Thread by @lwjrights

I have been deprived of the internet for a day and I have thoughts #omegaLWJseason no plot no nothing just thoughts.

An arranged marriage between LWJ and the YLLZ.
LWJ had only seen him a few times before, always at sect conferences where he wasn't permitted to do much, being an omega, but he would manage to catch glimpses of the handsome infamous alpha.

And it seemed YLLZ was doing the same for he asked for LWJ's hand himself, despite having never talked to him.
LWJ would always remember how fast his heart raced when he heard news of YLLZ coming to CR and asking LQR for his omega nephew.

It was highly improper. No matchmakers, no betrothal talks between families, only the YLLZ being perfectly deferential to LQR even though he commanded more power than anyone, even the Chief Cultivator.

The wedding date was set, their charts read and aligned. YLLZ did have a fearsome reputation but nothing so bad that LQR could not know recognise the kind of opportunity that had fallen into his nephew's lap.

The higher an omega managed to marry, the better his status would be. And there was none higher than the YLLZ. LWJ would live his life in luxury, no wants left unsatisfied, safe and protected in Yiling. And there was nothing LQR could want more.

LWJ, on the other hand, didn't know what to think. Despite having prepared his whole life for this very thing, he was scared of moving to his future alpha's home, leaving CR behind, leaving everyone he knew behind.

But he was also... Thrilled. Excited. It felt like a fairytale and even though he had told himself multiple times to not expect anything, he couldnt help but do.

The wedding day passed in a daze, with LWJ spending much of his time staring through his veil at his joyous alpha. His brilliant smile sent bolts of lightning down LWJ's belly, making him almost drop the cup of tea they had to serve.

He felt intoxicated, even though not a touch of alcohol had passed through his lips in all twenty years of his life.
The wedding night came and so did the jitters LWJ had been plagued with in the days leading upto the wedding.

He sat alone in their marital chambers, wrapped in his elaborate wedding robes and decorated like a prize.
He waited patiently for his husband, remembering all the lessons his teachers had taught him about this night.

They had offered to slip him some aphrodisiacs, not for his husband but for LWJ himself. Omegas often clammed up from the anxiety of wedding nights, something that was not enjoyable for either party.
But LWJ had refused. He wanted to be present for this moment.

He wanted to remember this. The start of the rest of his life.

LWJ was close to dozing off when his husband finally returned. He straightened his back, his knuckles almost white from how tight he gripped the side of his wedding robes, anxiously watching as his husband neared.

LWJ swallowed as the YLLZ stopped in front of him, his eyes level with his waist.
He sat still as his husband gently took off his veil. "Ah, won't my husband look at me?"
LWJ slowly turned his gaze up, finally looking at his husband, who smiled down at him.

LWJ blushed under the weight of his smile, his ears turning red.
He startled as the YLLZ idly touched the curve of his ears, trailing the blush which only grew brighter.

His hands moved to caress his cheeks and LWJ held his breath as his husband leaned down to gently press their lips together. A small brush of lips, over in a matter of seconds, before LWJ even had time to process his first kiss.

His lips parted of their own accord as the YLLZ drew back, his lips curved into a small smile.
LWJ couldn't maintain eye contact any longer. He stared at his husband's belt while his husband shifted his ministrations to LWJ's hair, taking off the pins pinning down his headdress.

LWJ felt his neck relax as the heavy headdress finally came off. He fought the urge to wince as his hair caught in it, but his husband seemed to notice nonetheless, for he immediately started making soothing noises and massaged the spots where the hair pulled.

"Sorry," he murmured, his tone abashed as he set the headdress aside, sat next to LWJ on the bed and slid his fingers through his hair, before massaging his head.

LWJ almost groaned as his fingers worked into his hair, relaxing his scalp, which had been pulled this way and-

-that all day today.
"It must hurt a lot," his husband said sympathetically, rubbing a spot that made LWJ tilt his head, his eyes closing.
He pulled open the ribbons tying LWJ's hair together. "Leave it down for a few days."
LWJ blinked.

Was his husband joking? Did he actually want LWJ to leave his hair down, despite how inappropriate it was? He had to greet their house elders tomorrow morning!
"It is alright," LWJ said in lieu of a protest.
YLLZ widened his eyes, his smile dazzling. "He speaks!"

