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Waking up that morning, Henry could tell something was a bit off. He chalked it up to his scent blockers wearing off, given he hadn't really stopped taking them for a prolonged time in years, but it still felt strange, like a steady pressure in his hips. Grumbling a little, he got up and got ready, being careful to avoid Everly's family as much as possible. They still weren't all that pleased with him as the Lanyon's Beta. If only they knew he wasn't, not anymore. Shaking his head a little, he passed by the entrance to the sitting room, pausing to look inside. Everly was smiling, wide and strained, as her cousins crowded her to ask about her husband, and her aunts pinched at her cheeks and tutted about her chubbiness. Her brown eyes met Henry's, a silent plea to be rescued, to which the Omega shook his head with an apologetic smile. He hurried away before she could call attention to him, snickering softly to himself. The lady of the house would certainly get him back for this, but for now he needed to get to work.
Robert was waiting outside with their coach, and the two climbed inside and got comfortable as the driver nudged the horses into movement. Henry looked out the window as they went, enjoying the oddly sunny day with a smile. This was interrupted by a sudden bump against his neck, startling him. With a slight noise of confusion, he turned to look at his friend, who himself seemed surprised. After a second or two, he tentatively leaned back in, his nose brushing the Scot's scent gland as he sniffed at him. An incredulous laugh bubbled up in Henry's throat as he teased, “Forward, aren't we?”
“Sorry,” Robert mumbled, not looking particularly sorry at all. “I just.. your scent is coming through. I.. I feel like it's been forever since I last could smell you.” The words made Henry feel a twinge of guilt, though it also brought a smile to his face, soft and affectionate. Shifting to sit a bit closer, he sighed with a falsely put-upon tone, “Go ahead, then.”
Granted permission, the Alpha pulled his friend to his side, snuffling at his throat and nuzzling him, getting his own scent on the slightly shorter doctor. He continued with his gentle affections throughout the ride, to the point where Henry found himself not even worrying about anyone smelling his scent; Robert was covering him rather thoroughly in his own, afterall. It brought a flush to his face, and that pressure in his hips flared again. He couldn't bite back a displeased groan as he realized it was his pre-heat, most likely, the noise earning him a quick sniff to check if he was alright.
“I'm fine, Robert,” He sighed, allowing himself the rare treat of leaning against his friend's shoulder. “Just dreading the next two weeks.”
“Ah,” The Alpha nodded in understanding, relaxing. “You're not hurt, then? Just grumpy?”
“Yes, I'm not- hey!” The Omega scoffed, giving him a stern look that his friend merely grinned cheekily at. Huffing and puffing, he grumbled, “You try spending two weeks straight doing nothing but whining and suffering!”
“We wouldn't be suffering if someone would just take care of his heats,” Hyde snarked, to which the good doctor glared firmly at his reflection, causing Robert to shake his head with a chuckle. In the beginning, seeing Henry glare at nothing had been a tad unnerving, but now it was just amusing. He wondered idly about what Hyde had said to get such a reaction, though he was soon tugged from his thoughts by the carriage slowing to a halt.
“Right then, that's our stop,” Robert stated as he offered an arm out to Henry, helping him to his feet. The gesture had the Scotsman flustered like a schoolgirl, and his English companion found himself grateful for his darker complexion hiding his own strong blush, unaware of the way his freckles grew harder to see when he did so. Both men took a private moment to appreciate the other's signs of endearment, both believing they were being rather sneaky about the whole business, both noticing the other's quick glances. Finally, with a soft cough to clear his throat, the Alpha moved to open the door for his friend, smiling gently as he helped him down. Arms linked companionably, the two made their way inside, careful to keep an eye out for any traps as they did so.
