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"Hey. I brought—!" Kenny's words caught in his throat as he entered the apartment. The familiar scents of the home were overpowered by a sweetened version of his Beta roommates' pomegranate scent. Instinct crawled to the front of his brain, threatening to overwhelm him. The werewolf shoved it down, slowly moving closer to where the scent was most potent. His roommates' room. "Micah? Everything okay?" He knew precisely what was wrong but did his roommate know?

The door opened. It revealed a hazy-eyed, somewhat shaky, and sweaty Micah. "Mm..?" It took him a moment to process Kenny's question. "Oh. Uhm… I think I caught a cold. Or something. Think we could postpone movie night..? I don't want to get you sick."

Of course. The dumbass didn't realize that he was having his first heat. "You sure? You know I don't get sick easily. Hiding in your room would be so boring!" Kenny had convinced himself that it was because he wanted to keep an eye on his roommate. Make sure he was well taken care of through his heat. The Elders had always driven home that it was best to keep an Omega company to ensure they ate, rested, and got plenty of water. 

Micah thought it over, then nodded. "That definitely sounds better. Think you can get it set up while I change?" He asked.

"Sure thing. Don't take too long, or I'll eat all the popcorn without you." Kenny teased. He would need to let Micah know what was going on. Maybe once it was starting to reach its end and his mind was clearer. He watched the door close, then turned to head to the living room, where he began to get their horror movie marathon. While figuring out settings and preparing snacks, he got lost in thought.

His instincts had never been particularly strong or difficult to resist. They were simply there unless there was a reason to claw their way to the surface. Otherwise, they were shoved deep down inside of himself. But… there was something about Micah that made their sudden appearances less frightening. Like being around his roommate helped soothe his inner beast into something almost tame. The fears he once had when everything started to awaken were beginning to fade. His inner beast wanted to tear the familiar Omega apart and taste pomegranate on its tongue. Something they could agree on for once.

Kenny snapped from the thought of pinning down the shorter man and thoroughly ruining him when Micah entered the room. He couldn't help but stare for a few minutes. The werewolf didn't realize that his roommate owned shorts that left little to the imagination. His inner beast was pleased. He quickly turned away from Micah as he sat down next to him on the floor. "You look comfy. You ready for some of the cheesiest slashers known to man?"

"Thanks. I think it's helping." Micah claimed the gummy worms from the table that Kenny had loaded up with the snacks for the night. "Hell yeah." 

As the movie started, Kenny found it challenging to pay attention to it. He was more focused on the Omega beside him. Especially when it seemed that the lull in Micah's heat was over. His attention strayed with every little whine and movement he made to attempt to relieve the overwhelming urge to mate. The scent of pomegranates was heavy in the air once more. He wondered if he was struggling just as much to pay attention to the movie. 

The werewolf froze as Micah suddenly moved, settling himself in his lap. The Omega leaned close, dangerously close to his scent gland. He was so close to just burying his face against it. His instincts didn't respond with agitation but with a pleased sort of hum with how close their desired Omega now was to them. He pushed them to the back of his mind. "You smell nice…" Micah finally said.

"Oh yeah?" He asked, swallowing the nerves that were starting to form. Kenny was having a hard time resisting the instincts he so hated and the feelings he had kept locked away. Especially with Micah so close, his overly warm body feeling pleasant against him. He tried to convince himself that it was just Micah discovering his new sense of smell, and there was nothing to this.

"Mhm. Like coffee instead of weed. It's much better…" Micah buried his face against Kenny's neck, snaking his arms around him to hold him close. The movie was now forgotten. "I like it."

"I sure hope so." Kenny snorted, gently patting Micah's back. "You have a face full of it right now. Are you going to get off me now, nerd? You're missing the movie." 

It took a moment for Micah to answer. "No…" His arms tightened around Kenny as he nuzzled closer to the werewolf. "Do you want me to move?" 

He opened his mouth to answer, just to end up choking on his words as he felt his roommate nibbling at his neck. Micah barely grazed his teeth across his scent gland. Fuck . The Omega likely felt what that was doing to him. Kenny couldn't even muster up a warning growl to drive him away. Not that he wanted to resort to that. He just didn't want his roommate making stupid decisions because of instinct. "Micah… What're you doing?"

