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What song do you have on repeat this week?
Cali stopped scrolling through the onslaught of questions his fans had submitted, smirking as he typed out an answer that he knew would catch one man’s attention.
3 - Brittany Spears
As expected, his phone lit up a few minutes later.
Damien [3:14pm] replied: Subtle.
Cali snorted, flopping tummy-down onto the bed before replying.
Cali [3:15pm]: what can I say? i’m excited 💖
Damien [3:16pm]: Oh yeah?
Damien [3:16pm]: That’s good, because you have a lot of work ahead of you
Cali [3:17pm]: good thing i love my job 😘
Cali [3:17pm]: speaking of which, i clock in at 4. i should call an uber now
Damien [3:18pm]: I’ll be here
Cali [3:19pm]: see u soon, loverboi 💖
The omega quickly slipped his phone into the front pocket of the enormous pink hoodie he was wearing, scanning his room to see if there was anything he’d missed while he packed his bag. Satisfied that the essentials were accounted for, he snapped up the handle of his suitcase, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and stepped out into the hall.
“I’m heading out! Should be back on Tuesday. I’ll have my phone on me if you need anything, but you know I barely get a break with these two - ”
“Ew.”
“ - so try not to have an emergency, yeah?” Cali grinned when his roommate emerged from his office, pulling off his headphones and shuffling over to hug him goodbye. “And maybe eat a couple times a day?”
“I should say the same to you.”
“Hmmph.”
“Have fun,” Kai said, bumping his head against Cali’s shoulder softly. “And don’t tell me about it.”
“Don’t worry, I signed an NDA. I’ll miss you!”
“Miss you,” Kai echoed, closing the front door behind Cali with a gentle click.
Cali took a deep breath before heading for the elevator, trying to calm the faint nerves fluttering in his stomach. I’ve done this before. Why does it feel like a first date?
Maybe because they always made him feel like it was. He smiled, biting his lip as he sent his location to Damien.
Cali [3:30pm]: might be there a little early!
Damien [3:32pm]: I’m not complaining
The Uber arrived at 3:47pm - not that he was watching the clock. Cali breezed past the doorman with a wink, rolling his signature pink suitcase onto the elevator and swiping for access to the penthouse. His friends always teased him for his “luxurious” lifestyle, but it paled in comparison to his clients. There was no need to knock when he arrived; the elevator let him off inside the apartment, sliding shut quietly behind him as he dropped his backpack on a low bench and quickly unlaced his shoes.
“Cali?”
Cali grinned at the sound of his name, straightening up and doing a little spin as he caught sight of the man he’d been so anxious to see.
Grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt let Damien’s physique do the talking; Cali’s eyes slid down his figure appreciatively, though his tone was less than impressed.
“Nice to see you dressed up for the occasion.”
“Didn’t think there was much of a point, since it’ll be off in a minute anyway.”
“You’re awfully confident.” Cali’s lips twitched, nearly smiling as he finally met Damien’s eye. “Where’s Raj?”
“Still at work. He left this.” Damien handed Cali a note, neatly folded.
I’ve a few things to wrap up at the office, and D is about a day ahead of me. Get started without me and I’ll join you this evening. R
Cali raised an eyebrow.
“Permission slip from Daddy, huh? Think you can handle me on your own?”
The words barely left his mouth before Damien was crowding into his space, hands sliding up his thighs as he picked him up with practiced ease. Cali’s legs wrapped around his waist and he laughed when he felt the larger man lick up his neck, teeth grazing the soft patch that covered his scent gland before sinking into a point just above it.
This close to him, the scent of rut was undeniable - although Damien had clearly just gotten out of the shower, the scent hanging in the air around him but not overpowering. Cali breathed it in, basking in the woodsy overtones of the alpha’s light musk. There was a warmth there that appealed to his feline instincts, his tail curling around Damien’s wrist as he tilted his head to expose his throat. Maybe it was just their hybrid sides aligning, but there was an undeniable appeal to Damien’s scent that had struck Cali within moments of their first meeting. He’d often been tempted to steal an old shirt on his way out of their scheduled sessions.
Somehow they made it down the hall to the bedroom, a surprisingly bright space that had been subtly set up to accommodate his preferences, he noted with satisfaction. Silk pillowcases on a truly excessive number of pillows, windows cracked to let in the summer night air, and a stack of the softest blankets money could buy.
Excellent.
Damien dropped him on the bed, stepping back to pull his shirt over his head before kneeling between Cali’s legs. His hands slid up under Cali’s hoodie, squeezing at his waist before moving up to brush over his nipples as he kissed him hard. Cali relaxed into it, smiling against Damien’s mouth and pressing into his touch, shivering a little when his teeth grazed his scent gland again.
“Raj said you’d already started. Were you waiting long?” Cali’s hand slid under Damien’s waistband, finding him already hard. His knot was slightly swollen and no doubt aching; he groaned as Cali’s fingers circled it gently.
“Since this morning.”
“You should’ve called. I would have come early.” He squeezed Damien for a moment, grinning when the alpha bucked into his hand, then released him.
“Had to…talk to Raj,” Damien muttered, gripping the waistband of Cali’s shorts and dragging them down his legs. He was on a mission, urging Cali to remove his oversized hoodie and tearing off his underwear but leaving his spotless white thigh highs on.
