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Shen Qingqiu stared at the innocuous herbs that were sitting on his table, wondering if he could magically force them into usefulness, rather than simply being herbs that would have no effect and no do as they are intended.
When he had been Shen Yuan, like most of the population on earth, he had been a Beta. A completely average, no special secondary sex traits, no special biological needs, no nothing. He was simply your average stallion novel enthusiast. And sure, he had been a red blooded heterosexual man with needs and wants, he had read his fair share of novels featuring mean, dominating Omega women using simpering Alpha men to get their pleasure. He had also read a number of other vanilla things between Betas. These were all normal things that he did as a normal Beta.
Imagine his surprise when he came into this world and quickly found out that, either through the system tampering with things or it simply being one of those plot holes he had spent so much time trying to fill or part of the original novel, that Airplane Shooting Through the Sky had intended to write, that he found himself as an Omega. Sure, one that had been taking herbs and had been suppressing himself for awhile so he did not need to deal with the social behavior, but there was no hiding the mouthful of sharp teeth, or how his nails grew out into talons that could rent flesh asunder if he did not carefully file them down to at least blunt points.
But it was fine. In all his work to unwittingly get Airplane bro’s book back to where he had wanted it, the Alpha and Omega thing had not really come up. And he had hoped that it would continue to never come up, because he already had such complicated feelings to deal with Luo Binghe, no need to bring in the fact that they were technically an Alpha and Omega pairing.
Shen Qingqiu stared at the herbs.
But it looked like it was going to come up now.
He should have known that it would have, Airplane bro and him got the same suppressing medicine from the same damned place after all, and Airplane bro had gone into heat not too long ago. Maybe it was just willful ignorance, maybe it was selfishness that hoped that it was just Shang Quighua who had gotten unlucky, even if now that he had put teeth to Mobei-jun’s neck that they were now officially a mated pair (and he was not jealous!). But, maybe he was just being foolish. Because the herbs were defunct, sabotaged by poor farming and poor weather and utterly useless. And his Omega biology had torn through the years of suppressants and he could practically feel his suppressed Omega side waking up like a bear from hibernation, and with it, a coming heat.
And maybe the idea of a coming heat would not be so bad, if the idea of suffering either a week locked in a room in utter misery both emotionally and physically, or suffering three days with Luo Binghe’s bad dual cultivation skills were not making the back of his neck break out in cold, itchy sweat. Which was worse? His body suffering from no sex, or his body suffering from bad sex? He tried to not wince at the remembered tenderness of their first joining, or the tenderness from past fumbled attempts after.
But even if he got a new supply of suppressing herbs (unlikely on such short notice, the population of Alphas and Omegas that used it was simply too low to warrant growing that much to begin with), he would still likely go into heat, or something like it. And as much as he shuddered at the thought of three days of continuous sex with his former student, the thought of six days in utter physical misery as his Omega side pretty much threw a fit that he was not trying to get pregnant, sounded much worse.
What to do, what to do…
“Shizun?”
Shen Qingqiu winced, but sighed as he looked up to see Luo Binghe poke his head into their shared room in the demon palace.
“Yes, Binghe?” He said, turning from the useless herbs to face him, “Did you finish getting everything sorted for Mobei-jun and Shang Qinghua?”
“Yes, they should have plenty of time to recover and have their after mating ritual,” Luo Binghe said, coming over to sit at his feet. Seeing the big puppy dog eyes, he tisked playfully and threaded his fingers through Luo Binghe’s hair, much to the strange, strange Alpha’s rumbling delight. But even the petting could not deter his student’s attention, and as Luo Binghe looked up at him, he had a sinking feeling he knew where his student’s mind was. “Will you go into heat, shizun?”
He really did not want to think about that, he fluffed up Luo Binghe’s hair to make the Alpha laugh instead. But this did not knock those pesky thoughts out of Luo Binghe’s head, instead he puffed out air to knock some errant curls out of his face, before giving Shen Qingqiu his lethal puppy dog eyes.
“I am worried, shizun, you were taking the compromised herbs too,” He said, and Shen Qingqiu knew that his concern was genuine. While he would not put it past Luo Binghe to be excited at the prospect of his heat, he knew his student enough to know that Luo Binghe was also worried about the absolutely horrific rainbow of medical problems that could arise from him coming off the herbs from being on them for so long. A heat would (hopefully) straighten him out, but if there had been any problem that had also been unwittingly suppressed with the herbs they would be coming forth soon.
