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"You look like shit"

Invisa took a sip of coffee, feet up on the table as he walked in, exhausted and sore. He did look like shit but it was a bit mean to say it.

He opened the fridge to pull out a boxed apple juice.

"Bet those alphas looks worse. Probably drowned the poor dudes"

Punch up nudged past him with a low laugh, knocking his hips just enough to fall forward into the kitchen bench. Groin knocking with just enough force on the edge to make him wince.

"Y-yeah...very funny, guys. I'm just....I'm gonna go lay down"

"Haven't you done enough of that already?"

Malevola opened a portal up next to Invisa, stealing her coffee and leaning against the wall with a sly smile.

"Sure, yeah...but, you know-I mean you don't. Alpha hero's and...whatever"

He didn't have the energy to lie. The room was already brimming with pheromones, all competing on top of one another. His power already made his own almost dull to nothing; he wasn't used to smelling so much testosterone in one room. It made him feel like puking. Water welling up inside his mouth.

"I didn't even know Omegas could be heroes. Break through that glass ceiling, sister"

He didn't even know when Prism entered. His head was swimming, his groin aching and raw, rubbing against the teeth of his suit zipper. He felt...off. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't take any more time off. He chalked it up to exhaustion. That rut was rough, rougher than it had been in a while. Rougher than his teenage years.

Stress...must be.

He walked back to the fridge, opening the freezer and finding a frost-bitten bag of peas hidden right at the back. He could ice his junk in the supply closet. No one would bothered him there.

"What are we talking about? Hey Waterboy, welcome back"

Robert slapped his shoulder (or what he could reach) on his way in, beelining straight for the coffee pot. He looked tired, as always, but smiled at him. The only person to smile at him directly so far.

"How proud we are of our little omega hero here. Breaking barriers and taking knot"

He jumped, almost dropping his peas and squeezing juice all over his suit, Invisa suddenly at at his side. She was smirking as everyone chuckled. Everyone except Robert.

"Lay off. Your biology doesn't make you a hero. If It did you wouldn't be on my team, fighting to prove yourselves"

He remembered the phone call. The subtle confession. He was defending himself as much as he was defending his lanky self. They didn't know what ex-hero Robert was, but whoever he used to be, he did it all as an omega. He fought alpha villains just as well as anyone in this building. Dominating them, holding them down...

"E-excuse me"

His cock twitched painfully as he ran to the supply closet. Sitting down in a dark corner and pushing the frozen peas into his junk. Whimpering at the frigid cold that help ease some of the rawness of his knot as it tried to swell again.

No, no, no.

Enough. It was enough. He couldn't do another round, another rut. He was so tired. He just needed a moment. He could cool off. He could do this. He could make it stop.

He reached down, under the peas and cupped his cock, squeezing just enough to relieve the painful pressure. A pitiful whimper left his lips as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the wall.

"Hey...you good? That was out of order, I'll talk to them before shift starts"

He almost jumped out of his suit, knocking over a pile of buckets next to him with a lanky leg.

Robert.

"N-no...it's ok. I'm just...s-sore"

He lifted his knees, hiding the bag of peas. Knot just swelling more. In such a confined space he could smell him. Just faintly, blockers were doing their job well, but that sweetness was just below the surface. Vanilla and sugar.

"I feel that. I hope you used protection cause some of these alphas are-"

Robert took a step closer, eyes adjusting in the darkness to see it. His knees up tight to his chest, peas on his groin, hand hidden beneath-

"Oh"

"Please don't say anything! I'm...it's just...I don't-"

He tried to curl further into himself, curl up and disappear. But it just made the pressure worse, the knot swell larger, fighting the stretchy fabric of his suit. Desperate to burst free and feel the cool air over his swampy body.

But Robert didn't back off. Slowly approaching and lowering himself until he was right in front of him. On his knees, one hand reaching out to cup his shoulder reassuringly.

"It's ok. None of their business"

He relaxed, just slightly. Enough for Robert to place a hand on his thigh and lower his legs, giving him a bit of relief.

