you may be wondering why i've called you here

ANON! WAAAAIIITTTTT YOU'VE SAID ALL MY FAVORITE FUCKING WORDS.

it’s so gross but oh my god. the bend over. the slow drip.

they can’t keep their hands off of each other once mated, fucking like rabbits, always touching, always scenting each other, needy and possesive even in front of their team.

it happens randomly. they’re in the showers after a game, mack obviously being the last one to leave, so when will comes to check on him, everybody else is already changing. will wraps his arms around mack’s waist, mack facing the wall, his naked wet body smelling and looking delicious when will scents him, rubbing his nose on mack’s neck and that’s when the thought pops out.

he slowly traces his hand from mack’s chest down to his stomach, places his palm on macklin’s belly, rubbing soft slow circles there.

"you would look so pretty with my baby inside you," he whispers into mack’s ear and mack moans, immediately slicking himself at the words, like his body wanted to say: do it now, i’m ready.

"then take me home and put a baby in me," mack answers and that’s it.

they storm out of the bathroom, will packing all mack’s stuff while mack gets dressed and next, they’re leaving, both heated and blushing already, will’s fingers rubbing mack’s pussy through his soaked sweatpants in the car on their way home.

they don’t even make it to the bedroom, mack already undressing once they step inside their apartment and will just pushes mack on the couch, naked and wet, and ready and puts his painfully hard dick inside mack’s welcoming pussy, chasing the orgasm, thrusting into mack hard and deep, because he just needs to come. he needs to spill inside mack and breed him, and put his baby in him.

and after that, they’re even worse.

the sex is nasty, they fuck all the time, everywhere—in teh car, in every possible room in their apartment, in the bathrooms during team parties, both of them coming back to their friends flushed red and ruined, reeking like sex and and each other. there’s something very satisfied setting inside will’s chest at this—at the thought that their teammates can literally smell he railed macklin five minutes before, everybody knowing what they just did, seeing that mack belongs to will and will can have him wherever and whenever he wants. it never ends at one round during a night, because the more will cums inside him, the higher the chance to get him pregnant gets.

mack’s next heat is the moment for them. they’re mated, so they’re both on heat leave, grocieries ordered and already set in the fridge, everything prepared so they don’t have to worry about even leaving the house in next few days.

mack is determined. will is dedicated. he looks at mack, crying under him, pounding his cum from previous rounds into him before he spills inside again and thinks how beautiful mack would be if his belly was already round with their pup. he places a hand on mack’s lower belly, feels the bulge of his cock inside him and groans. it finally must take. he must finally get him pregnant.

he flips mack on his stomach and drags his ass up, a puppy pose, and slips inside him again.

"i’ll put a baby in you," he barely speaks, his voice cracking, his breath uneven. "i’ll breed you until it takes. you’ll be so pretty pregnant and everybody will know what we did—what i did. won’t stop until there’s at least a set of twins inside you," will promises.

mack starts rolling his hips, matching will’s pace so with every thrust, will is only deeper in his pussy and he begs for it.

That seemed to be an incorrect theory though.

Because when he met Will, alpha, blond, stupidly pretty, scent so mouthwatering and an incredible personality, his teeth started to ache again. He first thought maybe he had caries on his teeth, maybe he ate too much candy when he was a kid and it is paying off now. He doesn’t know. But his teeth fucking ache. It gets worse around Will, he has noticed that. But Mack can’t come up to Will and go “oh hey! my teeth ache so bad can I bite you?”

So he starts chewing on things again, the only difference is that this time, instead of bringing him relief, it just brings him desperation. An instinctual part of him knows that chewing on straws or hoodie strings is not what he wants. Will starts to notice then, how much Mack likes to bite onto things. He thinks it’s cute, until one day Mack confesses to him that his teeth truly ache and his gums are itchy and he might as well just die.

So Will takes the matter into his own hands. He searches and investigates about omega’s teething behavior, he finds many things, many things: in newly presented omegas is a normal occurrence, in omegas that had an oral fixation, in omegas that were pregnant, in unmated omegas that found someone attractive therefore his body telling them to bite and mark before someone else steals them.

Will knows then, what might be happening. He isn’t blind, he could be dumb but not blind. So he comes up to Mack one day, asks him about his teeth ache once again, Mack whines and tells Will it is getting worse. He shows him his forearms, filled with small indents of Mack’s teeth, some marks redder and more recent. Will carefully caress each mark, making Mack squirm in his place. And then looks up and says “do you wanna bite me instead?”

Mack thinks he died there. He doesn’t truly know because suddenly he is sinking his teeth into Will’s arms, and his omega is so happy and relaxed and his teeth stop aching so Mack doesn’t stop for a while really. Will just watches him, a small knowing smile on his face, it doesn’t hurt really, Mack’s fangs were small enough. When Mack finally stops, he looks over Will’s arms, looking at them with an awe expression. Mack notices his gums stopped itching, and that his teeth weren’t hurting anymore.

Will then huffs under his breath, and tells Mack he can do it whenever he needs it. It might be a mistake, because then Mack is always on him like a fucking leech, biting and marking and one day he even purred in pure bliss of sinking his teeth in Will’s skin. It became a common occurrence, a routine if you must. After every practice or game or even when Mack was just relaxed, he would bring one of Will’s arms on his mouth and bite.