The further they walked into the building, the more restless Henry became. His nostrils twitched and flared, catching traces of scents he'd never properly taken in before. Spices, herbs, minerals, something oily, it was a veritable frenzy for his sense of smell, and he soon found his head aching and his hips flinching from the assault of it all. Was this what everyone else dealt with at all hours of the day? He couldn't imagine getting anything done with such a barrage attacking his nose with every inhale. By the time they'd made it to his office, he practically felt ill from it all, body hot with a sickening churn in his stomach.
“Already?” Robert suddenly gasped, eyes widening with alarm, though his pupils blew wide with interest. Henry's already queasy insides tightened in a scrunch of tangles and knots as he realized what had really been going on. While now being able to smell everyone around him was bound to be disorienting, it was his rapidly approaching heat that had truly made it overwhelming. Panting, his eyes darted about as his mind raced with panic. He should have had at least another day or two before his heat fully set in, but here it was anyways, ahead of schedule and extremely inconvenient. He didn't have anything prepared, no nest, no safety measures, he hadn't even gotten around to booby-trapping his office! Unable to help himself, he whined softly, warbling with stress, Scared…
“Shh, it's okay,” His friend soothed him, fumbling one of the heavy doors open with one hand while the other held the Omega securely against his side. As soon as it opened, he all but flung Henry on to the couch before closing the door behind them, locking it and shoving a door wedge underneath it for good measure. That taken care of, his full attention was directed towards the alchemist before him, heart racing as he breathed in that tantalizing scent. Swallowing thickly, Robert hurried to his side, helping the smaller doctor strip himself of his jacket, waistcoat, and shirt in quick succession. He paused only for a moment, just long enough to marvel at the pale expanse of skin exposed to him, mouth filling with saliva as his eyes roamed from his slender neck, past his breast and teats, down to his shamefully small belly.
‘I need to fatten him up,’ He thought hazily, moving on to unbutton Henry's trousers with only mildly-shaking hands. Something deep inside him seemed to purr at the thought, flooding his head with images of a well-fed Henry dozing in a comfy nest, snacks and fine silks all within reach. Shaking his head to clear it as best he could, he tried to focus on the task at hand, choking out in a strained voice, “Y-You're, that is, you're absolutely certain-?”
“Robert, please,” Henry gasped, face flushed a vibrant cherry red, the sound sending a pulse straight to the Alpha's cock. Well, that decided that, he supposed. With a final flourish of movement, he had the other fully nude, laid out on the sofa in a rather picturesque fashion, one he paused yet again to marvel at. A soft, warm hand pressed to the sadly protruding ribs, sliding down along the stretch of velvety skin to a sharp hip bone, where it gripped and massaged adoringly. He couldn't believe this was happening. The man he'd been pining after for years was trusting him with this, with his heat, and not just to hold a toy for him, no, he himself would be the one to touch him, hold him, fill him, until all those aches and pains melted into satisfied purrs and blissful mewls.
‘Keep it together, Lanyon!’ Robert berated himself with a dry swallow, finally getting to work on his own undressing. A smile tugged at his lips when Henry eagerly snatched his undone cravat from him, holding the shimmering fabric against his nose with desperate puffs and inhales. ‘So cute…’ Smiling like a lovestruck fool, which he would privately admit he very much was, he continued disrobing himself, until he'd finally joined Henry in his bareness. It was this that caused them both to hesitate, brown eyes meeting red as the two men searched one another for any sign of distaste or discomfort. Finding only shy need and flustered eagerness, they smiled, letting out breathless chuckles, their excited nerves and racing heartbeats fitting together like puzzle pieces.
That joy ground to an abrupt halt when Robert positioned himself over the other, tensing when he caught a sharp, sour note of fear in Henry's scent. He quickly pulled back, hands held up placatingly, eyes wide as he took in the sudden change in his friend's disposition. Where he'd only seconds earlier been relaxed and smiling, the Scot was now scrunched up, arms pulled tight to his chest and thighs pressed together, ankles interlocked as if to make parting them harder. His face was pale with terror, though it gradually regained its colour after he'd blinked a few times, clearly embarrassed as he turned his head to avoid eye contact. Cautiously, Robert extended a hand to the other, relieved when he took it gently in his own, giving a weak, trembling squeeze.
