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It’s in the middle of July and outrageously hot but Bangkok, Sion reasons, is a nice place. From what he can see. Which isn’t much, but he’s sure it’s a great city, though that’s admittedly not really the important thing here. 

(Next time he’ll pay closer attention. You know, for the prosperity of the fanbase and all that. Sorry, Thai Wishzens.)

Bangkok marks their final tour stop - they’re finally at the end of the damn tour. It’s been a long one. Wrangling the pups on the road between schedules is a mess no matter how much preparation is done beforehand, and while a part of him is sad it’s over, there’s also some genuine relief. It’s been months. There were long days, flights to Korea and back, endless preparations and contingencies. But now it’s summer and they’re tired and the tour is over. 

Which is good. Great, even, if not a little bittersweet.

Sion doesn’t have any regrets; the concert went well. They’ve never had a concert go poorly, or at least not super poorly, but he’s not going to stop counting his blessings so early on in his career. The kids were subdued from practicing their dances and learning their Thai phrases on repeat to the point their heads spun. So now they’re at the pool, valiantly trying to decompress. And they could definitely stand to decompress a little. 

“Hyung,” comes Riku’s voice. “I’m gonna be honest, the water’s fucking freezing.”

Sion cracks an eye open from where he’s lounged by the poolside - he’s been tying up some loose ends with management and needed a second away from the camera. Riku stands over him, soaking wet like a shaking cat in the bath. He is so, so cute. Sion blinks, already having to fight back an overly fond smile. 

“Is it?” Sion asks. “Is that why the babies are sitting out?” He’s talking about Sakuya and Yushi, who have their noses in their phones while everyone else is in the water. The two of them spent the last twenty minutes refusing to get in. 

That makes Riku grin. “You should see Ryo. He loves it.”

Sion sits up. “He really is a seal.”

It’s not that Sion doesn’t want to swim, it’s just that he’s tired and there’s a certain level of energy that the camera demands from them. He was hoping they could get away with not filming anything today, actually, but the social media noonas were insistent about it and Sion was too tired to talk back. He would’ve pushed back more if the pups were too tired to do anything, but Ryo had jumped in the pool before anyone could tell him not to. And so the cameras, much to Sion’s disdain, were turned on. But alas. Being the leader only gives him so much power, huh? 

The day has been long, the tour even longer, this entire summer feeling like it’s been stretching on for eons. They’re all exhausted and there’s never a time they’re not all exhausted. Sion knows he should be in there with them. He does. He’s just… 

Well. He’s exhausted too. He’s so tired that there’s no word to describe the feeling.

They’ve had a very, very long few months. Ryo’s presentation and all of the other bullshit that came with it has left him ragged - it’s left all of them ragged - and Sion is only making it harder on himself because of how conscious he is of everything. He’s not walking on eggshells anymore but he is cautious. Not just around Riku, but around everyone. And they can always tell when he’s being cautious, even when he really wishes his packmates were more oblivious. It makes his job harder when his kids can read him so well. Sion would really like to be the all-knowing leader type but in a codependent, hyper-empathetic pack like NCT Wish, such a thing is useless. 

So. 

“You should come in,” is what Riku says. He doesn’t seem to mind that Sion’s lost in his head, only reaching out a hand. Sion takes it on instinct. There’s a familiar mirth gleaming in Riku’s eyes. 

“Should I?” Sion smiles. He squeezes Riku’s hand. “Saku and Yushi aren’t.”

Riku sends a pointed look in the other two’s direction even though he was the one who very sternly told them not to come in. “They’re lame. Swim with me.”

So Sion listens. Riku jumps back in to rejoin Daeyoung paddling around the pool and Sion stretches out his shoulders - god, they’re sore - and takes off his shirt. Since his two-week rut those few months back, he’s put on some weight and muscle, and is all-around having very few qualms about his body appearing on camera these days. Though that’s mostly because of all the fucking time he has to spend in the gym. The company’s letting him look more like an alpha now. So he may as well show off what he has - it’s better than the malnourishment, that’s for sure.

Except:

“Hyung,” Sakuya comments, looking scandalized. He glances between him and the camera. 

Sion grins. It’s not like he’s known for being shy about his body. “Let me live.” His grin only grows when Sakuya bristles, as indignant as he always is about these kinds of things.

None of them have the energy to squabble anyway. Sion gives one last attempt at persuading the other two into joining him - which is, obviously, a lost cause - before he gets in the pool. Riku wasn’t lying when he said the water was freezing. That takes a considerable amount of wind out of Sion’s sails but he persists anyway because his mate is watching (and also his pups will bully him to death if he chickens out now). So he trudges on in.

Of course Sion can’t curse on camera, but he comes scarily close when he’s knee-deep. It’s almost alarming how cold it is, considering that they’re in Southeast Asia in the midst of summer, but it’s Ryo who swims up to him once the water’s up to Sion’s waist.

“Isn’t it nice, hyung?” Ryo grins. It’s one of his conniving grins, which never bodes well for anything.

“It’s fine,” Sion says, mildly apprehensive. And then he hisses when Ryo splashes water in his face, of course, because anyone could’ve seen that coming from a million miles away. 

Sion’s a bit too tired to play around right now but he’s extra aware of the cameras on him, so he indulges anyway. He follows Ryo around the pool, mostly just fond of the way the baby omega floats around and seems to be rather indifferent about what everyone else is up to. Daeyoung and Riku are chasing each other and giggling in that way they only ever are when Daeyoung really indulges in Riku’s teasing. It’s sweet. Sion has always been a little weak for when his mate giggles like that and right now is no different. Especially considering… erm. You know. Recent events.

Sion likes to pride himself on being a pretty decent leader. Not just in the idol sense, but for the pack. He knows that as far as pack alphas go he’s not all that bad at the job, and that only becomes more obvious once you notice the way everyone is always hanging off of him. Sion’s always the first person they go to no matter what problem arises; that’s something he’s worked hard for, having all of them trust him as much as they do. But after Ryo presented, he was the one who caused all those damn issues, and he’d be an idiot if he didn’t notice the way Daeyoung has been edging around him. The baby alpha has been tense since his fight with Yushi and while the rest of the pack seems more than eager to forget that any of that ever happened, Daeyoung has been… awkward.

Or at least more awkward than usual. Which is saying a lot.

Usually he and Daeyoung get along pretty well but there are times when it’s just… it’s a little difficult, maybe. They’re the only two Koreans in the group but also the only two alphas, and on top of that, their roles in the pack are extremely different. The both of them tend to be over protective on principle and that certainly doesn’t help when there’s issues among the members. But while Sion and Riku have had to make sure their bond is unbreakable as head alpha and omega, Daeyoung and Yushi have a little bit more freedom within the pack dynamics to do as they please. Yushi lets Daeyoung dote all he wants; Yushi indulges in the possessiveness, the growls, the posturing. And it’s not necessarily an issue that their beta lets Daeyoung dote, it’s just that Yushi gives in so easily where he usually refuses to give in for anyone else. So those two are settled. Almost scarily so. Which means where one goes the other follows, when one gets mad so does the other, when the baby alpha looks up to their leader so does his mate... 

That just makes things a little more complicated. Daeyoung is a developing alpha; he will take his pack alpha’s word as law. But that also means Daeyoung takes Sion’s failures much, much harder than anyone else does. 

That is just kind of a suffocating position to be in, or at least for most people it would be. Oh Sion works well under pressure but it’s something else entirely when an entire person’s dynamic development is up to you; let alone when it’s five people. 

That kind of pressure isn't really a simple thing to grapple with. Of course Daeyoung got hit the hardest by Sion and Yushi’s fight; a conflict between his mate and his pack leader is just asking for trouble. So even now, months later, there are still fragments of the argument that go unspoken. Sion needs to address it, he knows. He just doesn’t fucking know how. 

It’s good on paper that Daeyoung listens to him so intently. It is. Daeyoung wasn’t as young as the pups were when he joined, nor did he have established relationships like the rest of them did, which only made it more likely that he’d be much less obedient to a settled alpha like Sion. But Daeyoung is a good listener. Almost to a fault. He lets himself get pushed around by the other members and he never tells anyone “no” and that is a good thing, again, on paper. But in a lot of ways that makes Daeyoung the most soft-hearted and malleable of all of them, which can have disastrous consequences in a pack dynamic as compounded as theirs is - he looks up to Sion for everything. They are the only two alphas on top of that. All it takes is one major fuck up to disrupt the balance of everything. 

It echoes in Sion’s mind, even now. That day he knelt on the floor and bore his nape for his pack. Sion doesn’t even know how to guide an alpha like Daeyoung into having more self respect. He can’t forget Daeyoung’s trembling voice. It’s hard for him to hear things like that, one of their youngest crying: It feels like no one trusts me. Sion has done all he can to reassure him in the time since, but it still really stings. It still feels like he failed the one person who’s always done his best to follow in Sion’s footsteps. So grappling with this kind of guilt is… difficult. 

And it’s not an unfamiliar kind of guilt, not at all. But it still hurts all the same. 