Cali let himself be manhandled. I should do a photoshoot like this, he thought idly before Damien demanded his attention.
The alpha’s hands wrapped around Cali’s thighs, gripping the soft flesh there as he parted his legs, taking in the sight of him. Then he slid back a little, keeping Cali’s legs pinned to the bed as he kissed and licked his way up one smooth thigh. Cali’s breath hitched as Damien sucked a light mark into the skin at the apex of his thigh, then another near his hip. He was always like this - incorrigible and possessive, marking Cali up so badly that he had to take a week off before his next client. Not that he minded.
“We’ve never ‘played’ alone like this before.” Unchaperoned was the word that came to Cali’s mind. He didn’t know the particulars of Damien’s arrangement with Raj, but he did know that for the last three years, it had included a guarantee that there were always three of them together - never a solo session. He was a puzzle piece that made the two men fit together perfectly, not a full player in their games in his own right. Which was more than fine by him, but…
“Is it bad that I’ve thought about it?” Damien pulled back a little, watching his face carefully.
“I don’t think so. It’s natural, alpha instincts and all…wanting a willing omega all to yourself. And besides, the thought has crossed my mind, too. About both of you.”
Damien grinned, leaning up to steal a kiss.
“Raj’s ruts always end after mine, anyway. Let’s agree to give him some time alone with you at the end and not think about it too much, yeah?”
“Sounds good to me.” Cali reached his arms up over his head, stretching until his back arched dramatically and moaning when Damien cupped him with one large, firm hand, grinding the heel of his palm against his dick. “Are you sure you want to tease me? You seem like you’re about to pop a knot there.”
Damien growled, his relative youth showing - both in his impatience and his body’s tendency to react rather quickly.
“Just let me have this.”
“What?”
“You.”
Cali’s heart swooped in his chest at that. He gasped as Damien slid two fingers inside him without warning, his scent shifting to something darker that commanded an involuntary response from Cali. Slick gushed from his entrance as he ground down on Damien’s hand and he closed his eyes, focusing on shifting his own scent to telegraph submission, egging on Damien’s alpha.
Damien growled, pressing open-mouthed kisses to Cali’s skin as he worked his way downward, leaving a trail of purple marks from his collarbone to his stomach. Cali broke when Damien found his hipbone, teeth grazing over the tender skin and making him cry out.
“Fuck, D, I need…”
Damien paused, looking up with a dangerous glint in his eye, but he didn’t wait for the rest of that thought. Instead he wrapped his free hand around Cali’s dick, pressing his thumb to the head before guiding it to his lips.
The unexpected heat of Damien’s mouth shocked Cali to his core. He tensed up, hips rolling up as he bore down around Damien’s fingers, hands tangling in the alpha’s hair to keep him still as he released into his mouth. It wasn’t much, especially to someone as experienced as Damien, but he managed to make it obscene, wiping a stray drop from his lips as he made a show of swallowing.
“You’re still tight. Think you can take me, or do you need another round?”
Truth be told, another round would be a good idea. Damien was big enough that it had scared Cali a little the first time, and it had been six months since he’d seen him last. But Cali was stubborn, and painfully aware that their time alone was limited.
“I can take it. Haven’t you waited long enough?” Another burst of Cali’s scent, sweet with submission and a practiced note of desperation, convinced the young alpha well enough.
Damien grinned, capturing Cali’s wrists with one hand and pinning them over his head as he guided himself to his entrance. Cali went still, a look of soft submission on his face, until Damien began to press in. Then the omega’s hips rolled up, forcing Damien inside in a single fluid motion.
“Fuck.” Damien gasped as he sheathed himself inside Cali, his knot already swollen just enough that he couldn’t quite slide home. “You’re a brat,” he murmured against Cali’s lips.
“What’re you gonna do about it?” Cali shot back, licking into Damien’s mouth and nipping at his lower lip.
Damien didn’t reply. Instead he licked a strip down Cali’s neck, pausing to lap at his scent gland and drink in a burst of sweet, riled-up omega as he thrust forward, pushing past the resistance at Cali’s entrance and burying his knot inside.
“Oh my god - ” Cali gasped, writhing in overstimulation, but Damien’s hold on his wrists stayed firm, his other hand pinning his hips to the bed.
“I thought you could take it?” He said, underscoring his teasing tone with a sharp thrust that made Cali seize up around him. “This isn’t even the whole thing.”
“Asshole,” Cali spat, only half-joking.
Damien grinned. It was this push and pull that was so appealing, the constant struggle for dominance until one of them broke and started begging that he loved so much.
“Fuck, you feel good.” He closed his eyes, keeping Cali still beneath him as he moved lazily inside him, his half-formed knot catching at his entrance and preventing him from pulling back very far. Velvet walls clung to his cock as he carved out a space for himself, feeling Cali loosen and relax slowly. It was always an adjustment, even for an experienced omega - something that made Damien more than a little proud.
