of emotion: fury, fear, and, dare he say it, libido. Hyun’s eyes dilate.

The tension is palpable. He pushes open the door and steps inside.
In the cool white light of the cubical room, the magnificent Alpha is out of place.

His skin is honeyed with the memory of the sun, his hair is ragged, a rugged air about him. There’s also a gauntness to his body, telling of the wild lifestyle. His face and body are severe and
angelic, athletic and elegant.
The clinical stench of the room means that with every breath, Hyun inhales the smell of his wilderness. Warm, dark, earthy, fresh.

Hyun closes the door behind him. The Alpha makes no move forwards or away, he only stands at the opposite corner of the room staring stonily.
Hyun is still. He remembers that this Alpha nearly crushed the rib cages of two 170-pounds-of-muscle-mass Alphas with his human hands.

Slowly he moves around the examination table. Nonthreatening. Nonsubmitting. Eyes focused on the ground. Professional.
He feigns casualness as he treads lightly forward, and the closer he gets, the more immediately he can feel the heat radiating from him and the heavier the Alpha’s gaze feels.

He‘s so close that the Alpha could reach out and touch him now. Could strangle him. Could butcher him.
The Alpha still hasn’t moved. Hyun unpacks his tools, syringes and swabs and test tubes, onto a tray just a foot away, breathing slowly, managing his feelings of fear and curiosity. He replaces his gloves. If he gives this Alpha no reason to be provoked he shouldn’t blow.
His plan momentarily falters when a moment later the Alpha lurches into his face and he scurries back, his back suddenly to the wall. Only then, when the Alpha is a mere centimeter from him, do they meet eyes.

His Omega quivers.

The stare is violent. The act was aggressive.
Behind the wall of mirrors the scientists fumble- have they just sent their Omega doc to his death?

Hyun levels his gaze at the Alpha peering down at him; he can’t tell if the Alpha is threatened by Hyun’s presence or intrigued by it, and after a moment he schools his breathing.
Professional. Nonthreatening. Nonsubmitting. Still, he doesn’t move.

He doesn’t think he could if he would: his Omega instincts keep him planted. He stares back into those wild, frightened eyes. So vibrant. So foreign.
It lasts for an entire minute. Then very slowly, with the suppressed power of a hunter in wait,the Alpha bends down and carefully puts his nose under Hyun’s ear.

Hyun doesn’t move. The Alpha is sniffing him, deciding if he’ll accept Hyun into his space.

Stay calm, Hyun thinks.
Suddenly there’s a loud slam as the door across the room explodes open- Hyun jumps. The six guards that had been lying in wait beyond the disinfectant chamber swarm into the room, guns raised.

“Back away!” someone shouts.

Oh, shit.
They were just supposed to be insurance, backup in case things went wrong.

If they weren’t wrong before they are now.

Uncannily, he can feel the Alpha shift and like a ghost, the wolf, much closer to the surface, shows itself. His muscles ripple, threatening to shift.
The Alpha whips around and crouches in front of Hyun, arms back shielding the Omega, and a violent snarl sends a rupture of goosebumps up Hyun’s body. The Alpha backs him into the corner, one hand behind his back gripping the Omega’s arm. Hyun lets out a tiny gasp.
The Alpha is /protecting/ him.

He looks over the crouched Alpha’s shoulders and tries to meet eyes with the guards, but their sights are set. They advance and, curiously, Hyun can sense the Alpha readying to attack.

“Stop!” he hisses. “Get /out/!”
The Alpha turns his head to listen and for a moment the guards look up.

“He attacked you Doctor!”

“He did not,” Hyun snaps. “Back off.”

“We can help you get out.”

“You’re making this much harder to do,” he says slowly. “Leave. The room.”

“But-“

“I can handle this. Get out.”
The guards back out and the door locks shut again, but the Alpha does not let up.

Hyun glances down at the hand gripping his arm- strong, calloused, broad.

From here he can see the tan plains of his back and the globes of his buttocks; smooth, barely concealed by the loincloth.
After another minute the Alpha leans back just slightly, and with no lashes or growls, Hyun takes this as a good sign.