For the most part Daeyoung has been acting normal around all of them - he’s still a good listener, still has chronic Good Boy Syndrome, still takes the hyungs’ teasing on like it doesn’t even bother him. But Sion has been in this industry long enough to know how to deal with petulant baby alphas and Daeyoung has been posturing a lot. Jaw clenched. Teeth glinting. He insists he’s fine, even to Yushi, though it’s obvious he’s not. Sion doesn’t care about the posturing because he highly doubts Daeyoung even knows he’s doing it, but he’s still pretty damn worried.

So another talk will be needed soon, probably. And hopefully it doesn’t even need to involve the whole pack. Sion’s not going to let the younger alpha simmer in this. This anger or whatever it is. He will deal with it soon. Just… not today. Not here. Not when they’re all so tired.

“Ahjussi, you look very contemplative,” Ryo says sagely.

Sion splashes him back. “Who’re you calling ahjussi.”

The pup giggles and Sion huffs out a sigh, willing the angst out of his mind. They’re all doing fine enough. He’s in a very lovely rooftop pool and he ought to enjoy it, after all, like the rest - er, most - of the pack is. So Sion floats in the water mindlessly, talking idly with his pup and letting the humidity of the night air wash over him. Riku and Daeyoung are still playing around and that’s nice, too - it’s good that Riku is as doting as he is, spreading his attention around all the kids. There is Ryo and Sakuya, of course, but Daeyoung and Yushi are both needy in their own ways and Sion doesn’t always have room on his plate to keep track of their needs as much as he keeps track of the pups’. But Riku always makes a point to indulge in their middle children. Thank god for him.

Though, as it turns out, maybe not. Because it’s his mate of all people who interrupts his peace. 

“Yah, Sionie hyung!” The omega calls across the pool. “We need to get Saku!”

While Sion is perfectly aware that being the leader of a rambunctious idol group like NCT Wish means he doesn’t get to rest all that much, he is kind of very offended that the love of his life is the one who has decided to torment him. Sion even considers ignoring him. Just the tiniest bit. 

But Riku has their maknae by the feet, of all things. Said maknae is hanging onto his chair for dear life. So Sion is left with no choice but to torment his poor, poor pup, because his mate says so.

Riku’s more stern this time. “Hyung!”

“I’m coming!” Sion yells back. And then he gets out of the damn pool.

The pack gathers fast. Like hyenas. By the time Sion has nudged Riku out of the way to grab onto Sakuya himself, Daeyoung is helping and neither of them actually pull very hard because Sakuya is a pup and they are both fully grown alphas. Sion knows he’s in the habit of annoying his babies but it’d be a lie if he didn’t say Riku’s enthusiasm wasn’t egging him on.

“Saku, listen to your dame and go in,” Sion shakes him while Daeyoung pulls half-heartedly at a leg. Riku’s standing to the side now and Sion can’t quite figure out whether his omega wants him to be forceful or not. So he lies: “the water is nice.”

Sakuya glares, admonished. “I know it’s not!”

Sion looks back at Daeyoung, who grins at him. “You should really go in,” Daeyoung says. “Everyone else has.” He doesn’t mention that Yushi hasn’t, but that’s because the hyungs give Yushi special treatment and if the pups complain about it they’ll get scruffed.

“You don’t wanna play together?” Sion coos. He tries to use his sire voice that Sakuya is only ever reactive to when he’s tired and especially baby-like, but it doesn’t hurt to try.

“I don’t wanna play with you,” is what his pup says before he slips away entirely. “You’re evil.”

It’s not like Sakuya gets very far. All he does is migrate to another chair and then give up the second Sion and Daeyoung have him surrounded - the combined threat of two alphas, apparently, is enough to get even the haughtiest of teenagers to crumple. It probably doesn’t help that Riku is encouraging them. All five of them, Sion included, take Riku’s word as law.

“After I eat,” the pup tries to bargain. “After I eat, I’ll go in.”

Sion grins. Their pup looks especially silly on camera now. “You promise?”

Sakuya pouts. “Yeah.”

So they let him eat. For now. Daeyoung and Riku are both relatively relaxed after the excitement of their scheme and Yushi dips a toe in the water before scowling and going to his alpha’s side, apparently jealous that Riku has all of his attention. Sakuya makes one last attempt to get away and the hyungs send Sion to be the one to drag him in. Sakuya makes the point to stick out his bottom lip but goes into the pool anyway. Ryo is on him immediately.

The baby omega looks overjoyed. “Swim with me!”

Sakuya sends one last pout back to the hyungs even as he lets himself be pulled away by his overly-enthusiastic best friend. “Fine.”

On the bright side, with the maknaes distracted, the rest of them get a brief moment of peace. It’s rarely just the four of them these days, after all. It’s nice and calm as Daeyoung hands out snacks and they all get their fill. Sion is told by production to put a shirt back on. Boo. 

“Durian?” Sion passes a snack to his mate and smiles when Riku takes it. “Don’t you like it?”

“Yeah,” Riku says unenthusiastically. He’s doing the thing where he puffs his cheeks out with a pout - it would come across as petulant if Sion didn’t know any better. He’s trying to do aegyo. “Hyung, it’ll make my breath stink.”

Sion grins. “It’s not the end of the world if your breath stinks.”

Riku frowns and digs his toes into Sion’s calf under the table. “We’ll see if you enjoy that later, alpha.”

All in all, it’s nice to sit and eat. They do plenty of that already but usually that involves working around Sakuya’s pickiness and Ryo’s food possessiveness which is exhausting even on a really good day. But Daeyoung keeps Yushi fed, laughing at him across the table as his boyfriend valiantly munches on some chocolates. Sion already knew both him and Daeyoung were a bit territorial as alphas but it’s a little funny that it’ll come across so blatantly on camera - which means most of this will inevitably get edited out.

“You’re not even gonna want to kiss me,” Riku pouts, migrating to his side. He has turned the camera towards Daeyoung and he actually looks crestfallen.

“I want to kiss you all the time,” Sion promises with a smile. And he drags his mate into a peck, durian breath and all. “See? That’s what mouthwash is for.”

Riku’s lips are in a flat line like he’s not quite convinced. But he doesn’t make a fuss again and that, in itself, is a win.

After their bellies are all full, they get back into the water to film some reels at their social manager’s request. Sakuya is a little miserable but he’s clinging onto Ryo’s back as their seal of an omega swims around and it’s not that bad at all. Yushi makes fun of him, of course - you look like a wet dog - but their pup just glares and says nothing. Yushi fakes a cough. And they do not mess with Yushi when he’s being haughty, so.

They get some more things filmed before finally getting out of the pool - videos, clips, the like. It takes some genuine work to get Ryo out of the water because he’s so fucking happy in there, and Sion has to be the one to tell him to get out and dry off because Riku is falling for his puppy dog eyes just as he always does. It’s like the pups know how weak their pack omega is towards them. Those baby cheeks of theirs are weapons of mass destruction.

“But hyung,” their youngest omega attempts. “Just a little-“

“You’re gonna catch a cold,” Sion towels his hair off. “Come on. We had a long day. Let’s get some rest.”

The cameras are finally turned off and they can all actually relax. Finally. Riku swaddles Sakuya in a towel and pulls him into the elevator to go up to their floor. The rest of them follow, Sion in the back to make sure there aren’t any stragglers - usually one of the maknaes gets distracted and tries to flee. Especially if there’s vending machines around. His kids are all snack addicts.

“I don’t wanna shower again,” Ryo pouts. Now that he’s out of the pool, he’s visibly exhausted. 

“You don’t have to,” Yushi says. “But then we’ll make fun of you on Weverse.”

Riku grabs Yushi and Sion grabs Ryo before a brawl can break out. The beta cackles, delighted with himself. Evil.

“Guys, get some sleep!” Sion reminds everyone when they get off at their floor and file off to their rooms. He doesn’t really ever ponder on whatever Yushi and Daeyoung get up to but he feels a reminder can’t hurt - and the pups, too, as they’re horrible at getting enough sleep. “We’re going to the airport early! Make sure you’re packed!”

“Yes, appa,” Sakuya deadpans. Ryo echoes him before closing the door shut behind the two of them. Daeyoung blushes when Sion sends a pointed look his way. Yushi has two hands wrapped around his bicep and pulls him forcefully into their room.

Sion tries: “Don’t get too-“

And Riku covers his mouth with his hand. “God, hyung, stop nagging. They’ll live.” So that’s that. 

By the time they get into their room, they’re dry. Mostly dry. They showered after the concert and Sion knows they need to take another one. Especially with the stink of chlorine and everything else. 

“Are you gonna shower, jagi?” Sion asks his mate as he holds the door open for him. Riku is visibly sleepy but he grins. 

“Not if you won’t join me.” He’s so coy and snarky and cute like this and Sion would be lying if he said there wasn’t a stir of something at the pit of his belly just from the teasing. Fuck, he’s weak.

So Sion pinches Riku on the hip as he passes by. Just to keep his brat in line, you know. “Don’t tempt me, princess.”

