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He had woken up with an ache in his bones, his muscles too sore to move. Jeff rubbed at his eyes, willing the sleep away, and groaned as he moved to stand up. He must have slept in a weird position to have been this sore. Brushing his teeth had felt tasking, and even his regular hot shower was too much, forcing him to stand under a freezing temperature. Absent-mindedly, he put on a sweater Charlie had left behind, seeking the warmth and scent of his alpha brother.
He grabbed his things, faintly wondering if his heat was due. A quick look at the calendar told him he was fine for another week or so. He must have gotten a cold today then.
His drive to the shop was a blur, passing by too fast, almost as if he was speeding to go meet someone (maybe later, he would notice he was indeed driving faster than usual). Upon his arrival, he let himself be dragged over to a car by Sonic, choosing not to protest. That should have been his first red flag, but he got too absorbed too fast in his work to notice. Faintly, he could register Alan speaking to his brother and Babe in the background but paid them no mind.
Alan's scent abused his senses suddenly, making him jerk up to see the older mechanic having passed him. Alpha. Get to alpha. Jeff shook his head violently, feeling the first break of a sweat on his forehead. Fuck, no, his heat was early. He was frozen to his spot, not knowing where to move without giving away the heat settling into his bones. North moved to grab his shoulder in an attempt to get his attention. Not alpha. Instantly, he let out a loud whine, jerking away from the touch, as tears welled in his eyes.
His sound had gotten everyone's attention, and his scent was quickly filling up the shop. He jutted out his bottom lip, ready to cry out for Alan, when Charlie appeared at his side. "His heat came early, I think I should take him home", he declared to the team, putting a hand on the omega's arm. Jeff flinched back, letting out a louder whine, "Want alpha."
"Alpha? Who-" Charlie cut himself off as he realized at whom his brother was staring. The others seemed to have noticed as well as they directed a glance at Alan, who had taken to glare at Charlie, his jaw clenched too tightly. Jeff dragged himself to the older mechanic, despite Charlie's attempts to placate him, stopping only when he was in front of Alan.
"Alpha, want to be with you." Jeff would surely be embarrassed in his right mind, but his heat fogged brain could not care less who was there.
Alan forced his gaze to Jeff's eyes, hands itching to touch his omega. He did his best not to breathe in too deeply, knowing it would snap his last thread of sanity, "I'm sorry, baby, but you'll have to go with Charlie." The reaction was instantaneous, with Jeff's omega viewing the alpha's words as rejection. His tears finally spilled, and he let out a loud sob as he shook slightly. Alpha did not want him.
Alan's heart broke at the sight in front of him. He wanted nothing more than to take the younger omega in his arms and whisk him away from all these alphas. But he knew Jeff. He would despise him for doing something like this when they did not even acknowledge their relationship yet. He had to stay strong.
"Why does alpha not want me? Did I do wrong? 'M sorry alpha." Jeff whined louder, moving to get closer to the older man.
Alan was not a strong man after all. He reached a hand to cup his omega's face, wiping away the tears. Jeff nuzzled into his hand, looking pleased.
“Baby, I can’t come with you. You’re not in your right mind. I’m going to have you go with Charlie, okay?”
Jeff let out an even louder sob, moving his hand to grip at Alan’s wrist. Sonic made a move towards the young omega, hoping his own calming scent would help him, but all Jeff could see was another omega moving towards his alpha.
He jerked away, hoping he was strong enough to shove Alan away (he wasn’t). “Another?”, he sobbed out, his voice trembling as the garage was filled with his scent gone sour.
Having understood him, North reached out for Sonic but was met with a loud growl from Alan as he saw him getting close to Jeff. The older alpha gripped the young omega as he glared at North, “Mine.”
He shook his head abruptly, turning towards his omega, “Go with Charlie, Omega. I won’t tell you again.” Jeff flinched back at the dismissive tone he had chosen to take on, falling back into his brother. He was dragged away while sobbing loudly for his alpha.
Alan took a deep breathe, staring at the spot where Jeff once stood. He felt Babe pat his shoulder, “You did good, Uncle. Once he’s back to normal, he’ll be thankful.” He nodded stiffly at him, before stalking off to his office, images of his teary eyed omega tearing at his heart.
For the remainder of the week, Alan was unapproachable. He snapped at whoever was nearest, growling at any alpha that came too close to Jeff’s abandoned bag. He was almost spiteful towards Charlie, the alpha who would pass by to drop off food for his boy, to see his omega in heat.
But Charlie also kept him updated. Jeff had been spending the whole week crying. Whenever he would see his brother instead of Alan, he would whine out louder and break down into hysterical cries. The team had decided to put off questioning this new development between the senior and younger mechanic, but Charlie was less than pleased at the idea of such an older alpha being near his brother.
The day that Jeff was to return, Alan's alpha was restless at the idea of seeing his omega. He spent most of the morning near the gate, waiting for him to pass through. But when he did, he did not even glance towards the older alpha, choosing instead to briskly walk past him, cheeks bright red as he muttered an apology. Alan shook off his shock, deciding that as the day went, and the embarrassment weened off, Jeff would talk to him.
