“Relax, baby, it’s nothing I haven’t done before.”

This close, Johnny Cage’s tone was playful but sincere. His overly familiar touches still made Kuai Liang tense up, but gods, he needed it. 

“That’s it, you’re such a good Omega, and I’m gonna take care of you,” the actor said, pulling him into a kiss by his chin. 

After all these years… the elders were right. Kuai Liang really was a slut. 

But this was Hanzo’s idea. Hanzo had to tend to business in other realms and wanted Kuai Liang to be comfortable. His heat cycle was still too intense and unstable to just leave him alone. 

“Purring already, babe?” Johnny asked as he separated them with a smile. 

His kisses were different. Hanzo’s were passionate and domineering, but Johnny kissed softly.

He rubbed his jaw and laughed. “It’s been a while since I had beard burn. You’re a natural, you big ice queen.”

Kuai Liang tried to focus on Johnny, but it was hard enough keeping his eyes open at all. He opened his mouth but groaned as his stomach cramped. 

“Easy there, don’t worry. I’m gonna take real good care of you.” Johnny removed his shirt and ran his hands up Kuai Liang’s abs. “Your eyes are so fucking gorgeous. Ol’ Grandmaster Grumpy Face really snatched you up before the rest of us could get a shot.”

He moaned, but at this point, his purr was so loud. 

“God, you taste good. Want me to take off your headband?”

Kuai Liang leaned forward and caught Johnny’s lips, pulling him into a deeper kiss. Anything to shut him up. 

Johnny growled and pulled him onto his lap. “Look at me, defrosting the ice king.”

“Mmmmm…” Fuck me, Alpha. It was embarrassing enough to think that, let alone say it out loud. 

He reached into Johnny’s pants and found him quickly hardening. “Ohhh fuck. God.”

He pulled Kuai Liang into another kiss as the Omega tugged at the pants. He had his hands in Kuai Liang’s hair, pulling him closer. Then his hand was caressing his ear. 

He could feel his face heat up. This kind of foreplay… the attention…

“Y’okay?” Johnny asked, kissing his shoulder. 

Fuck. Me. He closed his eyes and embraced the warmth that Johnny was giving him. 

His body was aching, his stomach was cramping, and he felt dizzy without Johnny’s lips. But… he couldn’t. He couldn’t do this. 

“I… no…”

Johnny stopped and let go. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I’m at your service, K-boy.”

He shuddered, and Johnny pulled him back into a warm embrace. He laid them back down, keeping Kuai Liang against his chest. “Anything you wanna try, anything you wanna do. Even if it’s just this. That’s a Johnny Cage guarantee.”

He needed an Alpha. Here was an Alpha. Not his Alpha. His friend. They couldn’t do this. He needed to do this. 

Kuai Liang wanted to express all these thoughts, but when he opened his mouth, a sharp breath escaped, and he was tearing up. No. No. Not in front of him.

Losing control of his emotions in front of Hanzo was one thing - even before they had bonded, Hanzo was his closest friend, his confidant. He had seen Kuai Liang through the worst of it. But for others to see this vulnerability… he didn’t want this. He had told Hanzo-

“Shhh, shh, I know this is hard.” Johnny wiped his tears and cradled his head, gently rocking them. “You miss your Alpha. You want some relief, but you feel guilty that he isn’t here. Your body feels like it’s swallowing itself. I know. Shh, shh.”

How… how did he know all of that? Hanzo wouldn’t have revealed such intimate knowledge.

He looked up, and Johnny’s gentle expression immediately changed to alarm. “Your eyes are green. I hate that you’re feeling like this.”

“Hanzo told you–”

“Hey man, how long have we known each other?” Johnny asked, taking his chin again. “It happens more now that you’re not holding back, but I always saw… oh…”

He laughed, but Kuai Liang didn’t understand. “What is amusing you?”

“Your eyes are gold,” Johnny said softly. “I’ve only seen it once. But don’t worry, snowflake, I know exactly what to do.”

He kissed him again, sliding his hands up Kuai Liang’s ribs. “Mmm, Fire Daddy’s feeding you well.”

Before Kuai Liang could react, Johnny buried his face into his neck and licked his outer ear. “I can’t wait to really taste ya, babe.”

He sucked on the small earlobe before pulling him up. “All aboard the SS Carlton!”

“No.” It came out immediately. “I need to take care… I cannot…”

“Relax and enjoy yourself? Yeah I know,” Johnny finished sympathetically as he slid his hands up Kuai Liang’s thighs. “We’ll work on it. Take off your pants.”

The last part was an order. Ordered in a voice that made Kuai Liang absolutely rigid. Johnny’s voice was much deeper than he’d ever heard and… sensual. 

He pulled off his pants, dismayed that hearing the Alpha voice had caused him to slick. He was still amazed that he was producing it without pain.

“Good boy,” Johnny said, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer. With his other hand, he grabbed Kuai Liang’s cock with shameless abandon and started working it. 

It almost brought the cryomancer to his knees. He was already weak to his Alpha servicing him but for another strong Alpha…

Every thought that came after melted as air from Johnny’s nose blew through the hairs on Kuai Liang’s crotch. 

His tongue was, gods, it was all over him, curling around the shaft, teasing the foreskin, and massaging the head. He took it all, holding Kuai Liang against his face while he worked. 

He let go with a satisfied grin just as heat began building in Kuai Liang’s stomach. Johnny pulled him back on the bed and looked him in the eye as he caressed his face. “I know you think everything is a joke to me, but you’re one of the best people I know, and that list is getting a lot shorter. I can help you. Trust me.”

“You are an Alpha,” Kuai Liang said slowly. “How are you…”

“So good at sucking dick?” Johnny laughed and embraced the cryomancer again. “Oral is my specialty, Alpha, Beta, Omega, no matter the gender. When I first came to Hollywood, I was a nobody who needed to pay the bills just like every other nobody. So in between auditions and reads, I was accompanying the elite as their handsome, fit, Alpha arm candy.”

He chuckled and held Kuai Liang in his neck, grounding himself before memories of those days resurfaced. “Trust me, my icy friend. I am more than qualified for this job.”

He leaned back down, but Kuai Liang grabbed his hair. “I can’t. Not before you.”

Johnny’s head snapped up, and his confused expression morphed into that mischievous grin that the cryomancer usually dreaded. 

“What I’m hearing is that my esteemed guest has a thing for punishment. I think I can accommodate you there.”

“No - we shouldn’t—”

He moved forward and brushed his lips against Kuai Liang’s before sliding against his cheek to his ear. “Have you noticed that you’re breathing easier?”

Fingers rubbing his earlobes now. “And your pheromones are pretty stable.”

“Y-you should have no ability to smell me,” the cryomancer complained. He balled his fists in frustration. Even being bonded didn’t save him from these embarrassments. He was too old, too strong for his body to be so chaotic. “Only Hanzo-”

“Cut yourself some slack,” Johnny said softly. “You’re in heat, so that’s an automatic pass. But you’re in heat without your Alpha. You’re not giving yourself enough credit, Kuai. A bonded Omega in heat without their Alpha usually just goes feral. The fact that you’re still conscious and with me shows how much control you have over yourself.”

The praise made him feel warm and heavy. He wanted to please this Alpha, offer himself completely as long as Alpha continued saying these things to him. Johnny Cage, of all people, was making him feel this way. 

For a moment, he could stop and appreciate the luxury that Johnny provided. The sheets were soft silk, covering his skin in a protective cool without creating friction. Music played in the background, easy, soft melodies that relaxed Kuai Liang when he took note of it. And the air…

“This smell… your pheromones?” He asked as Johnny rested a hand on his head. 

“What kind of monster do you think I am?” The Alpha laughed. “No, it’s just some essential oils. Vanilla rose. I figured this whole situation would be overwhelming enough… you don’t need my scent clinging onto you too.”

Kuai Liang blushed, and the ache in his body shifted from exhaustion to desire. If only his first time with Hanzo had been so…

He dove down before his mind finished that thought. He had Johnny completely in his mouth in one move. 

He could admit that he had gotten lazy with Hanzo. His Alpha was a disaster when it came to giving oral pleasure. It made sense - his sexual experience was stilted compared to Kuai Liang’s. What Johnny had done for him… Kuai Liang wanted to reciprocate. 