But even so, they end up in the shower together. It’s not even in the sexy way either. They’re both dead on their feet and it’s much easier to lean on each other instead of being worried about slipping and falling like they usually are after a day as long as today was. Cleaning themselves off after a concert is one thing, but they even swam and filmed a whole vlog too…

“A bath would be nice,” Riku hums as Sion dutifully scrubs down his back with a washcloth. “The pool was so cold.”

“If I let you take a bath, you’re gonna fall asleep in there,” Sion says. “Arms.” Riku holds his arms out and those get scrubbed next. “You wanted to make your nest, baby, we can’t sleep yet.”

Riku slumps over and it’s obvious even from behind that he’s pouting. “But hyung.”  He even pulls the aegyo again. 

“If you’re too sleepy to make the nest, then I’ll have to make it,” Sion reminds him. “Remember how pissed you were the last time I tried to make you a nest?”

It’s a fond memory but also an incredibly funny one. For one of Riku’s pre-heats he was too out of it to nest, so Sion tried his hand at it, and it was such a bad attempt that Riku snapped out of his misery and made a nest out of Sion’s entire wardrobe. Which was an utter terror to clean up but worth it, considering the last thing you want to mess with is an uncomfortable omega in heat. So Sion regrets nothing.

Riku only sighs. “You’re right. Alphas are so helpless.”

Sion wants to talk back but Riku’s not wrong about that, is he. So he says nothing. His omega prefers it when he keeps quiet about these kinds of things anyway.

They finish up their shower quickly. Or at least relatively quickly. Riku has a bit too much fun shampooing Sion’s hair and nosing at his nape but that’s only to be expected when you consider how long today has been. Sion bundles them both in towels and blow dries his mate’s hair before hauling his omega over his shoulder and into the bedroom.

“Hyung!” Riku screeches.

“I’m trying to get to bed on time,” he says. “This is the only way you listen to me.”

That’s a lie, but even so, Riku is well behaved after that. Sion only hangs back as Riku drags the blankets off of one bed and adds it to the other. He nests no matter where they go. They usually claim the bed closer to the door. They even bring an extra suitcase full of nesting stuff - it’s in Riku’s contract and everything, a non-negotiable. 

“You’re not gonna help me?” Riku asks it so petulantly. When it’s just the two of them he really likes to go all out on the aegyo and this time is no different. 

“Do you want me to help?” Sion asks. He sits down on the now-barren bed and just watches. “I thought I just made it harder to work.”

Riku purses his lips because they both know that’s the truth - the omega has complained about it a million times over, Sion interrupting him as he tries to make his nest. His cheeks puff out again and Sion is trying to be good, which is the only reason why he doesn’t take Riku into his arms and kiss him stupid. He doesn’t even complain when Riku empties his suitcase out and uses even his underwear to make the damn nest. Look at him, being such a good alpha. Though it takes some real restraint to keep still when Riku’s ass peeks out from his towel.

Sion inhales; exhales. Stop thinking with your knot, idiot…

“Are you thinking silly things again?” Riku catches him almost immediately. But he’s already done and that’s a lot faster than if Sion “helped.” The omega shucks his towel off before flopping in and it’s not even sexy, really, it’s just very, very cute. 

“I’m trying to be good for you,” Sion defends himself. But he smiles when Riku beckons him in. 

“Alpha,” he demands. Sion takes off his own towel and climbs in after him. He hovers, just so he can get a good look at his mate. Riku says more pointedly this time, “alpha, kiss me.”

It’s funny now to think back to what Riku was like even a few months ago, tip-toeing around him and over eager to please. Sion had known at the time that something was wrong, sure, but he didn’t understand just how different he was acting in comparison. Surely it wasn’t anything like Riku was. Riku, who is unwavering; Riku, who is the sweetest omega he’s ever met; Riku, who bosses around Sion all he pleases behind closed doors; his Riku.

(It’s hard for Sion to not be fond. His Riku is demanding and his Riku is coy and his Riku makes them a nest on every tour step and his Riku is fucking perfect.)

“You could say please,” Sion teases. He brushes their noses together. Riku doesn’t smell like durian anymore - he chugged a drink and now he just smells like tea and orange blossom and Sion’s shampoo. 

Sion doesn’t expect Riku to listen, but he does. “Please, hyungie.” Riku blinks up at him with wide eyes and he’s doing aegyo again because he’s more aware of his power than anyone else on this entire goddamn earth. 

Well, god. If he’s gonna be so fucking polite about it then of course Sion will indulge. 

“You’re cute,” Sion mutters, and then he kisses him. Riku is already eager, reaching up and meeting him halfway. It’s sweet. It’s so sweet. He’s so pretty like this, against the sheets and polite and demure and his.

“Hyung,” Riku purrs. He drags Sion down by the nape. He’s grinning. “Hyung, you taste good.”

Sion groans a little. “Don’t say that when I’m on top of you.”

But Riku just pulls him in closer. “Why not?”

It’s not that they haven’t been intimate over the past few months, it’s just that they have been… abstaining. Sometimes. Or most of the time. Half of it is from being on tour and the other half of it is because their cycles are insanely out of wack but it’s really because Sion’s a little scared that those fears from all those months ago will come back and scare Riku away for good. He’s been dealing with it pretty well but whenever they do anything more than make out, something in him starts feeling awfully skittish. Of course Riku noticed. Riku notices virtually everything about him and Sion would have to be genuinely stupid to think anything otherwise.

But Riku has been respecting his way of coping, he’s respected the distance and the abstinence (besides the times when they’re in their cycles and the sex is pretty much non-negotiable, that is). However, Maeda Riku is many things, but he isn’t especially patient. Or at least not when it comes to Sion. That’s the big difference in Riku when he’s with Sion versus their other groupmates - he can get so conniving, so demanding, so eager. The past few weeks he’s been pushing at Sion’s buttons more than usual, trying to get him to cave. And it hasn’t worked yet but it’s gotten close. 

It’s gotten really, really close, actually. 

But Sion just can’t seem to let himself give in - these days it’s even harder to let himself take what he wants, somehow, it’s even harder to be selfish. Sion’s been stuck in this place for a few months, having very little trust in himself as an alpha and as a mate. A part of him is intimidated by the faith Riku has in him. You know, how unshakeable it is. It’s not easy to forget what Riku said to him just those few months ago. I’ve always been scared of alphas, but I’ve never been scared of you.

Sion knows he should be proud to have that privilege but Riku was right in that their relationship didn’t really start off in an equal place. They were company-mandated. That’s a pressure that’s impossible to shake no matter how much Riku trusts him. It’s something he can’t quite swallow, something that haunts him every time Riku moans hyung, more, I want you, please.

Does Sion deserve that trust? He’s not quite sure. Not completely. 

They kiss and kiss and kiss and Sion tries to keep his hands respectful because he’s not going to tease Riku unless he plans on following through. Or at least he tries not to. His hands are polite on Riku’s bare hips, not even squeezing as their noses brush together. But Riku presses in closer. Sion’s soft cock has no choice but to rub into Riku’s groin and Sion, trying to keep up a stoney face, ignores the soft noise it elicits. 

“Baby,” Sion attempts to appease him. “We’ve had a long day. We need to rest for the airport…” He inhales when Riku’s hands cover his because even just that is a temptation. “Riku.”

“But alpha,” Riku breathes. His hands slide up Sion’s wrists, his arms, his biceps. They squeeze. They slide up his shoulders, hook around his nape. “Alpha, I want you.”

Sion isn’t dumb enough to be ignorant of the fact that he’s being seduced right now. And it’s working just a tiny, tiny bit. It’s not like Sion’s an especially horny guy, but constantly abstaining has worn on him just a smidge, even if only because he’s so used to indulging in Riku whenever his omega wants him to. But things are different now. Sion wants to be an alpha who can keep himself on a short leash and not give into every damn instinct. That’s the kind of alpha he needs to be. 

But that doesn’t mean Riku cares for Sion’s inner turmoil or anything, because if anything, he completely disregards it. Sion has to grit his teeth as Riku’s hip rubs against him, right against-

“We- we shouldn’t,” Sion groans a little and he’s only a hair away from giving in. “Riku.”

“Why?” Riku asks. He’s not demanding, but his tone gives no room for Sion to run. “Give me a real reason why you won’t fuck me, hyung.”

And, well. When he puts it like that, it almost sounds bad. Sion attempts to lean away but Riku is strong and there’s nowhere for him to go with the arms snug around his shoulders. Sion licks his lips. He avoids Riku’s eyes.

“Well. Um. We’ve had a long day, you know, so we should sleep early.” He closes his eyes when his cock grinds into Riku’s hip. He has to bite back a growl.

“Then what about when we get back home?” Riku’s voice is less teasing, much more firm. “Hyung, are you running away from me again?”

The way he says the word again is impossible to ignore, really, considering everything that’s happened to them and the group and with Ryo’s presentation and the fight with Yushi and all the fallout and- fuck. Sion is used to messes, okay? He’s perfectly capable of cleaning up any disaster, that’s why he’s their leader. But things are different when it comes to Riku. Sion’s rationale starts going out of wack; it drives him fucking crazy. Sion’s gaze meets Riku’s and his omega doesn’t look mad but there’s no way in hell he gets away now. Though that might be because they’re both perfectly aware exactly what Sion wants. They’re both perfectly aware that Sion wants him.