He was severely wrong. Jeff did everything to avoid him. He sat near North at lunch, chatted with Babe about the car's mechanics, and even dragged Sonic to get some iced tea. He was touching and talking to all these other wolves, except his alpha. Alan was pissed to say the least, forcing himself to listen to the car's roaring engine to drown out the rather violent thoughts emerging about his pack.
The guys chose not to comment on the obvious tension, respecting the omega's need for time. They did wish that time would be short however as none of the boys quite enjoyed being on the receiving end of Alan's (not just Alan, but the pack alpha Alan) hateful glare, seeing his clenched fists, and hearing his small emitted growls.
The last straw for the older man came towards the end of the day. They were running the car's horsepower, and testing the engine. Alan watched as Jeff made little adjustments based on Babe's comments, watched as he scrunched his nose to argue the car was already running fast enough. He was so taken by the omega that he did not notice North sneaking up behind Jeff to grab his waist and wrangle him into a hug.
Alan let out a loud growl, appearing immediately at his omega's side, one hand gripping North's arm to snatch it off, while the other circled Jeff's waist, pulling him to his chest. His growls continued as he stared down the young alpha, grip tight enough to break his arm. Before he could go further, Jeff reached over to take his hand away in an attempt to will his gaze towards him (and save North's life). When that did nothing, he called his name. All he received was a jerk of acknowledgment. Jeff sighed, ready to take on a final measure.
"Alpha." That got his attention. Alan whirled around immediately at his omega's call, giving him a once over to check for injuries. Jeff rolled his eyes and, recognising they needed to talk before his idiotic alpha went into a self-triggered rut, he dragged him to his office for some privacy.
Once the door behind them was locked, Alan shoved Jeff onto his desk, standing between his legs, and shoved his face into his scent gland. Jeff shivered slightly at the feeling of the alpha’s breath on the sensitive area.
“You’ve been ignoring me, omega.” His voice was low in Jeff’s ear, and if it wasn’t for the pain he could sense underlying the words, he would’ve moaned. Jeff moved Alan away from his neck, urging him to stand up straight.
He kept his arms around the alpha’s neck, fingers playing with the hair at the back, while Alan’s fingers tightened around his waist. Sighing, he began to speak, “I didn’t want to make you even more uncomfortable, I overstepped. I'm sorry.”
That seemed to break Alan out of his trance, as he focused in on his words, "What do you mean?"
"Uncle, I threw myself on you, calling you my alpha, crying because you wouldn't touch me. That was out of line, especially when I'm not even your mate." The omega seemed to hunch in on himself, a dejected tone taking over as he spoke. He knew one day they would mate, the visions of Alan's lingering touches, his fresh mating bite, their sweet moments were enough to tell him so. But he didn't know how long it will be till the alpha wanted him, and that made his omega cry out in pain.
"Not your alpha?" Alan's grip tighten on his omega, pulling him closer. Jeff looked at him (even when on the desk, the omega was only barely able to meet his eye level. He would file this away for later) and nodded. "Maybe I haven't made myself clear then when I started courting you-"
"When you what?! When did that happen?" Jeff looked at him in bewilderment, whereas Alan just looked confused.
“I was keeping the fridge stocked of your favorite drink, I only ever buy your favorite ramen brands, I get you, and only you, sweets whenever I can-“ Alan cut himself off, voice sounding more and more lost, “did you really have no clue?”
Jeff’s cheeks burned a bright red as he averted his gaze in embarrassment, “I thought you were just being nice.”
”Baby”, Alan chuckled out, taking on a low tone, leaning in just for the omega to hear, “When have I ever been nice to anyone else here?”
Alan watched as his omega’s cheeks reddened further at the pet name, his scent becoming sweeter. Jeff bit his lip, looking up at the alpha, and spoke in a soft tone “I’ve never been courted before.”
The alpha hummed in pleasure, he would be the first and only to have him. “Good. Only your alpha gets to treat you like this.”
Jeff met his gaze, a hint of determination and stubbornness can be seen, “Who said you were my alpha? You’re only courting me.” His tone was a defiant one, baiting Alan to prove him wrong.
Alan's eyes darkened, his hands gripping the omega's waist tighter and pulling him to his chest. Jeff yelped at the sudden movement, arms tightening around the alpha's neck, coaxing a dark smirk out of the older man. "I think you made it very clear a few days back when you were begging me to take care of you."
Jeff's eyed widened at the mention of his heat induced actions, stammering to defend himself. The alpha dragged a hand up to rest around the omega's throat, silencing him and forcing him to meet his gaze. "You were so good, didn't even want Charlie to touch you, only me, almost as if you know who you belong to."
Alan could feel Jeff gulp under his hand, his head tilting slightly backwards. His alpha roared in joy, a sign of submission. To him. Only to him. The younger boy bit his lip, drawing all of his attention to the action. A moment of slight hesitation passed before the boy spoke, "Go on, take what you want from me, alpha."