“I am listening to Qian Coa Peak’s expert advice and I am monitoring my own health,” He said, and then ruffled Luo Binghe’s hair to make him sputter and laugh, as he did not like that worried, fretting look of his. When Luo Binghe managed to push his mane out of his face, Shen Qingqiu gave him a pout. “Do you think this teacher is so feeble and incapacitated that he cannot at least monitor his own health?”
Seeing the panic and Luo Binghe mentally trying to start backpeddling, Shen Qingqiu snorted before bending down to give the fretful little brat a kiss on the forehead, much to the brat’s delight. As much as he fought with his own feelings on the matter, he was fond of Luo Binghe. He was just too cute when he got like this! It was like trying not to coo over a puppy falling over itself in excitement!
“What will shizun do for his heat?” Luo Binghe asked.
“That… is something I am deciding…” Shen Qingqiu admitted. Because he was still stuck on either dealing with Luo Binghe’s horrible dual cultivation skills or suffering just shy of a week in physical torment.
“I can--” Luo Binghe started, clearly eager to put on a show about why he was the perfect Alpha to take care of him (as though he would even think of sleeping with any other man, let alone any other Alpha, though jokingly asking Liu Qingge just to watch him turn red was tempting), Shen Qingqiu reached over to gently bump his fan against Luo Binghe’s nose to quickly quiet him.
“No. My dear student, I--”
“But why not--”
“Because,” Shen Qingqiu said, hating the thread of Omega command that firmed his voice far more than he wanted and the small thrill of seeing Luo Binghe’s attention undividedly snap onto him. Ever eager to please, even without the whole Alpha and Omega dynamic, the first ounce of being commanded by an Omega that he viewed as his? He could probably melt Luo Binghe into a puddle. “In the throes of a heat, if I feel dissatisfied with your… performance, I may become violent.”
Violent as in trying to maul Luo Binghe with his talons or fangs, but he would rather never even entertain the thought of that happening or trying to picture it. Because Luo Binghe just might lay there and take it too, another thought that he would not entertain.
Luo Binghe looked hurt.
“Am I really that bad in bed?” Luo Binghe muttered dejectedly.
“Yes,” Shen Qingqiu said, not willing to fall victim to those puppy dog eyes. That led to dangerous things like getting lost in trying to assure Luo Binghe that he did not hate/dislike him because sex between them was not… ideal, no he was going to leave Luo Binghe for anyone else (especially not the wild suggestions that Luo Binghe would throw out if he was in a particularly vulnerable mood and at that point hiccup-sobbing), and then pity sex which… it was a vicious cycle, really!
But… cycles could be broken… skills could be improved.
Shen Qingqiu looked at his sad, sad student, looking glassy eyed as he sat at Shen Qingqiu’s feet and looked like the picture of an Alpha scorned by their Omega.
“But,” He said, trying to not snicker at how quickly Luo Binghe perked up. A puppy. His puppy, for better and for worse, “This one is your teacher, and thus, I can teach you on this matter too.”
Actually Shen Qingqiu had no idea how to improve Luo Binghe’s dual cultivation skills. He never thought that he would be sleeping with a man in his life, expecting to strap a sister or perhaps get through enough bottom surgery to use his own body. But here he was. Though he did suspect that if he asked for it, Luo Binghe would eagerly agree to be strapped… but that would have to be after this. Because it was for the best that they did this, if he taught Luo Binghe now, things would at least be better down the line.
… Hopefully.
Also he really did not want to maul Luo Binghe when his semi-feral Omega side came out and he would resort to violence to correct it and Luo Binghe, both eager to please and an Alpha, would happily accept it. He did not want that to happen, thus…
…This.
“Firstly, Binghe, foreplay,” Shen Qingqiu said, trying to act like his entire face was not red as he looked at a naked and eager looking Luo Binghe at his feet, beaming up at him. “While pheromones will keep me aroused and producing slick, your heavenly pillar is… you will still need to prepare me in the beginning..”
“Yes, shizun!” Luo Binghe chimed promptly, and Shen Qingqiu tried to not burn with arousal at how casually submissive he was. Those suppressants were really burning from his system. He needed to hurry this up and get it done.