He carefully nudges past the Alpha, and with his eyes, gestures towards the examination table. The moody Alpha steps towards it but makes no move to sit down.
This will have to do. Hyun preps the dose, extracts the sedative from a cartridge and flicks the syringe, then pushes one bead out of the tip of the needle.

He turns to face the Alpha, and at the sight of the needle the man jerks. He snarls away from it, suddenly spirited again.
Yet when Hyun moves closer and puts a gentle hand on his arm, he stills.

He doesn’t seem too pleased by the injection, but he lets Hyun do it anyway. The liquid disappears from the syringe and Hyun relaxes a little. The sedative is in.
Up close the Alpha is nothing like Hyun has ever seen. His eyes are unwavering, dark, and emotive. His face is small, but his wide eyes glitter, long and seraphic. Dents under his cheekbones age his face, but there’s something timeless and sculpted about his perfection.
He reminds Hyun of a Michelangelo statue.

The Alpha watches him intensely.

Hyun’s inner Omega flares in his groin.
Hyun naturally starts to take stock of the Alpha’s body. Sees a massive five-striped scar on the front his shoulder, one at the base of his neck, others on his hands. A thick scar runs down the entire length of his right thigh.

Hyun’s belly twists with unexpected want.
Some wild packs have their own dialects, but in case he does understand him, Hyun explains, “I’ll be performing a fertility exam. This will include checking physical responsiveness and health of your reproductive organs.”

The Alpha blinks back at him- likely doesn’t understand.
Hyun gently pushes on his shoulder and guides him to lie back on the examination table. Despite his obvious hesitation, the Alpha, whose fight slowly slips away as the sedative spreads through his body, heeds Hyun’s touch.
The moment is just docile enough to allow Hyun to bind the Alpha’s wrists to the table with leather straps. Behind the viewing windows, the observers gape- they can’t believe what they’re seeing. This isn’t happening, right?

Hyun starts with erogenous zones.
He states his intentions out loud for the observing scientists, then says casually, “Behind the ears-“

Touching his nitrile-gloved hands behind the Alpha’s large ears does unexpected wonders.

Hyun watches the Alpha’s abdomen clench. Wide eyes never leave his face.
Hyun’s expression remains neutral, eyes dull, curiosity quelled by deep breaths. He gently presses two fingers behind the other ear, then behind both at once. The Alpha squirms.

“Now the neck,” he announces. His fingers slide down the sides of the Alpha’s long, taut throat.
A shimmer of satisfaction runs through him when he notices the Alpha shiver. The Alpha grunts, voice deep and unruly.

“Nipples.”

He brushes his palms down the Alpha’s chest, and as soon as his fingers land on his dark nipples the Alpha lurches.
With his other hand Hyun reaches down and flips up the embroidered deerskin loincloth, unthinking. He’s forced to do a double take before he reaches for what’s underneath.

The Alpha’s cock is long, liberated, and growing to its full length as it becomes erect.

Unless his ears
are erotic hotspots, this Alpha has been under the influences of hormones since Hyun walked in. But Hyun hasn’t been releasing any pheromones, at least not that he knows of. He has acute control over his scent. The only way this Alpha could’ve smelled his momentary arousal is if-
No. Not possible.

And yet the front of Hyun’s pants are feeling tight too.

He feels a sudden dampness between his legs.

Hyun gulps.

Be professional, he thinks. He’s done fertility exams on Alphas before without interruption. It’s just a body...until Hyun thinks of it as meat.
The Alpha watches him, waiting, wanting.

In a sudden moment of gall Hyun grabs the cock and gives it a few stiff strokes before pressing his thumb under the head. The Alpha thrashes against the restraints and throws up his hips in a violent thrust.

“Frenulum.”
The Alpha’s chest purrs with a growl.

Hyun stimulates the cock’s head as his fingers dance over the Alpha’s hardening nipples. The Alpha keens and bucks again, and Hyun presses his hips down. Everything is growing, getting harder, reddening with readiness.
With very clinical movements Hyun moves one hand down to the Alpha’s bulbous testes.

