#tenwin

“Fuck, no, not now,” Ten groaned as he stopped dead in his tracks on the way out of the bathroom. He felt hot and feverish and just so fucking horny . He should still have some time until his rut came, but maybe being away from the omegas in the pack had messed up his schedule. And it didn’t help that he was in mandatory confinement with Winwin, another alpha. 

“Now?” Winwin asked as the heavy scent of rut hit him square in the nose. It wasn’t all that unpleasant but he would never admit it, “hey, it’s okay, I’ll just try to stay out of your way,” Winwin continued as he weighed his options. Which were pretty much none. He walked slowly towards Ten and even slower placed his hand on his arm, squeezing lightly. The last thing he wanted was for Ten to get all territorial on him when they were confined together. 

“No, you don’t get it,” Ten whined, almost petulantly as he let his forehead drop on Winwin’s shoulder, “I didn’t bring any toys and my hand - fuck - my hand just isn’t enough.”

Winwin hummed in reply, hand sliding from Ten’s arm to the back of his head, playing with his hair. There was an idea brewing in his mind and he let it simmer there for a whole five seconds before he shyly offered “I - I could help you…”

“Wh - what?” Ten asked, pulling away from Winwin, eyes looking markedly less focused than they had looked only a couple of minutes before, “you brought something?”

“No, I meant me, you can - you can fuck me,” Winwin said, trying to get as directly to the point as his shyness alowed him when it was clear that thinking was starting to become a little difficult for Ten, “if you want,” he quietly added at the end. He knew it was unusual and sure, they had gotten each other off, sucked each other’s dicks but offering your ass to your fellow alpha in rut was definitely something else. He couldn’t say he had never thought about it though. 

“Are you sure? I - I don’t wanna hurt you,” Ten said as he let Winwin pull him against his chest, his face nestling in the crook of his neck.

“I’m sure, go ahead,” Winwin said as he tilted his head, leaving his scent gland fully exposed to Ten, “I know it doesn’t smell as good as an omega’s but it - I’m yours for as long as you need it.”

“Fuck, Winwin you can’t say stuff like that,” Ten groaned, taking a long whiff of his scent. Yeah, it lacked the sweetness of an omega’s but Ten had always thought Winwin smelled really fucking good for an alpha. He caught himself licking at the gland as he felt Winwin tremble against him, “I’m not - I’m not biting you, or knotting you,” he said, head starting to turn, his brain fighting against what he had just said.

“You can do it,” Winwin whispered, sliding one hand to the front of Ten’s shorts, cupping his hardening cock over the thin material, “I told you, I’m yours for as long as you need me.”

Ten simply shook his head. Winwin was an alpha too, it wouldn’t be right. Besides, he might say now that he wouldn’t mind it and then, when hormones and pheromones were involved, things could be different. Before Winwin could say anything else Ten pushed their lips together in a messy kiss, that only got more and more desperate as they stumbled their way to Ten’s bed. 

Winwin keened when Ten sucked a bruise into his neck, one thigh perfectly placed between his legs, pressing down on his cock. He had promised himself he wouldn’t get embarrassed by however his body reacted to Ten’s rut but it was hard not to blush when Ten teased him for the noises he made. He let his legs spread open as Ten less than gently pulled his shirt off of him before getting rid of his own clothes. Winwin took the opportunity to remove his own bottoms, immediately getting on all fours, not wanting to see Ten’s reaction to the way his cock was already painfully hard and leaking between his legs, a hint of a knot at the base. Maybe he had downplayed it a little how much he had thought about getting his guts rearranged by Ten. 

“That eager?” Ten joked as he got back on the bed, small bottle of lube in hand (at least he still had some lube - he wasn’t that unprepared), only the slight strain in his voice showing how affected he was by the whole situation. Seeing Winwin like this, on all fours, forehead leaning on his arms, presenting his ass for him to take was leaving him dizzy. He looked fucking beautiful, like he was made for this. 

Ten had a small moment of doubt when he climbed back on the bed. Had Winwin ever bottomed? It wasn’t really something they discussed and it wasn’t like Winwin was close to any of the older packs like Ten was with Shinee. Still, if he had offered, Ten reasoned with himself as he started to feel up his ass, was because he felt comfortable with the idea. 

“How dare you hide this from us?” Ten said, quietly, almost like he was talking to himself as he spread Winwin’s cheeks to one of the most perfectly puckered holes he had ever seen. If he wasn’t so needy himself he would bury his face between them and eat him out until Winwin was crying out his name. But he was needy, so fucking needy and desperate and if he wanted to prep him while he could do it properly, Ten had to hurry up. He tried to do it as quickly as possible without hurting him, Winwin was tight, tighter than any one else Ten had ever fucked. To be fair, he was the first alpha Ten fucked; that idea alone made something heady and possessive  rumble in his stomach. 

“Fuck, Ten, you can go for it,” Winwin said, voice already sounding strained. He prepared himself as much as he could when he heard Ten lubing up his cock, allowing himself a small peek at it and okay, yeah, fuck, it was definitely bigger than he remembered it, was it the rut?