“Oh shit, shit, shit,” Johnny gasped. His hand returned to Kuai Liang’s head and forced him to take it deeper. “Holy shit, it’s been too long.”

This show of force was familiar to him. No hesitance. No concerned faces. Just an Alpha enjoying what Kuai Liang had to offer. He was already wrong for engaging with another Alpha - what was the harm in being wrong about this too?

Kuai Liang had closed his eyes when Johnny pulled him off. “World-class, baby.”

Once again, the praise made him blush and drew out his purr. Johnny didn’t laugh or tease him for it. He simply kissed Kuai Liang. 

No demands for explanation. No sudden loss of his temper. If Kuai Liang stumbled out of the moment, Johnny would just nonchalantly reel him back in. 

This. This was the Alpha he wanted. 

“Lay down on your side,” Johnny whispered. He didn’t demand it in his Alpha voice, but it didn’t matter. Kuai Liang wanted whatever he had in store. 

He lay on the bed and thought he understood when he was confronted by a full view of Johnny’s hard cock in his face. He resumed his duties. 

And found that he did not understand the plan. 

As soon as he felt it slide past his throat, he felt Johnny’s mouth embracing his own hard-on. The pleasure, heightened by his heat, ran through Kuai Liang like fire, and he moaned and purred around Johnny’s cock. 

The actor withdrew and Kuai Liang, tempted to look down, managed not to get distracted. He couldn’t let up on Johnny. 

“Goooooooood damn,” he sighed. “It feels unreal having you purring on my dick, babe. Just fucking marry me already.”

Marry him? Oh. Kuai Liang was…

… cut off from those thoughts as Johnny aggressively took his cock again, burying his face in Kuai Liang’s pubic hair and making these unholy sounds of sin as he did so. 

It made him purr louder, which caused Johnny to moan, which only heightened the arousal between them both. 

Just as quickly as he started, the actor stopped. Kuai Liang kept working. Johnny laughed and pulled away so that he could sit up. Kuai Liang immediately continued as Johnny caressed his face. “Know why I stopped?”

His fingers made idle movements, but Kuai Liang realized that Johnny was avoiding his scars. He also realized, with great alarm, that he wanted Johnny to touch them. Johnny wouldn’t look at him with pity as Hanzo did. Johnny would accept the scars as part of Kuai Liang, not see them as damage that other Alphas caused.

He shifted his head so that Johnny could feel his own cock pushing against the wall of Kuai Liang’s cheek. 

He closed his eyes and uttered a soft groan. “Jesus baby, are you trying to kill me?”

Johnny lifted him and ran his fingers from Kuai Liang’s abs to his chest. “I saw your thighs tensing up. You were about to sing for me.”

Sing… that was how Hanzo referred to it as well. 

“And as we both agreed, I get mine first,” Johnny reminded as he pulled Kuai Liang into another deep kiss. 

He cupped the back of the cryomancer’s head, then spread his fingers through his hair. This, he always wanted to do. The man had great hair. 

With his other hand, he shamelessly groped Kuai Liang’s chest. This was the impossible dream. Johnny wasn’t ashamed, tits were his thing, and he had the glory of associating with many people who seemed allergic to shirts. Sonya’s chest was something to behold, and he still daydreamed about motorboating the fuck out of them, but Sub-Zero’s tits were a whole different league. Johnny started with small touches but quickly began squeezing his nipples, squeezing his pecs, gods they were gonna feel so good in his mouth—

He felt Kuai Liang’s breath hitch and his body heat up under him, but he was holding onto Johnny’s neck. Damn, the arms on this dude. 

Johnny ended the kiss and started rubbing Kuai Liang’s feet. 

“What—”

“Hey, I’ve been watching. Whenever you get close, your whole body goes stiff. Even when you come down, your toes keep curling. Your feet must hurt.”

He gathered all of that from simple observation. Kuai Liang looked away. 

“You’re still kinda toasty, but it seems like we’re managing your heat. Good, good, you’re such a good Omega.”

He set Kuai Liang’s feet down, so the cryomancer’s legs were on his own. “Okay, K-man, this is where things might get a little weird.”

Kuai Liang looked up, expecting to see a playful face. Instead, he found solemn eyes staring into his. It was just him, just them in this bed, in this universe. 

“The safe word is ‘ninja,’ got it?”

“I am not a ninja,” came the standard Lin Kuei answer. 

“No,” Johnny said, lifting his feet again. “But I was. Are you ready?”

“What is the meaning of ‘safe word’? Why do I need it?”

Johnny smiled, and it was such a relief not to have to face Hanzo’s concerned and pitying expression simply for asking a question. 

“You’re going to feel some intense pleasure, but your body’s gonna fight it. You might tell me to stop, but if you say ‘ninja,’ I’ll know that you actually need me to stop. Make sense?”

“Yes.” Kuai Liang couldn’t imagine saying “stop” and not meaning it. He couldn’t imagine pleasure that was more intense than he was already feeling. Johnny trusted him with this, while also providing a way to control it.

“Okay.” The actor’s loving gaze turned mischievous as he locked his arm around Kuai Liang’s legs and began tickling his feet. 

He was confused by the feeling of his feet being scratched and began to ask why—

And then he felt it. 

A strange numbness, then a nervous stimulation all through his body. It felt good, it felt painful, and when Kuai Liang opened his mouth to protest it, he laughed. 

Oh, gods. It had to stop. But he couldn’t form a word through his bellowing laughter. He tried to kick away to escape, but Johnny held firm, saying, “Oh no, you don’t!”

This was torture. Kuai Liang could feel every nerve in his feet, and it felt like fire. He was laughing so hard that his face hurt, and his thrashing was useless. His heart was pounding so hard that it, along with his spine, felt like it was going to eject from his body. 

A flushed warmth spread over him. He could feel his body trying to lock up, desperately trying to create a protective layer of ice. It was concerning. He had worked so hard to keep his ice from threatening innocent people since the misfortune of the kamidogu incident. He wouldn’t let it harm Johnny. 

Kuai Liang lurched forward and grabbed Johnny’s face. The actor turned and immediately abandoned his assault when their lips came together in a kiss. Kuai Liang was still smiling, but he smiled harder when he felt Johnny’s lips turn up. 

Johnny pulled him into his lap again and deepened the kiss, holding on to his neck and back to keep him in place. 

He never thought he could feel this kind of stability with anyone but Hanzo. And this… there was a growing idea in his head from which he allowed Johnny’s kiss to distract him. 

Until Johnny’s fingers brushed against his scent gland. 

He broke the kiss, but Johnny didn’t stop smiling. “How’s my favorite tasty frosty frozen treat feeling?”

The truth was… he felt amazing. Like he had already climaxed and needed to sleep. His body felt absolutely relaxed, but the shame was starting to kick in. He was brought down by the touching of his feet by Johnny Cage of all people.

“Hey, I recognize that face. No need to be embarrassed. You tightly wound people can never resist a good tickling. And look—” He slid his nails along Kuai Liang’s spine, causing the man to groan and arch against him. “You’re not so tense anymore. Your pheromones aren’t bitter. And your body, ah, let’s just say, you’re ready.”

He pulled Kuai Liang closer to him. “Your body is ready, are you?”

It was an ache in the bottom of his stomach sinking lower and lower, scraping at him as it did so. The pain was starting to come back. This weakness that he always tried to keep from Hanzo… the weakness that he cursed and that caused him to hide himself away…

Johnny didn’t care. He felt the scars; he knew the history. Johnny didn’t look at him like he was some damaged pet that needed to be shielded from the world. 

Johnny looked at him like… as if…

Kuai Liang kissed him again and rested their foreheads together. “I want you to bite me.”

Johnny looked up immediately, as though he was snapped out of a lustful fog. Kuai Liang seized the moment and touched the wrinkles on his forehand. He looked more dignified, more mature. Seeing a past incarnation next to the wizened man here, he realized how much people underestimated Johnny and brushed him off. He was a mortal human, descended from an ancient elite warrior class, blessed with powers he didn’t ask for to protect the people he’d die for. 