“Scrotum and scrotal raphe-“

His fingers grip the Alpha’s balls. He rubs his thumb along the seam of them and the Alpha’s stomach twists and clenches, seizing with want. He feels around for
unusual bumps, looks for signs of infections or diseases, and finds none.

This Alpha is in perfect health.

In the prime mating and breeding age.

Young, beautiful, athletic, sticky with sweat and oh-so-delicious to Hyun’s sense of smell.

The Alpha thrusts up
into Hyun’s hand, rolling his hips to the pace of Hyun’s stiff strokes.

It only takes a second- one moment when Hyun isn’t focusing on keeping composure or worrying about the video surveillance recording this. One moment it’s just a penis, the next he’s noticing the precum
slicking up his fingers, or the veins pulsing, or the forceful power of each thrust-

Hyun’s breath quickens. Something wet spills into his underwear. What is this? Panicked, he strokes faster. He suddenly feels like a bubble waiting to burst, suddenly not entirely in control...
His wolf has risen to his goddamn surface.

Hyun holds his breath, his thighs clench together. His Omega pussy throbs and another glob of slick, and another, and another, wet his pants. A pitchy whine escapes him.

He’s never been out of control. Not for an Alpha. Not like this.
His wolf half suddenly makes a daring demand- or is it a plea?

/Submit./

Uncontrollable desire unlike his heats seizes his body and Hyun nearly drops his pants right there.

Alpha cock. This Alpha. He wants it.

It’s so inappropriate, his human half rations.
What better way to study a wild Alpha’s sexual patterns? argues his wolf half.

He hardly even notices the vibration of the Alpha’s gut-deep growl or his twisting abdomen or his flexing biceps; he’s just focusing on keeping slick from spilling everywhere.

Does he go to the door?
Or does he stay.

And get bred.

Then there’s a viscous snap as the leather straps break and a gasp falls from his lips as he stumbles backwards- there, catching his hips, the Alpha stares down at him. Sweating, taut like a bowstring ready to release, and asking for permission.
Hyun is hyperaware of his powerful breaths, strong hands, hot skin. Every part of this Alpha from his beauty to his breath is intense.

Baekhyun looks him in the eyes. Fear communicates itself through his scent, and in that moment, the Alpha’s glare softens. His grip eases.
The shadow of a sure smile quirks his beautiful lips.

Baekhyun’s hole gushes and his wolf takes over as he submits in the Alpha’s arms.
It’s a mad rush to get his pants off- it’s Hyun’s hands on his pants, but he isn’t sure he’s the one that pulls them down. His heart races as they both stumble backwards. His mind hazes. With one last yank his pants disappear and Hyun collides forward against the mirrored wall.
The Alpha flattens himself against Hyun’s back. The Omega lets out another whine as he props up his hands against the mirrors, hot all over.

In one sweep the Alpha rips off his underwear and Hyun looks down between his legs- he shivers as his slick spills out in a sticky stream.
His thighs are glistening wet. Behind him, the Alpha moans and starts rutting against him, wrapping his arms around him, so fucking warm.

The last Alpha that Hyun dated he struggled to get wet for. Never has his cock been so hard and pussy been so wet, not even during his heat.
He trembles as the length of the Alpha’s cock slides between his cheeks, daunting. He looks back up but refuses to look into the mirrors- partly because he doesn’t want to see himself, and partly because he knows what’s behind them.

When the Alpha pushes in, the Omega’s hole
gives way to him, so slick that he envelops the Alpha’s cock in one sheath. Hyun’s jaw drops and his entire body clenches in a gasp as a wave of tingles threatens to crumple him. Again, he’s partially in awe that he can take cock like this, and partially so full he can’t breathe.
He closes his eyes. The Alpha’s presence at his back is soothing, safe.

Hands move to his hips- Hyun is still regaining his balance as the Alpha pistons in and out slowly and Hyun’s pussy lips grip his cock.
He then begins to move faster, twisting his hands into the Omega’s black turtleneck to hold him tightly. The muscled girth of the Alpha’s cock /burns/, but the bright pain of each thrust is tamed by the relief of his cock suckled in by Hyun’s soaking walls.

