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Edited 2018-05-28 04:28 (UTC)

[ Once upon a really long time ago, someone apparently decided that death was just too inconvenient and refused to die. To appease Death, they struck a deal: consume the blood of your fellow man and you will be allowed to continue living. In consequence, you will be forced to watch all you know and love grow old and die without you, while you remain the same for the rest of your unlife. Also the sun hurts, have fun dealing with that. This person decided that it was totally worth it, and vampires were born.

Eventually, they figured out how to make others like them. And on and on vampires were created, evolving over millennia. They were hunted for a long period of time for the monsters they were, and after a while assumed extinct. But they weren't--they simply grew stronger, smarter, evolved. The curse of the sun no longer hurt them as much as it once did, rare charms and protections existing to negate it entirely. Only the oldest and the most powerful had access to these things, and they kept the secrets dearly.

One of those was a man by the name of Han Jumin.

He has watched Korea grow, break apart, and be born again for centuries. He has quietly accumulated his wealth, a secret manipulator in the shadows of all of the major corporations that run the country. No one knows the face of the mysterious benefactor, but they know his work. He's almost too good at what he does, practically owning the entire country in everything but name. Of course, that also means he thinks he basically owns everything in it--and everyone.

Most importantly, the man next to him. Jumin wakes at the same time he does every morning and rolls over, staring at the form stretched out next to him. In all of his years, Jumin had scarcely come across anyone as beautiful as Jihyun. Pragmatic, successful, as pure a soul as he had ever met. He had to have him. Had to. No matter the method.

He reaches out, gently lifting a bit of strangely colored hair to press his lips to it before he finally pushes himself up from the bed. As much as he would like to lay around and be sentimental (hah), there is always work to be done, and he starts getting ready to do just that. Jihyun will wake when he wakes.

It had just better be soon. ]

[On most days, when he doesn't feel like being cooped up at home, Kuroko will find a nice coffee shop with wi-fi and work from there.

Which is what he did all morning, but he knew even before stepping out today he was cutting it a bit short. Maybe that's why. Knowing the heat is coming means knowing he won't be able to step out as much, so he tries to make the best of it before that and take advantage of being able to move around without much hassle the rest of the time.

But some people are starting to clearly sniff around, so he pays his tab and packs up his laptop to head home. And once there, he goes for his pills before changing into something something looser - pajama pants and one of Aomine's T-shirts.

He's not sure when Aomine's shift ends today, but his smell on the clothing will either help him calm down... or make him more excited. But it should be enough to help him wait, normally.]

[ Aomine likes being a cop. He genuinely does. He gets to be a dick to people who try to pull stupid shit and he gets paid for it, what's not to like? And between his paycheck and Tetsu's, and a lot of really careful budgeting on Tetsu's part, they have a house. Them and the dog and a quiet neighborhood. He's honestly one of the luckiest people out there.

It's frustrating, sometimes. But their fights are never too serious. Usually because Aomine is who he is and needs to make sure at any given moment that Tetsu is still with him. One day he'll figure out that he's insecure. Probably when he's old and retired.

For now, though, he's back home. Dragging a little from another 10 hour shift, but home. He stops in the front yard, though, and glances up, giving the air a little sniff.

Oh, no. Fuck, did he forget anything on the way home?? Oh god he forgot to stop at the store again, didn't he. Did Tetsu need anything today? He can't remember.

It's too late now. He can hear the dog barking, too. His arrival has been revealed. Aomine sucks in a slow breath and heads up the front steps into the house, toeing his shoes off in the front foyer. ]

Tetsu! I'm home!

[Even if the dog hadn't barked, Tetsuya would have known Aomine was back just from the smell. His own sense of smell gets heightened at that time too.

He knows too, from the slight pause before Aomine gets in, that it has totally slipped his partner's mind that his heat would start today. Not that he expects Aomine to track it for him, but he smiles to himself as he imagines him frantically trying to recall if they have anything to eat in the house and beating himself up for forgetting to go shopping again.

He pushes himself up from the bed and pads to the door of the bedroom so he can see into the living room.]

Welcome home, Aomine-kun.