“I assume that this doesn’t need to be explained too much?” Shen Qingqiu asked, threading fingers through Luo Binghe’s hair and pulling his head towards his crotch. Luo Binghe loudly and shamelessly inhaled, nose brushing along Shen Qingqiu inner thighs as his brat scented him. “But there is always room to improve. With this lesson, I will improve your technique here.”
He cupped the back of Luo Binghe’s head and guided him close, Luo Binghe’s nose bumping against his t-cock and a shiver of arousal tickling along his lower belly, feeling himself grow hot as he felt Luo Binghe’s hot breath against him. But before he could sloppily start licking, Shen Qingqiu tugged on his hair, bringing Luo Binghe’s blush dusted face upwards to look at him, giving his undivided attention.
“No, my student,” He scolded gently as the smell of Luo Binghe’s arousal started steadily getting thicker, a floral scent with a tantalizing spicy undernote that made Shen Qingqiu’s mouth water and want to shamelessly scent mark the so very eager to please Alpha kneeling before him. There was a foreign need that felt like pressure on the tops of his fangs, tucked within his gums, a need to sink his teeth into Luo Binghe’s neck and leave a claiming bite mark. “Today, we shall work on your technique.”
“Does my teacher not like when I put my mouth to him?” Luo Binghe asked, looking a little hurt.
“You simply lack the skill that many partners would provide you,” Shen Qingqiu amended gently.
In the original novel, there had been many-a scene where Luo Binghe had expertly reduced his wives into gushing, squirting messes from just his tongue. And because his dumbass had rendered the once proud stallion novel into a boy's love novel, his student had been a pristine virgin before their first, tumultuous time together. Luo Binghe did not have hundreds of wives to practice and master his dual cultivation technique on, so now he needed to fix that too. Why could Airplane bro not make his hero more sexually intuitive?! He really needed to punch that little hamster upside the head the next time they saw each other-- well, maybe just a light slap, if Airplane bro’s Omega side was out in full force and so was his, Shen Qingqiu did not need to start an Omega brawl. Still, that little asshole.
“Firstly, start out gentle, slow,” Shen Qingqiu said, rubbing his fingers against Luo Binghe’s scalp to soothe that hurt look and have his eager to please puppy soon preening underneath the attention. “Kiss around first, warm me up, start with smaller and gentler licks.”
Face dusted with a nice and deep blush, Luo Binghe practically purred as he started to pepper kisses along the inside of his thighs, gentle pressures of gentle lips against his sensitive skin that he quite enjoyed. Oooh yes, this was much better than Luo Binghe licking his t-dick like an over eager dog with a bone and then sucking on it hard and fast. Sure, he got a few rather violent and potent orgasms that way, but this was better, he liked this better. He let a pleased sigh tumble out of his chest as Luo Binghe peppered kisses all over his inner thighs, over his pubic mound and even his lower stomach and across the lines of his hips.
“Much better, my student, you are doing well,” Shin Qingqiu sighed happily. He finger combed Luo Binghe’s wild hair, listening to the happy Alpha rumble tumble out of his chest, like rocks falling down a mountain. “Now that I am warmed up, you may do more, but still remain gentle and slow.”
Calloused, scarred and talon tipped fingers landed on his thighs, giving them an appreciative squeeze that he also liked, before lust hazed eyes looked up at him for silent permission. He parted his legs, finger combing Luo Binghe’s hair lovingly, sucking in a breath as Luo Binghe’s lips pressed to the skin just underneath his belly, then slowly kissed downwards while keeping eye contact with him, lips dancing a trail down the soft and fine hairs of his treasure trail, before dipping down to press two slow kisses to his pubic mound, before his student’s lips brushed his t-dick. The feather light brush of pleasure that sparked in his lower belly made him sigh in bliss, momentarily taking a slightly firmer hold of Luo Binghe’s hair than he meant, but he just saw the Alpha’s body shudder. Oh, did his student like the thought of his hair being pulled? Something else to keep in mind after this. They could explore kinks after getting vanilla sex to an acceptable level.
Listening to him like the dutiful student that he was, Luo Binghe peppered light kisses and little kisses along his groin, pausing to dip to the sides or above to kiss and kitten lick his inner thighs, lower belly and the V of his hips, allowing his pleasure to simmer and pleasantly slowly rise. His skin gradually got hotter, his core starting to burn with pleasure. This was infinitely better than before.