Why did Kuai Liang think he would ever be one of those people?

Fever rushed through him and caught his tongue. It was an error. He didn’t know what came over him. He didn’t want—

Johnny’s whole body was on him, and he was being covered in strong kisses and teasing nips. His face, down to his neck and back up. While he drowned Kuai Liang in this passionate embrace, his hands worked to position him. He rolled Kuai Liang over and was on top of him, his face in the cryomancer’s hair, inhaling deeply. 

“God, you feel like silk. You smell…” The words came in a husky whisper, punctuated with a strangled groan as Johnny rubbed the entire length of his cock against the cooling body below him. 

“I wanna say it, but I don’t wanna ruin the mood,” Johnny muttered, taking Kuai Liang’s earlobe between his teeth. 

The teeth dragging along his skin startled Kuai Liang. He quickly closed his eyes and concentrated on containing his ice. This was not his Alpha, but there was no need to threaten him with his ice. 

The melody of Johnny panting in his ear. The pressure of his cock rubbed against the sheets as Johnny ground into him. He didn’t feel threatened. 

But instead of exploding from him, Kuai Liang’s ice calmed and began cooling him, relieving him of the discomfort that heat had thrown him into. He was in control. 

For the first time, he was in control of his ice during heat. 

“What’s going on, baby?” Johnny asked. Never slowing down the biting of his shoulder. Never moving his hips from Kuai Liang’s. 

“Say it,” Kuai Liang said. “What do I smell like?”

A low chuckle. Johnny pressed the Omega’s face into the bed and for some reason, this did not feel like a threat either. Johnny’s grasp was firm, but as soon as Kuai Liang’s face was down, the force turned into loving strokes of his hair. 

“Chocolate. You smell like chocolate.”

People… Hanzo… had only told him that he smelled “sweet.” No one had ever described the smell to him, and he never considered asking. He always took the observation as a warning to get his pheromones under control. 

“Ohhh… now it’s like chocolate and strawberries. How did you know?”

The pressure was off of Kuai Liang’s back, and he tensed at the relief. His stomach seized, rooting pain along every nerve he had. 

Immediately, the comforting heaviness was back, and Johnny was stroking his throat. “Shh, shh, shh, I’m still here. I’m still here. I’m not gonna leave.”

Kuai Liang hadn’t realized he was purring. He was amazed that his disjointed purr quickly died at Johnny’s touch. 

“See? You’re fine. You’re okay. The best Omega. I have a treat for you. Open your mouth.”

Another way to please this Alpha. Kuai Liang opened his mouth and was overcome by Johnny’s tongue on his, their lips matching, and the hand that was on his throat now holding his head still. The strain of leaning his head back was painful, but the sensation of being covered and claimed by this Alpha was worth it, and the ice running through his body didn’t feel strange. It was keeping him present. 

Johnny’s mouth parted from his, but before Kuai Liang could close it, something was shoved inside. Instinct brought his teeth down to crush whatever it was. Biting the item caused an explosion of sweet, juicy, and chocolate.

He continued to chew and swallowed once so that he could savor the taste and speak. But as soon as he opened his mouth, the taste of Johnny Cage mingled with the flavors as Johnny’s tongue sought his. 

Kuai Liang could feel his body start to warm up. The ice inside him quelled the heat threatening him and gave him the strength to kiss Johnny back. 

When they finally parted, Johnny gently pushed Kuai Liang’s head down on the bed, resting on his cheek. The actor was red and an artificial scent was rising from him. It was disappointing. Kuai Liang wanted to smell him. Wanted his scent so deep in his skin that it could follow him for weeks. 

“That was… fruit?”

Johnny tilted his head, then laughed. “Chocolate-covered strawberries. Chocolate’s Callebut and the strawberries are from Poteet, Texas, the tastiest in North America. I made them before you got here.” He smiled and caressed Kuai Liang’s cheek. “I’ve never seen you eat, but I noticed that when Sonya used strawberry-scented conditioner, you stayed near her. It was unreal. You, big badass Sub-Zero with the rugged face scar, wandering after her like you were following her scent. Only Omegas are that sensitive to sweet smells. I knew you weren’t the type to creep on people, so one day, I used Sonya’s conditioner, and the way you looked at me…” Johnny coughed and looked away. “Your eyes were gold. You stared at me, way longer than you’d sneak glances at Sonya.  I didn’t… I guess I didn’t want to think about what that meant. Sonya already thought your Beta cover was bullshit. But I didn’t tell anybody.”

The ice was keeping Kuai Liang’s chest from seizing. How could he have been so careless? Before tonight, he had never even considered Johnny Cage as an option for anything. He didn’t even remember this incident.

Who else…?

“You’re worrying about nothing.” Kuai Liang’s headband was untied and slipped from his head. “I worried about you a lot back then. Noticed stuff. How alone you were. I heard things about… you know. You got snatched from the tournament, turned into a machine, died. Most people who survived the Netherrealm aren’t exactly forthcoming about the experience, and I don’t blame ’em. When I heard what Kano did to you…”

Johnny looked at the cloth in his hand and clenched his fist. “I thought that it was like a brotherly instinct I was feeling. But I don’t know Blueberry Ice. You inspire a lot of weird feelings.”

From the moment Johnny touched him, a coil had spun in Kuai Liang’s stomach, and now it was too tight, and he was too hard—

A great wave covered him. A body over his, warm but nowhere near as suffocating as the hellfire he was used to. And then. 

Then. 

Teeth. On his neck. Arms pinning him down. He could escape them. He could escape this. 

But he asked for this, and he was going to stand firm in his decision. 

The teeth sinking into his scent gland broke through the remnants of Hanzo’s bite, broke through the layers of scarring that abandonment had made. 

Kuai Liang had been bit by many Alphas. They were all forceful, and this one was no different. Most went too deep or bit multiple times. Johnny’s teeth felt… perfect. 

A chill struck through his spine like ice crackling. He groaned and tried to get up, but Johnny pushed him back down and licked his neck, over the bite, where the scars had ruptured from the force of his bite. 

Kuai Liang’s hands relaxed as his eyes closed. He didn’t even flinch as Johnny’s hands covered his own, his fingers slipping between and curling the sheets. 

“God, you’re driving me crazy.” It was rough, harsh, but kind. So kind. Kind in the way only an Alpha can be. 

“I… I should have…” Johnny Cage choking on his own words. A rare pleasure.

 Kuai Liang turned his head, but Johnny was on his neck again, kissing it, nose deep in his hair. 

“I can’t wait anymore.” It was almost a plea. Not a demand. “Hey, are you- baby, look at me, what’s wrong?”

It wasn’t until he was on his back that he realized his face was hot and wet. Johnny’s face hovered over him, though his eyes were down, looking at his stomach tensing and releasing. When Johnny touched him, Kuai Liang shoved him back, sending the Alpha off the bed. 

He sat up, his entire body trembling now. His chest was tightening, forcing him to exhale and cough. Blood dribbled from his neck to his back. 

His body was on fire. 

He concentrated on cooling down, but it just made him hotter. He couldn’t see. When he touched himself to make sure he was really there, it was pain. 

How could he have forgotten?

He was already someone’s Omega, and here he was, giving his body away. A fierce cramp ran from his stomach to his pelvis, forcing him to lurch. But he stayed quiet. 

His hands searched for his mouth, and when they finally found it, he sank his teeth into his palm and gods, it hurt, but he almost came right then and there. The relief was so much. He dug his teeth in further. 

He only heard white noise rising, and then his hand was snatched out of his mouth, and his face was against something. Kuai Liang struggled to catch his breath, and then he smelled it. 

A rich warmth. Like… coffee. Dark and heavy, but it drew Kuai Liang’s nose to what could only be a chest. 

“—okay, you’re—”

He concentrated on the voice until it became more clear. And then he could see. 

This delicious scent belonged to Johnny Cage. 

“Take all the time you need,” Johnny said as he stroked Kuai Liang’s hair and rubbed his back. “Sorry, man. I didn’t know. I should have realized… I mean, you smell too sweet…”

“Too sweet?” His voice, as thin as it sounded, stirred Johnny from his thoughts. The Alpha laid him down and held his hand as he reached under the bed. He let go, only to drape a heavy blanket across them. Then he pulled Kuai Liang close and continued filling the air with his pheromones. 