[ Oh god, look at him. He just had to go and hone in on The Look that gets to Aomine the most. He lets out a slow breath as he just... looks at him for a moment, eyes roaming up and down a few times. His shirts are always so big on him, shoulder peeking out of the neck, hem hanging down toward his knees...

He pads forward quietly and reaches out, pauses for a second just in case he isn't allowed to just grab a hold, and decides to lean in instead to place a kiss to the top of Tetsu's head. ]

How're you...

[ Vague gesture. Even after all this time, Aomine still can't just ask Tetsu how bad the heat has hit him at any given moment. ]

[Tetsuya likes how attentive Apmine usually is when his heat starts. At least at the beginning, because once the heat truly takes over, gentle is the furthest thing from his mind. that can be reserve for other times.

This time, it's not hitting too hard yet. If it were, Aomine would already be flat on his back with Tetsuya's hands ripping his uniform off. Or, if it were really bad, he'd be on the bed and unable to move. Possible locked in the bedroom if for whatever reasons his hormones were really driving him crazy.

He closes his eyes when the kiss falls on his head and walks closer so he can lean against Aomine's chest and just breathe in his scent for a moment. Much better than just the shirt. Until...]

Go take a shower. You stink.

[ Ah. Close. From here, Aomine can really get a good whiff of Tetsu's scent, breathing it in deep and letting it roll around in his body. He can feel himself responding already, ready to give the Omega what he needs, and he's about to wrap his arms around Tetsu's body when the command for the shower hits him.

Boo. Isn't he about to turn around and get sweaty anyway? ]

Sure. Let me grab something to put on after.

[ Another kiss to the forehead, this one lingering just a little longer, before he pulls away to disappear into the bedroom to grab things. He glances back over his shoulder, a grin spreading across his face. ]

Y'sure you don't wanna join me?

[It's not the right kind of sweaty right now, Aomine-kun.

Tetsuya leans on the wall for a moment, made just a little dizzy by how strong Aomine's smell is when he's that close.]

I took a shower when I came home after lunch. I'm clean.

[Just like Aomine, there are certain things he can feel embarrassed about, that he's not sure he can say out loud.

Hurry.

If he joined Aomine in the shower, they might not get out until later tonight, and apart from how wasteful that would be with the water, Tetsuya is pretty certain his cold last month might have been from just that. So for today, since he can control himself for a little longer...

He licks his lips, feeling a little parched, and pushes himself off the wall to go to the kitchen for a glass of water.]

How was work?

[It's easier to focus when asking some of those mundane questions, to not think too hard about the heat starting to coil in his belly, about how he's literally feeling himself getting wet just from being in the same room as Aomine.]

[ The more you hang around and ask questions, the less he's going to want to actually get into the shower. Aomine watches Tetsu disappear from the doorway, a little bit glad for the small amount of distance being put between them. It doesn't lessen the pressure in the air, though, and he has to silently tell his body to calm the fuck down, they'll get to it when they get to it. ]

It was fine. Nothin' too crazy today. Old lady had her purse snatched but it happened literally right in front of me, so it was easy enough to run the guy down.

[ He finishes grabbing what he needs, taking off the bulkier pieces of his uniform before he steps out of the bedroom again. He makes sure to poke his head into the kitchen really quick, giving Tetsu a thumbs up. ]

I'll be out in a few minutes.

[ Aomine waves as he finally disappears into the bathroom, the sound of the shower starting up a moment later.

Wait did he say he went out today. ]

[Yes, yes he did.

Tetsuya gives a small smile as Aomine disappears into the bathroom, and shuffls back to the bedroom. It's definitely getting a bit hard to breathe, but he still manages to step out of his pajama bottoms before he stains them - again. He leaves them in a heap near Aomine's uniform and crawls onto the bed, curling up on his side in just the T-shirt on Aomine's side of the bed, nose all but buried into his pillow.

It's definitely getting stronger now, and he can feel a small shiver coming down his back. He has to bite down on his lip to swallow a small whimper of need that he hopes Aomine won't hear over the sound of the shower - or maybe he hopes he does and comes out quicker. His smell has to be even more powerful now, although he himself can't really tell. This is something Alphas catch on, but Omegas can't really smell themselves.