With each hastening
thrust his belly tightens. The beast behind him lets out an animalistic grunt with each slap of skin and Hyun’s voice breaks with a whimper. His face twists as the start of an orgasm builds and his eyes open. He can’t help but see his reflection.
The first thing that strikes him is his own figure. His glowing cheeks, wild eyes, and fucked face. So /that’s/ what his sex face is...

his bent back, flushing skin, and athletic legs quivering with each thrust. His locked elbows are all that keep his face off the mirror.
Then he has a chance to look up at the Alpha- his face is hardened with focus, eroticized, lips parted and brow knitted. His hazelnut skin glows too. From here Hyun can map his muscular arms and chest with his eyes; he finds himself memorized. Unable to look away even as his
orgasm winds him up even tighter.

The Alpha’s thrusts deepen and Hyun finally collapses, caught between the mirror and the Alpha, right up against his reflection. The glass is cold against his hot cheek and it fogs before his mouth. His hardened nipples burn against the glass.
He arches against the mirror as the Alpha’s cock touches on a new spot within him, fucking him so deeply it feels like he’s in his belly. The Alpha’s hot hands leave his waist suddenly and come up and grab his hands- he puts his lips under Hyun’s ear,
seemingly to keep him in place, as he rips off his nitrile gloves and clutches his bare hands, pinning them against the mirror.

Like he just wants to hold Hyun’s hand.

Hyun bites back his obscenities, holds in the moans that want to jump out.
Slick slips out of his hole with each thrust, spilling down his thighs.

On the opposite side of the windows the room fills with pheromones and faces turn red. Here is their doctor that they’ve respected and revered, all work and no play, quivering and submitting with
a wild Alpha’s dick ruining his hole. Spilling his Omega juices all over the lab floor.

As Hyun stares into the mirrors trying to not lose the Alpha’s face, he’s looking right into their eyes.

Yixing has the decency to look away. Most of the time.
His hole starts to tighten around the Alpha’s cock and inside him, his womb flutters. Each thrust crushes him against his reflection until, finally, his knees collapse and he surrenders himself to the Alpha’s embrace once again.

The Alpha backs him off of the wall, holding him
tightly, their fingers still entwined, rutting still, and bends Hyun over the examination table.

He lets loose.

Every part of Hyun’s body ripples with tingles, arching onto his toes as an orgasm threatens to ruin him. The cock inside of him feels like it’s growing /still/.
The Alpha is unstoppable. His thrusts grow wild. He fucks him so good. So well. Fast, hard, breathlessly, without reserve. His hands on his hips are all that steady Hyun. The Omega slams the table with his palms, scrambling to find purchase. Hyun’s lips can hold back no more.
He lets out a pitiful wail, a wanton, destroyed cry, and a string of “Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck-“ And before he can stop himself, the words “Alpha! Alpha! Alpha please please please Alpha- “ float from the top of his lungs. He throws his hips back to meet the Alpha’s thrusts.
But the Alpha suddenly bends down over him, stroking his sides. He’s trying to bring Hyun down from a frenzy. His hot breaths fan into his ear as he practically moans, “Chanyeol.”

“What?” Hyun gasps, reeling.

“Chanyeol,” the Alpha says again.
Then in a foreign dialect he mutters something else, and Hyun can put two and two together to know what it is he’s saying. It isn’t difficult.

“/Say it/. Chanyeol.”
“Chanyeol,” Hyun echoes, unsure of where his gradually fading dignity lies as the name leaves his lips.

Pressure builds in his groin and the Alpha sighs behind him, pulsing with possessive pheromones, obviously pleased.

The relentless presence of the Alpha filling him,
coveting him, causes the pressure to skyrocket and Hyun lurches onto his toes with a wild cry, slamming the table.

“Chanyeol!” he wails as he’s brought to a sky-high climax and shivers manifest in every limb, dancing up and down his body from his scalp to his toes.
He cums and squirts around the Alpha’s cock at the same time, his eyes pinned shut and his fingers now twisting into his shirt.