LWJ blushed again and stared stubbornly off to the side, refusing to meet his eyes.
"Aah, sorry, sorry," YLLZ said, his voice gleeful as he pulled LWJ closer.
LWJ took a sharp intake of breath as his arms wrapped around him, pulling him almost into his lap.

So this was it. The moment had come. LWJ was going to be mated and claimed and maybe even get with child.

.... Only that didn't happen.

The YLLZ let himself fall backwards on the bed, dragging LWJ with him. He arranged their limbs together, moving LWJ like a rag doll, until they laid fitted together, their legs tangled, LWJ lying on his back and his husband beside him on his side, his head resting on his elbow-

-as he stared down at LWJ. His other arm laid across LWJ's waist, sending shivers down his spine as he waited for their wedding night to commence.

His husband moved his hand upwards, sliding it along LWJ's side before laying it across his collarbone, his grip possessive.

(I am back!!! I don't know for how long. The network connection is really sketchy here :( )

LWJ's breathing quickened as he stared into his husband's smiling eyes. No one had ever touched him like that. No one had ever touched him at all since his mother died, except the occasional pat on the shoulder by LXC.

His husband moved his hand upto his neck, over his scent glands as he lowered himself on LWJ.
LWJ's brain went haywire as he felt his weight settle on top of him. It was far too overwhelming.

He had laid awake multiple nights in the Jingshi yearning for something, yearning for someone to touch him exactly like this. That nameless alpha in his fantasies had soon transformed into the YLLZ not long after LWJ saw him.

And now his dreams were a reality and LWJ did not

know what to do. He only laid there as the YLLZ lazily scent marked him, rubbing his wrist on his neck, making LWJ squirm in place.
"Do you know how kissable your lips are, Lan Wangji?" His husband remarked, his heated gaze fixed on LWJ's mouth.

LWJ numbly shook his head, his lips parting as he panted. He had never panted before! There was no physical exertion involved! Why did he feel so breathless?

The YLLZ chuckled. "Ah, you are so cute."

He leaned his head down and LWJ panicked as their lips touched again. This time, however, his husband didn't pull away.
LWJ gasped as his husband moved their lips together, taking advantage of his open mouth to catch LWJ's bottom lip between his own.

CW: NSFW
LWJ brought his hands up to grip his husband's shoulders as he got kissed within an inch of his life.
He groaned when the YLLZ added his tongue into the mix, licking into LWJ's mouth before coaxing his tongue out to match his strokes.

CW; NSFW
Their scents intermingled in the room, making LWJ feel heady. He had never experienced so _much_ before. His senses were fried as his husband moved his hand down to his hips, squeezing his waist in the process.

But then, just as LWJ felt he could get a handle on it all, the YLLZ broke away, gasping as he did so.
He stared down at LWJ with a devilish grin before leaning down to peck his lips.
And then-
his husband moved off of him as LWJ stared horrified.

The YLLZ pulled him into his arms, until LWJ's head rested on his chest. He kissed LWJ's forehead, his hands rubbing circles into LWJ's side. "You must be tired. Let's sleep."
He guided LWJ's face to his neck, sighing when his nose touched his scent glands.

He pulled LWJ even closer until he all but lay on the YLLZ, his eyes wide open as he tried to make sense of what was happening.
His husband patted his back in comfort, kissing his forehead once again before drawing the covers with one hand.

LWJ waited for his husband to get up again but when his breathing evened, he knew that the night was over.

He hadn't been bedded. He hadn't been marked!
His husband hadn't claimed him.

Doubts rushed into his head as the YLLZ softly breathed into his hair, sleeping soundly.

(yes lwj's gonna get blue balls y'all)

(I am backkkkk. Back home with steady internet but less free time so.... We'll see.
Just learnt how to link to the top because this is gonna be longer than I previously thought)

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LWJ woke up with the YLLZ still clinging to him, their combined scent encompassing the whole room. His nose was still pressed into YLLZ's neck which he wasn't surprised by, given the fact that he rarely ever moved in his sleep. But what did surprise him was how he clung in return

Years of sleeping straight on his back with his arms by his side had gone out of the window as soon as his husband had hugged him. Now LWJ clung to the alpha sleeping beside him like his life depended on it. And he couldn't say he minded.
In fact, it felt right.