Why did Aomine even take anything to wear for after his shower?]

Edited 2018-05-28 18:48 (UTC)

[ Listen. It's habit. He's probably not even going to be putting it on. Especially not when the scent of Tetsu hits him like a bomb, even behind the closed door of the bathroom. His body responds instantly, hard and ready to go, and Aomine works on rinsing himself off even faster. Soap... soap... yes, here we are.

Aomine climbs out and pats himself dry quickly, pausing for a moment as he wonders if he should maybe spritz on a little cologne? But no, no, he hears a faint whimper from the other side of the door and he's out. Clothes are forget, decorum is forgotten as he moves to the bedroom, making sure the dog's on the other side of the door when he closes it behind him.

Shit. God, look at him. Aomine's chest tightens almost painfully as image and scent work together against him and he takes a few steps forward to climb onto the bed, hands planted against the bed on either side of Tetsu's body. He keeps himself propped up, giving Tetsu room to move, but the need is starting to overpower him. ]

It came on quick this time.

[ He tilts his head down, presses his nose right against Tetsu's throat to inhale deeply. A faint groan escapes him as a shiver races its way down his spine, cock hard and aching and dragging along Tetsu's thigh. ]

[Tetsuya turns around to face Aomine, eyes a little hazy, and whimpers again when he feels Aomine's cock against his body, hard and right there but not where he wants it...

Sometimes it comes hard and fast right away. Other times, it's more of a slow build up. And then he gets those times where he's fine until Aomine walks into the room and then his legs might as well be jelly for how well they can support him. At least he made it back to the bed this time.

He's already throwing his head back to give Aomine more access to it, shivering in anticipation of the bite, and spreading his legs at the same time, one hand blindly groping Aomine's thigh because he needs to touch skin or he will go completely crazy.

He's all but panting now.]

Ao...mine-kun... Please...

[Now is not the time for holding back anymore, and if Tetsuya had any strength left in his legs he might just have jumped Aomine already. He might still do it later but for now, he needs Aomine's cock inside of him and sooner rather than later, or he is the one who will bite.

And bite he does, nipping at Aomine's ear to push him to do something.]

[ Don't worry. He may be dumb, he might not be the best at picking up subtle clues, but his instinct side is one that has always managed to shine through. When it comes down to being the most primal a person can be, he's really good at that.

All he needs is the moment where Tetsu gives him the go ahead, lets him knows without words that he's being given the reins to take over tonight. He just doesn't know sometimes. There have been heats where he wasn't allowed to move, ones where he's been forced outside the bedroom and made to suffer the scent of Tetsu taking care of it himself, it's just... hard to pinpoint sometimes.

He's on board now, though. Aomine's hands slide up Tetsu's thighs to his hips to grip them tight and pull the smaller frame toward him. There's a welcoming heat as his cock grows closer to Tetsu's entrance and he blindly lines himself up before shoving his way in.

Honestly the way an Omega gets wet like this is incredibly inconvenient.

But hot. Aomine has to pause for a moment unless he wants to just come right then and there as heat and scent and need overwhelm him. His mouth opens and clamps down on the skin just above Tetsu's collar bone--not quite the right spot, but it's the nearest thing to his teeth at that exact moment. The noise that escapes him is half-moan, half-growl. ]

[Tetsuya's small whimpers turn into a cry of pure pleasure as Aomine finally - finally! - slams into him. His back arches off the bed and he closes his legs around Aomine as if to try and tell him to come even deeper inside.

The bite isn't a real bite yet, but it still makes Tetsuya squirm under Aomine's bigger frame. And the growl that comes from Aomine's throat is making Tetsuya's belly quiver.

And it's still not enough. Sometimes, Tetsuya gets a little scared of how much, how violently he wants Aomine in those moments. Never when it happens, but when he looks back. Usually, just remembering himself in the throes of passion is enough to make Tetsuya blush crimson and unfortunately, Aomine occasionally likes to brag, which usually leads to a fight, and then they make up and have more sex and it just never ends.

