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There were four of them in Jihyo's apartment when Momo sniffed one too many times. Then Jihyo's nose twitched and she groaned and turned to Momo.
“Your turn?”
Nayeon's head whipped up and Jeongyeon cackled as she realised the meaning of Jihyo's statement. Momo caught up a second later and her jaw swung open as she deliberately inhaled, pupils visibly dilating even across the room. A sweet candyfloss scent had started to overwhelm Jeongyeon’s more subdued fresh melon and Jihyo realised that her plans for the free weekend had got a lot more complicated.
A bright red Nayeon stood quickly, stumbling from both the two glasses of wine and the sudden heat coursing through her body.
“I'm just going-” She hopped towards the bathroom, “-Cool down. Prepare.”
As she disappeared around the corner, the room descended into contemplative silence. Jeongyeon checked her phone, tapping away before slapping her knees and sticking a thumb out in her fellow Omega's rough direction.
“I'm gonna make sure she's all good before I get out of here.”
Left alone in the living room, Momo finally responded to Jihyo’s first statement, lolling her head towards her: “I did the last one.”
Jihyo cursed internally, technically Momo was correct: she had helped Nayeon through her last heat. But Jihyo was coming off back to back Dahyun and Jeongyeon heats this month while Momo had been away with Mina and Sana who had been on suppressants to not mess up critical schedules.
Which they both knew.
“Fuck off.”
“You fuck off.”
Like the sensible and mature pack leader she was, Jihyo kicked Momo's leg across the couch.
“Flip a coin?” Momo suggested.
“Let her pick?” Jihyo shot back, hoping that Nayeon's slight preference for Momo would only exile her from her own apartment for the weekend instead of cutting into her gym schedule. It's not like they'd be able to move Nayeon now.
“Works for me.”
“Might as well go get ready.”
They wandered into Jihyo's room, her bed mostly made up from her rushed morning routine. Her scent was everywhere and briefly Jihyo wondered how Momo would react to fucking Nayeon through her heat in a room that stunk of Jihyo. Impure thoughts swam through her mind, flashbacks of the Alpha’s scents mixing with Sana’s, but she shook them free to focus on the moment and Momo stripping down to her bra and boxers in front of her.
“Sometimes I wonder how we've managed to survive this long,” Momo said, throwing a look over her shoulder.
“Are there no other alphas out there willing to take a couple of them off us?” Jihyo said flippantly, voicing a thought she had dismissed in passing over the years, once Chaeyoung and Tzuyu had both finally presented and left them massively unbalanced. The eldest members had really thought there would be a chance at least one of them would be an Alpha, whether it was Chaeyoung and her independent attitude or Tzuyu and her general… “don't give a fuck” demeanor.
“Do you really want that?” Momo asked, pointlessly, already knowing the answer. Above all else, and in spite of how Momo might appear, the pair were dangerously territorial when it came down to it. Many suitable suitors had been kept at bay as they prowled around them on their approach. Their reputation preceded them and, while their omegas were free to live their own lives and choose their own mate eventually, Momo and Jihyo had taken it upon themselves to set the bar high.
“No.”
Because, despite everything, Jihyo was still an Alpha and thinking about her (their) Omegas with other Alphas made her feel sick.
“Thought so,” Momo hummed out. There really was not a better Alpha to be in this with, the hierarchy nicely balanced between Momo's steady confidence and Jihyo's fiery passion. They just worked. When Jihyo overthought, Momo pulled her out of the spiral with a calm, blunt, word.
“But on weeks like this…” Jihyo stretched her arms up with a groan, wriggling in spot until her spine cracked satisfyingly, “Could use a break.”
Some Alphas might have felt like they had died and gone to heaven if they were told they had five, and then seven, Omegas for themselves. But Momo and Jihyo had mainly felt pressure… and awkwardness. They had been young when they started, each having gravitated towards their closest friends first. A manageable two each. Clear separation between each Alpha and their Omegas.
Then there were three more and suddenly there was the logistics of sharing.
Because what sort of Alpha would Jihyo have been if she'd let Momo share a bed with her Omega, Jeongyeon? And how could Momo have any Alpha credibility left after not fighting to be in the room with three, incredibly attractive Omegas?
They had both had to check their egos at the feet of four very demanding Omegas and then three very spoiled Omegas.
“Agreed.”
Of course, because even a moment of Alpha grouching and bonding was not without interruption in their space, Jeongyeon rounded back through the doorway to arch an eyebrow at the pair. They must have been a sight; sprawled flat on the bed in their boxers and bras, their toned stomachs on full display as they attempted to badger each other into doing their duty.
“You useless dicks are trying to get rid of us?”
Her voice was cheeky as she leant on the doorway, forever the Omega that kept the balance around the pack. Jihyo stretched out her arms and made grabby hands at her.