“I always forget…how big you are,” Cali breathed, almost to himself. “Oh, you like that, huh? Hearing about how big you are? How your knot just…splits me open?” He giggled a little as Damien’s scent thickened, an involuntary response that betrayed just how vulnerable he was to praise. “Give it to me, Alpha, fill me up…” He rolled his hips up, squeezing around Damien, and was rewarded with a harsh snap of the alpha’s hips in return.
It didn’t take long for Damien to get close. He rutted fiercely into Cali as the omega sucked a bruise into his scent gland, whispering filth in his ear as he felt his knot swell inside him.
“Good Alpha,” Cali cooed as he felt the end nearing, “C’mon, fill me up…you’re doing so well, I’m close, just need your knot to…”
He didn’t manage to finish the thought before Damien was coming from the praise alone. Three short thrusts and he was gone, pumping Cali full and pushing him over the edge as well. His knot filled out as he came, locking Cali onto his cock and bruising his insides a little as it tested his limits - but it fit, as it always did. Cali was made for it, he thought hazily. Made for him.
They continued this way for another hour, one orgasm bleeding into the next as Damien chased his release. He’d lost the fight this time, falling under Cali’s spell and coming on command as the omega set the pace. Neither of them minded the arrangement, though, Cali enjoying the rush of control and Damien basking in the praise and permission to let go of his usual dominant persona.
It was just after his third or fourth release that Cali decided to give Damien a “break,” pushing at his chest and rolling them over. Damien let out a slow breath as Cali began to ride him. He took the opportunity to let his hands wander, squeezing Cali’s ass and then moving higher to trace the trail of marks he’d left on his pale skin. A gentle touch to Cali’s nipple rewarded him with a low moan, so he continued, playing with his chest til moans turned to half-pained sighs, even as he pressed into the touch.
“No qualms about starting without me, I see.”
Raj’s voice made Cali jump, clamping down around Damien and making him groan.
“Welcome home.” Cali smirked a little as he took Raj in: the familiar streak of grey in jet black hair, perfectly groomed beard, sharp golden eyes…and the impeccable suit a little askew, tie half-undone, pants straining. Even the most put together executive could be laid low by his rut, and Cali had no doubt that the image of a fucked-out omega riding his husband was only making Raj’s situation that much worse.
“How much have I missed?”
“Too much,” Cali said, rolling his hips and steadying himself on Damien’s chest when he pushed up into him lazily.
“You’ll have to get me caught up,” Raj said, removing his suit jacket and tie and making quick work of the buttons on his shirt. He stepped up to the bed as he stripped and Cali reached for his belt, undoing it with practiced ease.
“Why don’t I show you what D did for me when I got in?” He asked, pulling Raj’s half-hard length out and pumping his hand up and down slowly.
“Go on then.”
Raj’s voice was steady but his eyes betrayed him, pupils dilating as he watched Cali press a kiss to the head of his cock. Cali took him easily, head bobbing as they locked eyes. It was a much more impressive feat for Cali than it had been for Damien, who had only had to take an omega’s much smaller length, but Cali handled it just as smoothly. Raj rested his hand lightly on the back of his head, applying pressure when he reached the base and silently ordering him to stay there.
Damien gripped Cali by the hips as he watched them, something about Cali’s hollowed cheeks and Raj’s casual dominance pushing him toward an early release. Raj ignored him, intent on fucking Cali’s mouth to make up for all he’d missed. The slow, sharp thrusts seemed to command Cali’s movements on Damien’s cock as well, hips stuttering and cunt pulsing in time with Raj. Damien groaned, laying back on the bed and giving up on setting the pace as he watched his mate claim the same omega he had on his own knot.
After a few moments Damien heard Cali moan around Raj’s cock. The feeling of being taken at both ends made him tighten around Damien’s length, his own small, spent dick twitching as he reached down to jerk himself off in a show that had both alphas groaning. Damien thrust up into Cali, waiting until he finally caught Raj’s eye to speed up; they moved in sync, using Cali’s body like a toy until Raj went still, holding Cali down on his cock until his cum had slipped down his throat. Cali choked a little, fucking into his own hand as he came; the image of the two men pushed Damien over the edge, his cock pulsing and pumping Cali full for the fifth time that night.
“Hello, my love,” Raj said, leaning in to kiss his husband once they’d all caught their breath.
“Took you long enough,” Damien grumbled.
“Not that you’re complaining?” Raj shot back, eyeing the messy nest that Cali had managed to piece together while he and Damien “played.”
“No, but I could use some help with your husband,” Cali said smoothly, easing any sign of tension out of the room. “He’s a bit of a brat.”
“Is that so?” Raj raised an eyebrow as he stepped out of his pants, coming to kneel beside them on the bed.
“Mmm. He’s spoiled,” Cali said, “He must’ve come five times since he knotted me.”
“And here I thought I’d taught you some discipline.” Raj shook his head, resting his hand on Damien’s taut stomach as he leaned in to kiss him. “Are you still…” his hand slid lower, finding the place where Damien and Cali were joined.
“How long has he been like this?”
“A few hours,” Cali replied, shuddering as Raj traced a circle around the base of Damien’s cock, brushing against his stretched entrance. “No need to involve a doctor yet. And we both know he tends to be a bit…clingy.” He leaned down, pressing his chest to Damien’s and kissing him deeply as he rolled his hips, eliciting a low growl from the alpha trapped beneath him.