“Ready?” Ten asked, one hand placed on Winwin’s lower back, holding him in place. He waited until he nodded in reply to align himself with his entrance and start pushing in, as slowly as he could muster. But oh god was it a difficult task when Winwin was so tight, clenching around him so hard Ten felt breathless by the time he bottomed out. Without much of a reprieve, Ten pulled out before pushing inside again, progressively going faster, harder, causing the breath to be knocked out of Winwin’s lungs. And then Winwin started letting out these noises, half groan, half whimper, so delicious, so unlike himself that Ten couldn’t hold back. He covered him with his body, hips snapping into Winwin, lips leaving kisses up his spine and along his shoulder blades.

Winwin’s head was spinning, his breath was coming out in pants, sheets tightly grasped between his fingers. Ten’s pace was nearly unforgiving, the sound of his hips snapping against his body echoing in the room and pulling sounds out of Winwin he barely recognized. 

“Fuck - fuck - fuck, ” Ten cursed, thrusts becoming erratic as he nuzzled the crook of Winwin’s neck, right next to his inflamed scent gland. Ten’s instincts took over long enough for him to sink his teeth into the back of Winwin’s neck, to let his fat knot breach through his tight rim as he came inside him, claiming him from both the inside and outside. 

Winwin felt like a foggy blanket had been placed on his brain. He could tell he was in pain but it wasn’t completely unwelcomed and he felt warm and fuzzy under the weight of Ten’s smaller body. He let his eyes flutter shut at the feeling of Ten licking at the bite on the back of his neck in the middle of whispering apologies into his skin. It felt nice, he felt safe. And sleepy, so so sleepy .

The next time Winwin woke up was to Ten rutting into him again, desperately pounding into his hole, hands groping his waist so hard they were leaving bruises behind. He must have used a lot more lube this time around because everything felt so wet down there and it didn’t hurt as much. Ten was such a good alpha . 

“Fuck, fuck, you’re so tight,” Ten groaned, using all his body weight to pin Winwin underneath him, pressing him into the bed as he fucked him. He was acting on pure instinct, nuzzling into his sensitive scent gland, licking and kissing it over and over again. Winwin smelled divine, he couldn’t remember him ever having smelled this good before, it was intoxicating. 

“ Alpha,” Winwin whimpered as he attempted to spread his legs, arching his back into Ten’s body, drooling into the mattress underneath him. He had a small moment of panic as he heard himself mewl for his alpha ’s touch, not recognizing this sort of behavior and then Ten was nibbling on his neck and whispering how he was going to knot him, to breed him, to put a whole litter of pups in him and that nice mental fog was back. 

“Mine, mine,” Ten groaned as he approached his climax, his cock starting to flare at the base as his knot began to set. He couldn’t wait anymore, didn’t want to hurt him like he had before.

On the back of his mind Winwin could hear Ten frantically begging to knot him but he didn’t have the presence of mind to give him a full reply, simply nodding his head as he prepared for it. With a desperate cry Ten pushed inside him right before his knot fully set and Winwin barely had the time to realize it was much less painful this time around before Ten was once again biting him, on the shoulder this time as he came over and over again. Just like last time he was flooded by this feeling of warmth and safety. He felt sated like he hadn’t felt in a long time and he wished he could stay awake to feel Ten once again licking his bite, peppering him with soft kisses, nuzzling his neck and leaving his heavenly scent all over him. But, just like before, he ended up falling into a contented, sated sleep. 

They went through another two or three rounds before Ten started to feel a little more like himself again. He looked down horrified at the mauling on Winwin’s neck, the soft skin tinted purple and marred with the marks of his teeth. He had done that. Quickly he pulled out, wincing at the squelching noise as he watched what looked suspiciously like a mix of cum and slick leak out of Winwin’s abused hole. 

“Alpha?” Winwin asked softly, turning around with big, confused eyes, “why’d you stop?” he continued in the tiniest of voices.

Ten had never heard Winwin speak like that, never saw him act like that, never felt him smell like that. He smelled like omega in heat and little by little the puzzle pieces started to fit together in his mind. Oh, he had fucked up. 

“Alpha?” Winwin said again, sitting up in bed with a wince. He looked so heartbroken, so rejected as he reached out for Ten, searching his eyes with his own. 

Ten knew the change was probably only temporary but he still felt like shit he had done it. But now he had a teary, wide-eyed alpha/omega feeling needy and insecure and smelling so fucking good right in front of him. So he softened his gaze, climbed on top of Winwin before kissing him.

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay, alpha’s here,” Ten said, nuzzling Winwin’s neck and kissing his scent gland. Fuck, he smelled so good . He led his cock to Winwin’s entrance, groaning at the wet mess as he pushed inside.

“Thank you, thank you,” Winwin breathed out, arching his back and throwing both arms and legs around Ten, pulling him as close as possible. It felt so different being fucked from this position, so much more intimate when he could see the hungry look on Ten’s eyes as he sped up his thrusts.