“Jeongyeon! Why couldn't you have just been the best beta out there? You would be so good as a beta.”
It was the truth, her steady personality would have done wonders to help the pack, but secretly Jeongyeon was the Omega Jihyo most enjoyed playing the protector with. Her dynamic with Momo was playful and easy but the shared history of Jihyo and Jeongyeon had a domestic quality that was hard to replicate with the others.
“Bye, Sana's out… somewhere… and I'm tagging along with the lunch squad for dinner,” Jeongyeon checked her watch, looked at the pair of them, then laughed, “I was gonna say is two hours enough but with the state of you two, Nayeon might send you both to the hospital.”
And there was the crux of the issue, Nayeon, the most demanding of their Omegas, was going into heat. Which was standard, they'd helped her a hundred times before, but this time felt different. Usually Nayeon was better planned for this and spent the time leading up to her heat cuddled up to the Alpha of her choice, alternating on a whim between heats as she scented them in preparation. This time she had not. In fact, Nayeon had taken pains to hang out with them together, leaving them confused about who was supposed to be staying with her.
“Fuck off Jeongyeon.”
“Gladly.”
The front door shut and the apartment was once again quiet except for the bustle of Nayeon doing… whatever. Jihyo could feel herself tensing, the anticipation of possibly getting to be with one of her Omegas surging through her even if she thought she might lose out in Nayeon's decision. At the back of her mind she made plans to call Mina, she would understand Jihyo and let her take out her pent up frustration with her. Mina liked it rough from Jihyo and she had a thing about Nayeon which would only heighten the experience, a simple way to avoid thinking about Nayeon and Momo in her own bed. Even the most progressive Alpha, which Jihyo absolutely counted herself amongst, would have a hard time reconciling that.
The room had been too quiet for too long, so Jihyo turned to one side to stare at a spaced out Momo. She was always the most calm and collected of the pair when it came to dealing with heats and ruts. Jihyo was… highly strung.
“Surely we could have just sent Tzuyu at Nayeon with a strap on,” Momo rolled her eyes at Jihyo's suggestion, but she ploughed on, “Come on, have some faith! She did good with Dahyun.”
“First off, Dahyun is Dahyun and you think that means she can handle Nayeon?” Momo barked out a laugh, “She's too much.”
The movement in the apartment stopped.
“I heard that!”
“Good! You were meant to! You're insane!” Momo called back.
“And insatiable,” Jihyo grumbled.
Then Nayeon rounded the doorway and all negative thoughts of Nayeon's insatiability were immediately replaced with a need to ensure she was completely satisfied. The lacy baby pink underwear she was wearing fitted perfectly around her gorgeous tits and sexy ass and Jihyo began to wonder if Nayeon had some ulterior motive.
“My two big bad Alphas…” Nayeon prowled in with an evil grin, the phrase activating the pair like nothing else. No matter how tired they thought they were before, their bodies had a short memory and fast response to stimuli. Especially when that stimulus was Nayeon's sweet candyfloss scent, one that was particularly potent with her oncoming heat.
“Just what am I going to do with you two?”
The complexities of two Alphas servicing a pack of Omegas through their heat had been difficult to overcome. At the beginning there had been a more strict separation, each Omega had naturally fallen in with either Jihyo or Momo depending on existing dynamics and their level of comfort with being vulnerable with one of them.
Then sharing on a case by case basis worked, variety was the spice of life after all and what an Omega could get from one Alpha might differ drastically. The tenderness Mina shared with Momo was nothing like the rougher, kinkier side Mina and Jihyo drew out of each other. Where the leader found herself unable to do anything but pamper their maknae, never letting herself get too rough, Momo had no such qualms, rising to Tzuyu's bait every time, to the Omega’s complete delight.
Although, despite their differences with the others, Nayeon dominated both of them the exact same way in the end.
It hadn't been Nayeon that had… instigated… the night that had changed everything about Momo and Jihyo's relationship. That honour went to Sana of course, who, similarly to Nayeon, knew exactly what she wanted from her Alphas.
The two Alphas had worked alternatively before the fateful night. That was their unspoken agreement after an early mix up (where both of them arrived hard and raring to go at Dahyun's doorway and almost got into a fight) that had left them uncertain where they stood with each other until Jeongyeon had bashed their proverbial heads together.
Jeongyeon was good at that. De-escalation.
Just like how Sana was good at orchestrating events to her own sexual satisfaction and horny whims.
“Have you two ever…?”
The Omega flicked a lazy finger between the two Alphas lounging in front of her on the sofa. She had returned from the kitchen with two beers in hand, holding them hostage as she stood in front of them and blocked their view of the TV.