“Not clingy,” Damien gritted out. “‘S just…stamina.”
“Is this what you practice at the gym every day?” Raj asked dryly. “I don’t remember that lesson during our personal training sessions.”
Damien rolled his eyes. “We did plenty during those sessions.”
“Oh, I’m sure,” Cali snorted. “Maybe you can give me a demonstration later?”
“I believe you’re here to put on a show for us,” Raj shot back.
Cali had barely thought of a reply when the world tilted on its axis. His back hit the bed hard as Damien flipped them over, caging him in between his forearms.
“Oh I’m sorry, am I not giving you enough attention?” Cali teased.
“You two talk too much.”
“Why don’t you shut me up, then?”
Damien wasted no time, grinding into Cali and sucking at his scent gland when he threw his head back against the pillow. For a moment the only sounds in the room were his pants and Cali’s moans, punctuated by hard thrusts that shook the bed beneath them.
“Isn’t he beautiful?” Raj asked after a while, settling down next to Cali and petting his head soothingly. “I never expected to enjoy watching so much, but the way he moves…”
Cali nodded dumbly, biting his lip when Raj reached down to play with his already sore nipple, rolling it between his fingers and tugging sharply to make him seize up around Damien.
“The two of you together…I could watch you for hours. You move together so naturally, don’t you? You take him so well. I’m always amazed he doesn’t break you.”
Cali was taken by surprise when Damien came, the sudden rush of cum filling him and sending him into a short, premature orgasm himself.
“Was that…?” Raj asked quietly, and Cali nodded.
“Forgot what it was like when you watch,” Damien muttered, his face crimson. “Your…voice.”
“My voice.” Raj didn’t laugh, but he may as well have. “Does this mean it’s my turn, then, my love?” He sat up slowly, looking down expectantly, only to find Cali still full of the younger man’s knot.
“Stamina,” Cali noted ruefully.
“Would you like some help with that?” Raj asked, petting Damien’s side soothingly. It would seem Damien’s alpha was too proud to agree, but he managed to nod, spreading his knees a little as he knelt over Cali and forcing the omega’s legs open further.
The quiet click of a bottle was Cali’s only clue as to what was happening before Damien flinched, his hips bucking forward and sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through his core. Cali cried out, ears pinned back as he automatically tried to crawl away. Immediately, both Damien and Raj began to purr - feline instinct taking over to calm a panicking omega in the thick of mating. Cali forced himself to relax and saw Damien do the same, his thick golden tail lashing behind him.
“Settle,” Raj said, layering a commanding resonance over the word, and Damien went still.
The room was quiet as Raj began to work Damien open, gripping the supple flesh of his ass appreciatively with one hand while he slowly slid a finger past the tight ring of muscle. It was rare that an alpha would allow this at all, let alone one in rut, but their trust transcended biology - and Damien was desperate, welcoming the command of a more experienced alpha if it promised him relief.
Cali wished he could see what was happening above him. All he could see was Raj’s face, brow furrowed in concentration, visible over Damien’s shoulder as he knelt behind him. He watched as Raj’s eyes darkened, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he did something that made Damien moan.
Somehow Raj’s touch had made Damien even harder. His knot ached. Every brush of Raj’s fingertips against that terrible, wonderful spot deep inside him only intensified it, making him snap his hips forward and drive himself deeper into the relief he found in the warm, velvet grasp of Cali’s cunt. He hated how badly he wanted to be filled, even as he filled Cali; his alpha protested, somewhere deep in the back of his mind, but the scent and touch of both alpha and omega was beyond intoxicating.
“Need…more,” Damien growled, brow furrowed in concentration.
“This really is a young man’s problem,” Raj deadpanned. His lips twitched when Damien groaned, fucking himself back onto Raj’s fingers.
“It’s a bit of a cliche,” Cali mused, “Days and days stuck on a young alpha’s knot. He even looks like the star of some romance novel.” He brushed sweat-soaked curls from Damien’s face, capturing him in a sloppy kiss as he panted with exertion. “What is it, D, are you trying to lock your seed in me, make sure it takes? Fill me up with your kits and - ”
Damien growled, biting down on his neck. Cali mewled as he forced his knot further than he’d ever imagined it could go, stretching his aching cunt and grinding against the deepest, most sensitive spots inside him.
Sensing Cali’s impending release, Raj twisted his fingers inside Damien, pressing against his prostate and making him twitch inside the omega.
“Is that it, then? You can’t lose your knot until you’ve bred the little omega like a good alpha?” He was mocking him, but there was a touch of fondness in his voice - silly boy, he seemed to say, so lost in your rut you can’t do anything without us.
Damien whined, nodding, and Cali almost laughed.
“Do it, then, fill me up.” Cali’s hand drifted down to his stomach, ghosting over the faint outline of Damien’s cock where it had already filled him to the brim. “Fill me up, sweetheart, one more time.” He wrapped his arm around Damien’s neck, resting his wrist on the scent gland on one side of his throat and letting their scents mingle. Damien’s eyes fluttered closed as he breathed. “That’s it. We’ve got you. Breed me now, Damien, please. I can’t wait any longer. I want you.”