"Riling you up…" Answered Micah, giving a very pointed grind against where Kenny's cock was restrained. It felt amazing. He pulled away from his neck to look the werewolf in the eye. "I want you to fuck me."

Kenny swallowed, his inner beast urging him to give in to what Micah wanted. To take him right here and now just how he wanted. But the werewolf resisted. It was way more difficult than he thought it would be. It was getting harder to resist his instincts. "I… can't. You're in heat. It would be wrong of me to do anything. You're not exactly in—"

"A clear enough mindstate to consent?" Micah asked, looking away from Kenny's face to stare at his chest. "That uhm… That would explain it. But… it's still me talking. The heat just… took away my filter. I want you. Not just because you're the only Alpha around… I've liked you for a while. I want you as my mate. Funny how it took this to make me finally admit it." His head thunked against Kenny's chest, hands moving to the front of his shirt and tangling themselves in the soft fabric. "Sorry. I… I can't believe I said that."

"Hey… It's okay…" Kenny managed, his brain still processing what he had just heard. Micah wanted him as his mate. Out of all the people in the city. Out of everyone in the world. His inner beast was quite pleased. If Kenny was honest with himself, he liked Micah just as much. "At least you realized you're in heat and not sick." He tried to tease. "But uhm… You want me as your mate?"

Micah pulled his head away from Kenny's chest to look him in the face. "I do. You're… amazing. So if you'll have me…" He trailed off. It was obvious what he wanted, considering he had said it earlier.

"Well… You made it clear that it was you talking, not the heat, so…" Kenny trailed off. "I would like to have you as my mate. To be honest, I've wanted to ask you for a while. It looks like your heat solved the problem of us dancing around each other" He smiled at Micah, then shifted a little bit beneath him. "We should move first."

"Here's fine." Micah interrupted, refusing to budge from Kenny's lap.

"I thought the rule was no sex in the living room?" He remembered something from a while ago about not wanting to stain up the couch. Then again, they were on the floor, and there was a perfectly good table… His inner beast claimed the table would be the perfect place to take his desired mate. Kenny chose to ignore it for now. There were better places for their first time. 

"That's for if we're bringing someone home. If it's us, then… The rule doesn't apply cause who will know besides us?" Micah asked, leaning in close.

"Guess you got a point there." Kenny closed the distance between them for a kiss, gently bringing his hands up to cup Micah's face. If this is where the Omega wanted to stay, then he guessed there was no sense in arguing. The kiss started gentle and almost hesitant as they slowly figured it out. Then it turned insistent, full of need, as his roommates' heat spiked. Kennys' hands found their way to the Omegas' hips, helping hold him steady. 

Micah's hands tugged insistently upon his shirt as the Omega pulled away from the kiss. "This is in the way…" He said. Kenny was happy to help him get it off, slinging it somewhere in the living room. Neither were very worried about where it ended up. The process was repeated for Micah's shirt as it was also in the way. Kenny had to take a moment to admire. It was not his first time seeing his roommate without a shirt, but he still wanted to stare. He was taking in the little scars he had from childhood and the moles scattered here and there. 

Kenny leaned in to nip at Micah's neck, keeping the squirming Omega still against him. He made sure not to leave any marks no matter how much his roommate begged or whined for him to. The werewolf wanted to make him wait for it. Especially when it came to their bonding. For good measure, he barely brushed his teeth over the Omegas scent gland. He appreciated the way that Micah's breath hitched. 

"Don't tease…" Micah all but whined as his nails dug into Kenny's back. His hands were busy keeping his roommate nice and still. The Omega was trying to rut against him for some relief. The promise of being mated likely made his heat worse. 

"Awww. But what's the fun in that?" The werewolf asked, giving a harsher nip that left a mark on his roommate's shoulder. "I want to tear you apart. Piece by piece."

" Please. " Was Micah's breathless reply as he pressed closer to the werewolf.

Kenny's hands slid down the back of Micah's shorts, squeezing and kneading his ass. "Well… You did say the magic word…" He grinned at the Omega. "Buuuuut…" He left another mark, listening to the way Micah whined. "Ah well. I guess I can give you what you want. Just gotta get your shorts out of the way." Kenny finally decided. It was hard to keep teasing. Micah was too cute. Especially when whiny and desperate, his inner wolf would helpfully add. 

