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Beast is trying his best to calm and focus on the battle at hand. But the heat in his gut had different ideas. He was supposed to be distracting Sabretooth while Scott and Logan broke into the hideout half a mile deeper into the forest. But his movements grew sloppy as his brain became cloudier with each passing moment. He thought he had a few more days until he needed to take his suppressant. The villain took this as an opening and threw the furry mutant into a tree.
But when the tall blonde mutant pushed him against the oak, his predicament became noticeable. His boner, which was painfully visible through his speedo was pressing into the larger mutant's abdomen.
Hank couldn't help it; the smell of an alpha right on top of him, sweating and snarling and manhandling him like he wasn't 300 pounds of furry muscle and fat. It pushed all the buttons inside. Not often was there someone like this around, let alone one who would show even an ounce of interest in a furry blue behemoth.
Victor laughed and pressed his nose into the blue man's neck; he didn't even know the hero was an omega, just look at him. But wow, that scent sent shivers down the blonde's spine. He hadn't had an omega in a while, least not one who could handle him properly. But this mutant could, no question. Beast was still at the start of his heat, squirming and fighting. But Victor pushed him harder against the tree, leaving indigo blood on the bark.
"I know yer jus' 'ere to distract me while yer x-fuck friends break into that bunker. Yer a good fight, but yer slowing down, blue. How much longer till ya gotta find a better way to entertain me?" The villain whispered in Beast's ear.
Hank shudders as Victor's long tongue flicks the point of his ear. Suddenly, something pokes into his behind. Dignity winning out in his heat for a moment, the hero kicked the villain in the face, sending him tumbling back.
"I am not weakened to such a state that I would succumb to my lesser urges so easily!"
The villain smirked as he stood, licking the blood from his healing nose.
"Yet."
Hank stood his ground as the blonde charged him. They grasped each other's hands, their strength relatively even. This tussle went on for a good little while. Victor had stopped attacking him as he had before, going for punches and small scratches as opposed to trying to gut him as he had when the fight started. The blonde had this smug look on his mutton-chop-adorned face. Just waiting for McCoy to give in. The hero wasn't willing to admit how close he was becoming to doing just that. Then the aches started. Leaving him exposed to the villain's attacks. Beast felt his hole grow slick and his cock throb. He hesitated his fight just long enough to be wrestled onto his hands and knees.
Victor's hand cupped the hardness just contained within his speedo, the scientist didn't even realize his cock sprang from its sheath. Hank whined and pressed his hips back. Practically presenting for the feral man like a bitch.
"Heh, ya done denying it yet? Never seen an Omega with a cock like this."
The blue mutant was just about to protest when his speedo was torn away. Cock dangling down, cool air against his now exposed hole.
"F-fuck." Hank growled ineluctably; he couldn't think clearly anymore.
"Don't mind if I do, blue." The villain chuckles.
That was the only warning the hero got before a long, rough tongue ran over the indigo ring. Lapping up every drop of slick that leaked, trailing down to his blue furry balls. Hank yelped when Victor took a tiny nibble.
But in his heat-muddled brain, he still leaned into the feral's mouth. Victor chuckled against the blue mutant's hole.
"So fuckin' eager aren'tcha?"
Suddenly, Hank found that rough tongue dipping inside him as a clawed hand came up to stroke his cock from the deep navy base to the tapered pink tip. The villain pumped lazily, but his tongue seemed to zone in on the scientist's sweet spot instantly.
The only sound Beast could make was incoherent whines and moans as he took up fistfuls of grass and dirt. But as if sensing just before Hank was about to cum, that deliciously torturous muscle slipped out of him.
Letting out a louder whine as he was forced onto his back, legs pushed back as the larger man straddled him, Hank realized he was naked too. How the blonde managed to free himself from his uniform and tongue fuck the hero was too much for his heat-clouded brain to think about. But he could appreciate the sight. Victor wasn't quite as furry as Hank, but his chest and happy trail had such dense tuffs of blonde hair. There was also clearly an extra soft weight on his pecs. The hero didn't think about breast tissue; he just saw something soft and squeezable.
Hank suddenly felt wetness drip onto his stomach. As the feral stroked his sizable cock the blue mutant was met with something unexpected. The underside of the man's cock showed a slick, fat vulva and throbbing hole. Before Beast's mind can comprehend the sight, his cock is lined up with that hole.
His eyes widened and locked with Victor's, whose were full of mischief. The blonde sank on his cock in one motion. Hanks's back arched, and he steadied himself on Victor's hips. His foot claws clenching onto the blonde's shoulders.
Victor moaned, keeping Hank folded in half as he rode Beast's cock with abandon. He can't recall the last time he got his cock wet like this, yet during his heat, it crossed wires as it sent jolts up his spine, but his hole still felt so damn empty.
"Sa-sabre-" The furry mutant tried to warn the villain atop him.
"The suits off, ya can call me Victor swee'eart. Cum for me and I'll give ya whatcha need." Victor growled, pinning Hanks wirsts above his head and riding faster.
The blonde's cock dripped nearly as much as heroes hole did. Making a mess of the scientist's belly. Victor started stroking his own hardness, his hole fluttering around Hank's cock as he snarled. But the Villain had reached his hand back and stuffed two fingers to the kunckle into Hank's hole. The hero couldn't hold back; it was too much, too many sensations, it felt dirty, cumming inside an alpha, but holy fuck, it felt so good as his eyes rolled back.
"Victor!" He roared, taking fistfuls of the earth below.
Victor returned the sound, spilling clear fluid on Hank's chest, clenching tightly on the omgeas cock. Panting, overwhelmed, both with his orgasm and his heat, which had only been sent into overdrive.
"I need, I need." The hero couldn't finish, and the villain laughed in his face.
"Yer too heat stupid to talk, jus' lemme get to work big blue."
Victor raised himself up off Hank's cock and got to his feet. He lifted the hero and pressed him into the tree he had earlier. Those crazy feet gripped Victor's shoulders once more, and his hands tangled in his long blonde hair. The hero pulled the villain into a long, needy kiss. Victor smirked at the pathetic display and shoved his tongue into the blue mutant's mouth as he lined up his cock head with that ready hole.
The feral man slurped up every moan and whimper as he sank the hero down into his cock.
Hank whined, wiggling his hips, but the villain teased him just a little before he started to thrust abruptly. As the scientist felt that monster t-dick piston in and out of his messy hole, he could feel the cum he left behind being fucked back into himself. He wants to be disgusted, but all it seems to do is enhance the sloppy sounds their fucking was making.
"Victor~" Hank whimpered, presenting his neck. He wanted a mark, he wanted an Alpha's claim. He needed one.
The villain didn't even hesitate, digging his teeth right into the hero's scent gland. Euphoria spreads down to the hero's toes and boils in his gut, spilling between his and Victor's stomachs. But the blonde makes no move to stop. He's himself a damn pretty omgea, and he's gonna milk them for all their worth.
"Logan, can you smell Beast anywhere?" Scott asks as they walk through the dense forest, but when the leader turns back, Wolverine's nose is twitching, and eyes are wide.
"Nope," Logan mutters, turning the other way.
"What's the matter? What do you smell? Is McCoy ok?"
"Jizz a' sweat."
"Oh...oh."
They picked Hank up the next day, and none of the men said a word about the incident ever again, or questioned seeing Sabretooth jumping out of Beast's window twice a month from then on out.