Another burst of sweet, submissive scent was all it took. Damien rutted into Cali, shuddering from overstimulation as Raj continued to fuck him on his fingers, spreading him open with his free hand and pressing kisses to the smooth plane of his back as he pressed into the omega below. Cali let his legs fall open, focusing on breathing through it as Damien took what he so desperately needed from his sweetly pliant body.
“Yes, God, there, right there, so…you’re so close, we’re so close, don’t hold back,” Cali begged, though he wasn’t sure Damien heard him. He could feel it building, waves of pleasure wracking his slight frame. He’d lost track of how many times he’d come - how many times Damien had filled him - and he wasn’t sure he could again. But he needed it, needed that rush of heat and the sweet release that came after.
“Fuck - Raj, fuck, there,” Damien groaned suddenly. Raj’s movements sped up and in an instant it was over, Damien thrusting forward once more and freezing as he pumped Cali full, pulse after pulse of cum filling him and leaking out around his knot even before it began to soften.
Cali sobbed through it, his body shaking with relief as the endlessly building tension finally snapped. He clung to Damien as they rode it out together, breathing each other’s air as they peaked. He could tell that Raj was milking Damien even as he came down, his cock twitching inside Cali as he came until nothing was left.
Slowly Cali became aware of Raj’s hands on them, his soothing words and scent grounding him a little. Damien must have slid out of him at some point; he was empty now, leaking onto the blankets as he let out a pathetic little sound.
Raj shushed him, arranging Cali’s body so he laid between the two alphas and gently rubbing at one of the scent glands at the apex of his thighs.
“Sleep,” Raj murmured. “You did well.”
The next day was a blur. Cali let the alphas use him as they wished, pausing only to check their temperatures and do other uninteresting heatmate tasks. He hardly knew how he found himself caught between the two men, Damien holding him up as Raj took him from behind.
“You know, we’d be happy to accompany you on your next heat - even pay for the privilege.”
“That’s not…” Cali trailed off, the fine print of his heatmate licence going fuzzy as Raj lapped at his scent gland. His scent was thick and desperate, and not because he was trying. He never had to try with Raj.
“Would that help? Two alphas taking care of you, pumping you full?” A calculated roll of his hips had the omega whimpering from overstimulation. “It’s more than most omegas would dream of, but I think you’ve earned it. Hasn’t he, Damien?”
Damien hummed in agreement, reaching down to palm Cali’s aching dick as he kissed him. Cali panted into his mouth as Raj continued to fuck him slow and deep, his grip on Cali’s hips preventing him from speeding things up, try though he might.
Where Damien showered Cali with attention, teasing and leaving a trail of marks across his body, Raj possessed a singular focus during his ruts, and this time was no exception. The scent gland on the right of Cali’s throat was swollen from Raj’s attentions, his delicate scent blooming until an outsider might have thought he was in heat. It cut through the alphas’ darker notes, a hint of desperation amidst the heady smell of arousal and possessiveness.
“This is a different patch than usual,” Raj observed, his voice low in Cali’s ear. “Is it…”
Cali nodded, whining when Damien’s thumb swiped over the head of his cock, making him flinch.
“I thought you might…like it,” he murmured.
“Oh, you thought that, hmm? That I would like it? Not that you would like being claimed by two alphas at once?” He slid one hand up to Cali’s throat, rubbing his thumb over the gland on his left side even as he continued his ministrations on the right. “Greedy little thing…I think this is just as much for you as it is for us. But we can keep that our little secret.”
Damien drew back for a moment and Cali was vaguely aware of a look passing between him and his mate before Raj surged forward, knocking the breath out of Cali as he abandoned the languid pace he’d set and found the angle that would push them both over the edge. Cali gasped as he felt Raj’s mouth return to his scent gland, sucking hard before his fangs scraped across it. The thin patch barely dulled the sensation at all; it sent a violent shiver down Cali’s spine and he heard Raj let out something between a laugh and a growl as he saw how desperate the omega really was.
Cali was heartbeats from his release when Raj finally bit down, sinking his teeth into his scent gland as he buried himself inside him. Cali’s back arched and his head tipped back onto Raj’s shoulder, the long, pale column of his neck fully exposed as he came.
The release seemed to go on forever. In the haze of pheromones he was hardly aware of anything but pleasure, of the sharp bright feeling where Raj held him in his teeth and the rhythmic movement where their bodies seemed to fuse - and then another point of pleasure-pain erupted as Damien bit down, leaving a twin imprint on the bare side of his neck. Cali realized through the fog that he himself had done this, had threaded his hands through Damien’s golden curls and guided him here as Raj claimed him. Perfect, gluttonous, overwhelming balance.
Just as Cali thought he might shake apart, Damien wrapped his arms around him, lying back on the bed and drawing him down with him. Somehow the three men found themselves arranged somewhat comfortably on their sides; Raj’s knot was locked inside Cali, his hand wrapped loosely around the omega’s throat as Damien pressed kisses to his face and traced soothing patterns on his hip. Cali let his eyes flutter closed, breathing deeply and allowing himself to be held together by the two alphas as he melted between them.
“He’s so pretty like this,” he heard Damien mutter, and he felt Raj’s laugh rumble against his back.
