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A sigh left Jinwoo's lips as he stared blankly up at his ceiling where he was sprawled out on his bed like a starfish. He was bored. Not only had he been banned from gates, but from cleaning the apartment. To be fair, Jinwoo had deep cleaned the apartment the first day he had been banned from entering any gates. The still newly minted S-rank couldn't believe that not only had Jinah banned him to his room, but Jinho had banned him from gates. Even worse, his Vice had managed to convince Woo Jinchul to deny him any access for the time being.
All because he had entered pre-heat.
Jinwoo thought it was crap. At least they didn't care that he was an omega, no, they cared that he could go into heat during a raid and trouble could happen. Also crap. But Jinwoo listened to Jinchul and Jinho. Though, Jinho managed to convince him mostly by crying. He sighed just remembering the tears and blabbering Jinho did when he scented the first signs of pre-heat and got worried.
If there was one thing Jinwoo realized he couldn't do, it was deny Jinho almost anything. The younger man had become his brother in all but blood now. He fell into the same category as Jinah, both he could hardly say no to.
And Jinah, lord his sister had practically bullied him that first day when he was deep cleaning the apartment in boredom. She had allowed it, but then made sure he knew that he was banned from even leaving the house much less his room once his heat set in. The brat even got his shadows on her side! He dared not to attempt to use Exchange, knowing that he would just get dragged back home.
Traitors, the lot of them.
With nothing to do as the end of his pre-heat approached, Jinwoo was just laying on his bed. At least the System had gotten the memo, seeing as the running had been removed to only the tasks he could do inside. Still boring. With another sigh that he made sure was as loud as he could make it annoy Jinah, Jinwoo lifted his hand to mess with the System. Specifically he opened the store to once again browse through it.
It was while he was browsing through the weapons that something caught his eye on the screen.
Sitting up Jinwoo looked at the new tab that had appeared. The addition of the tabs really came in handy when he wanted to find a specific set of items. And this one was new. Humming, he clicked on it only to flush red as his eyes widened, taking in the items displayed.
Heat aids were not one of the things Jinwoo thought the System would have, but that's exactly what he was looking at. Looking through the items had only made the flush darken. There was a lot. Contraceptives, as if Jinwoo would be having sex with anyone anytime soon. Jinwoo let out a shuttering breath as he bought a pack of the condoms, avoiding some of the mess that came with heats would be nice after all.
It was the rest of the available items that had the blush staying on Jinwoo's cheeks.
Dildos. The System Store had a variety of dildos.
Jinwoo glanced at them all quickly, grimacing as he noticed how the majority of the options didn't even look human shaped. With another grimace, Jinwoo swiped away the screen to get rid of the store. There was no way he was getting any dildos from the System. He had managed just fine without any heat aids before, this time would be no different.
What Jinwoo didn't take into account was his heats have never been considered normal. They were too irregular, too short, even the intensity was so low that Jinwoo had always assumed he was in a constant state of pre-heat each time it happened.
But now, his body wasn't frail and weak. He had enough money to keep Jinah and him fed better than they have in years. And even if he didn't realize it, Jinwoo actually felt safe, something that was somehow lacking in the safety of his own home.
This was his first heat since becoming a Player and leveling up to S-rank. Jinwoo's heat was going to be on a whole other level than what he was used to. And the System's store was going to come in handy when it hit him full force.
Jinwoo woke up sweating, his skin felt like it was on fire. And he was hard. He let out a weak moan as he shifted, nose scrunching up as he felt dampness on his ass. What? Forcing himself up, Jinwoo looked down, blinking at the wetness coating his pants and dampening the sheets below him.
"Gotta be fucking with me," Jinwoo groaned. Is this what a heat actually felt like? It was already horrible.
Trying ignore how his pants stuck to his skin, he reached for his phone and unlocked it when he saw he had a message. He snorted, it was from Jinah.