It felt like something had finally fallen into place, something that LWJ had been waiting his whole life for.

Now, only if his husband had marked him.

LWJ felt anxiety rise inside him as he remembered their wedding night.

The bliss of waking up next to his husband was overshadowed by the lingering doubts that plagued his mind. Why hadn't his husband consummated their marriage?

Maybe he was tired, LWJ reasoned. The wedding day had been long after all. And his husband had entertained their guests-

-into long hours of the night.
Yes, LWJ thought. It made sense that he was tired. He must want it to be a special experience, just like LWJ did. He wouldn't want it to happen when he couldn't give it his all.

However, now LWJ was left without a mark, which he was sure his marital home would remark on. Not marking an omega on the wedding night was hardly ever heard of and he didn't want his new family to comment on it.

LWJ worried that if they thought he was already out of favour, it wouldn't stop them from treating LWJ however they wanted.
LWJ didn't want to think less of his husband's family but he would be naive if he assumed that this sect would be without its power struggles.

No, LWJ was overthinking. He might get some stares today but after tonight, when they would finally consummate their marriage, no one would question LWJ's place in this sect.

The YLLZ woke up with a small groan. LWJ held still as he stretched like a cat before wrapping himself tighter around LWJ.
LWJ fought the urge to purr as his husband squeezed him, while lazily rubbing his face into LWJ's neck.

"Good morning," he mumbled against LWJ's neck, his voice low and rough from sleep.
LWJ clenched his thighs together at his breath against his scent glands, his voice so close to his ear.

The YLLZ huffed out a small laugh and grabbed LWJ's chin.

He brought his face up and kissed LWJ, holding him in place as he got his fill.

Finally, he broke away, before pecking him once, twice, as if he couldn't get enough. Resting his forehead against LWJ's, he asked, "Did you sleep well?"
He kissed him again before LWJ could answer

. "Mn," LWJ said as soon as his husband pulled away again.
The YLLZ smiled. "I am glad."
Before kissing him yet again.

They passed the morning like this, with his husband kissing him intermittently as they got ready together.

LWJ blushed as his husband helped him out of his wedding robes until he wore nothing but his inner robe and got his breath under control when he had a moment of respite behind the privacy screen while he changed.

"Everyone will be at the dining hall right now," his husband remarked, his back turned to LWJ as he came out from behind the privacy screen.

"Mn."

The YLLZ turned at his voice and raised his eyebrows appreciatively as he took stock of LWJ dressed in his new summer robes,-

-poised and ready to be judged by his marital sect.

His husband grinned as LWJ came nearer. Grabbing his forearms, he spun LWJ around, while laughing with delight. "Ah, my husband is the most handsome."

LWJ blushed, heady with the rush of feeling inside him and the thrill of being spun around.

The YLLZ stopped, before pulling LWJ against him. He took hold of one of LWJ's hands and brought it to his own neck.

LWJ gasped as his husband scented himself with LWJ's wrist.

There were not many alphas who liked being scent marked by their omegas.

The YLLZ noted the surprise in his face and simply said, "I am yours too, you know?"

LWJ felt like the luckiest omega in the world, his earlier worries long forgotten.

The Yiling Wei sect was perfectly cordial, the Wens very kind and little A-Yuan very adorable.
LWJ was welcomed with open arms and his scent on the YLLZ surely worked to dissuade any who wondered at LWJ being unclaimed.

LWJ felt like his wildest dreams had come true. Everything in his life felt right, felt too good to be true. How had he managed to land this?

He spent the day happy and satisfied, getting used to his new home and quite frankly, trying not to ogle his dashing husband.

Trouble came however when even on their second night, his husband didn't try to sleep with him.
They laid together, LWJ's head resting on the YLLZ's shoulder while his husband played with his fingers and talked softly into his ear.

"Lan Wangji. Wangji. Lan Zhan. A-Zhan. What should I call you?" His nose tickled the curve of LWJ's ear who squirmed in place.

"Whatever Laozu wishes."

The YLLZ gasped comically. "Why is my husband calling me Laozu?" He squeezed LWJ closer. "Did I tell him to call me Laozu?"

LWJ shook his head, giving into his husband's teasing. "What should I call you then?"

"A-Zhan should call me Wei Ying. Or A-Ying. Or husband. Or Wuxian. Or gege. I will like whatever A-Zhan calls me as long as he calls me."