“Full of another alpha’s knot, you mean?”
“That’s not what I - ”
“I know. He is, though.”
“Take a picture if you want,” Cali murmured, rocking back against Raj and letting out a quiet sound as his knot rubbed against a sweet but painfully sore spot inside him. Damien shifted just enough to retrieve his phone from nearby and Cali smiled. “Just message me when you get off to it. It’s in my contract.”
“Is it, now?” Raj purred, thumb brushing over the spot where he’d bitten Cali. “Your generation and your phones…”
Cali tuned out as Raj and Damien bickered, only vaguely aware that it devolved into kissing while Raj jerked Damien off as Cali drifted off for a much-needed cat nap. There was something so comfortable here, even with the tension and chaos of a double rut, and for just a moment Cali allowed himself to bask in the domesticity of it all.
Cali frowned as he woke up, the early morning sun casting shifting patterns across his face as he blinked.
“Good morning, kitten.” Raj’s mildly sarcastic baritone made Cali shiver, which in turn made the alpha laugh. “You’re welcome to continue resting if you need to.”
“No, I’m up,” Cali said stubbornly, brow creasing further as he tried to locate Raj. “Come back to bed.”
“I am. I was just getting us breakfast.”
“What time is it?”
“Almost seven.”
The bed dipped slightly under Raj’s weight as he sat.
“I don’t eat breakfast,” Cali said, pushing himself up into an unsteady sitting position, ears flat against his head as he squinted against the sunlight.
“I know. Just a frappucino, yes?” A smile played at the corner of Raj’s lips as Cali swiped the offered cup from his hand.
“You’re a literal god,” Cali said after a full minute of silent sucking at the straw, his ears perking up. “I can go another ten hours if you need, now.”
“I think one more round will suffice.” Raj set aside his own drink - a short black coffee - and stood to undress.
“Where’s Damien?”
“Filming something at the gym. He usually leaves around five thirty.”
“He didn’t take the day off?”
“His rut broke toward the end of last night, and he’d already had so much time with you earlier, it only seemed fair we finish up on our own.”
“I was surprised you let us do that,” Cali admitted, taking another long sip of his drink. “I thought that you were sort of a…package deal? Something you said when I first started made it seem like…”
“You were correct,” Raj said, laying his shirt across the back of a chair. “The terms of engagement changed slightly this time. A testament to your professionalism and our trust in you, first and foremost,” he smiled when Cali sat up a little straighter, his tail fluffing up behind him “But I think we were also both able to admit that occasionally, in the midst of a…stressful biological episode…one’s alpha does desire absolute control. Regardless of any other factor or dynamic.”
The image of Raj milking Damien dry as the younger man fucked Cali flashed through both their minds, making Cali flush and bite back a giggle. The Alpha alpha, he’d thought when he first met Raj, and nothing had ever disproven his theory.
“He did seem to enjoy our…playtime,” Cali said with feigned nonchalance.
“And you?”
“It was fun. Very fun,” Cali said, shifting closer to the edge of the bed and sitting on his heels, arching his back a bit as he shook off the last of his sleep. “Would you like me to tell you all about it?” He cocked his head, holding Raj’s gaze as he wrapped his lips around his straw and took another sip. A cheap trick, and they both knew it.
Raj had finished undressing, his clothes neatly set aside, and it was clear as he approached the bed that his rut was far from over.
“No. While I do enjoy watching when I can, I don’t need to play games the way my mate does. There’s no need to bait me or make me jealous.”
Cali set aside his cup and Raj reached out to grip his jaw lightly. He raised his chin, smirking a little and desperately hoping that Raj would wipe the smug look off his face.
“I don’t need games,” Raj repeated slowly, swiping a drop of Cali’s drink from his plush bottom lip with his thumb, “But I can appreciate fantasy. I think you can as well.” His eyes lingered on the bite-proof patch that Cali had worn the night before. “And I think we have one in common, no?”
“You want to claim your mate.” Cali took Raj in hand, pumping him to full hardness and pressing a kiss to the head. “Take me, then.”
He expected Raj to take his mouth first - something he always enjoyed as a warm up of sorts - but the older man had other plans. He manhandled Cali with alarming efficiency, flipping him over and sliding his cock along the cleft of his ass. Cali bit his lip, grinding against Raj and letting out an approving purr when he dug his fingers into the flesh of his ass.
“It is good, having an omega present so sweetly for me,” Raj murmured. “This is what you were made for, isn’t it?”
Cali nodded, pushing back, trying his best to make Raj’s cock slide into him but finding Raj’s iron grip impossible to fight.
“Patience.” His voice was rough with arousal.
Cali shuddered as Raj teased his entrance, slipping the head of his cock inside so it caught on the tight muscle and staying there as if daring him to try and fuck himself on it. Cali, sensing what Raj needed, went perfectly still.
Finally, finally he slid home, his cock dragging against Cali’s walls and making him shiver with anticipation. Raj’s knot was already forming and he pushed it past the resistance at Cali’s entrance with one brutal thrust, pressing a kiss of apology to his shoulder before returning to the fantasy.