He’s still shivering from ripples of an orgasm as the Alpha lifts him up onto the table and swiftly leaps up behind him. He reenters Hyun on his knees.
Hyun groans and opens his eyes, only to find himself looking back at his own reflection.

He doesn’t want to admit that it’s arousing to watch the Alpha take him from behind, one hand on his hip, the other on his lower back, but his dick springs back into action despite himself.
From here he sees the Alpha’s warm sun-kissed skin next to Hyun’s pallor, and his hardened, desperate edges next to Hyun’s soft, easy lines.

The Alpha runs a hand up and then down Hyun’s spine and continues to fuck into him.

Hyun drops his head to the table with an elated moan.
Fuck. Just let the scientists see. Let them see Hyun. See what a Wild Alpha is capable of. Nothing he can do about it now.

Hyun’s head snaps up- within seconds he’s rising up to another climax without warning. He arches his back and stretches out, gripping the edge of the table.
“Oh /no/- “ he gasps as he unravels with another orgasm, coming on the table. He arches again, and when he does, the Alpha catches him in his arms and flattens him to the table, skin to skin, pounding his pussy.

It’s a thrill to be so close to him. So intimate. Holding hands.
The Alpha soothes his ear with unfamiliar words, breathing erotic promises into his body in his native tongue.

What Hyun doesn’t know is how Yeol’s pack has been trying to mate him off to a young Omega. Someone with no experience, grace, or strength. He just can’t do it.
This is what Yeol has been looking for. Granted, this Omega is domesticated. He can work with that. He can take a wolf out of its cage- they absolutely can’t put him in one.

Hyun could disagree. Yeol is a beautiful, strapping young Alpha.
In Hyun’s world, with a little bit of polishing, he could have whatever he wanted.

Yeol covers his Omega like he’s going to lose him, pounds him like it’s the first and the last time.
Deeper and deeper.

And then Hyun gasps, knees falling even further apart on the table when he feels the special clench of his womb opening, responding to the touch of an Alpha’s cock splitting his entrance.

“Chanyeol,“ he breathes as the Alpha’s cock head probes past his most
holy place as an Omega. The Alpha actually whimpers, whining at the sensation of Hyun’s womb clenching down on his hot cock.

But the Alpha pulls out and then thrusts back in, igniting a string of fireworks within Hyun’s body and sending ruptures of pleasure through his uterus.
Hyun orgasms again- his cock is dry but his hole squelches now with each thrust. His voice breaks and he loses himself beneath Yeol’s body.

The Alpha is still mumbling into his ear when he starts to feel a thick bulb stretch his hole.

Hyun jerks.

The Alpha’s knot.
The Alpha growls low in his throat as he gently pulls his growing knot out then pushes back into the Omega’s tight heat. Hyun trembles as it becomes more and more difficult each time. He’s been knotted before, only once, by an underwhelming Alpha that helped him through a heat.
This is nothing like what that had been. As the Alpha situates himself inside, his cock suckled in by Hyun’s tight and needy womb entrance, his knot begins to swell.

Yeol ruts slowly into Hyun, easing some of the tension as his knot grows and locks them irreversibly together.
Hyun’s breathing becomes labored as a different kind of pressure builds up on his walls. His breaths pick up and he squirms beneath Yeol- at which point he feels the pull of the knot at his entrance, unable to budge.

“A-Alpha,” he starts, and Yeol hushes him.
“It’s okay, you’re taking me so wonderfully,” he says, and gets no response. “You’re doing so well.”

Yeol was a little worried about this- wild Omegas would have no problem with his knot. He’s not fully grown and Hyun is already shaking. He strokes the Omega’s belly. “So well.”
Hyun feels ready to combust, gasping and moaning around his excitement. He knows when Yeol’s knot reaches its full size because the Alpha starts trembling himself, rising up onto his hands above the Omega and rutting as tightly as he can into Hyun’s sopping heat.
Hyun is so stretched and fucked wide open that he can’t even clench around him. His walls tingle with pain and secreting slick, body unsure of how to respond to such a presence. He readies for another debilitating orgasm, arching onto the feeling of his completion coming.
He and Yeol burst at the same time- Hyun with a scream of disgusted delight and Yeol with a spine-rattling shout, seething over the Omega’s body as his he releases into his womb.

