GABRIEL
The side of Blue I discover during his heat is something extraordinary, and so very unfamiliar to me.
I’m not entirely sure why that is the case.
Maybe it’s because Blue’s mind never developed the way other omegas’ minds do, so now that his system has been flooded with an overwhelming surge of hormones, his instincts have nothing restraining them, none of the years of conditioning or learned control most omegas go through.
Normally, in young omegas, their glands develop first, then come the early, mild preheat phases, followed by their first empty, infertile heat, and only later their first true fertile one.
But Blue is experiencing all of it at once, one massive hormonal avalanche crashing through his system while he’s forced to adapt in real time.
Because of that, his behavior is almost… feral, as if without the usual psychological safeguards in place, the animal side of AO nature has completely taken over.
The moment I lay him down on the bed, Blue immediately turns into an omega presenting position, and a distinctive sound tears from his throat, a low, calling cry meant to draw an alpha closer and stir his rut.
Of course, the fire ignites inside me instantly. This is my first rut, a state just as foreign and unsettling to me, but I dive into it completely, answering Blue’s call with one of my own, a deep sound of readiness, promising that I’ll serve him through his heat.
Because I am ready. Oh, how I am ready to serve!
Every part of me is devoted to this, utterly determined to make this experience as good as possible for both of us.
When Blue turns toward me, I realize with amazement that his entrance has changed. It’s dark pink now, visibly deepening in color into the rich shade I’ve heard about before, one that can become an intense raspberry hue, or even a dark plum color in omegas with darker skin.
His petals are swollen and fully opened. I lower myself to taste them, pressing my mouth against the plump folds, and the aroma of his slick catches me off guard. The honey-like notes are still there, but now there’s something sweeter mixed into them, almost like cotton candy.
The effect of this tasting hits me like a storm.
My body changes instantly, as though some new strength is awakening inside me, some strange primal energy flowing through my veins.
There’s a mirror mounted on the wall of Blue’s room, and when I catch my reflection in it, I realize my eyes have changed color, becoming… purple-red!
The sight shocks me.
I know some alphas experience eye color changes during extreme arousal, but it’s never happened to me before. Apparently, Blue’s heat has thrown my entire hormonal system into overdrive.
Blue tilts his head toward me and lets out a long, low cry, begging for penetration, for relief.
So I pull my mouth away from his wet entrance and rise over him.
I grab his hips from behind and press the swollen head of my cock against his hole.
But Blue is the one who moves first, shoving his hips backward hard and swallowing me into himself.
Damn. That’s initiative.
The sudden heat, the tightness, the immediate contact feels unreal. Moments later we both come in a rushed, burning first orgasm. It isn’t surprising. During heat, things usually happen exactly like this, the intensity hits right from the start.
I’m not even fully bottoming inside him yet, but a second later I correct that, thrusting deeper. I feel the difference immediately. His prostate is unmistakably enlarged.
Through the haze of arousal consuming my body, I start moving properly.
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
Blue moans beneath me, making sounds I’ve never heard from him before, gasps, whimpers, broken little cries. I can also hear drops of his release hitting the sheets beneath his knees as he experiences a series of smaller orgasms.
The sheer force of what’s happening has its effects; a moment later I feel my knot swelling. A knot normally expands closer to the middle of a heat, but it’s almost as if Blue’s body demands everything immediately, all at once, in the largest dose possible.
Pleasure tears through me as we lock together like this, and a deep breath leaves my chest.
The knot lengthens my cock, letting me rub even deeper inside Blue now, against the entrance to his womb, which I can clearly feel swollen and widened deep within his rippling passage.
Blue lets out deep, trembling moans, mumbling some sweet nothings, or incoherently praising how beautifully I plow him… and then unexpectedly he starts turning around! I stare in amazement as he pulls his legs tightly up to his chest and twists himself around on my dick until he’s facing me.
Now I can see his flushed, burning face and his eyes, unfocused, wild, desperate, nothing like the cool, calm gaze I see every day.
But I take advantage of the moment, because I don’t want our first heat sex to be nothing but wild fucking.
I lean down slowly, and my lips find his, wet and swollen, but apparently Blue has other ideas beyond lazy, sweet kisses, because suddenly I feel a slight sting. Something scraped against my lower lip.