“Good. I’m going to take you now, claim you…” his lips brushed against Cali’s already-bruised scent gland, making him whimper “...breed you full until I’m finished. And you’ll stay just like this, taking my knot exactly as you should.”
Raj’s hand slid down Cali’s spine, pressing at the small of his back til it dropped into a perfect arch, then wrapping his fist loosely around the base of his tail.
“...you would like that too, no? You're a wild little thing, especially with Damien” - Cali felt his heart race a little at the mention of Raj’s mate, a seeming taboo despite the fact that he'd technically given his blessing for this ‘indiscretion’ - “But I think you want to be tamed, to let me plant my seed here…” He tugged lightly on Cali’s tail and slid his free hand around his waist to cover his stomach, making Cali moan. “...and be kept like a pet. Isn't that right?”
Cali whimpered a little as Raj tugged at his tail again, nodding emphatically as he pressed back onto the older man's knot.
“Yes, God, please…”
Raj leaned down to lick a broad stripe over Cali’s bruised scent gland and he let out a wounded sound, too far gone to feel properly embarrassed about how pitiful he must seem. It should be embarrassing, especially when he was usually the one in control, putting on a show and letting alphas think they had him in their thrall like this; but Raj forced the real thing from him easily, broke down his defenses and took him in the way every alpha wanted to believe they could.
“You want to be claimed, to be owned…see what a sweet, pliant little thing you are in the right hands?”
Cali couldn't do much more than nod again, tears forming at the corners of his eyes as Raj massaged the base of his tail, his hand slipping lower to spread him open.
“I wonder, would you let me take you here, now that I've claimed you?”
It was a risk, and Cali could sense that this was a real question, despite being seamlessly incorporated into the script of this little fantasy. Much like Damien and Raj were never to be serviced separately, one place on his body was off limits to clients. But here they were, the two alone, and Raj’s unerring adherence to the “rules” and limits of his partners made Cali feel safer than he had with anyone, client or no. Cali deepened the arch of his back, moaning as Raj dug his fingers into the flesh of his ass and spread him open, exposing him completely.
“T…take it,” he murmured, “Take me. Just…don't tell anyone.”
A moment of silence as the reality of what Cali was offering - something far off the menu, beyond the professional limits of his contract - sunk in. And then the click of a bottle cap, and something slick pouring onto his tightly furled hole. He shuddered as the cold lubricant touched him, but Raj quickly soothed him, pressing the pad of his thumb to his entrance and rolling his hips forward so a burst of pleasure rocked Cali’s core, making him seize a little and then loosen.
“Good boy,” Raj murmured as he massaged around Cali’s hole, barely even attempting to enter. “You're tight,” as one finger finally pressed more insistently, “have you ever…”
Cali shook his head. “By myself, once, but I've never really…I mean it didn't…feel like anything, so…”
“Does it feel like something now?”
Raj's finger breached him as he said it and Cali moaned, a deep sound that faded to a purr as his brain short circuited. Something about the feeling of being taken twice, filled in both places, was so intense that what had never appealed before felt suddenly urgent.
“Yes,” he managed to say, “Yes it feels so good, please Alpha, take me…” He would be embarrassed later, would wonder what on Earth had possessed him to beg like an omega in a cheap porno in earnest. But right now all that mattered was Raj; Raj's knot in his cunt, his hand spreading him so he was perfectly laid bare for him, his fingers working his ass open and touching him where he'd never been touched before.
Raj growled, pushing his fingers deep and pulling his hips back til his knot caught on Cali's entrance, making him keen.
“This is our little secret, then, that you let me claim you, take you how your other alphas never could.”
A thrust in, then, with his cock and his fingers, and Cali sobbed.
“Yes! God please don't stop, Raj, it feels so good, I've never…”
“You are desperate for it, aren't you?” Raj said, punctuating his observation with another sharp thrust. “Should I be flattered, or do you tell them all that they're the first to take you like this?”
Cali pressed his face into the pillow, clenching down around Raj.
“No, you're not lying. God, you're tight.” That last sentence was honest, his impeccable control slipping a little as he scissored his fingers in Cali’s ass. “One day I'd like to knot you here, just to show you who you belong to.”
Just the thought of it nearly made Cali black out, two of Raj's fingers making him feel full to bursting there even as his cock split his pussy open. It would never fit, but the fantasy of it…he fucked himself back into Raj's hand, losing himself in the picture he painted.
“Gonna come,” Cali whimpered, both holes fluttering as Raj fucked him relentlessly. “I can't go much longer, I'm so full…”
“I'm nearly finished,” Raj reassured him, leaning down to press his chest to Cali’s back and lathe his tongue over his scent gland. “You're doing so well. Just let me take what I need.”
Cali nodded vigorously, letting himself go limp beneath Raj as he began to pound into him, chasing his high without consideration for the needs of the omega beneath him - which was exactly what Cali needed in this moment. To be taken without pause, to have pleasure forced on him while he did nothing but accept it. He gave up on censoring himself, crying and moaning as Raj’s cock battered the deepest, most sensitive places, sending shockwaves through his core. Finally he felt Raj bury himself deep, pushing in and freezing as he unloaded inside him.