This was the heaviest blanket Kuai Liang had ever felt. He felt uneasy at first but it settled around him evenly, making him feel less restrained and more secure. The blanket, along with the fragrance and sensation of Johnny Cage almost pulled him to sleep. 

“What… what is…”

“It’s called a weighted blanket,” Johnny answered immediately. “I remember, when we were on Kharon’s ship, you were restless. Couldn’t sleep. When Cass was little… hell, even now, Cass can’t sleep without someone there or a weighted blanket.” He pulled Kuai Liang closer. The Omega’s hair was damp and he was still trembling. “Probably should have known then. Omegas have trouble sleeping alone.”

Kuai Liang remained silent, considering the information. He was always behind when it came to common knowledge. Hanzo carried a lot of latent knowledge but Johnny seemed to know everything. 

The Alpha groaned and tightened his embrace. He slowly reached down and gently pushed Kuai Liang’s hand off of his erect cock. 

Kuai Liang looked at his hand in amazement. He wasn’t even aware that he had been stroking him. 

“You must be a Companion Omega,” Johnny muttered absentmindedly. 

“Companion…?”

Johnny sighed and took another strawberry off the nightstand. He rubbed it against Kuai Liang’s lips until the Omega obediently opened his mouth, kissing Johnny’s fingers once he received his gift. 

The actor shuddered. “Definitely a companion Omega.” He pushed Kuai Liang’s bangs out of his face and settled into his gaze. “There are different kinds of Alphas and Omegas. I mean… most people outgrow their urges but… like… okay, I’m an Omni Alpha, right? I’m compatible with pretty much every combination of sexes. Jax is a Protector Alpha. He ONLY digs the opposite sexes. Omega chicks. Maybe Beta girls too.”

He exhaled sharply and pulled his fingers from Kuai Liang’s mouth. “Jesus. Companion Omegas have to be medicated constantly, or… an Alpha keeps them balanced. You… fuck, Kuai. You didn’t know? How the hell did you survive?”

“What are you saying?”

Johnny turned him over and held him close, so close that Kuai Liang could feel his cock slide between his ass cheeks easily. “You’re so fucking wet. I am marinating in your slick. Companion Omegas were made to be fucked, but something happened to you, didn’t it? Your body still wants to be fucked, but you can’t handle it.”

He wrapped his arm around Kuai Liang’s waist and anchored the other around his neck, up into his hair. He groaned into Kuai Liang’s ear as he rocked them, sliding his cock down the crease, his breath hitching every time it passed the hole. 

Kuai Liang couldn’t think. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of this Alpha enjoying him. 

He thought back to when he went through his first heat in twenty years. He never told Hanzo but the worst pain of that night was his craving for Hanzo. Wanting him so badly that, as terrified as he was, he would have done anything, absolutely anything, for just a taste of him. 

Fighting the most disgusting part of himself was a constant burden that lowered his worth. He had fallen for Hanzo the moment he smelled him, but even before Hanzo, his infatuations destroyed the few relationships he had.

He couldn’t resist any Alpha who approached him. Not because he was a whore. Or maybe because he was. 

“Stay with me, Kuai,” Johnny ordered, kissing his neck. 

“Yes, Alpha.”

Johnny groaned and pushed him back on his stomach. The weighted blanket was replaced by Johnny’s body.

Kuai Liang closed his eyes as Johnny entered him. He never compared Alphas. He usually only remembered snatches of his encounters. But Hanzo, he remembered lovingly. Even Smoke, he could remember feeling his cock against his own—

“Ohhh fuck me. How do you feel so good?” Johnny pressed his forehead against Kuai Liang’s bare back, avoiding the trails of blood. “You’re perfect, babe.”

Johnny was filling him, and it felt… safe. Good. He pushed back against Johnny’s pelvis, causing the actor to groan. 

He pressed in slowly, then withdrew, dragging the head of his dick through Kuai Liang, who gripped the sheets. 

“I don’t even have to tell you how to do this,” Johnny muttered. “It’s like you were trained.”

Kuai Liang clenched his teeth but remained quiet. These weren’t the shallow thoughts of the Johnny Cage he thought he knew. The actor was trying to figure him out, piecing together the information he was receiving. He didn’t know anything about Kuai Liang before Mortal Kombat, the cryomancer realized. 

Kuai Liang pushed back against him. Hanzo loved that, but it was nothing compared to Johnny’s reaction. He shuddered and withdrew, turning Kuai Liang over and kissing him. His tongue parted their lips and claimed Kuai Liang’s mouth as his hands claimed his body. Johnny roamed all over, holding his Omega’s face, caressing his neck, sliding down, and squeezing one of his incredible tits, Jesus.

Johnny could already feel the pressure building in his dick. A friend in need, a submissive companion omega, his first omega in God knows how long. He needed to knot him. Finish claiming him. Fuck him all night. Fuck anything Johnny had planned for tomorrow; he was going to spend all day worshipping this Omega and feeding and fucking him. 

Kuai Liang was making sounds, and Johnny wanted to hear them. He didn’t want to miss any of them. But he didn’t want them in the air. He didn’t even want a fly to have the privilege of hearing his Omega’s most intimate sounds. So he tilted his head to better seal their mouths. Johnny sank his lower body between Kuai Liang’s legs and finally came up for air. 

Gold eyes were staring up at him, waiting. He wasn’t the begging type. A rash was forming on his chest, where Johnny’s hands had been - and still were - groping. It was still so surreal. 

Johnny had never really seen Sub-Zero as anything more than yet another serious dude. Scary strong, serious dude. Convincing the Special Forces that the Lin Kuei was an ally worth pursuing was a hard sell. Thank the gods that a lieutenant was carrying his child at the time. 

Johnny Cage always prided himself in his ability to charm anyone, and winning Sub-Zero’s friendship left no doubt about his abilities. He just didn’t realize how deep their friendship was going to get. 

He was so fucking gorgeous. He was always, objectively speaking, attractive, but seeing the fine details of his face like this allowed Johnny a moment to appreciate. 

His face was soft. Johnny wasn’t expecting that. Kuai Liang’s nose wrinkled as Johnny’s finger traced the scar across his nose, but before he could object, Johnny met his lips again in an apologetic kiss. 

“I want to watch you,” he admitted, pulling away. “I want to watch you moan on my dick, and I want to see your O face.”

Kuai Liang looked up at him with half-lidded eyes. He was panting now, and his entire body was turning red. He was overheating. He was somehow still lucid, but it wouldn’t be long until he became dangerously feverish or turned feral. 

“Alpha… please…” His dick was like a steel rod, dribbling precum on his belly. Johnny wondered how much he could cum.

“You want me to fuck you?” He asked, grabbing his own cock and teasing the head against the wonderfully warm, inviting entrance before him. 

“Ah… I…”

“Can you handle my cock inside you? I don’t think you can.”

Kuai Liang groaned and tried to slide down, but Johnny wasn’t having it. He leaned into the cryomancer’s neck and sucked hard enough to leave a mark. “Know what else I think? I think you want me to keep you in this room and fuck you until you can’t walk. You’re not gonna say it, but I know you want me to rip off your clothes and send you out covered in my teeth marks. And you know what else?”

He licked Kuai Liang’s earlobe and whispered, “I want everybody to know that this Omega belongs to Johnny Cage now. You gotta bite me back, Ice Man.”

The words just flowed out of him because his mind was going too fast to stop himself. Taking another Alpha’s Omega, what was he, a teenager again? Taking the troubled Omega of quite possibly the angriest and most vengeful Alpha he knew was chaotically stupid, even for him. But goddammit, what was his Alpha doing to leave him without stabilizing his heat cycle first and asking another Alpha to care for a companion Omega? 

This could ruin his friendship with both of them. This could wreck their relationship, and then Kuai Liang would be in an even worse place than before. 

The deep purr that filled the air broke him out of those thoughts and forced him to lift his head. 

God, when did he get so fucking gorgeous? His smile. He had a small smile that didn’t quite match the lust in his eyes. Lust and something else. 