Blue pulls back and looks at me, and a faint smile spreads across his face.
His mating fangs are out!
Thin, pearly white like thick needles.
A sound rises from deep inside his chest, one I instinctively recognize, the same sound I once made for him when I marked his wrist.
Blue wants to mark me too.
He wants our union.
No way I would hesitate. I lean closer, angling myself to make it easier for him. I watch as he prepares himself for it, the tip of his tongue tentatively brushing over the thin fangs protruding from between his lips, testing them.
He lets out a quiet, deep breath, then opens his mouth and drives his teeth into my gland in one swift, decisive motion.
Holy fuck.
The sensation detonates through me in a flood of pleasure laced with a very specific kind of pain that doesn’t really feel like pain at all. It’s more like a physical shockwave that lights up my entire nervous system, reshaping it, tuning it even more deeply to Blue.
Now we’ll be a mated couple.
Our Bond will tighten even further. The idea of sex with other people will lose much of its appeal for both of us, and everyone around us will sense us as a pheromonally mated pair. We’ll also be able to regulate our nervous and endocrine systems via our scents.
I drift on that blissful wave for a long moment, but then I suddenly hear Blue mumbling something. It’s difficult to understand him with his teeth still buried in my neck.
"Your scent. Like green apple pie…"
"You can sense my Allure?"
Slowly, Blue pulls his fangs from my gland, and I immediately regret how quickly that strange connection ends.
We look into each other’s eyes.
"I’ve been feeling it for a while already. You need to know something. Before I met you, I once had this vision where I smelled that exact scent, like a glimpse of my future… and now… here you are," he says, sounding strangely moved.
"Your scent has gotten stronger too, Blue. I could always smell hints of eucalyptus and a little lavender, but now they’re even richer… it’s the best scent in the world."
Blue smiles, and I notice a tiny smear of my blood on his lower lip.
"So it’s real now. I’m a true omega. What was written into my genes all along is finally active. Everything other omegas can experience now belongs to me too…" he says quietly, emotion thick in his voice.
I smile and kiss him softly.
"Of course, baby. All of it… plus everything extra you created through your own strength. Your incredible character, your beautiful soul, your compassion…" Suddenly I have to say it. The words spill out of me like a living river stream. "Blue… I love you. And I always will."
I know this probably isn’t the best moment. He’s already overwhelmed with heat sensations as it is, but I can’t take the words back now.
Blue blinks and parts his lips as if he wants to say something. He struggles with himself for a second, but I don’t let him torture himself over it.
"Hey. Just because I’m saying it doesn’t mean I expect you to say it back, Blue.
I know how you feel about this stuff, but I had to tell you because it’s overflowing out of me even more after everything that’s happened lately…
I’ve seen your true character more clearly than ever before.
Your soul is capable of incredible depths of mercy, even toward people who don’t deserve it.
" I gently brush my fingers along his cheek.
"Every single day I discover something else about you that makes me love you even more… and there are even days when I start believing Fate didn’t make a mistake by pairing us together.
Maybe it wanted me to spend every day amazed, so it gave me the one person capable of making me feel that way so effortlessly, no playing, no showing off, just by being himself, unapologetically. "
As I say it, I kiss his forehead and cheeks softly.
"All you have to do is be true to yourself, and my amazement with you appears on its own."
Blue smiles, a melancholy little smile tinged with sadness.
"You know… I always thought love confessions were cheesy. But you’re proving to me they’re actually kinda… awesome."
I chuckle. "Maybe they are a little cheesy, but that’s part of the charm. Life has too much seriousness and not nearly enough cheesy stuff. But alright. We talked and… now it’s time to enjoy the heat." I grin at him mischievously. "There’ll be plenty of occasions for more confessions later."
And so we return to our desperate, passionate sex.
I sink into him, lose myself in him. We make love for hours, united by the same overwhelming heat-rut energy, and somewhere in the middle of it something extraordinary begins to happen.
Slowly, almost with every rocking, heated thrust, more and more of Blue opens up to me.
It feels as though I’m being pulled deeper inside him, both physically and mentally.
And then I see it.
Similar to a vision.
Blue’s opening his fortress to me!