"You reek of heat so I went to spend the week with Song Yi, message me when your heat is over and the apartment is aired out. Some of your shadows are milling about to protect you." Jinwoo raised an eyebrow as he mumbled out her message. "What do you mean I reek?" Ugh, sisters.
Jinwoo sent a quick message to Jinho, warning him that he was going to be out for the week before turning off his phone and shutting it in the drawer of his end table. At least this way he wouldn't loose it because he knocked it off or tossed it somewhere. Flopping back on the bed, Jinwoo stared at the ceiling.
He honestly had no idea how long his heat was going to last, having not dealt with one this intense before. He sniffed himself, brows furrowing as stale blood reached his nose. It was mixed with the slick he was leaking. Jinwoo wondered why he smelt like stale blood. Omegas didn't smell like that. And Jinwoo honestly wasn't sure what his actual smell was since he covered it up. It had been bad enough to be the lowest E-rank, if any of the raid teams had known he was an omega, it could have turned bad. Especially when he ended up with lizards.
He'll ask Jinah after his heat was over. Jinwoo could leave his natural scent open for his sister to smell before he covered it back up before leaving the apartment.
A surge of heat rushed through Jinwoo, causing him to grunt. Damn it. Rolling onto his side, he shoved a hand down his pants to wrap around his cock. The touch had him bucking his hips, moaning into the pillow as he started to move his hand up and down, randomly tightening his grip with his movements. It didn't take long for Jinwoo to be panting wetly into his pillow, his hips bucking as he came, soiling his pants even more.
He grimaced as he pulled his hand out. He would definitely have to do laundry before Jinah returned. Jinwoo wiped the cum off his hand, rolling onto his back again to shove his pants and underwear off. They peeled off like he had gotten covered in dungeon slime and then came out to it raining.
Gross.
He tossed the soiled clothes to the floor before moving to pull off his shirt. That was better. His skin was starting to feel sensitive to his clothes.
Laying there, once again staring at the ceiling, Jinwoo breathed. His body still thrummed with arousal. Cumming from his cock obviously wasn't going to cut it.
Biting his lip, Jinwoo reached for his end table with his clean hand and opened the drawer to pull out a pack of wipes and the condoms he had bought. He did his best to wipe the cum off, tossing the wipe into the trash he had moved next to his bed. Tearing off a condom, he ripped it open and rolled it over his cock. Jinwoo moaned at just the touch of his hand on his cock.
At least that was one mess he could avoid.
Jinwoo nibbled at his lip as he dragged his hand lower. If only he could end the heat with jerking off, unfortunately, Jinwoo knew better. Even without having normal heats, he did his research after he had presented, and had reread everything every year in case there was new research released. One of those things that stayed the same, was omegas needing to be fucked.
Jinwoo was not going to find some alpha, especially now as a new S-rank. The only ones that would be ideal would be another S-rank and he didn't know any of them on such a level.
Letting out a shaky breath, Jinwoo pulled his feet up, dropping his legs open once his knees were bent as he reached lower to brush against his entrance. His face flushed. Jinwoo had never actually touched himself there, the lack of lubricating during his heats, and just not being interested in taking the time to get off like. Not when jerking his cock was much quicker.
He panted, twitching as he pressed the tip of his finger against his opening, but not yet breeching. When Jinwoo finally slid his finger in, he did not expect the moan that ripped from his throat, hips rolling up into the penetration.
"Holy shit," He gasped, shaking just from that.
He worked his finger in and out, free hand gripping his pillow as he panted. It didn't take him long before he was sliding another finger in, rocking his hips into the feeling. "Fuck, fuck." Jinwoo hissed, pressing a third in with ease. He was releasing so much slick that it was making squelch noises with each thrust, his hand practically covered in the fluid as he thrust into himself.
His pace sped up, curling his fingers to press against his wall as Jinwoo got close. His wrist was starting to hurt from the angle and he couldn't reach as deep as he wanted, but it still didn't take long before he came. More slick gushed out of his hole, making Jinwoo winkle his nose.