"Wei Ying."

WWX whooped in delight before rolling over the bed and taking LWJ with him.

"My A-Zhan," he declared before kissing him and LWJ thought this was it. It was happening.

Only it didn't.

WWX kissed him and kissed him and then hugged him and fell asleep, leaving LWJ wanting and confused.

Why was he still unclaimed?

(to be continued in a short while. It won't take a whole day again I promise)

LWJ was getting increasingly frustrated. He couldn't understand what excuse WWX could have now. Why wouldn't he sleep with him? They were married. WWX had asked for his hand himself. Did he realise his expectations would not be realised when he actually met LWJ?

But then why was WWX so sweet with him? Why did he touch him whenever he got the chance and claim his lips everytime his eyes fell on them and scent him every day and night? ​

Did he only want this and nothing further?

WWX was so attentive to him. Even during the day, when he was busy with sect disciples, he took time away to teach LWJ how to sword fight.

LWJ was a cultivator. He carried a sword and had a golden core. But being an omega, his cultivation education wasn't stressed as much as

-it would have been if he were an alpha. As such, LWJ was a pretty mediocre cultivator. The best among omegas, but not able to hold a candle to his alpha counterparts.

When WWX heard about this on his second day at the Wei manor, he was outraged to say the least.

Apparently, omegas were given equal opportunities in the Yiling Wei sect.

He swore to take charge of LWJ's education himself and challenged him to a sword fight to assess his skills.

WWX defeated him within half a shichen. LWJ was panting by the time Suibian rested against his neck, held by a grinning wild-eyed WWX.
LWJ smiled softly in return, unable to hold it back and WWX dropped his sword before pulling him closer and kissing him.

Not caring for propriety, he dipped LWJ backwards in full view of everyone and brought their lips together.

LWJ was panting even harder by the time WWX stopped and pulled him up. He was blushing down to his neck as WWX scented him again. "A-Zhan, you are so talented."

LWJ half-heartedly glared. "Don't lie."

WWX laughed. "I am not. You are! You could beat me, with enough practice. I am serious!"

LWJ shook his head, refusing to believe it.

"Well, I guess I will just have to train you myself and prove you wrong."

LWJ shyly looked up. "Mn."

It was times like these that made LWJ forget that there ever was a problem between them. That they had still not consummated their marriage.

LWJ forgot during the day, lavishing under WWX's attention and got distressed during the night, listening to WWX's quiet snores.

However, what really drove the point home was when LWJ himself returned home on his third day.

He and WWX travelled to Gusu Lan, to LWJ's natal home, as was custom.

They were greeted by a cheerful LXC and a hopeful LQR. Both of them instantly frowned as they caught sight-

-of LWJ's bare neck.
They kept their opinions to themselves as they welcomed the YLLZ, a picture of perfect hospitality.
As WWX sat with LXC, drinking tea, LQR guided LWJ out of the room under the pretense of meeting with other Lan omegas.

As soon as they were secluded, LQR hissed, "What is the meaning of this, Wangji?"
LWJ swallowed, unsure how to answer.
"Why have you not been claimed yet?" LQR asked, fuming.
"I-" LWJ faltered for the first time in his life. He didn't have an explanation. He didn't know the-

-answer either.
"I don't know," he finally said, helpless.
LQR grumbled as he guided LWJ to the omega quarters, his only help in this clearly desperate situation. He avoided looking into LWJ's eyes but LWJ could see the look of pity.

It was only then that the realisation sunk into LWJ's bones about how bad this really was.
He hadn't been claimed by his husband. It had been three days and he still hadn't been claimed.
The possibility of divorce loomed in LWJ's head. What if WWX wanted to do that?

No, no, it couldn't be. WWX treated him so kindly. He wouldn't want to divorce LWJ.

His teachers crowded around him, each carrying a greater expression of worry than the other.

"Do you need aphrodisiacs?"

"Does he have trouble in bed?"

"Have you tried ministering to him first?"

"Does he have another omega that he has claimed already?"

The last one pricked LWJ's skin.

WWX would not! He spent all his time with either his disciples or with LWJ.

But it had only been three days.

What if the mistress lived out of the sect and WWX simply hadn't had the time to visit them? What if the omega was biding their time until LWJ's husband came back?