Cali broke then, one last orgasm washing over him and making him bear down around Raj’s knot and fingers, milking every drop of cum from Raj as he rocked against him. He was distantly aware of teeth scraping over his scent gland, of Raj's scent thickening possessively as instinct took over, and then of their purrs filling the silence as they basked in the total satisfaction of a completed rut. Raj stayed inside him for a while, even as his knot disappeared, keeping him full of his cum as they laid together.
“Could I interest you in brunch?” He asked after an interminable amount of time had passed.
The polite interest in his tone made Cali laugh out loud.
“Let me use your giant rich person bathtub first.”
“Of course.”
As it often did with them, the conversation over brunch soon turned to the complexities of life as an alpha or omega. Cali found Damien and Raj’s dynamic fascinating, and Raj was equally interested in his experiences as an unmated omega. As a heatmate and the CEO of the company that produced the medical gear the profession relied upon, respectively, the two men had much to offer each other in terms of perspective on the issue.
“Despite what some might say, biology is far from the most influential element in a relationship,” Raj mused. “Damien and I balance each other in the ways that matter. But biology also can’t be discounted, and our years together have left me questioning the biological essentialists’ claims about secondary sex.”
“Oh?” Cali cocked his head, taking another bite as he listened intently.
“Our ruts fell into sync remarkably quickly after we moved in together - something which I’ve only seen studied in traditional omega/alpha pairs. And my own ruts are much more…intense, with him around.”
Raj paused, and Cali thought he might have detected a slight blush.
“I assume you don’t mean in an antagonized way?” He prompted. He knew from both firsthand experience and any number of stereotypical media portrayals that many alphas were set off by each other’s ruts, devolving into aggressive posturing and occasionally physical fights if no one stepped in.
“Not at all. His pheromones are…intoxicating. I doubt our time together would last nearly as long if I wasn’t sharing you with him.”
“Well I’m certainly thankful for that, then.” Cali laughed when Raj raised an eyebrow at him. “You’re some of my favorite clients.”
“I’m sure you say that to all the alphas,” Raj deadpanned.
“I do. But I don’t always mean it.”
A warmth lingered in the air between them as they finished their meal, chatting idly.
When they had finished Raj insisted on dropping Cali off at home, stepping out of the car to hold the door to his building for him - ever the gentleman. As Cali stepped past him he felt an odd shift, pausing in the doorway to look up at Raj and finding himself caught in his steady gaze. He had just opened his mouth to say goodbye when Raj leaned down, pressing his lips to Cali’s in what was probably the chastest exchange the two had ever had. It took Cali’s breath away regardless. His ears tipped forward, tail wrapping around Raj’s wrist as his hand came to rest on his waist.
“We’ll see you again in six months, then,” Raj said as he straightened up.
“Uh - yes, it’s on my calendar.” Cali blinked up at him, suddenly off-kilter in a way he hadn’t been in years.
“Goodbye, Cali.” Raj stepped back to let Cali enter the building, clearly fighting back a smile as he nearly tripped over himself on the way in.
“Bye,” Cali managed as the door closed.
“Is that part of the VIP package?” Kai drawled from across the lobby.
“Fuck, you scared me.” Cali whipped around to find his roommate watching him with an unimpressed air. “You didn’t see that, by the way.”
Kai’s eyes narrowed, tail swishing behind him as he seemed to calculate whether or not to let the issue drop. A quick sniff told him to back off, though, a note of distress souring Cali’s otherwise sweet scent.
“I was just on my way to that new cafe, need some help bringing your stuff up?”
“I’ve got it.”
Kai nodded after a moment, pressing the button to call the elevator for Cali before leaving.
The ride up was blissfully uninterrupted. Cali made a beeline for his room upon returning to the apartment, only pausing for a moment to consider a shower before opting to fall onto his bed. The room smelled strongly of omega; his sweet, clean scent filled every corner, even after three days away. But as he settled in amongst the plush pillows, it shifted - took on a deeper profile, notes of wood and earth wafting around him as he released a contented sigh. This happened on occasion; if an alpha scented you thoroughly enough, it followed you, released with your own scent until the temporary change to your scent glands faded.
It was possible to reverse the effects quickly. A shower and some neutralizing soap would make it nearly impossible to tell he’d just accompanied two alphas at the height of their ruts (at least to most; Kai would still be able to identify the foreign undertones, a side effect of years-long friendship). But Cali simply closed his eyes, grabbing the nearest pillow and pressing his face into it, letting himself go boneless as his scent intensified. He peeled off his patches and rubbed his neck along the pillow gently, wincing a little as the fabric grazed the bruises there.
The scent that lingered on it was a mix of all three men, heady and complex, traces of the pheromones the alphas had released to signal dominance just discernable. It wasn’t nearly enough to truly affect Cali. No mind-clouding “magic” urged him to submit, and his own pheromones weren’t triggered automatically the way they had been just a few hours ago. But he was a professional, and with a quiet sigh he deliberately gave in to the subtle yet insistent signals these chemicals were sending. An easy, mindless sense of release filled him as he drifted off to sleep, dreams filled with the gentle caresses of the alphas he had satisfied so thoroughly. And if that moment with Raj in the lobby, his lips pressed softly to Cali’s, replayed as he drifted off…well, he’d never tell.