“...Henry?” He asked, voice so soft and quiet it could be mistaken for a sigh. Silence, and then Henry was sitting up, hugging his knees to his chest as he tried to ignore his heat pangs. Robert waited patiently for the other to clear his head enough to grasp at his thoughts, gently rubbing his thumb over the back of the Omega's knuckles to soothe him. Finally, Henry sucked in a breath, explaining in a soft, humiliated tone, “Not.. n-not on my back, please, it- …she had me on my back, l-loom- looming over me, a-and-”
“It's okay,” Robert breathed, lifting his other hand to Henry's gaunt cheek, moving slowly so he didn't startle him in such a vulnerable state. He waited until the younger doctor had leaned fully into his palm before continuing, “I won't loom over you, I promise. Not unless you ask me to. For now, w-what, um, what position would you like? I-If you still want to do this, I mean! There's nothing wrong with- with calling this off, o-or asking me to leave, you know-!”
A pair of petal soft lips cut him off, pressing sweetly to his own for a moment, before pulling back to murmur against him, “Robert Lanyon, you are the best Alpha an Omega could ask for.” His heart soared at the declaration, pitter-pattering like a deer bounding through a meadow, steady and quick and delighted. It wasn't a confession, of course not, but the mere fact that Henry, his beautiful, intelligent Henry, trusted him to continue, even after such an uncomfortable hiccup for himself, was enough to make his stomach fill with butterflies and warmth and all other sorts of mushy nonsense that he'd scoffed at when he was young. Exhaling shakily, heart still racing in his chest like an excitable puppy, he shyly mumbled, “T-That's just.. common decency, y-you deserve to have your preferences known, you know? I.. I just..”
He stared into his friend's eyes, all wide and sparkling, like he was in awe that Robert believed he should be treated kindly. Swallowing thickly, he breathed out a soft, “I want to take care of you, Henry.”
It was as close to saying ‘I love you’ as he could get.
After a bit of fussing about, they found a position that worked for them; Henry sat atop him, thin thighs straddling Robert's hips. They paused once more, this time from giddy nerves rather than anything morose or frightening. Robert's length twitched, once, twice, already beading at the tip, more than eager to get started. Stroking a hand down his friend's back, he leaned in to kiss Henry's cheek, husking into his ear, “Do you want me to..?” A desperate keening sound was the reply, urging the Alpha into moving. As slowly and gently as he could, he slid two fingers into that desperate slit, gasping at how easily they sank in to the first knuckle. If there was one thing a heat did right, it was handle all the preparation. Still, he wanted to do this properly, and he would never forgive himself if he got too hasty and hurt his dearest friend. He held still for a long moment, only beginning to slide his fingers in and out when Henry made an adorably impatient sound, subvocals demanding, Don't tease me!!
“Needy thing,” He couldn't help but chuckle, pausing when he felt the other shiver with delight. Smirking fondly, he began kissing over his throat, rumbling, “Do you like when I talk to you like that? Do you like having your desperation teased at?” Another shiver, followed by a beautifully moaned, “Alpha, please…” God, if that didn't tempt his rut. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he focused his attention back on the sex around his fingers, steadily dripping by that point. Spreading his fingers, he began coaxing his walls into relaxing, slowly working him into a comfortable looseness that would, hopefully, prevent any pain when he finally gave himself to the other. For good measure, and also so he could watch Henry's face twist with pleasure and feel his hips jolt, he brought his thumb up to his entrance to coat it in slick, then pressed it to his clit, rubbing in insistent circles that had the Omega writhing.
“So good for me,” Robert breathed out, peppering Henry's face in gentle kisses while he moaned and arched his back, grinding down into the sensation with delighted gasps and whines.