And hell, it’s not like nothing has changed over the past few months anyway. Sion has taken every talk of theirs to heart. Between schedules he’s been trying to spend as much time with Riku as he can, much more one-on-one than they used to. He’s tried taking him on dates. He’s tried putting a lot more work into their relationship instead of just letting codependence and desperation fuel it like it used to. He’s done everything he can to pay penance and get back to where they were before, if not in a better place entirely. That’s what Riku deserves, you know? That’s the kind of relationship Riku deserves to have and Sion knows that better than anyone. 

But it’s still- it’s hard not to be cautious. And even harder, it feels impossible to deny Riku of anything. Sion would give him anything he wanted, himself included. 

(And yet, he… he shouldn’t. Not yet. Or maybe he’s just being stupid. That’s also possible.)

“I’m not running away,” Sion says. He tries to mean it and fails, obviously. He licks his lips again as Riku blinks at him, slow like a cat who trusts him implicitly, and inch by inch his resolve is steadily crumbling. “I just- I don’t- it doesn’t feel like a good idea.”

That gets a proper reaction. Riku frowns. “But fucking in our cycles is the solution?”

Riku got him there. Sion wants to hiss. “It’s not that. I just- I don’t think I can- it’s not you.” He swallows down a lump in his throat. “Baby. I don’t want to hurt you…”

Sion doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t know what the right words are. Riku had a point when he said he didn’t have any real excuses. Even hiding behind the argument from September is fruitless because it’s been months and Riku has been nothing but loving and trusting. And Sion, in turn, has done nothing less than give his everything into earning his forgiveness. He knows he’s only prolonging the hurt. They’ve talked it out over and over and over and over and-

“But you’re my alpha. And I want you.” Riku’s voice is low like a whisper but there’s an edge to it that is firm, that is indisputable. “You’d never hurt me, hyung. You love me.”

Sion isn’t really a crier - he’s the opposite, actually - but it’s hard to not let a few tears go when Riku says that in that voice. Like he really, really believes it. They’ve had a long day full of performing and practicing and pup wrangling and Riku could find exhausted solace in anyone, and yet the one he chooses is Sion. Even now, even after everything.

Sion’s hand curls into a fist. “I do. I do love you, I just-” He startles a little when Riku leans in to nuzzle into his neck. “Baby, I could hurt you again-”

“You wouldn’t.” Riku’s voice is surprisingly firm. “Stop acting like you’re gonna spin out of control or something. It’s just me.” Riku’s fingers curl into his and squeeze him tightly, so reassuredly. “Hyung. You can be a whiny alpha. I like you like that.”

It’s stupid. Those words shouldn’t make Sion blush but of course they do. “I know. But my alpha is really… loud.” That’s putting it lightly. “I know I’m not forcing you to be with me. But I want to have more self control when we… you know.”

Sion has no fucking idea why he’s struggling to say the words when we have sex, because they’ve done far, far dirtier things than simply have sex. But everything about this is just kind of embarrassing, and even now he’s insecure about how needy his alpha is. He’s always been insecure about it, actually, but that’s because only Riku has been able to drag this neediness out of him before. Sion isn’t like that with anyone else. He’s never felt that way about anyone else. Which is kind of humiliating, actually.

But Riku doesn’t laugh or tease. If anything, his gaze is soft. “But I like it when you lose control on me. You always stop when I tell you to…” His hands squeeze Sion’s. “Alpha. Please. I need you.”

Should they talk? But they’ve already talked this out over and over again and it’s Sion who is still hesitating. It’s hard not to give in because of that. He thinks about what Riku said back in September: I want you now, not because of what we’ll be in the future, hyung. 

Sion swallows. God. “Riku…”

He’s helpless either way. Riku’s voice is low and he’s purring again, of all things, craning his head up as his teeth drag down Sion’s neck. The contact is warm, warm, warm. His voice feels like molten heat in Sion’s veins. “Hyung. My alpha. I love you. I want you…”

Sion groans because again, he’s being seduced. But the thing about Riku is that he’s rarely bad at anything, and that includes seduction. It’s hard to keep denying himself when he has a beautiful omega under him, begging for him. Sion’s voice is weak. “Riku.” He doesn’t know anything besides his omega’s name, the most important two syllables in the entire alphabet. 

“Hyung-nim. Need you. Please.” Riku’s mouth slides over his skin, to the crook of his neck. Fingers untangle from his and reach up to smear into the scent gland at his nape. “Hyungie, please, I need you so much.”

Sion’s cock betrays him, twitching to life, which doesn’t help anything. But Riku’s mouth, so soft and sweet, works its way over his throat. His fingers are working at his scent. He can smell his own arousal in the air. Fuck. 

“But- but I-” Sion is having a hard time focusing now because Riku’s rubbing his hip up against him, something wet already pressing into his skin. Sion has to squeeze his eyes shut. “Baby.”

“Stop thinking, alpha, and kiss me,” a voice says at his ear. “Please.”

Sion is helpless. He makes this little groaning sound and obliges when Riku’s mouth finds his and jesus, god help him, he’s already starving. Should he give in? Riku wants him to. But Oh Sion is a man of his principles and he shouldn’t give up just because his omega tastes so sweet and warm and like him, or-

“Riku,” Sion’s own purr rumbles. “My Riku. Baby.”

“Alpha.” It’s funny. Riku doesn’t often refer to him as ‘Alpha’ unless he’s in heat. But today he moans it. “Alpha, please.”

“I- you have to tell me if it’s too much.” Sion’s mouth slides down Riku’s chin, over his jaw, down his throat. He inhales his scent there and groans. “Riku, what do you do if you don’t like something? Do you want me to check in with you?”

He’s barely clinging onto rationality. Riku’s hands pull at him. “No. I’ll- I’ll s-safeword…”

Sion groans. “And if you can’t speak?”

Riku whines this time. “Then I-I’ll kick you in the balls! Hyung, just-” He moans. “I hate it when you do this, idiot, just touch me-”

Sion had no idea he was capable of being so weak to anyone, not even his own mate. But he groans and his hands wrap around Riku’s waist, squeezing and petting at the warm skin. He licks into his collarbone. Riku tastes like orange blossom, sweet and addicting. He tastes a little like espresso. He tastes like soap and Sion’s body wash. Fuck, that’s delicious. 

It doesn’t help that Riku, for as firm as he was, seems eager for more. Almost too eager. It’s not like they haven’t had sex since the Incident, but he’s way more reactive than usual, squirming and whining at every touch Sion presses into his skin. It’s kind of insane. He’s not normally like this, not even in heat. Sion kisses his mouth, his chin, his jaw, his throat, his-

“Hyung,” comes a whine. Riku won’t stop squirming for more. “Can we just- I’m already so wet-”

“No way,” Sion’s tone is hardly one of an alpha, more in awe than anything. But he mouths over Riku’s pecs, over his belly. He nips at the fat of his lower stomach. He laces their fingers together when Riku’s hand grabs for his. “I wanna take my time with you.”

Riku makes a wounded noise, which is fair. It’s not often that Sion teases him like this because he’s usually more than happy to give Riku whatever he wants, and on top of that it’s been months since they’ve really had proper sex outside of their cycles. But Sion’s enjoying this feeling of being super present in the moment - he doesn’t need to be desperate anymore. He wants to remember what each touch feels like when he wakes up in the morning.

“But alpha,” Riku tries again, his free hand tangling into Sion’s hair. “Alpha. I want you in me. Please.”

That makes Sion hiss a little. It’s hard not to give in when Riku asks so politely, but even then, he wants to keep the tempo slow. Sion spreads Riku’s thighs apart with two gentle hands and promises him: “Soon. Let your alpha take care of you.”

Riku doesn’t say anything as Sion keeps him spread and slowly makes his way down to his dripping sex, but Riku still won’t stop whining. It’s mostly kind of cute. It’s also a huge fucking turn-on. Sion licks at his clit, nice and slow, and Riku jolts. When Sion does it again, he moans. His thighs close around Sion’s head and so Sion uses both hands to keep them nice and spread. 

(Though that’s not to say he wouldn’t happily die being suffocated by his omega’s thick dancer thighs, not at all. So.)

“Good boy,” Sion praises into Riku’s pussy, definitely overeager but not rushing in the least. “Look at you, baby, you’re so wet. So good.”

Riku’s whines turn pitched as Sion works at him with his tongue. He’s torn between wanting to tell him how perfect he is and also wanting to eat him out until he’s crying. His need for the latter wins out, but that’s partially because Riku’s slick is so sweet. He smells so good here. Pure omega, pure and his.

“Hyung,” Riku’s hands are both twisting in Sion’s hair, and then he gasps when Sion moans into his skin. “Hyung.” He groans as Sion works and works and works at him. “That feels so- it’s so good…”

This isn’t the first time Sion’s eaten him out over the past few months, but this is the most he’s been determined to get him off like this. Outside of their cycles they’d help each other out every now and again to relieve stress from work, usually frotting or 69ing or what have you. It’s not like Riku is someone who’s hard to get off anyway. But it’s so much better when Sion can take his time taking him apart like he deserves - he wants to eat away at his omega until he’s begging.