"You sure your ruts over?"

"I...I don't k-know. Its-this one was...rough. I w-want to be here! I w-want to work!"

He felt his heart race, colour drain from his face. Was he going to be sent home? His scores were already the lowest, he could risk falling behind because his cock refused to behave.

Robert cupped his cheeks, water falling over his fingers as he made him look up at him.

He smelled so sweet.

"I get that, but you're not ok. Do you have an omega you can call or..."

Not yet.

"Have you ever...?"

"N-no...alone"

Robert huffed a pained laugh, pulling his hands away and going to run then through his hair only to stop halfway and shake the water from them with a crumpled nose.

"Ok, well, that might be it. You're not emptying properly. It's just building up each month. That's going to kill you one day"

"It-it's fine. I promise! I'm...I'm careful"

And he was. His doctor was impressed and fascinated when he was an awkward, pimply teen, at how his power affected his ruts. He was on top of it with plans and notes. Making sure he could get through it all at their heightened state.

He didn't need an omega then to suffer through it. Surely, as an adult, he would be ok now.

"You had a seven day rut and your icing a hard on under a mop"

Ok he's got me there.

So he sat in embarrassed silence. Knot begging for attention. Icy peas losing the battle against his own blood flow.

And then Robert sighed.

"Look...just let me..."

Robert pulled his legs apart, sitting up on his knees and undoing his belt. Pushing his fly open and reaching back with a grunt to his...OH.

He couldn't do anything but watch, mouth agape, as Robert lifted slick covered fingers.

He shuffled forward, pushing two fingers into his mouth as his other hand reached for his suit's zipper, slowly unveiling freckled and flushed skin. Battling away his hand and the bag of peas to pull his knot free, red tip slapping wetly against his stomach as Robert swirled his fingers in his mouth and reached down to jerk him softly, seeing just how raw he truly was.

All he could do was sit there and shiver. Whimpering pathetically as the taste of his sweet slick, the softness of his hands. Gripping the concrete below him with slippery gloves.

It didn't take him long to release sticky cum all over his chest and Roberts hand. Long, thick loads spurting forth as it always did. Almost twice the amount as normal.

But it felt so good.

Relieving in a way he had never felt before even as his knot throbbed with load after load, Robert milking every drop he could in wonderment.

"Oh...so your power...right, that makes sense"

Robert leaned back. Letting him catch his breath for just a moment before his knot swelled again, he whimpered as his cock tried to harden once more. Robert raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Ok, a bit trickier than I thought. Umm...do that thing where you fill your mouth with water"

"W-what?"

"Trust me I have an idea"

So he did, mouth filling as Robert took more slick from his hole, sucking fingers into his own mouth this time. Mixing spit and slick before pulling him in for a kiss. Opening his lips and slipping the mixture into his full mouth. Tongue swirling their water together. He felt himself relax, knot throbbing to a stop and cock slowly going limp. Content and spent with the taste of an omega filling his throat. Rut finally satisfied.

Robert pulled back, wiping the mess from his chin before tucking him back away and going for his zipper only to abandon that idea when he really looked at the mess he'd made for the first time.

"Ok, that should get you through the day, hopefully. But dude, take the time off if you're going to raw dog it. Better missing some extra days than dying on the job. I don't want to be the one explaining it. And for future reference, find an omega you trust to get you through it. If you can't...well, let's just say I'm available. Don't tell HR"

He shivered, adjusting himself on the floor as his body became heavy. Wanting nothing more than to nap for a thousand years. But he was sticky...and itchy.

"T-thank you"

Robert squeezed his shoulder, standing to fix himself up before heading for the door. The team was waiting on him.

"Take a second and then go get cleaned up. I'll see on you on call"

And he did. Using an old rag to get the worst of it off before rushing out the door and towards the locker room for a quick shower.

A figured appeared behind the closed supply closet door. Tucked in the corner, clothes askew and inhaler pressed between their lips. Bag of peas abandoned and melting.

"That was hot"