“Robert,” The Omega whined softly, and the other was quick to reward him with a tender kiss, his unoccupied hand brushing its fingertips up his spine before trailing around to his chest. Slightly calloused fingers brushed over a perked nipple, teasing the stiff little bud until it was flushed a rich pink, earning a series of sweet little moans and whimpers from the man in his lap. To his delight, he found that when he teased both Henry's chest and cunt at the same time, those addicting noises would pitch and tremble in the most delicious manner. He wasn't sure if he could take anymore of this, so he was quite relieved when he heard the other beg, “Please.. God, Robert, please, I-I, hah, I nneed…”
“You're certain?” He asked once more, voice rasping and breathless with need, a slight growl accompanying it. The gravelly undertone elicited another desperate tremour from his friend, bringing a wave of heat across Robert's face. It wasn't intentional, but it was still rather gratifying, seeing how much he affected the man he longed for.
‘It's just his heat,’ He tried to remind himself, knowing how badly his heart would be broken if he let himself hope like that. Swallowing thickly, he focused his attention back towards the matter at hand. Henry seemed to be trying his hardest to think, really think, about Robert's question, something he was actually rather relieved to see. If he had answered without deliberation, it would have been hard to tell if it was his friend making that decision or his heat.
After a few more seconds, Henry gave a shy nod, hushing out, “Yes, I- I'm certain. There's no one I would trust more with this.” The words sent a jolt to the Alpha's heart, filling him with such intense affection he feared he would die of it. Throat suddenly tight, he could only nod, flustered and nervous and so damned eager, as he helped his friend into position. They both hesitated, looking at one another for any sign of discomfort or reluctance. Finding none, they gave each other timid smiles and breathless chuckles, leaning in and resting their heads together.
“Do I.. need to grab any protection?” Robert asked suddenly, brows furrowing with concern at the realization. Had he remembered to place a condom in his coat pocket recently? He could vaguely recall thinking about doing so, just in case this exact situation were to happen, but in the fog of his oncoming rut, and Henry's intoxicatingly sweet heat scent, he couldn't remember properly if he had. His concern was banished with a dismissive flick of Henry's hand, the Omega murmuring, “My heat suppressants and scent blockers weren't exactly designed with that in mind. I doubt I could conceive after two years worth of them.”
“Ah, r-right,” He nodded to himself, choking down the upset whine that was building in his throat. His instincts were more than distraught at the thought of never having pups with his mate, and it was rather embarrassing for his more logical side to deal with. Shaking his head to clear it, he pressed a kiss to Henry's shoulder, nuzzling into the crook of his neck to focus on more pleasant things. He couldn't hold back a delighted groan as he breathed in that spiced peppermint smell, kisses growing more heated as he trailed his lips up to the gland under the Omega's jaw.
Alpha, He heard him whine, causing another twitch between his legs, one that resulted in the tip briefly brushing against the thinner man's thigh. Both men sucked in a startled breath, tensing, before relaxing and finally, finally, moving to properly press against each other. The Alpha's fingers were covered in quite the mess when he removed them to make room for his member, a sight that made his dearest friend's face warm to a vibrant shade and his heat scent spike with desire. Swallowing hard, the surgeon fumbled with his removed jacket to fetch a handkerchief, wiped his hand clean, then grabbed the alchemist by the hips to steady him. Breathing deeply in an attempt to center himself, the Omega waited only a second or two more before pressing down.
Robert gasped as he felt Henry's sex slide along his own, the lips nudging against the head of his prick as if in a kiss. Slick trailed in a thick bead over the sleeve of his length, following the edge of the thick vein along the underside, before settling almost teasingly at the top of his half-inflated knot. That alone drew a low growl from him, the sound reverberating in his chest like the low notes of his old violin.