Sion mouths and licks and sucks at him and it’s not long before Riku’s writhing again. Soon after, Sion has to take a breather. His fingers slide up Riku’s thigh, prodding into his soft hole. He takes two with ease. “Fuck. Baby, you’re so good. Such a good omega, aren’t you.” Sion’s breath is heavy for a multitude of reasons. “You’re such a good dame for our pups, too. My perfect mate.”

Riku’s eyes are locked on his. One hand curls into Sion’s hair and the other is twisted into the sheets of the nest. He looks so- he looks desperate like this. It’s been a very long time since Sion’s seen that wild look in Riku’s eyes. That usually only means things will get way more insane from here. Sion grins.

“Does it feel good, sweetheart? I wanna make you feel good. My perfect omega.” Sion’s voice is almost a coo, the tone Riku usually loves so much during sex. Riku whines through a nod. “Good. Perfect boy. You were so good with the pups today, baby. You’re such a good dame.”

Riku moans at the last part. That’s hardly surprising. They’ve never really explored a dame-sire thing during sex but Riku always gets extremely red when Sion says that kind of thing normally. It’s nice to know he’s so into it. Riku’s panting through his mouth, pushing his hips up back towards Sion’s mouth.

“Alpha…” Riku’s voice is delicate. “Alpha, more, please…”

Sion’s delighted. It’s rare for Riku to directly ask for this kind of thing. So he fucks his fingers in a little deeper, latches back onto him with his tongue.

“Baby,” Sion groans in a muffled voice. “Baby, come on, tell me how good it feels. Wanna make you come.”

Riku’s trembling and he only pulls on Sion’s hair as his head bobs up and down, eating him out enthusiastically. “Hyung, it feels so good. You’re so- god, alpha, I love it.” Riku whines when Sion licks up his slick. “Alpha, please, use me, it’s so good…”

Sion can’t help his groan. Of course his Riku would ask for such a thing even while being eaten out - he loves being used. A third finger sinks into his hole and Sion stretches him out. Riku clenches down on him with a moan.

“Hyung, please, more…” And when Sion gives him just that, thrusting harder into his sweet spot: “Alpha!”

He’s being even cuter than usual and Sion can’t act normal about it because he struggles with acting normal about Riku in general. He sucks on his clit while he fucks his fingers into his cunt slowly, deep enough to hit him right where it feels the best, and Riku moans all the while. His hips are shaking. He must be close.

“Are you close?” Sion pulls away just enough to ask. He smiles when Riku nods. “Good boy. Come on, come in hyung’s mouth.”

Riku’s whine is pitched. “Hyungie.” He jolts when Sion fucks his fingers into him even harder. “Yes, hyung, please, right there…”

“Right here?” Sion asks even though he already knows. Riku groans at the next thrust. Sion sucks at him again and he jolts. His hips won’t stop twitching.

“I’m so- hyung, ‘m close.” Riku moans and moans and moans, sounding wrecked and eager for more. “Alpha, it feels so good, love it when you touch me.”

Sion would like to do a lot more than just touch him, but now’s hardly the time to vocalize that. And so he focuses more on Riku’s clit, mouthing at it until it’s twitching. It’s so fucking cute. Riku’s hips are grinding against his mouth and Sion’s free hand drags him in ever closer by the hip. He groans when Riku grinds down even harder.

“Oh, I’m so- I’m gonna come,” Riku breathes through a whine. “Hyungie, more, please, I’m so close-”

Sion moans into Riku’s pussy and doubles down on his effort, fucking into him with three fingers and eating him out with an overeager mouth. Riku moans at every touch as Sion licks up his slick and sucks on his clit. He must be close.

“Please,” Riku begs. “Please, hyung, please-”

Sion’s throat growls. He digs his face even deeper into Riku’s cunt and inhales him. Riku chokes.

“I’m so- I’m gonna-” He moans. “Alpha-”

Sion’s fingers slam into him. Sion takes a breather and growls: “Baby, come on. Come for me.” 

It doesn’t work immediately but Riku’s chest heaves as his sweet spot is fingered into mush. He moans and moans and squirms and squirms and begs and begs. “Hyung, hyung, please, hyungie, please-”

“Good boy.” Sion’s voice is low, a growl. “Squirt for me, baby. Let me see.”

Riku’s face twists up into a moan but at least he listens. He whines loudly as his cunt squeezes down in a vice grip and every muscle in his body pulls taut. Sion has to stop himself from growling. But Riku’s release is visceral, crying out as he drips, drips, drips. 

“Fuck,” Sion has half the mind to properly fuck into him now, but honestly speaking, he wants to see more of this. His fingers don’t slow down as he fingers Riku through his orgasm and watches his face closely as it screws up again, as Riku claws at the sheets again.

“Hyung,” he moans. “Hyung, wait, don’t-”

“I know you can give me more than that,” Sion tells him honestly. “Come on, sweetheart, I know you can squirt on my fingers. Wanna see it.”

Riku whines, high-pitched and overwhelmed. He’s tense and clenching down on him. “I- I can’t. It’s too much, alpha.” His moan is almost pitiful. “Hyungie, ‘m gonna break…”

“Just from that?” Normally Riku would hit him for sounding so overjoyed over his submission, but during sex it’s hard for Sion to not be proud of himself. His voice is a low coo; a tease. “But I haven’t even fucked you, baby, we need to get you nice and relaxed for my knot.”

Riku groans. “Alpha.” He really likes the mention of a knot, though, because his pussy clenches up on Sion’s fingers again. “Alpha, please, use me…”

It’s permission enough. Sion nuzzles his nose into Riku’s belly as he fucks into his cunt, taking each thrust of his fingers with a little gurgle. His grip on Sion has gone slack. But he’s no less eager for it, whining when Sion’s fingers twist and punch into him just right.

“T-there…” Riku moans. “Alpha, yes, it’s so deep in me…”

Sion huffs a laugh. “Really? My cock’s not even in you yet.”

“D-doesn’t matter,” Riku whines. His hand slides down to Sion’s nape and pulls at him. “Alpha. So big. Love it when you- when you ruin me.”

Sion’s disproportionately proud of how wrecked he is, even just from one orgasm. Though Riku’s always been more reactive when he’s getting played with like this. Sion slides up his body to kiss over his throat, his jaw, his mouth. Riku moans when their tongues meet.

“You taste so good, honey,” Sion murmurs as he presses a kiss to corner of Riku’s lips.

“Hyung,” Riku groans. And then Sion’s licking into his mouth and his next moan comes out muffled.

God, it’s almost unfortunate how long it’s been since Sion’s taken the opportunity to take his omega apart like this. They’ve been so busy with work on top of whatever angst remains from those months ago, and it’s already been so long since Sion’s just gotten to finger Riku and watch him moan around his fingers. Riku’s so eager for it, too, moaning at every thrust. He whines into Sion’s mouth, his tongue soft and pliant. 

“So cute,” Sion separates enough to tell him. “You love it? Close?”

“C-close…” Riku’s whines. He moans when Sion fucks into him even deeper. “Alpha, please…”

“I think you can give me two more,” Sion says in a low voice, thoughtful as if talking about something nonconsequential like the weather or the local news. “Think you can take it, baby? Will you be good for your alpha?”

“Y-yes,” Riku whines in a delicate voice. “Need it. Need you to ruin me.”

Sion groans a little, but that’s mostly because Riku’s just so- he’s so cute like this. He puts a little more force into fingering him, this thumb pressing down meanly on Riku’s clit. Riku jolts; then he whines. Sion grinds down into it even harder. Riku gurgles through an orgasm.

“H-hyungie, that’s-” Riku moans and moans and moans as he squirts and the sheets under them get soaked. “Oh, alpha, that’s too much.”

“No, honey, you can take more.” Sion kisses his cheek. “You’re so good, baby. Look, you squirted on hyung’s fingers. I’m so proud of you, kitten.”

Riku whines, needy and gone at his words. He hides his face in Sion’s neck and openly moans into his skin as Sion twists his fingers again and again, hits the spot he loves so much. “Alpha… p-please…”

It usually takes a lot more than this to get Riku so out of his mind, babbling and whiny enough to turn shy. But he’s already shaking in Sion’s hands, heaving out each breath. It’s so fucking cute. He must be way more pent up than Sion thought. His poor baby.

“One more,” Sion coos as Riku cries into his skin. “You can do it, baby.” He thumbs at his clit again. “Look, you’re so good for me.”

“A-Alpha…” Riku cries. He sniffles. His hips jolt when Sion presses down into his clit so hard he sobs. “Alpha, that’s-”

“Take it,” Sion demands. He fucks into him, thumbs at his clit. “Come on, you love it, baby, don’t you? Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Oh god,” Riku sobs as his clit is bullied relentlessly. “I’m gonna-” There’s not even a second before he’s clenching down on Sion’s fingers and squirting again. “Oh, god, I-!”