No, no it couldn't be. He would trust WWX. WWX had given him no reason to believe he wasn't loyal to him.

.... Besides not claiming him.

LWJ worried.

After the intense cross-questioning session, which LWJ got through by refusing to answer anything, the main Lan family had lunch with their newly gained son-in-law. LQR tried not to glare at WWX, his concern for his nephew winning over his utter irritation at his nephew-in-law.

WWX must have picked up on the unusual atmosphere at lunch, for he asked LWJ on the ride home if something was wrong.
LWJ, clinging to his husband as they rode on Suibian, did not know how to address the problem.

He was an omega and was raised as such. Omegas were supposed to be demure. They did not ask for such things. It was unthinkable. It was an alpha's job to dictate their sexual activity, if any were to happen at all.

CW: Period typical sex work shaming
Omegas who seduced their husbands were no better than women working in flower houses or the theatre performers who refused to be taken in as concubines.
LWJ was from one of the greatest sects in the land.

Omegas from noble houses were expected to be even more virtuous than those of lesser houses who used their viles to climb higher branches.
LWJ had grown up with these expectations upon him.
And now these expectations were crumbling around him. Crumbling him.

LWJ did not even have the gall to be ashamed at having these desires. He was not a noble omega after all.
He wasn't sure if he wanted to be.
He wanted his husband and that was it.
But years of not addressing any of his desires, much less of this kind, had done its damage.

LWJ did not know how to say it. He did not know what WWX would think of him if he said it. He was not even sure if he wanted to know the answer.
LWJ had always been fairly confident of himself. He had been complimented on his looks, on his skills, on being the perfect omega.

And now not only was he not the perfect omega, he could not even make his husband want to claim him.

And if the reason for this was another omega...

LWJ let out a small growl at the mere thought of that.
WWX paused mid-air, looking back at him in concern.
LWJ's ears burned as he came back to himself. He did not know what to say, but he needed to do something. He wanted WWX, he wanted WWX to himself, he wanted this wonderful

-man to be his husband alone.

His instincts were set aflame as he looked at WWX's kind face, the eyes that seemed to promise the world to him, the eyes that belonged on him and him alone.

And he bit him.

He bit down on his shoulder, inches away from his throat, not a mating

-mark, but something. Something.

WWX gasped and lowered them to the ground. LWJ let go of his shoulder. His teeth had managed to break the layers of robes but had not broken skin.

LWJ huffed, unsatisfied, but before he could go in again, WWX grabbed his face and kissed him.

(Yes again 😞 sorry)

🔞LWJ grasped his shoulders in return, before giving into his urges and pulling his hands up to join them at the back of his neck. He bit into WWX's lips who moaned, making LWJ more confident.

They grabbed at each other as they kissed, their combined scents rising in the air.

🔞 LWJ was still working at his waist when WWX gently grabbed his wrists, still kissing him.
He scented his own neck with LWJ's wrist before pulling his lips away. "Is this what it was about?" He asked, soft and gentle.
LWJ heard no judgement in his voice as he continued,-

"Did they fill your mind with dreadful stories of concubines?"

LWJ widened his eyes, having been caught.

WWX smiled, his lips amused but his eyes caring. "I already told you. I am yours."

LWJ sighed as WWX hugged him, as relieved as he was confused.

WWX patted his head and LWJ cuddled into him, the comfort of his husband overpowering his worries.

It was only the next day when this dizzy rush had faded that he realised he was back to square one.

As the days passed, LWJ became more sure of WWX's affection for him.
He knew WWX was loyal to him. His husband was as enthusiastic about being scented as he was about scenting LWJ.

And he knew WWX considered him his, for once when a well-intentioned but hasty guard had accidentally clasped LWJ's elbow to steer him in the right direction, WWX had growled until LWJ was secure behind him and the guard's throat was bared in submission.

🔞And he knew WWX did not have a problem in bed, because he felt WWX's hardness press against him every morning.

Which left LWJ with nothing.

He didn't know what the problem was and he didn't have the courage to ask about it.

And so he lived in frustration.

Until atleast he went into pre-heat.

They woke up curled into each other, when LWJ noticed something was wrong. He felt minor hot flashes as he sat up in bed, his body jittery. It dawned on him that his pre-heat had started.