Pulling his fingers out, Jinwoo separated his fingers to watch the thick fluid create strings between the digits before they broke. He reached for another wipe, cleaning his hand before pulling the condom off and tossing both in the trash. Jinwoo grabbed another condom to roll on his still hard cock. Having to change it each time he came was going to be a pain, but he'd rather avoid an excessive mess while he could still think about it.
A few hours later found Jinwoo on his front, hips raised as he thrust his fingers into his ass. He panted into his pillow, sweat coating his skin as he continued to fuck himself. He had managed to cum at least six times, but it wasn't enough. He just couldn't find a good angle to bury his fingers in himself. Letting out a weak moan, Jinwoo pulled his fingers out, letting his knees slid out until he was flat on his soiled sheets.
This wasn't working, his arm was getting tired from trying to fuck himself. Jinwoo blinked, remembering the System's Store. With an embarrassed groan, he pushed himself to his elbows, opening the screen in front of him to access it. He clicked on the heat aid tab that was still there. And browsed through the dildos, actually paying attention to what was available.
Jinwoo didn't want something weird. But he did want something that was long and thick enough. Maybe something that he didn't have to move himself. He selected a few options, one that looked human enough even if they were shaped different and had textures. Jinwoo bit his lip as he bought them.
To his delight and surprise, the dildos were in a packaging as if he had ordered from an actual heat aid store. Pushing himself up to his knees, he grabbed the smaller one and ripped the packaging open, grabbing a wipe to clean it. It may be new, but Jinwoo wasn't going to shove it up his ass straight out of the packaging. He had looked up heat aids before when he thought he would need them and they always said to clean the toy before and after use.
A wipe would have to do. He grabbed the other one, repeating the process so he didn't have to do so later. Setting the big one aside, Jinwoo grabbed the smaller one again. Small was an understatement. The dildo was longer than his own cock and much thicker, it had ridges along the length that would hopefully feel pleasurable. Jinwoo made sure to buy two that had a wide enough base that he could set on the bed.
Something he took advantage of now as he set it down, keeping his hand around it as he planted his other on the bed as he raised his hips to work his way onto it.
The wide head of the toy pressed against his opening, and Jinwoo grit his teeth, rolling his hips as he pushed down until it popped inside. "Shit," He grunted. The toy was definitely wider than his fingers. He stayed kneeling there, knees shaking as he forced himself to stay up. Once he felt ready, did Jinwoo start working himself down the toy. Soon enough, he was sitting fully on it.
Jinwoo was shaking, the toy feeling big inside him. Much bigger than his fingers.
He stayed sitting on the toy, feeling the weight of the plastic inside. Jinwoo wondered if an actual cock felt better than this. Taking a breath, he rolled his hips, gasping out a groan at the feeling. He kept rolling his hips, shifting the angle as he tried to press the toy against his prostate. It wasn't working very well, but Jinwoo kept the grinding up until he felt ready to start lifting his hips off the toy.
Oh, that was better. Jinwoo panted, drool trailing down his chin as he raised his hips and rolled them on the way down. The motion allowed him to hit his prostate this time, he kept it up. "Haaah," Jinwoo moaned, arms and legs shaking as he picked up the pace. It didn't take long before he was cumming again.
"Fuck, fuck." Using a toy was definitely different than his fingers.
Jinwoo ended up cumming on the toy two more times, his slick absolutely coating it as he pulled himself off to fall onto the bed. He groaned into the sheets, he had taken the condom off and didn't put another on, leaving him to lay in his spill. His room smelt of semen, slick, musk, and stale blood. Not the greatest smells but he couldn't be bothered to dig out a candle to try to overpower them.
His body let him rest for a few minutes before another surge of arousal rushed through his body. And another gush of slick left him. Jinwoo was so over his heat. It was still the first day and heats were apparently supposed to last a fucking week. Jinwoo didn't know if he'd survive this. How the hell did anyone survive this?