Sion works him through it and Riku doesn’t stop coming. His hips are overeager, shaking all on their own, his voice heavy with tears. “Please,” he won’t stop begging. “‘M broken, alpha, you broke me.”

“You took it so well, honey, you’ll be able to take even more,” Sion promises him. He takes a second too long to ease up, though, rewarded with Riku spasming around his fingers again. “Fuck. Good boy.” He lets go when Riku claws at his back. 

It’s hard not to be pleased with himself. By the time Sion has pulled his fingers free, Riku’s clinging onto him and crying into his neck. He only does that when he feels so good it’s overwhelming. “Alpha,” Riku keeps begging. “Alpha, please.”

Sion knows pushing for more would be bad. Or at least for now it would be. So he runs a hand down Riku’s arm and kisses his forehead. “It’s okay, baby, you’re okay. You’ll get your alpha’s knot soon.”

Riku cries. He’s not a small guy but like this he’s microscopic, his pussy grinding into Sion’s hip. “Please,” he begs. “Alpha, please.”

It takes Riku several minutes to calm down and Sion just holds him through it. He coos, purrs, scents him. Riku’s like putty in his hands, whining as he’s doted on by his alpha. Eventually he stops clawing at Sion’s back. He’s loose-limbed against the sheets, covered in his own slick and still moaning. 

“There you go, good boy,” Sion keeps cooing to soothe him. He thought Riku could easily take that much but now he’s less sure - it’s not often Riku is fucked out like this just from getting fingered. Maybe it’s been too long? That could be it.

So Sion kisses him. “Was that too much, baby?”

“...No.” Riku’s eyes are watery but he turns his head to nuzzle into his pillow and doesn’t do much other than shake a little when Sion squeezes his hip. “Alpha. It was good…”

“Was it?” Sion can’t help his smile. He turns to chase Riku’s mouth, laughing a little when his omega turns his head again in a pout. “Baby, come here.”

“Hmph.” Riku tries his hand at acting petulant but he still gives up easily when Sion puts a hand on his jaw and guides their mouths together. Riku melts into the touch. “Alpha…”

It’s nothing particularly sensual but it’s hard not to be turned on when your omega, wrung out like this, is still greedy for your mouth. Riku moans when Sion bites at his bottom lip. It makes Sion smile.

“You still want a knot?” His hand runs up Riku’s side. “You’re still empty, honey, wanna be full?”

Riku is a little dazed but he nods and loops his arms around Sion’s neck. “Like this,” he says. “Want you to fuck me right here…”

“God.” Sion was honestly planning on teasing him a little more but Riku’s cunt is so soft and open for him, like it’s waiting for his knot. Their hips press together and with a nudge, Sion groans as his hard cock sinks into Riku’s pussy with an absurd amount of ease. Like he was meant to take it. It only takes the slightest movement of his hips before he’s sunk in enough to fill him and Sion groans a little. “How’s this?”

“O-oh, alpha,” Riku moans, kissing him again. “That feels so good…”

Sion has to resist the urge to growl - it’s hard not to when Riku’s sucking him in so eagerly, relaxed and ready for more. “Does it?” He tries to keep his inner alpha in check but this could quickly spiral out of control. He’s not good at going easy on Riku, especially when he’s like this.

“Feels really good.” Riku’s voice is more like a sigh as Sion pulls out a bit before slowly, slowly thrusting back in. “Fuck, I-I love it.”

Sion sucks in a breath. He leans back to steady both of his hands on Riku’s hips. They slide down his thighs. They hook under his knees. They pull, they push. Riku whines as his knees are pressed to his chest. “Is this what you need, honey? You need your alpha to fuck you full?”

“Yes,” Riku whines into the stretch. His hands reach up to rest on Sion’s shoulders. “Hyungie, it feels s-so good.”

A little growl rises in Sion’s throat, a tiny alpha noise he’d repress if they weren’t having sex. But that hardly matters now when Riku clenches down on him when he hears it. Of course he does. He loves Sion’s unruly inner alpha for some godforsaken reason and Sion has no choice but to indulge in what his omega wants when he’s like this - if he wants him to get a little growly, then sobeit. 

Sion moves slowly, slowly, slowly. He already stretched Riku’s pleasure out but he has no reason to speed up now. His omega takes it so well anyway. Riku moans with each slow roll of his hips, so impossibly wet that it’s hard to not just pound into him. But Sion wants to keep the tempo nice and calm for now. He’s curious how much he can get Riku to fall apart on his cock alone.

“How’s it feel?” Sion asks in a low, low voice. He knows he’s not fucking into him deep enough, not yet, but the teasing is too much fun to stop now.

“I want more,” Riku moans. Of course. Sion presses his knees down even more and his omega whines through the stretch, his knees and shoulders damn-near touching. It’s incredible how flexible he is. Riku doesn’t even complain - he only takes it with a moan. “Alpha, please.”

“Be patient,” Sion doesn’t chide him but it’s something close. It’s hard not to coo at Riku when he’s like this, needy and whiny, but he keeps himself under control to thrust into him just a smidge deeper. “We don’t have to rush, honey. Just let your alpha make love to you.”

Riku shudders but doesn’t complain. Sion can’t help his grin. Of course his shoujo-obsessed omega would accept that kind of explanation. He loves it when Sion says cheesy things. Like making love; calling him his lover; acting domestic and playing pretend family with their pups. It’s so cute.

“Okay…” Riku’s hands slide across Sion’s shoulders, up his neck, as he moans. His hips jolt on the next thrust in, his back arching. “Hyung. Feels so good.”

“Good boy,” Sion praises him. ”Look at you, baby. You’re so good at taking it. You love your alpha’s cock, hm?” He smiles when Riku nods. “Of course you do. You’re such a good omega.” Sion presses his knees down harder. “My perfect omega.”

Riku keens, open-mouthed and panting as Sion thrusts into him slowly, slowly, slowly, over and over again. He’s so good. “Alpha,” he moans. “Am I- alpha, am I good?”

Sometimes Sion can’t believe Riku has the audacity to ask him such a thing, but he has no qualms over praising his mate whenever he needs to, so he doesn’t even hesitate. “Of course you are. My perfect baby, perfect omega, perfect dame.” Sion sinks into him deeper with a hiss. “Fuck, wanna claim you. Wanna give you my pups, honey, you’re perfect.”

Riku’s moan is deep, guttural. Sion feels kind of light-headed. It’s hard for him to not feel worried over their future, over their relationship - will they ever get to mate? Have pups? Get married? But that’s useless to ponder on, especially now. Riku had a point back in September - right now they’re together no matter what. The future doesn’t even matter. For as long as they manage, they’ll make sure their love for each other never changes. They’ll always be Sion and Riku. Hyung and dongsaeng. Alpha and omega. Together, always. 

“Love you so much,” Sion can’t control his own moans as he fucks Riku just a smidge harder, enough to make him cry out. “God, I can’t believe you’re mine. You’re so good. I just wanna- no matter what happens, honey, you’re mine.”

Riku’s eyes widen a little at his words, but then he nods. “Alpha,” he stretches for him. “Alpha, I love you so much…”

Sion grins. It’s honestly a little depraved. They’re not doing anything particularly crazy but Sion’s chest is pounding with all this fucking love, the affection, the desire he has for more, more, more, forever, forever, forever. He leans harder into the stretch of Riku’s glutes and they moan in tandem at the shift in angle, at the stretch. 

“Don’t even need to breed you, sweetheart. Fuck. Wanna just be with you forever, don’t need any pups when I have you.” Sion tends to be talkative during sex but it’s hard to not babble his praise when the grind of their hips is this slow, this good, this easy. “My baby. My perfect boy.”

“Hyung…” Riku melts into the thrusts, his eyes half-lidded as his gaze meets Sion’s. But then he clenches down. “But I want it, alpha…”

Sion feels insane. “What, baby? You want my pups?”

He feels even crazier when Riku moans. He leans his head back and the stretch of his throat is certainly tempting - when Riku submits to him it’s very, very hard not to take advantage of it. “Yeah,” Riku breathes. “Wanna be your mate… w-wanna be a dame…”

Sion is damn-near salivating. His teeth are aching. If he weren’t an idol he wouldn’t be able to think of a single reason not to claim his omega right here, right now. But alas. “One day, honey. But I’m your alpha even if we- even if we never get pups.” Sion thrusts into him harder, moaning. “Fuck. Even if I never get to m-mate you-”

“Alpha,” Riku moans back at him, jostled as he’s pounded into harder. It’s still slow but hard enough to make him clench down on Sion’s cock. “Alpha, I’m always gonna be yours…”

Sion’s just grateful that at their base instincts their inner alpha and omega are aligned - it’d be bad if they weren’t. But that hardly matters when they’re in perfect sync and Sion’s having a hard time not getting addicted to the feeling of Riku’s pussy clinging to him, pulsing around him, needing more. Sion pants. His teeth bare. He’s not gonna bite but they need to - he really wants to mark. 