Hyun comes, heaving breaths, wiping sweat from his brow. He bangs his fist on the table.
“Feels so...fucking good,” he says, eyes falling shut again.

The Alpha rides his own high, rolling his hips into the Omega, whining. Eventually his own arms weaken and he collapses atop the Omega. Hyun’s eyes reopen when he feels a nose behind his ear and teeth at his neck.
He grunts and the Alpha stops. That’s dangerous territory.

After a few minutes of hard breathing in stifled silence, with Hyun on the verge of slipping into an elated sleep, the Alpha manhandles him rather ungracefully onto his back, knot pulling at his abused entrance.
When he opens his eyes, it’s Yeol’s eyes that greet him.

It’s terrifying to look at the Alpha in the face- locked like this, trembling with the aftereffects of the best sex he’s ever had, and now facing the fear that comes with the realization of what he’s just done.
Hyun has to look away.

But Yeol won’t let him- as soon as he turns his head the Alpha gently moves it back, and whimpers until Hyun looks up at him.

Hyun isn’t sure what to do with an Alpha studying his face.

“I want to claim you,” says Yeol. “You won’t let me.”
“I don’t understand you,” Hyun whispers. He means it in more than one way.

An innumerable about of minutes later the crackle of the com startles the two out of the silent reverie they’d built. The Alpha is snuggled around the Omega and nestled between his legs.
Hyun’s pussy is still pounding with the physical memory of his orgasms.

The voice of the head scientist sparks into the room. Hesitant.

🔉“Doctor, are you okay?”

Yeol lifts his head- growls directly into the mirror.

“Mm,” Hyun hums, half asleep.
🔉“We can’t intervene until the swell of his knot recedes.”

“Mm...”

🔉”Are you in pre or post-heat?”

“Mm. No?”
If he was anywhere near his heat, impregnation would be inevitable. The lab workers don’t want that on their hands, and neither would the company. Wouldn’t want to have to honor worker’s comp.
🔉”That’s all we need to know. We’ll monitor you until the knot shrinks and then retrieve you.”

Hyun hardly hears them. All he knows, the next time he looks down, is his belly is swollen with Alpha cum. It’s a remarkably erotic sight.

Yeol’s knot takes half an hour to deflate.
This is something that Hyun, as a doctor, has never heard of before.

When Yeol finally pulls out it hurts more than having him in- they both watch, entranced, as Hyun’s pussy tries to hold him in, gripping his length. His womb pulses with want. Everything is sore.
As soon as the Alpha has cleared Hyun’s gaping hole, slick, cum, and squirt pool between his legs, spilling out uncontrollably. As soon as the Alpha catches sight of his own cum he uses his fingers to push it back in, focusing hard on the task at hand.
His fingers are an entirely different rodeo.

Hyun stops him, gently pushes his hand away. He so full of cum he aches- his womb can only hold so much.

The scientists still need samples.

It’s the whole reason why he’s here in the first place.
They hear the distinct buzz of the disinfectant chamber at work. Someone is coming.

As the Alpha stands at the ready once again in defense, for the first time with a stumble, Hyun makes another realization.

The Alpha was on a sedative the entire time.
There’s no telling what he is capable of in normal circumstances, in a setting he’s comfortable in.

Hyun shivers. Even with such a small movement more excess slick slips out of his hole.

There’s one more thing he has to tell the Alpha before he’s taken away.
“Chanyeol?” he calls softly, voice hoarse.

The Alpha turns his attention away from the door and back to the weakened Omega at hand.

Hyun puts a hand on the Alpha’s sturdy, sweaty chest. “Chanyeol.”

He puts his hand over his own chest. “Baekhyun.”

“Baek...Hyun?”

Hyun smiles.
Oh, he’s so fucked.

-

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