A frustrated little whine made him look down, Luo Binghe’s hazy eyes empty of anything but pleasure but stubbornly locked onto his groin. It took a few moments of picking through his own lust hazy thoughts for him to realize that he must be wet by now and his poor Alpha was dying for a taste. He was dying for that tongue on his hole, so he parted his legs and tilted his hips up, sinking both hands into Luo Binghe’s hair and guiding him down, the Alpha letting out a low groan as his mouth was pressed against where Shen Qingqiu was wet and hot, before that soon to be clever and talented tongue dragged along his hole in a slow sweep, scooping up his arousal and sucking it into his mouth to let out a blissed out Alpha moan. That was a noise that Shen Qingqiu liked a lot, so he let his student slowly lick at his hole, allowing him to have a good taste, before pulling Luo Binghe’s head away. What a mess his student was, face red and mouth soaked in his wetness, scent absolutely saturated in Alpha lust and nearly sticking to the back of Shen Qingqiu’s throat from potency, and when he looked down, that rather impressive heavenly pillar was stiff as an actual heavenly sword and such an angry red that it might have turned purple soon.
“Luo Binghe?” He asked.
Luo Binghe let out a frustrated groan, licking at his mouth.
“Shall we move on?” He asked, rubbing his fingers through the thick mane of curly hair to rub at Luo Binghe’s scalp.
“Please?” Luo Binghe’s mewled.
“Let us move to the bed then,” He said.
Luo Binghe came along, clearly blissed out and unthinking, following his lead as he brought him over to the bed, following him and blanketing him when he laid down. He snorted as Luo Binghe buried his face into his neck and loudly and shamelessly scented him, though when lips brushed his scent gland, he gave a gentle nudge back.
“None of that until I say so, my student,” He teased, resisting cooing when Luo Binghe whined, “Now, I need you to focus and pay attention as I teach you to stretch me.”
It took rubbing Luo Binghe’s cheeks to make the Alpha surface from his lust to focus, but he did eventually get Luo Binghe’s attention, the dutiful Alpha snapping to attention when he parted his legs and hooked one over Luo Binghe’s shoulder, taking that scarred hand and guiding it between his legs.
“Rub the outside first, give me a moment to warm up,” He said, only having to sort of nudge Luo Binghe’s hand to do small circular motions before those sword calloused fingers were rubbing along the outside, rubbing his t-dick and labia, “Yes, just like that. Nice and slow, your callouses feel good in the moment, but we need to make it to that moment.”
Luo Binghe settled his head in the crook of his shoulder and neck, loudly and shamelessly scenting him as his fingers massaged the outside of him for a moment, those fingers getting soaked in his slickness, his pleasure dubbing and broiling in his lower belly. When he felt needy enough, he gently pushed that hand lower.
“You may start fingering me now. Slow and gentle, my student, start with one,” He panted, voice trembling with his growing lust, “Be careful with your claws.”
A finger pressed against his hole, rubbing against it for a moment, before slowly and gently easing inside of him. He breathed a little hard as his hole was stretched even around that single finger, throbbing around it as Luo Binghe let his finger rest inside for just a moment, before shallowly and gently pumping it in and out of his hole. He pressed his cheek against Luo Binghe’s forehead as he breathlessly kept instructing him. Slow. Gentle. Just like that, twist your wrist as you push in. Rub against the insides a little. Good boy. Such a very good boy. Add another finger. Gently now, gently. Yes, just like that, Go a little faster. Good boy. Good boy. Good boy.
Following his instructions beautifully, Luo Binghe got him up to three fingers with blissful ease, finally pulling his fingers out when instructed.
“Now use that slick to start slicking up your heavenly pillar,” Shen Qinqiu panted, moving away to get the jar of oil from the bedside, coming back to find Luo Binghe on his back and desperately tugging at his large and hard cock, fingers slick with his arousal, smearing his scent all over it. It pleased a dark and bestial part of his mind that he pinned as his awakening Omega side. Mine, mine, mine, it growled in a deep rumble. Hmm, maybe he was burning through the suppressants a little faster than normal. He needed to get moving then.
Coming over with the oil he lounged against Luo Binghe’s side, reaching over to pull his hands away from his cock and put the jar of oil into his hands instead.
“Slick up your heavenly pillar,” He instructed.
Luo Binghe swallowed but obeyed, opening the jar and dripping some of the contents on his heavenly pillar, putting it aside to take himself in both hands and stroke the oil all over, until his deep ruddy red cock was shiny and entirely slick. When desperate Alpha hands reached for him, he gently batted them away.