Riku moans as his hand slides up Sion neck, to his jaw. “Hyung, alpha,” he whines. “P-please.”

“What? Wanna come?” Sion almost growls when Riku nods. “Fuck, baby. You want my knot?”

It’s usually impossible for Sion to pop a knot outside of his cycle but he can feel the stirrings of something pulsing in his cock. Riku must feel it too because his eyes widen and he clenches down hard. 

“Yes, alpha, please,” Riku begs. He already came so much and he wants more and that’s so- fuck. “I-I need it, alpha, please, I’m so empty-“

Sion groans. He’s really fighting back a growl now. Riku’s all fucked open, but he needs even more of him, and Sion can’t help the way his pace picks up. Riku isn’t usually so desperate outside of heat. They must both be pent up, then. Sion’s hips pound into him and he groans, groans, groans. 

“Fuck. You feel so- I love you,” Sion leads down to drag his teeth down the slope of Riku’s neck, inhaling where his scent is the most concentrated. “Fucking hell. So good.”

Riku cries out at the stretch as Sion pins him down to the nest and consumes him. His mouth slides over his collarbone, his hand is still firm on his kneecap. “Hyung,” Riku cries. “Hyung, that-s so- I’m gonna break-”

“Want me to break you?” Sion feels crazed; he sounds crazed. “Shit, baby, wanna ruin you. You’re mine.” He fucks into Riku harder, deeper. “You love it?”

“L-love it,” Riku clenches down, sounding overwhelmed. “Alpha, I’m yours.”

Sion’s going insane and half of it is because Riku doesn’t usually call him “Alpha” like this, nor did he think it’d be something that’d turn him on so much. But now he’s- he feels like he’s gonna break Riku’s pussy or something with how hard he’s pounding into him. Sion shifts his hips up and the change in angle has both of them keening. 

“Take it, perfect boy, hyung’s gonna knot you in here,” Sion growls this time, his free hand pressing down on Riku’s belly. “Fuck. I just wanna-” He moans into Riku’s throat. “Love you. Wanna break this pussy in so you- so you never want anyone else.”

Riku’s moan is pitched and broken. “Hyung. Please.”

Sion’s getting close. He doesn’t know if he’s ever popped his knot outside of rut or heat but there’s no doubt he’s going to now. He can feel his cock knotting up, can feel more resistance when fucking in deeper. Is that- holy shit, he’s gonna die. 

“Baby,” Sion pants. He can’t stop panting. He drags his tongue up to Riku's mouth, kisses him with his teeth. “My baby.”

Riku moans and kisses him back. Everything is sweet, hot, boiling, slick. “Hyung.”

Sion might be melting. He’s only felt like this during his rut before, aching to breed his omega and fuck him full until he’s leaking. But he’s not in rut right now, nor is Riku in heat. He didn’t think it was possible to be this pent up. And yet.

“‘M close,” Sion groans into his mouth as his knot chubs up and strains against Riku’s hole. “I can- can fill you.”

“Please,” Riku whines. “Alpha…”

Sion pants into Riku’s mouth, too out of his mind to kiss him properly. He dances along the edge, unsure if he should take the plunge or try to prolong this. What he gasps out is: “W-want it? You need it, baby?” He moans into Riku’s cheek. “Want hyung to knot you?”

Riku moans back. “Please,” he whines. “Please, please, please-”

Oh, god, holy shit. He really might die. It’s then when Sion’s knot pops, and he has to close his eyes lest he passes out or something worse.

It’s- it’s a lot. Sion doesn’t know if he’s had such a desperate knot in his life but it takes nearly nothing before his knot’s inflated all the way, and when he pounds into Riku, he’s filled. He’s tight, can’t move, forced to take it. Sion gasps as he comes. He wasn’t- he wasn’t prepared to come like that.

Riku cries out as he’s filled. “Hyung-!” He moans and moans and moans as Sion grinds down into him. “O-oh, that’s so much…”

It is. It’s so unbelievably much. Almost immediately Sion is deflating into the nest with his knot chubbing up but Riku won’t stop squirming down on it. He must want to- he has to come, too.

“Come on my knot, honey,” Sion is breathless. “Baby, use me, please.”

Sion doesn’t normally say “please” but he also doesn’t normally knot while having what he considers to be normal sex. Er, normal enough sex. But Riku squirms on his knot and groans and groans.

“It’s not enough,” he whines. “Need you deeper in me.”

Sion, already orgasmed into exhaustion, can only blink down at where his omega’s riding his knot. “Deeper?”

It’s hard not to be intrigued even though if Sion were in his right mind he’d see what Riku’s trying to do from a million miles away. And yet he’s speechless, watching Riku grind on his knot and milk him until it damn-near aches. But even then, he doesn’t stop. And Sion certainly isn’t gonna stop him from chasing his release even if it’s hurting his dick to be used like this. He sees his omega’s pleasure as his own pleasure or what have you, so.

“I can take it deeper,” Riku breathes. His eyes are hazy. “Hyung, fuck me deeper…”

Sion is frozen but that hardly matters now. Riku’s milked his cock enough for it to shrink down a bit but then with a nudge of Riku’s hips, he goes- fuck, is he going deeper in him? There’s no way. But then the knot hits something hard. Riku whines. Sion’s knot batters against him and he still takes it even harder. “More.”

“Baby…” Sion is speechless. He’s slightly frightened. There’s room for his dick to sink in deeper but surely such a thing is- that should be impossible. Like, anatomically it shouldn’t be possible. 

But:

“I can take it,” Riku whines. The moment is terrifying, actually, because his arms loop around Sion’s waist and yank him in closer. Sion almost yelps when his knot pounds into him and with the tiniest bit of force, pops into something. What is- 

“Riku,” Sion breathes. “What did I just-”

“There we go,” Riku sighs. “Alpha, feels so good in me….”

Sion doesn’t know what to say. If he didn’t know better he’d say he just knotted Riku’s cervix but such a thing is physically impossible. As far as he knows. Right? But the squeeze of Riku’s cunt now is so impossibly tight and the more he grinds, the more Riku moans, stretching out his- his-

What the fuck is going on? Sion has absolutely no idea. But he’s helpless but to watch Riku writhe down on him, speechless and horny all at once. 

“Good alpha,” Riku drools. “Alpha, so good.”

Sion is frozen. He feels- he feels small, all of a sudden, like his knot is nothing more than his omega’s toy. Which he’s not ashamed enough to deny really turns him on, by the way, but this is certainly a new self-discovery. 

“Baby…” Sion feels light-headed. Holy shit.

His knot starts deflating and Riku only clenches down on him more, giving him nowhere to go. “I’m not done yet, hyung,” he growls. He growls it, fucking hell.

Sion feels oddly helpless like this. This is a side of Riku he’s never seen before. It’s not quite like how he went half-feral during that one heat. No, this is different. This is like Sion has no choice but to listen to his little omega because otherwise he’ll squeeze his knot off. Which is…

Well. He’s not complaining about it, is he.

Riku moans. He pushes Sion back a little and moans again at the stretch of the knot in his- it feels like he’s in his fucking womb or something, what the hell. There’s enough room for Riku’s knees to hook around Sion’s waist. Moving while knotted is an incredibly bad idea, which Sion is about to bring up, but then he’s being forcibly rolled to his right and- what the fuck.

Sion has no idea where Riku learned this kind of coordination because rolling while knotted is dangerous and also basically impossible without getting injured. And yet by the time Sion’s able to process just what’s going on, Riku’s on top of him. Both of Sion’s wrists is in his hands. Sion’s being pressed back, back, back, down into the bed.

“What the…” Sion doesn’t know if he’s more scared or turned on. “Baby?”

Yeah, this is definitely something Riku’s never done before. The omega even grins down at him, clenches down on him, his expression shit-eating and his cunt so tight it fucking hurts. “Look at me, alpha,” Riku purrs. He licks his lips when their eyes meet. “Let me take care of you.”

Sion wants to ask him what the fuck he means by that but he’s immediately sidetracked by Riku riding his- his knot. Holy shit. He’s so deep in him and everything is so tight and- what the fuck. What the fuck. 

Sion whines, long and wounded. He wanted this sex to be somewhat of an apology, or penance, maybe, because he knows he’s been cagey for a few months and he’s ready to stop being a coward. But Riku is riding him, and while Sion could throw him off if he wanted to, he’s entranced. He’s docile. He feels no urge to try and control the unruly omega atop of him. Sion moans and feels something settle in him as he… well. As he submits.

It’s something almost out of a dream, Riku riding him like he owns him, his grip firm. One of Riku’s hands slides off Sion’s wrist, up his arms, over his shoulder. It circles Sion’s neck, just barely. “Good alpha,” Riku coos. “My alpha.”

Sion must be crazy because he leans his head back and gives his throat up for whatever Riku wants. He moans when Riku’s palm rests over his neck, avoiding his windpipe but gripping firm enough to make him feel riled up. “Baby,” Sion whines. “Oh, baby, please…” 

He has no fucking idea what he’s begging for but then Riku squeezes down on his neck and it’s so good his vision almost whites-out. Fucking hell. Oh Sion didn’t know he was so into being choked out by his omega but apparently this is his new thing, because he can feel himself come again. Fuck. Riku’s hands are huge and he’s so pretty and god, this is- this is really hot.