“Yes, Alpha.” He was purring so loud that Johnny almost missed it. 

“Say it again.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

“One more time.” His lips were right over Kuai Liang’s now, and they were eye to eye. 

“Yes, Alph—”

Another heavy kiss cut him off as Johnny used his pelvis to hike up Kuai Liang’s ass against him. So close. They were so close. The cryomancer’s hard-on was rubbed between them, precum lubricating their stomachs and sending a rolling wave of pleasure through Johnny with every stroke. 

Kuai Liang’s fingers reached up and touched Johnny’s neck. The actor grabbed his wrist and shoved it against the headboard. No. Not there. That gland was still basically a scab. He wanted to feel this. If Johnny was leading them to the danger zone, he at least wanted to enjoy the journey. 

“Bite my chest.”

“Chest,” was the uncertain reply. 

Jesus Christ, Johnny could forgive this ignorance if it was just the Lin Kuei’s fault, but why the fuck didn’t Hanzo tell him about his other scent glands?

The muscles in Kuai Liang’s captured arm tensed as his eyes, now changing from bright gold to dark green, looked away. The rich scent of his pheromones was tainted by shame, but he didn’t say anything. 

Why is he ashamed? Johnny kissed him, but he remained in place, his heart beating so rapidly against Johnny’s chest that the Alpha was afraid he was about to have a heart attack. He could feel Kuai Liang’s chest seize and remain still. 

“Babe, what’s going on?” Johnny asked, alarm forcing him to part. 

Kuai Liang shut his eyes, and his purr became rougher. “St-stupid.”

Oh no. Not a stutter. Johnny ran his hands through Kuai Liang’s hair, smoothing it down. It was only when he tried to actively shift his pheromones to soothe that he realized the dark, angry remnants of his own scent. No wonder he freaked out. 

“Ninja,” Johnny whispered as he continued to smooth Kuai Liang’s hair back. His cowlick was stubborn as hell. 

The safe word worked as intended. Kuai Liang gasped as his body eased from the self-imposed rigidity. His eyes settled back into a dark brown as they looked around the room. When they settled on Johnny, he finally relaxed. 

“I am not a ninja,” he murmured. He felt so tired all of a sudden. 

“Yeah, I know,” Johnny said with a laugh. Then he got serious. “Hey, quick anatomy lesson, okay?”

He pulled Kuai Liang’s inner wrist to his lips and kissed it. “You have more than one scent gland, Big Blue. Like here.” He kissed the other wrist. “And here.” He lowered his face and kissed Kuai Liang’s chest, nibbling at the sensitive skin of his lower pecs. “And here.” He dove down and kissed the inside of the Omega’s thigh, making him warm up and grab the sheets. 

Johnny resisted the urge to resume the earlier blowjob and returned to his face. “They’re basically invisible, but the only ones we don’t use to bond are the ones on your wrists. Those are for…” he paused, then smiled. “…kids. Family. You give ‘em a little bite and make a scent for your pack, so they know where home is. See look—” He raised Kuai Liang’s arm and showed him two small scars that, now that he was looking more closely, were unmistakably dry marks. “So this one, probably an Omega. Your mom? It’s small, but it’s there, and it’s healed nice. This one, it’s a little deeper and looks more like an Alpha. You must have been a small kid; I’ve never seen an Alpha bite so gently. Your dad? Wait, no, it was just you and… oh. Oh shit.”

Johnny had been lost in his deductions. He hadn’t even noticed that Kuai Liang was completely silent, once again rigid. His eyes were fixed on his wrist, searching. He must have gotten bitten young. Johnny’s mother was a Beta, and his asshole father was an asshole Alpha that didn’t think of him as anything more than a puppet through which he could vicariously live out his own failed dreams. There was no pack. He didn’t belong anywhere. 

But even before Sonya brought Cassie home from the hospital, Johnny insisted they mark her. Alpha, Beta, or Omega, Cassie, and Sonya were his entire world, and he needed everyone to know it. He needed his girls to feel safe. 

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me. Look at me,” Johnny said softly. When his hands settled on Kuai Liang’s face, he snapped his attention to Johnny. “Look, no matter what, you were loved. If your mom went through the trouble of marking you before you presented, she loved you with a passion, man. She would have told you all of this.”

Kuai Liang closed his eyes and grimaced. It was even more heartbreaking than if he had cried. 

He swallowed hard, then kissed Johnny, pulling him as close as possible and roughly jamming his fingers through his hair. 

Johnny took control and grabbed his neck. He stroked the prominent Adam’s apple, and when Kuai Liang jerked away in surprise, he whispered, “You’re okay. You know what to do. You know where to go.”

He rolled over on his back, and immediately, Kuai Liang took his place on top of him, sniffing around his chest for the exact spot. He didn’t even notice Johnny’s hand back on his neck, guiding him down. 

“That’s it. You’re such a good Omega.”

Kuai Liang ran his tongue under Johnny’s left pec and felt it. The smallest shift, a shift he couldn’t describe but one that felt exactly right, exactly perfect. An overwhelming desire to smell, taste, and be engulfed. Johnny. Johnny Cage. He was going to consume him. 

And that was just fine. 

As soon as Kuai Liang bit Johnny’s chest, he heard Johnny moan and felt pressure on his neck. The feeling quickly dulled as he was baptized by Johnny’s scent, straight from the source. He sighed and inhaled deeply. 

Now his scent, still strong, still rich, so delicious, was being combined with a new smell. His. The greatest treat he’d ever smelled. 

Kuai Liang closed his eyes and laid his head on Johnny’s chest. His mind was drifting a million miles away. He just wanted to sleep. 

Stay with me. 

Johnny’s voice, not out loud but in Kuai Liang’s head. 

I promise that it’s so much better when you’re awake.

With Hanzo, it always felt so good when Kuai Liang could just release control and go feral. Johnny’s proposition intrigued him. 

If you can’t, that’s okay too. You’re safe. You’re good. I’m not going anywhere. We’re not doing anything until you can enjoy it too.

Hands were in his hair, and his body was on autopilot. It was too much. The pleasure convulsed throughout his body, causing random muscles to twitch and slick to leak out of him. A bitch in heat. That’s all he was. Hanzo knew it. Johnny must have known it from the day they met. Hanzo and Johnny planned this. They must have. Hanzo must have deceived him - the suppressants he was on were only supposed to regulate him, but they made him sensitive all over. 

He tried to focus on the colliding trains of thought, but his groin ached, and the coil in his stomach was wound so tight that he felt his foot in the door of the next life. His racing heart would explode if he didn’t satisfy this Alpha. 

That was it; that was all he needed to do. He always fought being an Omega when life could have been so much easier if he had just pleased Alphas like he was supposed to. He should have been flattered by their interest. His body reacted whenever he was near one, even his own brother, if his scent was muddled enough by other Alphas. But he stayed to himself, he fought back every time someone got too close, and for what?

A broken, scarred soul in a broken, scarred body. Quan Chi had given him a body. Taken away all of his earthly needs and gave him strength. He was the only Alpha who gave without demanding Kuai Liang’s body in return. No one else. 

He gave that up. Now he was serving two Alphas, and one didn’t even know it. He had put Johnny’s life in danger. So he couldn’t cheat this amazing Alpha out of what was now his.

Kuai Liang pressed closer to Johnny, grinding against him. A certain satisfaction took hold when he faintly heard Johnny groan. 

After everything Kuai Liang had accomplished, the odds he had overcome, he still felt an immense amount of pleasure, far greater than his greatest orgasms, when he pleased an Alpha. Any Alpha. 

Still so pathetic. 

“You have me,” he muttered. 

Johnny’s hand slid up his back, then cupped his head as he gently pulled him forward for another kiss. God, these kisses were going to be the death of him. 

“Gotta be honest with you, K-man.” He was pushed on his back again. “I’m gonna go into a fucking rut if I can’t have you right fucking now.”

Johnny’s voice was husky and low, with a look that reminded Kuai Liang that he was prey. 

Was this a threat? A warning?

Johnny leaned down and smirked. “Remember, lover. You don’t get to cum until I do.”