Ignoring the toy soaked in his slick, he reached over for the bigger one, this one was thankfully untextured but slightly longer and thicker. Jinwoo didn't move from where he still lay on the bed, only bothering to shift his hips up a bit as he reached back with the toy to work it in. Considering he had grabbed it close to the top, Jinwoo had to keep shifting his grip down as he shoved it in.
The angle wasn't the best to fuck himself with such a big toy, but Jinwoo wasn't willing to move. He just panted into the bed, moaning in exhaustion. Jinwoo didn't realize he had started to mumble, less so when a name slipped through his lips.
"Igris."
Jinwoo didn't notice when the air shifted as Igris came forth. The shadow knight standing beside the bed to stare down at him.
Igris stared down at Jinwoo, watching as his King failed to push the toy in more than half way before he let his arm drop. The knight let out a silent scoff. Without warning Jinwoo of his presence, Igris slammed hand over Jinwoo's shoulders, keeping his King pinned as he grabbed the base of the toy with his other hand.
"Wha—?" Jinwoo squeaked, barely managing to turn his head to catch sigh of black, shadowy armor before the toy was slammed into him. Jinwoo choked, body jolting at the force of the thrust. "Hah! I-Igris!" His hands gripped his sheets, a continuous flow of moans falling from his lips as Igris started thrusting the toy in at a fast pace.
The knight angled the toy, getting a muffled shout as he managed to hit Jinwoo's prostate. Igris kept it up, feeling as Jinwoo started to shake under his grip a he was pushed toward another orgasm. It took only a few more thrusts of the toy before Jinwoo was spilling on the sheets.
Igris took out the toy, eyeing the slick coated item with an air of distaste before dropping it on the floor. Letting up his grip, Igris dragged his hand down the sweat slick skin, down until he could rub a thumb in the dip below Jinwoo's waist.
Placing his hand on Jinwoo's ass, the shadows that surrounded Igris's form flickered in appreciation. His King was small, making him easy to manhandle and to surround him. Igris pressed his middle finger against his King's opening, feeling the slick still leaking out. Jinwoo was loose from that toy, his finger would have easily slid in if he had pushed. Igris didn't push, instead he grabbed at his King's hip, flipping the human onto his back so Igris could see him better.
Jinwoo blinked up at Igris, eyes wide as he took in the shadow knight. "Igris?"
Unable to speak, Igris climbed over his King, grabbing at those slim hips and lifting them until they rested on his thighs. Jinwoo made a noise in the back of his throat, the light flush on his cheeks darkening as he stared down at where they were touching. Igris waited, hands still on Jinwoo's skin as he let his King decide if this wa what he actually wanted.
Igris had no illusions that he had been called on purpose, not after appearing into the room to find his King like that, but if Jinwoo truly wanted his help, then he would give it.
Giving a subtle sniff of the air, Igris's eyes narrowed. Even as a shadow, he was fully capable of smelling the scents his King was covered in, of how those scents practically saturated the room. All of them could smell it. The scents weren't as powerful outside the closed room, but it had still put all of the shadows on edge, their guards up and ever watchful for any threat that could invade the apartment. But here, inside Jinwoo's den, the smell was even stronger.
If Igris had been a lesser shadow, a lesser being, he would have let his instincts get the better of him. But he wasn't, he had been powerful as a living being, and now he was the strongest shadow of his King's army. He was above letting his instincts take control unless he was sure his King wished it.
Jinwoo hadn't moved, still staring up at Igris with his mouth slightly parted. A blue glow took over the gray of Jinwoo's eyes, briefly reminding Igris of the aftermath of their fight, where he had bowed to his new King. Jinwoo's lips quirked into a slight smile as he raised his arms toward Igris, unable to reach him due to their position.
"Take good care of me."