“My alpha,” Riku praises him. “Such a good boy. This knot’s mine, isn’t it?”

Sion drools. He’s mindless. “All yours.”

He doesn’t know where this need to submit came from. Sion certainly isn’t someone who usually goes submissive for anyone, let alone an omega, not even his omega. Sion’s never let Riku take control like this but he really likes it. Which is- which is insane. And very surprising, yeah.

But it’s not unwelcome, hell, why the fuck does this feel so good?

“My alpha. I love you so much. You’re so good, knot me again,” Riku’s voice is low, purring. He smiles when Sion answers in his own purr. “Good hyung. You’re perfect.” 

Sion’s knot pulses over and over again, and with a nudge of Riku’s hips, he sinks even deeper into him. They both moan at the feeling. Sion could die right now. He’s being used but cared for at the same time. Owned. Because of course his omega owns him. Fuck.

Riku sinks down on his knot and the slick sound it makes is criminal because Sion doesn’t think prolonging a knot this long was possible, let alone outside of a rut, and yet he doesn’t wane for a single second. “Fuck. You’re so deep in me.” Riku is panting, his free hand firm on Sion’s hip. “Wanna be full of your pups, alpha. Right there, alpha. Fill me. Need it.”

Sion’s never felt like this. He’s never felt so used, never felt so loved. The two feelings conflict but don’t contradict each other, somehow. Sion can feel tears form in his eyes as he cries out: “Baby.”

Riku’s voice is so low and gentle as he takes him in, in, in. “You’re perfect, alpha. You’re filling me up. My favorite. My only hyung.” Sion chokes as Riku’s grip on his neck tightens again. “God, hyung, you’re such a good sire, you take such good care of me and the pups…”

Sion whines a wounded sound, something more akin to a noise a pup would make. “Baby,” he whines. He cries. He begs. “Baby, please.” 

“Love you,” Riku groans. “Alpha, I love you so much.”

Sion cries. “Oh my god.”

There’s something overwhelming about this that has nothing to do with the actual sex. It’s just so- it’s usually him in charge, usually him on top, usually him growling out praises of all kinds. But he had no idea Riku’s voice could sound so gentle and soft and loving while addressing him. A tear slips down Sion’s face. It’s a release he feels deeper than any orgasm. He keeps begging and he doesn’t even know what he wants, and it doesn’t even matter what he wants because Riku is there to take care of him no matter what.

“What is it, alpha?” Riku breathes. His grip goes lighter on his neck but his gaze is no less burning. “What do you need, baby?”

Riku called him baby, fuck. “I don’t know,” Sion cries again. “Love you. Need you. It’s so good. It’s so-”

Riku is basically just fucking himself on his knot and yet Sion just whines and whines. It’s so good. He feels like he might squirt or something. Is that possible with a knot? It must be. Because it feels like he’s going to fucking explode, somehow, so hard he’s both terrified and excited for it.

Riku moans. He sounds pleased. He rides his knot, hard enough to fuck himself down on it. “My mate,” he coos. “Can’t wait for you to mate me. Want you to pup me. Love you. My alpha.”

Sion gasps. “Baby. I’m c-close.” He squirms. “I might-”

“Good alpha,” Riku fucks down on him even harder, squeezing down on his knot so tightly Sion’s vaguely worried he might pass out. “God, you’re so good, hyung, wanna sit on your knot forever.” Riku slams down harder and groans. “Alpha, so d-deep in me.”

Sion whines. He has no idea what’s going on, like actually, but his knot is swelling up even more and it’s getting hard to stave his release off. “Please,” he begs. “Baby, please.”

“What, gonna knot me?” Riku grinds down on his knot, sliding his hands across Sion’s body so they rest firmly on his pecs and use his fucking chest as leverage to ride his knot better. “Good alpha, give it to me.”

“B-baby,” Sion whines, helpless. “Baby-”

“Knot me,” Riku demands. “Alpha. My alpha.”

Sion whines out again, this time longer and even more wounded. “‘M gonna-” Something in his belly lurches and he moans. “I’m really gonna-”

“Give it to me,” Riku tells him. His nails dig into Sion’s skin. “Alpha, come for me.”

Sion genuinely cries out as his knot explodes again, this time stronger and deeper and all-around more mind-numbing. He squirts, he thinks, though there’s a tiny voice in the back of his head that hopes he didn’t accidentally piss himself. Riku moans through the knot. Every bounce of his hips turns wetter, turns louder-

“So good,” Riku moans. “All in me. My a-alpha’s breeding me.” They moan in tandem as Riku viciously takes him in deeper. “Yes, yes, hyung, fuck-”

“P-please,” Sion cries. He reaches out for Riku’s hips, clinging onto him. “Baby, my baby. Love you.”

He can’t normally tell when Riku comes on his knot because cum is already everywhere and each sensation starts turning indiscernible. But he can tell now because Riku clenches down on him hard and cries out on his release. From the force, a bit of cum drips out of him. Not even a knot can hold back that much mess.

And it’s just- wow. God. Sion throws his head back against the pillow and moans as Riku clenches down, down, down on him. Holy shit. What the fuck. Sex is ruined for him forever, now. Not when he’s already had this.

It’s just- it’s a lot. The climax drains them both and it’s hard to think literally anything during the come down. Riku, similarly, is out of his mind. He flops down against Sion’s chest. There’s a whole flood of cum and other fluids that come out when Sion’s knot relaxes in him. Holy fuck. 

“Riku…” Sion is boneless but he runs a hand down his omega’s back. He’s kind of scared. Has Riku been holding that in this whole time? His ability to, like, make him submit? Can he do something worse?

(Sion thinks he may have a new kink or something. Which is bad because Maeda Riku has already given him plenty of kinks. One of these days he’s seriously going to just straight-up die.)

“Hyung,” Riku nuzzles into him, not seeming to give a mind to the mess his pussy is making. He noses into Sion’s neck happily. “My hyung.” 

It’s not like it’s anything really worth debriefing on. Sometimes they have really unhinged sex, and quite frankly, after Riku’s feral heat Sion has stopped trying to figure these kind of things out. All he asks is: “Did you plan to do that? Like, dom me?”

“Nope,” Riku says, which is still cryptic because he doesn’t elaborate. “But you liked it, huh?”

Sion doesn’t know what the safe answer to give is. But he admits: “...I did.” 

Honestly, mess aside, it was nice to just lose their minds with each other. It’s been a long time since they’ve been able to play around like that outside of their cycles. It was nice. It was fun. And affirming, to an extent, because how dare Sion forget that Riku can take everything he gives him and then some. 

“So you’ll stop being silly, right?” Riku bites a little at his chin. “You’re not just gonna go all alpha on me, huh, hyung?”

Sion blinks. He sighs. Well, Riku got him there. “I guess not. You know how to handle me, don’t you.”

That earns him a giggle, which, in turn, makes Sion grin. Yeah, this omega is indeed the one he was destined to be with. Besides Riku’s rampant horniness, he’s perfect at dealing with any kind of unruly alpha. Plus he’s just perfect in general. Sion crushes him to his chest and closes his eyes, swimming in the smells of arousal in the air as it slowly gets drowned out by their combined scents of contentness. Like orange espresso. Mm.

It’s funny. Things aren’t anything like they were months ago when Ryo first presented. This is probably the most assured Sion has felt in their bond for as long as they’ve been dating, and even beyond that, Riku isn’t exactly the kind of omega you can doubt handling himself. After all, Riku has this perfect kind of poise about everything, an unwavering handle on himself and this uncanny ability to juggle even the most chaotic of their pack dynamics. Their relationship may have been complicated - and even imperfect - from its onset, but they’ll always have each other.

“Hyung, you know, even if we can’t mate, I’ll still be yours,” Riku breathes. “I don’t care about pups or a bond or marriage. I want you.”

Sion hardly needs the reminder now, but he’s mostly grateful Riku sounds so confident when he says that. Again, he’s unwavering in that way. “I know. I feel the same.”

Riku kisses his cheek. “We’ll really just be okay like this, right? And if we had pups, they’d distract me from you…”

It’s not even that funny, but Sion still breaks into a bark of laughter. “They would, wouldn’t they? And we already have pups!”

The night passes like that, easy and calm as they hold each other. Riku lets himself leak, which he’ll have a fit about in the morning, but that’s a problem for the them of the future. They curl into each other, kiss, and then go to sleep.

Things are good. Sion’s sure of that, for once. There will be more fighting, more crying, more insecurity. As idols there are already a million for things to be worried about, especially with an entire pack to look after. But he has Riku through it all, and no matter what, he’ll do his fucking best to be the alpha this beautiful omega deserves.

“G’night, baby,” Sion tells him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Dream of me, okay?”

“Silly hyung,” Riku melts into his touch. “You’re all I dream of.”

Yeah, they’ll be just fine. And Sion has the rest of his life with this beautiful man to look forward to - hell, he can’t fucking wait.