“When I am in heat, my dear student, I will expect you to present like a good Alpha,” He said, sitting up and facing him, “So, my dear student. Present.”
Luo Binghe’s pupils nearly consumed his irises as lust almost angrily throbbed through his scent, quickly moving to sit and face him, moving to kneel on the bed, spreading his knees wide, angling his hips up while putting his arms behind him to brace on his hands. Mmm, what a good Alpha, presenting so well for him, showing off the bulge of his strong thighs, the way his strong cock stood straight and proud and now weeping pearls of pre-cum at the ruddy head, the bulging twitches of his strong arms and shoulders as he held himself up.
Licking his fangs, mindless to all else, he shuffled himself forward to perch himself on those strong thighs, reaching down to take hold of that heavenly pillar and hold it steady as he lifted himself up, gently nudging it until he felt the head against his hole.
“Shizun,” Luo Binghe whined.
“Be a good Alpha and take it,” He rumbled, angling himself until he felt the head press hard against his hole and then start sinking onto it, and when his precious puppy did just that, sitting there whining and mewling plaintively as Shen Qingqiu sank further and further onto his cock, he leaned forward and kissed him to reward his Alpha for such good behavior.
Shen Qingqiu avoided Airplane bro’s pointed gaze as he sipped his tea.
“How could you not know that sex can push a heat forward?” He asked, fretful looking which was good. Had he been incredulous or judgemental, he would have smacked that hamster with his fan.
“I was a Beta before this!” He complained.
Airplane bro gave him a look.
Their Alphas (both freshly bonded and each wearing a scabbing bitemark on their necks) were quietly talking as they cooked in the kitchen. Dutifully taking care of them as the two flew high on the ‘honeymoon pheromones’ (as Airplane bro called it, apparently he had actually done a lot of research into Alphas and Omegas for the book), so the two would be dopey and flooded with serotonin for at least two weeks. When the claiming bite marks healed, they would apparently also form an exquisite scar, Shen Qingqiu had already heard the two excitedly talking about adjusting their outfits to show off their necks and thus their claiming marks. According to Airplane bro, an Alpha’s highest honor was surviving an Omega’s attention and getting that near ring of scar tissue.
Maybe Shen Qingqiu would feel less flustered and embarrassed about it had it been purposeful. But he had no idea that good sex could set off a near heat! Really! He had been Beta before this, why would he have cared about the health and little biological ticks of Omegas!? Maybe he should have cared sooner, because his little session of trying to train Luo Binghe to be a better top had set off his heat and in the throes of fucking himself wildly and enthusiastically on Luo Binghe’s heavenly pillar, he had leaned forward to clamp his teeth into Luo Binghe’s neck and claimed him. Luo Binghe had came as his teeth had sunk in and knotted the two of them together and had nutted inside of him for a seemingly solid minute as he had licked the wound. There had been no condom, so he had a planned visit to a skilled doctor soon to see if a pregnancy had resulted. While he had no doubt that kids would be part of their future, he was not eager too right now when he was just coming off suppressants because he was schooled in how many medical problems could result from just coming off the suppressants after so long, he could only guess what hell a pregnancy would cause right now.
He sighed, sipping his tea. Not to mention the after result of the three days of couplings. He still felt the ghost sensation of Luo Binghe’s heavenly pillar inside of him, but because it had been a heat, there was no bad ache, just a really good one that made him want to snap at the other Alpha-Omega pairing to get out so he could get back on that heavenly pillar to settle it. Based on the fact that the other two had been locked together for three days, and then had been scarce for another two, he wondered if after a heat that that was just normal. Or maybe finally having some good sex was just making him greedy and spoiled.
Snapping open his fan to fan himself, Shen Qingiqu gave a sideways glance through the open door into the kitchen, spying his puppy standing at the counter as he cooked with Mobei-Jun. He was smiling about something, but seemingly sensed eyes on him and turned to look at him. His Alpha, and there really no use denying that when the little brat held the scarring of his teeth, wearing it proudly and with his robes scandalously loose around his neck and shoulders so that the scar was absolutely visible. Shen Qingqiu was embarrassed how pleased the sight made him, embarrassed by the pleased and rumbling Omega purr that rattled out of him as he hid his face behind his fan.
Embarrassed by how badly he looked forward to having more lessons with Luo Binghe and how their bond would truly grow now.