Micah was rather quick to get up and get his shorts off. It was a surprise that his slick had not soaked through his shorts with how covered his thighs were with it. Kenny took advantage of Micah being up and got his pants out of the way. It was a relief to finally free his hard cock. Rather than sitting back on the floor, Kenny settled on the couch. It would be much more comfortable for what they wanted to do. Plus no potential for rug burns somewhere awkward.

Micah settled right back in his lap once he was sure that the werewolf was finished adjusting. The Omega caught him in another heated kiss, slowly grinding against his cock. Kenny would soon break away. "You ready?" He asked, noting the nervousness in Micah's eyes. He was sure it was reflected in his own. "If you're not, we can still stop. It's no fur off my hide."

Micah shook his head, a look of determination in his eyes. "I'm ready. I've wanted this for a while…" He admitted, raising himself enough to line Kennys' cock up with his slick entrance. He pressed down just enough to tease, likely getting the werewolf back. "Thank you, though."

"Course. I'm not some wild animal." Kenny grinned at him, placing his hands on Micah's hips to hold him steady. "Plus… I love you."

"I love you too." Micah said just before he plunged down, gasping as he was finally filled precisely how he craved. Kenny had to hold his inner beast back to give Micah time to adjust and be ready. He didn't want to hurt the person he loved. That was one of his biggest fears, after all. 

As soon as Micah was ready, Kenny started to move. The Omega met each of his thrusts, nails digging into his chest. Things started slowly at first, then quickly started to pick up as Micah began to move quicker. The werewolf appreciated every moan from his human roommate, resisting every suggestion his inner beast made so he could focus on just making sure Micah felt good. Kenny took over when the Omegas movement started to get inconsistent and sloppy as he neared the edge of climax and his stamina. It took only a few more thrusts before Micah clenched around him as he tumbled over that edge. 

Kenny was about to pull out, content with just making Micah come, but the Omega stopped him. He was still panting and twitching as he came down from the high of release when he requested something that had even Kennys' inner beast shutting up in surprise. Micah wanted to be filled and bred. The words had tumbled out of his mouth in a breathless rush. With how sure Micah was, Kenny couldn't help but comply. His inner beast had realized what that meant, rumbling in delight at the idea of filling their desired mate with pups. 

Micah came twice before Kenny finally did, filling him just how he had requested. As they both came down from their respective highs, Kenny adjusted so he could sink his teeth into the junction between Micah's shoulder and neck. He was completely claiming the Omega as his. The werewolf savored the taste of pomegranate on his tongue. It truly was a perfect scent for his roommate. He breathed out slowly, then pulled away. "Doing– Ack!"

Micah had done the same with Kenny as soon as he pulled away, grazing his tongue over the new bond bite before moving away. "What were you saying?"

"Well, I was going to ask if you were doing okay, but I think I know the answer. So… Feeling better?"

"More than okay. Finally got some nonsense off my chest, and my heats calmed down." He dragged Kenny into a soft kiss and then settled against him. "God, yes. I am feeling so much better."

"Well, good. We should get cleaned up before we end up staining the couch."

"Mmm…"

"People will know."

"Will they?"

"Probably. I don't know."

"Then we can sit here for a little bit. I don't want to move, and my legs feel like jelly."

"Fine. Only cause I don't want to move either. But, you get to explain any stains on the couch."

"What? Not fair."

"I think it's very fair."

"You suck."

"Love you too, Mickey."

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Micah stared at the positive test in his hand as he fumbled about for his phone, immediately picking one of the numbers he had on speed dial. Imagine his luck. He's only had sex with his mate once and was already pregnant. Not that he was too upset about it. That was what he asked for in the heat of the moment, after all. He raised the phone to his ear as he waited patiently for the person on the other side to pick up. 

"Hello?" Felis voice asked. She sounded mildly annoyed, but that was just her normal state. Still, Micah hoped he had not interrupted something.

"Hey. Uhm… So I have a quick question." Micah started.

"Yeah? What is it?"

"What are the odds of a baby turning out to be a Were-Something?"

"You can just say Werebeast, Micah. But it's about 50-50, depending on the parents' lineage. If you have a werewolf grandpa or a family tree chock full of them, they're more likely to be a Were. Why? Is this just a general question, or did something happen?"

 "Uh…" His brain blanked on an answer.

"What did Kenny do?!"

 "…Me…"