Right now, though, that's the furthest thing from his mind. Right now he just wants Aomine to pound him into the mattress until he doesn't know up from down and he's covered in Aomine's scent and marked properly.]

Aomine... kun... harder...

Tetsu...

[ Don't expect much more than that name repeated over and over again to come out of Aomine right now. His breath escapes him in a harsh pant as his body finally decides it's calm enough for him to move without the moment ending too soon. Not that... he's too concerned about that right now. The chance of there being more than one round of this was high, after all. Especially with how needy Tetsu seemed to be before it even started. It's a good thing he had an easy day at work or he would've been too tired for this.

Aomine pulls himself back out again, the head of his cock just barely staying in before he snaps his his hips forward once more. He sucks in a sharp breath, starting to drool slightly against Tetsu's skin where his teeth are back to being sunk.

It doesn't take much for a rhythm to be set, Aomine pushing himself as deep into Tetsu's body as he can possibly make himself go and even then trying to push further. (He can't. He literally can't. Bodies don't work like that but he's trying.

He wants to get at Tetsu's neck, to sink his teeth into the nape, that sweet little spot that triggers everything good and right but it'd require pulling back, flipping Tetsu over, and he can't bring himself to disengage for even a moment. ]

Edited 2018-05-28 20:23 (UTC)

[Definitely a good thing that the most exciting thing Aomine did today was catching a mugger of little old ladies. Although if he'd been too tired, Tetsuya would just have had him flat on his back and ridden him. He sometimes does that even when Aomine is in peak condition, just because sometimes he wants to do things his way.

He moans low in his throat every time Aomine pushes into him, hands bunched into the pillow under his head. They both need to get some of this out of their system before they can go at it again properly.

Tetsuya's body is too wracked with need now to last very long. Really, it's a wonder he actually felt okay for most of the day given how hard it's taken him over right now. He can't hold back at all, and he cries out again as he comes for the first time of the night, clamping down on the hard length inside of him and his back arching almost completely off the bed when he does.

He needs to try and catch his breath, but he's almost choking on Aomine's scent right now, and just for a second he nips at Aomine's neck with his teeth, an almost comical imitation of the bite. How lucky for Aomine that he landed himself the Omega who bites back.]

Edited 2018-05-28 20:35 (UTC)

[ It's actually kinda nice. He likes it when Tetsu is forceful, when he gets bitey, when he decides to just take. He hears stories from some of his other Alpha officers whose own Omegas are incredible pillow queens and the fact that Tetsu is engaging in bed just tells Aomine that, well... he genuinely wants it. There're no worries there.

The moment Tetsu's body starts squeezing down around him that's all it takes for him to get pushed over as well. He keeps himself held back just a little bit to keep the swell of his knot from embedding inside of Tetsu's body. Not yet. Not yet.

He still empties himself inside of the body under him, his body twitching bit by bit until it finally feels like it's done. His head tilts and he starts placing kisses along Tetsu's face until he can get to his mouth and claim it in the first proper kiss he's had since he got home. ]

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[ Yuri has never been a favorite of the kingdom. He's loud, brash, and tends to just spout out whatever he wants whenever he wants because he's the prince and honestly who can stop him? The problem with that line of thinking, however, is that there are plenty of people out there who would like to try to stop him. And those people are strong, with many allies, and no matter how diligent, someone is bound to slip through the cracks.

It's why, in the middle of the night, the sound of hoof beats pounding across a path are the only sound in the forest outside of the castle. Otabek had been awake when the men had come, had tried to sneak into his Prince's room. Thankfully, the men had gotten turned around, and Otabek had managed--with some difficulty, as Yuri is never one to be anything but--to spirit him out of the castle. ]

Please, my lord, you need to keep your head down.

[ He glances downward at where Yuri is tucked in in front of him on the saddle. It was the easiest way in this moment; Otabek has another horse on a lead running behind them, but Yuri's riding skill, while quite good, wasn't going to be what he needed for a quick getaway in the night. He can ride his own horse on the morrow. For now, he'll have to suffer this. ]

Sleep, if you can. We ride until the horses need to rest.