He rubbed his face between his pecs while grasping Kuai Liang’s hip and spanking the waiting entrance. God. They hadn’t even done anything yet, but the air smelled like sex and them, and it was just them in the world and sweet thunder god in Olympus, he had an Omega, and he was about to fuck him. 

He caressed Kuai Liang’s face, then slid his thumb into his mouth. He had a whole speech prepared about the necessity of this, but Kuai Liang accepted it, wrapping his tongue around it and sucking gently. 

Johnny shivered, but he looked deep into those bright gold eyes as he guided himself inside to the warm waiting place his dick now knew as home. 

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, if Kuai Liang would just take it without flinching or if his heat would turn him into a typical blushy-blushy Omega.

When Johnny bottomed out, Kuai Liang’s eyelids sagged, and his chest rose as he sighed. “Ahhh…”

God, this man was beautiful. Did he ever make these sounds for that giant firefly? His Alpha… rage rose in Johnny’s throat like bile, pushing his thumb deeper. 

He regretted it immediately, but when he tried to pull his finger out, Kuai Liang closed his eyes and kept sucking on his thumb. 

The regret swelled into sorrow. It was a stupid thing Alphas did - used to do - to establish dominance. That would choke their partners and get them in line. A quick, cruel way to train them, like dogs. But Kuai Liang didn’t even wince. How many Alphas have choked this man? 

Johnny growled, forcing Kuai Liang’s eyes back on him. He purred, soft and melodic. 

Johnny cooled immediately. Immediately. And so smoothly that he could barely remember what he had been so angry about. 

Yeah, this ice man was going to lead him straight into hell… the Netherrealm… to his death. The man who was literally death walking. 

Ah well. It was a good life. 

Johnny started moving, undulating his body and groaning. They hadn’t even started, but it was way too much. He didn’t even really care about the sex anymore. He just wanted to keep his Omega happy. 

He had tried to keep Sonya happy. Safe. Shielded from the bad things that had forced her to be so cold. But she was an Alpha. It was never going to happen. He knew better than to try to force it. But… still, he tried. 

Kuai Liang suddenly released Johnny’s thumb and yanked him down. When the actor’s face collided with his, he wrapped his arms around him and kissed him hard. Johnny had no issue letting him lead on this. He loved when Omegas took over. 

As soon as Johnny’s tongue was back in Kuai Liang’s mouth, he exhaled a gasping breath, and Johnny felt his abs being flooded. 

It wasn’t until he felt Kuai Liang’s body squeezing around him that Johnny realized that he was cumming. 

He couldn’t help but feel pride. How many people in this realm could say that they made a male Omega cum, solely on the strength of their dick game? 

Johnny looked down and watched him, mesmerized by the way his entire body seized with each release. 

A strangled whine interrupted his quieting purr. Johnny propped himself up and stroked his throat again. “Hey, you’re alright. Stop fighting it. Let yourself feel good.”

He was finished, but his body remained rigid, clenching the sheets.

“I don’t know why you’re punishing yourself, babe,” Johnny sighed. He leaned down and kissed him. His hand was back on Kuai Liang’s chest, waiting for him to start breathing normally, but also to shamelessly grope him again. 

Kuai Liang’s face was still red and pinched as he pushed out another short breath. Jeez, if this is how his orgasms were, Johnny understood why he didn’t want it. 

He scratched behind the cryomancer’s ear and was treated to such a deep moan that he almost stopped. Kuai Liang still wouldn’t open his eyes, but his body was practically melting between Johnny and the bed. 

He was still too hot, but his body looked… man, it looked…

Johnny was at a loss until Kuai Liang laughed. 

It was a breezy, hoarse laugh as he settled limply where he was and ran a hand through his hair. When he finally opened his eyes, Johnny almost threw away the whole night. 

Gold. Still so gold but so clear. He might have been in heat, but he was still here. 

“You stopped,” he observed. 

“Yeah, uh… I…” If Johnny moved, he was going to blow his load without knotting. He was too close to the peak. Needed to pull himself back down. “You laugh after you cum.”

Kuai Liang closed his eyes and rested his head back on the pillow. “Did Hanzo discuss my intimate proclivities with you?”

His voice was resigned but there was an undercurrent of resentment. Johnny struggled to control the heat that spread through his body when his omega said the name of another Alpha. 

Shit. 

“You just came, beautiful,” Johnny replied, offering a smile. Before me. 

Jesus, this omega was making him think dangerous thoughts. 

“You use words of flattery so easily,” Kuai Liang murmured.

“It’s not hard when— whoa, baby, what’s wrong? What’s going on?” Johnny moved Kuai Liang’s hands from his tear-stained face. Crying? He just came so hard that Johnny felt like smoking a cigarette; why had his mood dropped so suddenly? Someone really did a number on him to be so… explosive. 

It was hard to keep up with easygoing Alpha Johnny when fucking Rabid Wolverine Alpha Johnny was awakening. 

“How many years have we been friends?” Johnny asked as he rolled off of Kuai Liang. He lifted his head, and oh shit, blood. A lot of it. Coming from his mating gland. Why didn’t he say anything? 

And Jesus, what kind of pain was this to make fucking Sub-Zero cry?

“I cannot… I don’t know why this happens,” he choked out between gasping breaths. 

His body was rigid again, heating back up. Hasashi wasn’t kidding when he said Kuai Liang’s heat cycle was a mess. Sure, having sex was the only way to soothe an Omega in heat, but how was Johnny even supposed to stay hard when his baby was crying, and his mating gland was ripped up?

And then it hit him like a pile of bricks. “Oh shit, you need a nest.”

Fuck fuck fuck. He should have pushed him to nest as soon as he arrived.

“N-no, no, I have-” He cut himself short with a sudden sob, and it made Johnny feel like he was choking. He could feel a sting in his chest rippling into burns as his Omega cried. 

“It’s not you, babe, uh… I’ll order some nesting kits, and we can pick them up first thing tomorrow, but right now—” He was trying to keep his head clear and think before the distress pheromones overwhelmed him. He used to have tons of nesting kits, but they were all feminine, and most likely, Cassie took them all during her monthly raids. 

He knew that Omegas didn’t need kits and that this bed would probably be fine, but for his Omega, he needed something special. 

Oh, duh! Johnny jumped up, and God, was that a mistake. The abandonment increased, and it almost got Johnny back in the bed. Focus. Focus! This was worse than the struggles he went through with Cassie when she presented. 

She had presented a little early because of a dysfunctional home life, her pediatrician always reminded him and Sonya. It made her a little more vulnerable and unstable those first few years, but they got her through the meltdowns, the potent pheromone spikes, and the irregular heats. After dealing with that, Johnny was confident he could deal with any Omega. 

But when he saw the ice hardening around his Omega’s hands, he knew that he had gambled and lost. 

He had to fix this. 

He returned to the room he had fixed up for Kuai Liang and spotted it immediately. 

He was back in his room - sped up by his green aura moving him forward - and knelt in front of Kuai Liang. 

“Babe, look. Look,” he said softly. “Open your eyes for me, Kuai.”

The cryomancer let his hands fall and saw—

“Baobei,” he said softly. 

He took the bear, and suddenly, Johnny’s heartbeat wasn’t slamming in his ears. A purr timidly replaced it, and he sighed. 

“Bow- bay? That’s like…” Johnny snapped his fingers a couple of times. “Yeah! It means ‘treasure,’ right? Like Hanzo’s always calling you…” He couldn’t stop the snarl that escaped him, but fortunately, Kuai Liang was focused on the bear. 

When he finally looked at Johnny, he grabbed his head and pulled him into a kiss. The Alpha felt absolutely delirious. His Omega’s pheromones were so strong but so pure. The happiness he was getting just from making out was intoxicating. 

“Mmmm, somebody’s ready to come out and play,” Johnny observed, rubbing his Omega’s growing erection. 

Kuai Liang tried to capture his mouth again but quickly gave up in favor of pulling him back down on the bed. 

“I’m glad- you’re- okay,” Johnny said between kisses. 

“Fuck me, Alpha,” Kuai Liang growled. 

“I’ll fuck you so hard that your ice will turn to fog, baby,” Johnny muttered, going down to get one of those glorious tits in his mouth. 