Mate, I need to mate, let me breed you…
“F-Fuck, sorry, I just-” He coughed, only to clench his jaw and tighten his hold on his friend when the Scotsman abruptly dropped, his velvety walls welcoming the intrusion with ease. Hugging the other tight to his chest, he basked in the feeling, eyes scrunched shut and mouth hanging open in startled pleasure. He was so wet, so soft, and he took him nearly all the way to the base of his cock with only a gasp and a whine. He was tight, but not uncomfortably so, clearly relaxed with arousal. With a shaky groan, Robert rolled his hips, mind blank save for the desire to rut into that welcoming crevice until he couldn't move anymore.
Breed me, Henry's subvocals whined, desperate and pleading, causing the tips of his ears to burn with embarrassment. Chuckling raggedly, Robert pulled him into a kiss, tongue sliding along his bottom lip as they began a slow, careful pace. Their tongues slid against one another as they grew more bold, clinging to each other with increased desperation as their coupling gained speed. It was everything the Alpha had ever dreamed of, better than he could imagine, and hearing Henry's moans and mewls for more, his subvocals pleading for pups, made it all the more fulfilling.
“Fuck,” He rasped as they broke away to breathe, a strand of saliva connecting their tongues, tempting him to dive right back in. Swallowing thickly, he lifted a hand to cup Henry's cheek, rubbing his thumb under the other's eye with probably the most lovestruck expression he was capable of. Biting his lip, he wrapped his arm around his friend's waist, holding him tight against his chest as he trusted harder up into him. He was quite pleased when Henry eagerly met his thrusts, bouncing on his lap as his moans grew louder. Gradually, their movements grew more sporadic and messy, and soon after Robert began to whine, “I-I can't- hah- I-I-!! I'm going t-to-!! Fuck, Henry-!!”
“I-In me, in me, please!!” The Omega cried out, burying his face against his friend's neck, panting as he tasted the other's musk in the air. He couldn't help but squeak in surprise when he suddenly heard and felt a wet pop, followed by a rush of hot liquid. He hadn't realized how pent up Robert had been, if he came so quickly after they'd started. For a moment, he felt a bit disappointed; as nice as the Alpha's knot felt, his heat was far from satisfied, and he himself had yet to reach his own-
His thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of warm fingers toying with his clit, rubbing and lightly pinching, sending his nerves into a frenzy. Gasping and scrambling to tighten his hold on the other, he tossed his head back to yowl, properly yowl, when he felt Robert tug his knot free and then immediately slam it back inside him. The older doctor repeated that action until Henry tightened, clawing at his back as he was tipped over the edge, near screaming in delight. Robert continued to touch him, firm yet affectionate, through his climax, dragging it out a few seconds longer than it normally would take. Finally, he gave an overstimulated whimper, and his friend eased up, the two simply sitting there for a moment to catch their breath. Raising his head, they made eye contact and broke into matching giggles, which only made them laugh harder. Here they were, two grown men, doctors in their damn thirties, and they were acting like two school lads with a first crush. Giggling, honestly, Hyde was having a grand time teasing him for that.
“That was.. God, Henry, y-you..” Robert groaned as they both relaxed, laying back on the sofa, Henry more than happily following him down to rest on top of him. A few beats of silence passed before the Omega coyly prompted him, “I…?”
“You were… excellent,” The surgeon declared, looking down at him with a gentle smile. Seeing the other's flustered surprise at the praise, he added, “Truly, you were. I've never felt so damned good.”
“Shut up,” Henry mumbled into his chest, purring rather loudly. Robert laughed at that, petting down his back with a pleased huff. They laid like that for a moment, basking in the afterglow, before the alchemist suddenly sat up straight. The Alpha blinked, looking up at him with momentary confusion, only to perk up with a flustered noise of understanding when the other began to rock his hips, heat scent flaring and inner-thighs wet with slick.
‘If this is what the next two weeks entail,’ Robert thought, moaning as his best friend began to ride him rather vigorously. ‘Then I'm the luckiest damn Alpha in all of London.’