Any semblance of sanity or control Alan may have possessed broke as he heard his omega give himself to him, eyes looking up at him, begging.
He surged forward, capturing his darling’s lips in his. The omega sighed against him, hands going into his hair. Alan had one hand on his waist and the other tightening around his throat.
The room was slowly being filled with the addicting geranium emitted from the omega, mixing delicately with the sandalwood of his alpha.
Jeff moaned as Alan pushed his tongue against his plush lips, forcing them open so he can taste what’s his. Alan pushed his knee against the omega, forcing his hips to grind down.
He let out a startled gasp that was swallowed by the older’s mouth. His hips were moving on their own accord, but it wasn’t near enough.
Jeff let out a loud whine as Alan pulled back, leaning his head against the younger. They breathed heavily as they started at one another. Jeff couldn’t help but think he was beautiful like this, straining at control.
”If we continue the way we’re going, I won’t hold myself back.” Jeff beamed at the words, leaning upwards to steal more kisses, only to be stopped by Alan’s hand around his throat. Oh. He had forgotten it was there. The weight had become comfortable, grounding him, as if it was always meant to sit there.
”God, as much as I want to hear you cry out my name, this office is not soundproof and I would much rather kill someone than have anyone else hear you.”
Jeff shivered slightly, nodding in understanding. He untangled himself from the older, choosing to bring his hand up to smooth down his hair. The alpha’s hand dropped back down to his waist, leaning his head down so his omega can work properly.
As they worked to get themselves presentable, they talked. Alan could feel the tension that had coiled in him over the week unwind as he heard the younger’s laugh, whereas Jeff could feel himself losing to the alpha’s sweet nature.
Jeff put his hand out to take the scent blockers Alan had grabbed, but he was handed nothing. Tilting his head in confusion, he watched as Alan stepped close to him and swiped a bit across his scent gland.
He gasped, his knees buckling as he held on to the older for support. Alan did it again and he let a whine out, his head tilting, enticing the alpha to mark the area.
But that would be counterintuitive. He forced his hands to stop, trying to shove the whine out of his head. In the meantime, Jeff had grabbed the blockers, stood on his tiptoes, and applied some on Alan.
His whole body froze as his eyes snapped to the younger. He let out a growl as he grabbed his waist to bring their fronts together. When Jeff did it again, Alan forced himself away to take a steadying breathe.
“Think about the alphas out there that could hear me if you touched me.”
That certainly helped kill his arousal. Alan looked at the boy before nodding. “So, are you ready to tell me what I am to you, Jeff?”
Jeff blinked back in surprise, his face flushing just lightly as he spoke, “You’re going to be my alpha.”
”Going to be? Am I not your alpha already?” His tone was calculating, low, begging the omega to defy him so he can show him his alpha.
Jeff smiled brightly, his eyes wrinkling, “Not yet, you’re still courting me. And you haven’t even fucked me yet!”
Alan chuckled, “Does my baby just want me to treat him like a little prince? Don’t worry about that.”
He leaned in a little closer, “As for the second part, what are you up to tonight? Maybe I can change that.”
The omega let out a squeak as he shoved passed Alan, heading to go outside. Alan followed him, looking a lot more like his usual self.
Upon seeing them, North wolf whistled, throwing an arm around Sonic. Alan rolled his eyes at the two, knowing a boat of teasing was just coming in.
Charlie seemed to stare at them for a minute, before his eyes settled on Alan, “So, what is this?”
When Jeff moved to answer, his brother put a hand on his shoulder silencing him. He wanted the alpha to answer his questions.
“I’m courting him. Officially now.” He spoke with pride, a wide smile on his face as his eyes flickered to the omega. He could hear North make some noise at his response.
Charlie smiled, moving to stand in front of Alan. “Do one thing I don’t like, and I’ll just forget that you mean so much to P’Babe. Got it?”
Jeff whined at Charlie in the back, clearly embarrassed by his protective brother act. When Alan nodded, Charlie’s smile widened, “And don’t think I didn’t hear you. Jeff’s going to be sticking with me tonight. You’re not touching him anytime soon.”
Alan’s shoulders slumped forward as he realised what this was. It may have been excessive but it was necessary. The alpha in charge of the omega was always meant to do this. It was his turn to be tested, just as he did for North many years ago. He nodded reluctantly.
“Good. How about we head home Jeff?”
They heard Babe let out a gruntled sound, “Am I sleeping alone tonight then?”
Charlie turned to his pouting alpha, “P’Babe, we’re heading to your house. You’ll just be sleeping on the couch.”
Babe continued to protest as he followed the two out. Alan watched and let himself fall onto the couch, his head slumping down. His phone buzzed and he pulled it out to check who.
His pretty omega had texted. Alan sat up properly, a smile spread across his cheeks as he read the message. Pick me up tomorrow morning, alpha.
He immediately typed back a reply, confirming he would be doing so. He looked up to find the stares of North and Sonic directed at him. He quickly shoved his phone away, and barked at them to get to work.
As his phone buzzed another message, he let his smile break free. Yea, this would be more than worth it.