It was… strange. If he was with a Beta that suddenly cried during sex, there was no way Johnny would continue. If he had to give an Alpha a teddy bear to calm them down, his dick would resemble a wet noodle for the rest of the night. 

F'rhuza growls at the upstart who has walked himself into his territory, demanding his guest just because the Nunh wants his bedwarmer back and the Tia wants to fuck him as well - the older Nunh can smell the desire on him and bares his teeth slightly. Where he had been coming out of that flirty, seductive shell and showing the sweet man behind it, L'tydan has gone quiet and even paler than normal as he slips back into it and goes to assist his fellow Tia.

"...Let me get this strrraight one more time," the Nunh growls through his teeth, blocking L'tydan from going to the uppity Tia with an arm. He knows F'zuula is stood behind with his bow ready. Time for a lesson. His growl reverberates into his words. "You insult my darrrling huntrrresses, insult my son who is leader of the tribe, and you insist that I prrresent our much rrrrespected guest to you so that you can…?" 

"Return him to the L tribe's current Nunh so he can resume his duties and be punished for running away," the mouthy brat postures as he speaks, far too used to abusing his position in the L tribe. F'rhuza, for all his usually peaceable nature, is furious at the disrespect. He draws back an arm and punches the smug kit in the face, even as L'tydan's face falls. 

The Nunh hauls the younger miqo'te up by his shirt. "What's this mouthy kit's name?" Tydan runs a hand up his arm, looking up at him from his shoulder.

"Pray put L'jahro down," he purrs, slipping into that simpering that F'rhuza had just gotten him out of doing even as he answers the question. "I can entertain you better, sir…" 

The tall Nunh practically cringes from the obviously put on nature of the flirting, seeing it come more awkwardly to the smaller man now that he's just barely begun to trust him - after a good couple of weeks of refusing the offers of bedding him and treating him the same as any other in his tribe. His tail fluffs in anger and disgust; is this how L'tydan survives with the L tribe's Nunh? 

"Put my heir down, F'rhuza Nunh, and hand over L'tydan." It seems he'll get to find out. The purple haired seeker tilts his head, adjusting his grip and moving his hand to L'jahro's throat.

"L'xayv Nunh, was it?" He challenges calmly, feeling Tydan hiss at him that he's doing something stupid. "I've a prrroposition for you and your heir." This is something that needs worded carefully if he's to get what he's aiming for out of it.

He sets the previously mouthy tia on his feet, crossing his arms. "Your heir is safe - for now. Take him, leave and I'll have one of my women bring out some food from our stores for your tribe and kits, as I had already agreed with your other Tia here since your stores are not very high. In exchange… I would be much obliged with the young man's continued presence here." He can feel the sudden tension from L'tydan, though the man makes it somehow look like he's surprised and flattered. "He's such a good bedwarmer, I'd miss his skills far too much," he lies through his teeth, hating the way the words taste on his tongue but making his expression seem sincere. "And I'm certain we could supply your tribe with extra resources in future in return?" 

It's a bold attempt, but F'rhuza never got anywhere by being timid. He can smell Tydan's sudden stress, compounded by the way L'jahro is staring at him, and forces down the protective growl that wants out. 

Tydan is slowly coming unstuck as he's unsure of where he stands suddenly. It's easy to deal with L'xayv, to manipulate his situation to his advantage… Though L'jahro is a nightmare in his life. 

F'rhuza is still a relatively unknown entity to him, and the taller man has thrown him off his usual way of coping with his situation over the weeks he's managed to spend with the F tribe. He knows at the very least that he can't afford to show any possible enjoyment of being here. Neither of his tribe mates would allow it, considering he's so useless for almost anything to do with the tribe that he's sure his life is their entertainment.

"Ah…" he steps in front of F'rhuza, batting his eyelashes coyly. "Surely, you would understand if my Nunh needs my company? I-"

"Your deal is... acceptable, I suppose, since he can't even hunt," L'xayv interrupts, looking sour. L'jahro's expression is thunderous; all the more amusing to F'rhuza that he won't be able to fuck his fellow Tia behind his leader's back. It's so obvious that it stings his nose and he wonders at how the tribe functions if this is rife within. He feels Tydan wilt against his arm, catching his meager weight easily while the Tia processes what's just gone on over his head.

Regardless of that, he has to honour the agreement he's just made and signals to some of the huntresses, having them bring out what appears to the now stunned L'jahro to be half of a massive boar. It's symbolic, it's an unspoken insult - and F'rhuza is all sharp teeth and a wide grin as he watches them growl under their breaths and accept it somewhat gracefully. It's going to be funny watching them get it back to their tribe.

The Nunh gently sits Tydan down, patting his ears affectionately. His ear flicks as his eldest walks up behind him.

"Dad… did what I think happened, actually happen?" F'zuula is used to his father's antics but this is a step further than what he's ever seen him pull off. F'rhuza looks over his shoulder and grins, nodding proudly as his tail curls. 

"Yes, yes it did." He's about to elaborate further when Tydan speaks up.

"You… traded a boar for me…" the shorter seeker is on his feet in a second, visibly irate - and confused by the entire exchange. "You traded food for a  'bedwarmer' when you haven't even fucked me?!"  The Nunh is quiet for a moment, letting him finish and noticing how the Tia begins to draw back like he's expecting to be hit, his brain catching up that he's just snapped at someone higher in the tribe than him. F'rhuza shrugs, reaching out and pulling the other seeker against him. He rubs a cheek over his head fondly.

"Well, I could hardly let him know I actually enjoy your company for other reasons, could I? He'd have definitely wanted to take you back with him if I'd shown a single ounce of care for you." He steps back slightly, taps the shorter miqo'te's cheek lightly. "Mind your language round the kits," he reprimands him softly, noticing his three year old daughter nearby and definitely listening in to what's being said.

The pale haired seeker startles at the light tap, his odd eyes showing absolute confusion still as the F tribe makes so little sense compared to what he's used to. He turns and walks off with a lump in his throat, storming his way into the Nunh's tent where he's been staying before F'rhuza can see him cry. He's been completely thrown by the man from the start of his stay here, not a single advance accepted by him or his Tia - and it only confuses him more that the supposedly vicious boar tribe only has one of age Tia, the next oldest being fifteen summers and still learning to hunt. He's not used to being treated like this and it makes it hard. He feels a bit lost, cut adrift with no direction without his usual purpose - though being a plaything is hardly much to live for, part of his brain whispers.

The flap moves and he wills back the wetness in his eyes, seeing the tall figure of the Nunh. He aims for a smile, though it comes out sad and strained. "I'm in a bit of a sorry state for sex, I'm afraid." It's a humourless joke but F'rhuza indulges him with a chuckle nonetheless, coming to sit by him, and begins to strip off bits of leather armour. "...You've put your tribe through a lot for someone who can't even survive on their own any more," falls out of Tydan's mouth as he looks down. 

"It seems to be a habit of my tribe," the taller seeker admits, smirking softly. "I was fourteen summers when my Nunh exiled me from the tribe I was born in. A too young Tia, half starved and unable to hunt for himself, alone and delirious when I practically fell into the boar tribe's territory. Skinnier than you, even - and they took me in, raised me into a decent Tia and then a Nunh." He places a hand lightly on the smaller man's back and feels him cringe and tense. When he does nothing else, Tydan slowly relaxes. 

"So you pity me."

"No. I pity that they took away your strength, certainly," his hands slides down the Tia's arm, tracing where muscles had once been. "But I do not pity you. You have survived whereas I nearly died. You have my respect, Tydan." He rolls his shoulders as he feels the stunned stare on his ears. A hand grasps his wrist, pulls and he follows to find himself near covering the other miqo'te. He tilts his head, red eyes focused on vulnerable pale purple and green. 

"Fuck me, please," Tydan asks him, meaning everything instead of flirting in that hollow way of his. "...Show me how someone takes a person they respect. Let me experience that at least once in my life." F'rhuza gazes at him for a long moment, softens and cleaves to his wishes. 

"Alright," he purrs, standing and without warning picking Tydan up. The Tia yelps in surprise at the ease with which he's lifted, being deposited on the Nunh's bed with care and looked over with an appreciative gaze. He shoves a hand in the taller man's face frantically as he leans down.