WWX sniffed at the air before he even opened his eyes, humming in satisfaction.

"You smell delicious, A-Zhan."

"My pre-heat has started."

WWX blinked, before saying , "Ofcourse. Steward Qin had reminded me of this."

LWJ's heat cycles were recorded and estimated, as was tradition.

"Mn," LWJ replied, expectant.

WWX smiled, "Don't worry. I will send over servants today to start preparing the quarters for your heat."

LWJ smiled. His alpha was so caring.

"You would want to build a nest too, right? Do you need my clothing?"

LWJ's heart soared. Yes, he wanted clothing! His alpha offered him clothing for his nest! His alpha considered them to be each other's.

He nodded. "Mn."

WWX smiled at him with crinkled eyes, making LWJ lean down to request a kiss.

WWX, of course, obliged.

Extra sheets were stored in the cupboards, the curtains were replaced with thicker versions to contain the smell, the shelves were stocked with extra supplies of drinking water and easily- consumable fruits.

Everything was accounted for when LWJ's heat finally started.

Everything except for his husband.

🔞 LWJ writhed in his bed, waiting for his husband to arrive, who would have surely been informed by some servant.

But his husband didn't come.

LWJ waited and waited but he didn't come.

It made LWJ cry. But even more than that, it made LWJ rage.

Enough was enough.

If he was going to be rejected, he atleast wanted to know why.

He stormed out of his quarters, out of their quarters, ignoring the pleas of his beta guards. He stormed out to the main sect building, scaring away everyone he met.
He was on the garden path, on his way to the waiting hall when he was grabbed from behind.

"What is it that you think you are doing?" WWX angrily hissed into his ear.
LWJ didn't answer, silently seething.
"What if some other alpha had reached you first?"
LWJ turned in his arms, scowling. "Why aren't you sharing my heat with me?"
WWX glared."Why are you answering

-me?"
"Share my heat with me," LWJ demanded.
WWX blinked at that, finally processing what LWJ was saying. "Uh." He took a step back. "You don't really want this. You are not in your right mind."
LWJ growled. "Do not disrespect me by saying my judgement is compromised."

"No, A-Zhan, really, you didn't want this before your heat. It's the heat talking."

LWK shook his head. "I wanted this since the beginning."

WWX's mouth fell open. "No, no," he said, composing himself. "You are just saying that."

"I have wanted to since before our wedding

. I have wanted this for a long time."

WWX looked at the ground before shaking his head. "Tell me after your heat. And I will believe you."

LWJ glared. He had enough of these rejections. He gave into his irritation as he looked WWX in the eyes and said, "If you don't sleep with me, I will find some other alpha who will."

The reaction was instantaneous.

WWX growled, loud and threathening, before pulling LWJ to himself. His chest rumbled as he scented his omega.

"You will not," he growled into LWJ's throat, his teeth grazing his scent glands.

(to be continued in an hour or two 😩)

LWJ's body went pliant in his arms, submitting to the alpha at once.

WWX licked his scent gland and LWJ moaned.

"You're mine," WWX said through clenched teeth.

LWJ faintly nodded, his eyes closing. "Yours."

"Only mine."

LWJ nodded again, eager to please. "Yes, Alpha."

"Say it."

LWJ shuddered at the sound of his commanding voice. "Only yours."

WWX hummed his contentment on LWJ's skin. "Good boy."

LWJ's knees weakened and he would have fallen if he was not being held up his alpha.

He panted into the air as WWX tightened his arms around him, his teeth on his throat close to breaking skin.

"Claim me, alpha," LWJ all but whined.

With a deep growl, WWX picked LWJ up and took him back to their quarters.

🔞He bared his teeth at any beta guard who tried to come close and shut the doors with his legs before throwing LWJ into his nest.

LWJ stared up at him with adrenaline rushing through his veins as WWX followed soon after, covering LWJ with his body.

🔞His tongue forced itself between LWJ's lips as he ripped away his belt.
Parting his robes, he slid his hand on LWJ's chest, making him moan.
His other hand went straight under LWJ's pants to grab his cock.
LWJ squirmed in place as WWX stroked his cock before moving to his ass.

🔞Gliding his fingers through the pool of slick, he pushed into his entrance, making LWJ whine.
WWX shut him up with a deep kiss, his two fingers making their way in and out of LWJ.
LWJ rutted against him as a wave of heat hit him and he screamed, "Alpha. Alpha."

