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“Get back here!” A shout behind you had you running faster, shooting into an alleyway, jumping up to grasp a wall, and scaling the brick with ease using your long, strong fingernails. “I said STOP!” The voice demanded a second time. You hoisted yourself atop a roof, peering down at the Violet-haired Alpha who scowled up at you, his left eye twitching. “OMEGA.” He shouted, causing you to giggle.
“You look so tiny down there.” You teased, he growled, whipping his stupid scarf thing up at you. You dodged, snickering as you took off again, leaping between buildings with practiced ease. You hiked the bag of cash higher up on your shoulder.
“Where the hell are you even going?” He shouted.
“None of your-” Your body freezes completely- a strange, cold feeling of numbness covers over you as your body crashes down with the momentum from the speed you’d been moving. Your knee painfully scrapes against the ground, and your brain snaps back to the present- the loud slamming of feet against the rooftops had you scrambling to your feet, taking off a second time.
“God damn it-” He growled. “Where the hell is my backup here?” He spoke lower- you heard it though, with your superior healing-
Hey, Being a Mouse had it’s benefits. You squinted, spotting a house with a chimney- it would be a risk, but it was warm out, and no smoke rose from the damn thing. You glanced back at the Alpha, and decided you might as well make the attempt. You dove for it, slipping down into the chimney and tumbling into the living room of a small family home.
And that was the last time you saw the purple-haired Alpha.
You’d made it home to your own Alpha easily enough, though he snarled (pouted) about you being late.
“Touya, I’m really fine.” You laughed, but he only glared at you, tightly gripping your ankle in one hand as he dabbed at your skinned knee with the small cotton ball of peroxide in the other hand.
“This is gonna Fuckin’ scar.” He grumbled, looking down to focus on the cut. “Which one of those hero fucks managed to catch up to you?”
“He didn’t catch me. He used an Alpha command and I got distracted.” You huffed, causing him to pause.
“Heroes ain’t supposed to use commands.” He squinted. “Which one’em fuckers did this? You didn’t answer me.”
“I didn’t even recognise him! He was new I think. Purple hair- Uhm… he wore a mask.” You smirked. “I went down a chimney!”
“Ho ho ho.” Touya snarked, rolling his eyes. “Okay, there.” He smoothed a Chip and Dale bandaid over your knee. “If you come back to the nest all banged up again I’m gonna Fuckin’ tie you to the bed.” He muttered, huffing.
“I’m FINE, Touya.” You laughed, amused by his antics. “You’re COVERED in scars, you dork.”
“I’m an ALPHA-“ he snarked. “‘M meant to be all marked up. You’re a sweet little omega.” He teased, pulling you into his lap. You straddled him happily, grinning.
“Sweet, huh?” You asked with a tilt of your head, he snorted.
“Mhm.” He nuzzled your jaw. “Heats what, tomorrow?” He asked, you nodded.
“Yup. I’m doubling up on my suppressants.” You yawned. “Rut’s supposed to come next week, yeah?”
“Mhm.” He swallowed. “Are you still… sure you wanna spend it with me?”
“You’ve spent like ten of my heats with me.” You reminded him, he huffed.
“Yeah, but you behave for me, all of your temp scent glands are marked up But…” ah, yes. The only point of contention in your relationship over the last year. The scars over his neck and wrists. They’d ruined his scent glands on both sides- he couldn’t be marked. For a long time, he was so sure he’d never have a mate- but you’d broken him down, bullied him into letting you love him. You were able to mark his thighs during a heat, but he’d downright refused to mark you permanently. He only bit the places that could be marked over- it was okay, you guessed. You were just taking things slow- which was fine. He was your first-ever heat partner, your first boyfriend- doing the stereotypical wrist and thigh marks was almost cute, to be honest. Wholesome, almost.
“Babe- it’ll be fine.” You promised. “The nest is constantly being bathed in my heat scents, you’re still marked on your thighs. And, I’m gonna fix up the nest even more for you.”
“Oh yeah?” He gave you a wry smile, and bit his purpled bottom lip, looking down at you with half-lidded eyes.
“Mhm.” You nuzzled at his neck, the weak scent of toasted marshmallows and scotch wafting into your nose. You’d been refraining from chewing now- for weeks. It was annoying- painful even, to let your teeth grow and grow despite all of your instincts screaming at you to just CHEW- But you knew Touya’s scent glands MUST be there- you wouldn’t be able to smell him if they weren’t there. You just needed to get DEEP enough to pierce them. You planned on surprising him this rut- it would be conveniently on your one-year anniversary. You were incredibly excited- and Touya could smell it.
“Fuck you smell so goddamn good, twitchy.” He groaned, rolling his hips up into you. “You sure you’re not in pre now? You’ve been off before.” He kissed your shoulder, hot hands squeezing at your ass, pulling you closer, closer to his body.
“I told you to stop calling me that, ass.” you muttered, nipping lightly at his neck, letting your teeth graze the scarred flesh. A shiver ran through him, you felt him tremble against you.
“Ain’t my fault you slick up for me every time I do, baby.” He teased, huffing. “Ya better get them damn pants off before I gotta buy you a new pair again, Cookie.” he demanded. You giggled, and rolled off his lap, letting him tug your pants off- he was careful around your ‘injured’ knee, pulling you close.
He was probably right about your heat being early.