“Did you even cum before?” Ten asked, voice tinged in embarrassment, as he slid one hand between their bodies to find Winwin’s cock mostly dry, especially in comparison to the mess that was his ass. Ten had never considered himself to be a selfish lover, even when in rut, but it was also the first time he fucked an alpha during it, maybe it was different with omegas. 

“Don’t know,” Winwin mumbled, absolutely drunk on pleasure. He couldn’t stop the desperate noises climbing out of his throat as Ten jerked him off in time with his thrusts all the while trying to change the angle in search of his prostate. 

“Silly, dumb, little omega,” Ten tried, a satisfied smile appearing on his face at the way Winwin whined in reaction, “too cock dumb to know if you came or not, it’s okay, alpha will make sure you remember this time.”

The noise that came out of Winwin when Ten finally found his prostate was one he had never heard before, guttural and unrestrained. Ten shushed him by slotting their lips together, holding himself up by the elbows, both hands cupping Winwin’s cheeks. Ten had never seen him behave like this in all the years they had known each other, not even since they had formed a pack. It was new and exciting and Ten loved seeing him act so freely, hopefully part of it would stay after this was all over.

He hadn’t noticed it before but the room was sweltering hot, both of them sweating as Ten continued to thrust directly into Winwin’s prostate, one hand sliding down again to play with his leaking cock. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, his knot already starting to form, but he wanted Winwin to cum first, wanted to feel him clench around him, wanted to watch him lose himself to pleasure. So he jerked him off faster, taking his time to tease the head of his cock as he continued kissing him. He pulled away, Winwin’s full bottom lip trapped between his teeth before leaning down, peppering kisses from his jaw to his neck until he reached his scent gland. 

“Bite me,” Winwin begged, baring his neck to Ten. He was so close, he knew it wouldn’t take much to make him cum all over Ten’s hand. 

Ten did as Winwin asked, that heady leftover rut-like feeling clouding his mind for a few moments, telling him to sink his teeth in as far as they could go, to claim him as his, to have their scents mix together as he knotted him. He shook his head softly, trying to clear his mind before leaning back down, choosing a place on Winwin’s perfect neck, kissing the overheated, sweaty skin before biting down. Winwin moaned a series of jumbled words that Ten had trouble deciphering, something something alpha, something something please, something something yours . Ten pulled away just in time to watch Winwin reach his climax, one hand grasping the bedsheets the other grasping Ten’s hair, arching his back so far off the bed it almost displaced Ten. He was letting out the most beautiful, gaspy noises, so unlike anything Ten had ever heard from him. It was such a beautiful sight - beautiful enough to push him over the edge. He pushed inside Winwin one last time, his knot catching on the rim causing him to gasp as he seemed to cum a second time, a new wave of pleasure hitting his body and making him shudder in time with Ten’s own orgasm. 

Ten waited until Winwin’s breathing had evened out and they had both rode the last of their orgasms before kissing him, slowly, softly.

“You won’t forget this time, will you?”

Winwin shook his head with a small laugh, turning his face to the side, a light blush painted over his cheeks and nose. He looked so cute like this, Ten couldn’t stop himself from nuzzling his cheek. 

“I think we’ll be stuck like this for a while,” Ten whispered into his skin, trying to get as comfortable as possible without crushing him. 

“It’s okay, it’s like having a weighted blanket,” Winwin joked as he threw both arms around Ten’s neck, “I - it makes me feel safe,” he finally admitted, hiding his face in the crook of Ten’s neck. 

Usually Ten would tease him about what he had just said, but he didn’t have the heart to do it today. Even though it seemed that Winwin’s scent had toned down a little, he still smelled more like omega than alpha and the heat undertones were still there, even if muted. And the last thing Ten would do was tease an omega in heat (albeit technically a fake one) for feeling safe with him.

It would still take a good half hour for Ten’s knot to go down so they just stayed like that, Ten lying on top of Winwin, sharing kisses and scenting each other. 

“I feel wet,” Winwin said with a grimace when Ten pulled out, feeling slick and Ten’s cum dripping down his thighs, “don’t know how the omegas handle it.”

“Is it uncomfortable? I’m sorry,” Ten said, petting Winwin’s knee apologetically.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault,” Winwin said as he sat up in bed, wincing at his sore backside. Oh, he didn’t know he would be in pain after too. He thought back to his last rut and took a mental note to spoil Hendery when he got back to Korea.

“It sort of is my fault,” Ten said quietly, scratching the back of his neck in a fashion that resembled Yangyang so much it was almost funny to Winwin, “let me make it better, wait here, I’ll start you a bath.”

Hours later, after a good bath and an even better nap, they were both sitting on the sofa, one across from the other, Winwin dressed up in Ten’s clothes. He had mostly shifted back to normal but still felt more sensitive than usual, needing to be around Ten and his calming scent. He looked up just in time to see Ten point his phone at him with a teasing smile so he covered his face with his hands, in part to hide his blush and in part to hide the bruises on his neck.

“Oh, you look so cute, this one is going on Bubble,” Ten cooed as he looked from the picture on his phone to Winwin, still hiding behind his hands, drowning into the couch.