🔞WWX bit his jaw in reproach. "What does A-Zhan want?"

"You," LWJ panted.

"You have me."

"Inside. You inside me."

WWX moved his attention to his ear, catching the edge between his teeth before releasing it. "I am inside you."

🔞"Your knot," LWJ cried, tears pooling down his eyes. "I need your knot."

WWX grabbed his face, making him look down. With his other hand, he brought his cock against LWJ's entrance. Squeezing his jaw, he ordered, "Look at me as I make you mine."

🔞LWJ shivered as WWX's cock pushed into him, his lower body clenching in place.
"Take it in, A-Zhan. You know you can take it in."
LWJ took deep breaths as his entrance slowly unclenched, getting used to WWX's girth.
He barely had time to relax when WWX pulled his cock back-

🔞and shoved it back inside of him in one go, making LWJ slide backwards as he keened.
WWX grabbed his shoulders, holding him in place as he fucked him ruthlessly. Gone was the kind and careful WWX who cuddled LWJ to bits.
This? This was a pissed- off alpha with a claim to make.

🔞WWX growled into LWJ's jaw before dropping down to his neck. He fucked him into the mattress as his teeth caught around LWJ's scent gland and he bit down.

LWJ screamed as his back arched, WWX's teeth still lodged in his throat.

🔞He came hard against WWX's stomach, who continued rutting into him.
Finally, WWX's strokes became rough as he chased his own orgasm. He fucked into LWJ a few more times before filling him with his spend.
He finally let go of LWJ's throat as the knot formed inside him,

🔞 keeping LWJ in place.
WWX licked his mating mark, before making a noise of satisfaction.
LWJ smiled in place, his hair wild, his throat and back aching, and his heart full. He had finally been claimed.

They were finally mates.

🔞WWX surprisingly went non-verbal after this, his instincts taking over as he scented LWJ and licked his mating mark again and again.
Once he was satisfied that he had scented every inch of his body and was pleased that LWJ was still hanging off his knot, WWX started biting-

🔞-other parts of his body, leaving no doubts to their mating.

LWJ softly whined at the pain and WWX immediately started kissing the marks in apology. But it did not stop him from leaving more.

They spent the rest of LWJ's heat like this, lost in the frenzy of their mating.

🔞They finally got a chance and the state of mind to have a conversation at the fag end of LWJ's heat.
WWX was admiring his mating mark, his knot deep inside of LWJ, who laid beside him.
The past few days had done much in restoring LWJ's confidence and making him bolder.

🔞After screaming the way he had everytime WWX took him, there was not much that could hold him back.
And so he asked, "Why didn't we mate sooner?"
WWX's eyes flickered up from where they were fixed on LWJ's throat and looked at him with question. "You were not ready."

🔞LWJ frowned. "I was."
WWX smiled, hugging him tighter. LWJ gasped as the movement pulled the knot inside of him.
"You had just uprooted your entire life to marry a guy you didn't even know! I didn't want you to have that kind of pressure right now."

🔞"I knew you," LWJ said stubbornly. "I watched you."
WWX stilled, his eyes widening. "You did?"
LWJ nodded. "I thought of you." He looked away, blushing. "When I was alone at night."
WWX gaped. "You did?"
LWJ shyly nodded, still averting his eyes.

WWX laughed in delight as he grabbed LWJ's cheeks. "I did too!"
WWX blushed then, making LWJ look back at him and stare in wonder.
"Well, you must know that, considering I married you."
LWJ slowly shook his head. "I worried... that you did not want me."

WWX gasped. "How could you even think that, A-Zhan? I can't keep my hands off of you."
Now it was LWJ's turn to blush.
"Really! I had to go stay at a different wing of the sect once your heat started because I was this close to breaking all my rules and coming over to you."

LWJ blushed harder. "You should have."
WWX laughed again. "I should have. I am glad you dragged me here anyway."
"You carried me." LWJ glared.
WWX kissed his nose. "Yes, yes, okay, whatever my husband says. From now on, I will do as my husband wants."

LWJ smiled, his earlier anger forgotten. "Mn." Before saying, "Claim me again."
WWX didn't need to be told twice.

~the end~