"W-Wait!! I… need… some rules," he bites his lip, flustered when out of control like this. F'rhuza sets a knee next to his legs and nuzzles him.

"Go rrright ahead," he invites, purring in a tone that calms the Tia.

"Right… N-No biting," he gasps as the bigger seeker kisses up his shoulder and neck, feeling his clothing being slowly slid off. "No… no inviting F'zuula to join-"

"Not happening anyway," he's interrupted by a possessive growl and he wonders if his head is swimming or if that's just F'rhuza's scent.

"Okay… and, don't ask about any…"

"Scars," the Nunh finishes for him, "I can guess, don't worry." He soothes the sting of his knowing by stripping Tydan down to his underwear - and pauses at the harness under his clothes. There's a second where his dislike of L'xayv turns to absolute hatred, but his cock makes its approval known by pressing against his clothes and his ears lower. "You mind keeping this on for now?" He asks the white haired miqo'te, watching his face twist in displeasure. "Trust me, Tydan…"

"I do and that's the worst part of this," he growls unhappily, reaching to pull of F'rhuza's clothes with deft hands.

His tail flicks up in surprise as the Nunh pulls him into a kiss while letting him work, a whine coming from him as he submits to it and opens his mouth to be plundered thoroughly. "Handsome, prrretty Tydan," F'rhuza coos and pushes him onto his back on the furs and blankets of his bedroll, fingers tracing strong paths downwards as he follows them with his lips and teeth. Nipples nipped and lapped at, causing the Tia to arch upwards with a sigh. F'rhuza maps down his smooth belly with kisses on every ilm of skin he can reach, hands already on Tydan's hips and squeezing gently. 

"H-Hey," Tydan complains, "this… isn't needed… you can just… oh fuck!" His legs come up and grip either side of the Nunh's head as his cock's engulfed in wet warmth, slamming his head back as the taller man sucks and licks him to full mast. "Shit… F'rhuza Nunh, sir… ah?" He lifts his head to find out why his dick is suddenly cold to see the Nunh's red eyes narrowed at him. His ears tilt back and he swallows nervously. Is he about to be punished? He trembles as he's leaned over - and kissed sweetly. 

"Not 'sir', Tydan," the man coos, "call me Rhuza, sweet." His tension melts away, leaving him boneless under the Nunh.

"Rhuza, Rhuza!" The paler seeker can only mewl as he's surrounded by warmth again, bucking helplessly at the strong suction. He's not used to being on the receiving end, and he's dragged over the edge embarrassingly quickly with a cry. His chest heaves as he watches F'rhuza sit up and lick his lips clean. "I should be... doing that for you," he eventually speaks, breathless. He feels like he owes the Nunh, should be the one doing the sucking and worshipping rather than being the one receiving it.

"But you taste so good," the larger seeker grins, watching the hint of a blush cross his bed partner's face. He relents from his teasing, beckoning Tydan over with a fond smile. "You can suck me if you want." He watches the Tia right himself and crawl over to his lap, lifting his hips to aid removing his underwear.

Tydan sucks in a breath as he sees the size of the Nunh's cock, imagines it splitting him wide open, and moans as he smells F'rhuza's musk. His pupils dilate and he purrs himself as he takes the head into his mouth, settling himself between the man's powerful legs as his eyes go half lidded and he finally feels somewhat in control. His new Nunh's dick makes his jaw ache just a bit (his brain screams that his Nunh is still L'xayv but he forces it back), and he purrs more at the weight of it. Heavy, thick, virile and safe, the taste tells him - this is not a man who will force or hurt him, even though he already knows it. 

He gets to work, sealing his lips around the flesh and bobbing, whining as he tastes precum on his tongue. Plenty of it as well, he has to keep swallowing as he sucks. Is the Nunh close to his rut season? Tydan's a little apprehensive to find out. He whines as he's pulled off the thick length, digging his nails in so he can't be moved as easily.

"Rhuza," he complains, "let me finish you off…" The Nunh chuckles breathlessly, ruffling his hair.

"Hmm… no, I want to come inside you, Tydan." He leans back against the solid board at the back of the bedroll, holding his hands out to him. One holds a bottle of oil that Tydan recognises; it's what F'huza uses to keep his armour supple. Three of the opposite hand's fingers are already slick.

"You want me to ride you? Nunh," he purrs, straddling his lap and barely getting situated before the taller seeker lifts him up. "Ah-mm!" He's kissed silent as a hand slips under his tail, the appendage lifting straight up his back in open invitation when a finger probes at his ass carefully. It's foreign, as most things when it comes to how he's being treated. The finger slides inside, followed by the second and he shudders as the Nunh begins to prep him. His own member is hard again already, and he pulls back from the kiss to breathe. 

"R… Rhuza… You don't have to - gods that's so good - I can take it without… nnnhh…" He has to give up protesting when it feels this good for him, even if he feels he doesn't deserve it. "Fuck, me, please just take me, I-I need you inside me!" His face is ablaze as he shouts it, though the only response he gets is the fingers leaving him wide and empty. He opens his eyes, panting, to see F'rhuza steadying his hips and gazing at him with open fondness.

"Take what you need then, Tydan," the man tempts him, and he follows it.

Sinking down on the Nunh's length is an exquisite feeling for once, rather than pain. Being prepped makes so much difference that he has to stop and savour it for a few seconds, a moan caught in his throat when F'rhuza is hilted deep in his body. There's some discomfort, but that fades under the touch of his Nunh's hands rubbing circles in the tensed muscles of his back. His Nunh. Rhuza. He sighs the man's name contently, letting him hold him up for a few minutes.

He's not felt painless sex for ages with how the viper tribe have treated him and handed him round, and basks in the novelty of it, spurred to lift his hips and sink down again with a happy moan. His brain is scrambled, letting him think about nothing but enjoying riding the larger seeker, hands flexing on his shoulders as he stabilizes himself on each thrust down that presses the large cock deep inside him.

F'rhuza enjoys the sounds coming from his partner, smirking playfully in a way that has Tydan's eyes widening when he gets a better grip on the smaller man's hips and thrusts up into him as he presses down. The white haired miqo'te cries out in surprise and pleasure as he's abruptly sheathed fully again.

"Rhuza!! Ohgods do that again-" he nearly collapses against the Nunh's chest, clutching tight on his shoulders and burying his face in his neck. His tail curls upwards over his back in deference to F'rhuza. "Please, please fuck me hard," he whines, feeling the man tuck his chin over him protectively and purr deeply. "I can take it, fuck me hard!"

With such a heartfelt plea, who is F'rhuza to deny Tydan what he wants? Another whine escapes the Tia and he soothes him, crooning gently as he tilts his hips and thrusts, rocking him each time.

"Gladly, prrretty," he purrs breathlessly, nuzzling his hair, ears, nudging his head up to steal his breath again. His hips thrust hard and deep, drawing moans and cries from Tydan along with sweet begging. The smaller man is so tight that he doesn't last too long, pulling Tydan down flush with his body and grinding as he bows his head. 

"Nnn-nno, no no no no, Rhuza, don't bite!" The pale haired Seeker panics, feeling teeth brush along his shoulder and squeezes his eyes shut, nails digging in as he can't pull away. One of the straps of his harness pulls tight and he whimpers, expecting the pain of a mating bite any second. There's none but he has no time to question it as there's a harsh thrust under him and it pushes him into another orgasm. His hips are pulled down tight and held, and his tail tugged. F'rhuza gets bigger inside him and he cries out as his brain seizes, feeling himself being spilled inside.

"Nonono not the knot! Don't knot me, he'll punish me-I?" he's babbling when the Nunh coos and purrs deep, petting his ears and holding him close, stroking a hand down his back to further soothe him. 

"It's okay, Tydan," F'rhuza reassures him, "come on, breathe sweetling. Handsome pretty sweet man. You're good, so good." His fingers run up and down the smaller man's back, soft affectionate touches that settle him down and make him wilt and curl into his neck. The soft sounds of crying surface after a moment and the Nunh thrums deeper in his chest, soft chuffs escaping his throat as he praises him without words. It makes Tydan feel safe and his tears dry.