(The joke is on anyone who would think he'd be any different if he'd been born a peasant. He simply finds people in general annoying. They're loud and snide, and too quick to play games. Maybe it's the politics that keep Yuri so on edge. Maybe that's why he finds it easier with someone as straightforward as Otabek. He doesn't have to break down what is being said. )

We're running from them! (But even with Otabek, he's huffy tonight. The situation is a dire one, but no matter the circumstances, Yuri hates backing down. Despite his attitude, he normally works hard outside of the politics themselves. He shouldn't be the one running from his home.) We have swords, we can win!

('we' he says. )

I want to kick their asses!

(But beneath it all, he is shaken. He'd been asleep, defenseless when they decided to attack. Cowards.)

[Tetsuya might look unassuming most of the time, but if there's anyone who knows how passionate he can get about things he likes, then it should be Aomine.

And he likes Aomine very, very, very much. It might have been a stroke of luck then ended up as a pair. Tetsuya doesn't want to think of what could have happened if they'd ended with different people.

And even though Aomine may not be aware, Tetsuya knows he's insecure sometimes. It's usually why they fight. So if anything can reassure Aomine that yes, he is here because he wants to, he'll do it. And besides, he might never manage to admit this out loud without spontaneously combusting, but sex with Aomine is fantastic, whether during heat or normally.

He is just about starting to finally catch his breath when Aomine kisses him and he feels like he can't breathe all over again. They both held back when Aomine came home or they might never have made it to the bedroom.

Soon enough, though, he starts squirming again, his body trembling with more unsated need. He needs his Alpha to be buried deep inside him, teeth at his nape, knot swelling inside of him, and he starts moving so he can turn around and put his hips up in a clear invitation for Aomine to keep going.

And as he does he feels the shirt sliding off one shoulder.]

Your shirt... I made it dirty...

Edited 2018-05-29 04:44 (UTC)

S'alright. We can add it to the pile.

[ It's not the first time one of his shirts have gotten messed up because of a heat, and it won't be the last time, either. If anything, Tetsu messing it up because of this is hotter than hell to him. Actually, Tetsu doing anything at all is hot he can't really find fault in anything. He's even hot when he's mad.

Aomine sits back a little as Tetsu finishes getting himself turned around and a low groan escapes him at the sight of his boyfriend presenting himself like this. He reaches out and takes a firm hold of either cheek, giving them a good squeeze and spreading them apart to get a real good look before he leans in again, cock rubbing against his entrance. ]

Let's just mess it up some more.

[ And then he's sliding inside again, slipping down all the way to the base in one easy push. He leans down over that perfect body, one hand resting over the back of one of Tetsu's to let their fingers curl together that way. Aomine presses his mouth to the spot between Tetsu's shoulder blades, staying there until he gets too tempted to finally move up to his neck. ]

I know, my lord.

[ There's a faintly amused tinge to Otabek's voice as he says that, his gaze glancing downward again quickly to look at the top of Yuri's head. Yes, of course. 'We' have swords. And by 'we' it really means that Otabek has a sword, and Yuri has an Otabek, therefore Yuri also has a sword. It just happens to be in the form of his personal knight. ]

But you cannot do so if you are dead.

[ And he would have been if Otabek hadn't heard the men. He would have been if Otabek had decided to try to fight them off instead of fleeing into the night. He was a good swordsman, one of the best in the country, but even he would have been hard pressed to hold off the numbers that were there. ]

So for now, we run.

(Yeah, that's what he said, they have swords.

Ahem.

Yuri froths but Otabek has always been the one best able to calm the mad dog. He curls up, lips thinned in anger and forehead lined. He lived there. He doesn't like the idea of strange men occupying his home.)

I'm firing all the other guards, they can't do their jobs.

(The truth, Yuri knows, is probably much worse: they'd turned a blind eye.

And it's cruel. For all of his attitude, Yuri isn't someone who hurts his kingdom. He takes his job seriously enough to be at it constantly, working into the night until something is fixed. So what if he's horrible at decorum? Isn't his ability to rule otherwise more important?)

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