“Have we ever what? Sana, we're not psychic,” Momo grumbled, stretching her neck to see around her and reaching out with a grabby hand for the beer. Sana relented, standing back in front of the TV after handing them both over.
“No you both certainly are not because we'd all be having a very different evening otherwise.”
“Sana, you're blocking the TV,” Jihyo whined, “The show was just getting good.”
“The others are right,” Sana's hands shot to her hips, “Oh my god you two are the most oblivious Alphas on the planet.”
Then Sana took off her top and the TV was totally forgotten, Momo going as far to turn it off to remain totally focused. Beers were forgotten on the coffee table, condensation dripping down the side and pooling on the wood.
“Nice to see I’m more interesting than the TV.”
An understatement, any of their Omegas undressing in front of them would have them on high alert but Sana came with intention.
“What do you want, Sana?” Momo asked hoarsely from Jihyo's side, like she wasn't hydrated by several beers.
“I want to know, have you two ever kissed?”
Synchronised scoffs came in response to Sana's pointed drunk questioning, a sure sign that they should cut her off soon. Still, Jihyo avoided eye contact with Momo as she felt the gaze burn into the side of her head. They hadn't, but that didn't mean there hadn't been moments of curiosity.
“Okay, have you two ever sucked each other off?”
It was a statement that almost completely sobered up the pair as they spluttered denials to the amused Omega. It was the honest truth but their response had hints of protesting too much. Once, where they would turn away to get changed or avoid each other coming out of the showers, now they lingered. As a younger (and shorter) Alpha, Jihyo had internally speculated about all aspects of her fellow Alpha and it had turned out that Momo did too.
But they had adamantly agreed to keep their separation, the confusion over their Omegas enough to keep their Alpha heads spinning.
Plus Jihyo wasn't gay.
As far as she knew.
Well, not fully gay.
She definitely liked her Omegas.
“What makes you think we would have sucked each other off if we haven't kissed?” Jihyo attempted to divert the line of questioning, feeling like this was leading somewhere that would have permanent consequences.
“Hmmm, maybe you think kissing is more intimate.”
“That's stupid.” Momo had a way with words and she perfectly encapsulated Jihyo’s thoughts.
“Would you suck each other off for me then?”
Rejection didn't come quick enough, the silence doing the talking for both of them and Sana giggled as she wriggled in between them. Her hands quickly found their thighs, Jihyo and Momo unusually tensing in response to a normal movement.
“Hmm, maybe a step too far for tonight…”
But Sana was in full control of the room as she spoke, if she pushed maybe it wouldn't be a step too far, Jihyo thought briefly. The impulse surprised her, kissing Momo had never been on her radar before. Sure the other Alpha was handsome and the rest of the girls loved to kiss her, but they were Omegas and Jihyo was an Alpha.
“...But I'm all fired up and topless,” Sana broke Jihyo out of her thoughts, “And I would like to at least make out with you both.”
“Who goes first?” Jihyo spoke without thinking, eyes fixed on Sana's red lips, which smiled at Jihyo’s correct question.
“Well…” Sana leaned towards her, “To reward you for being such an attentive Alpha you get to go first then.”
The protesting whines of Momo from behind Sana were ignored in favour of bruising the kiss Jihyo pressed against Sana’s lips, hand on her hip pulling her closer to her. It was moments like these that had Jihyo reflecting on just what a lucky bastard she was, everything else in the world melted away when she was with one of her girls. Their lips moved together in well practiced motions, Sana’s squeals captured by Jihyo’s moaning mouth as her hands found purchase in Jihyo’s hair.
And then Jihyo felt another hand slide across her own that was grasping Sana’s hip and was reminded that Momo was there as well. Once she might have recoiled but instead she leant into it, running her thumb over Momo's hand. Jihyo's eyes flickered open and she caught Momo's hungry stare before she nosed into the juncture of Sana's neck while Jihyo bit Sana's lip.
The Alphas took opposing sides of Sana’s neck, relishing in the whimpers and giggles she released. They worked their way back up towards her mouth, Jihyo incredibly aware of the heat of Momo’s mouth as they both tried to win over the other, mouths missing each other by millimetres until Sana finally let Momo have her turn.
Mouthing along Sana's neck while she moaned into Momo's mouth was messing with Jihyo's brain, the vanilla and smoky peach scents mixed into a delicious sweet haze that had her senses frazzled. Where Sana's scent got her riled up naturally, Momo's scent confused her. She drew back for a moment to watch the pair, they moved in total synchronicity, flowing back and forth with a decade of experience. They were always the most synced up pair, Jihyo always slightly jealous of how well Sana worked with the other Alpha.
And maybe slightly jealous of how nice it looked to kiss Momo. Jihyo licked her lips distractedly as she forgot she was supposed to be servicing Sana's lonely neck, but the sight was too much for her.
“This is ridiculous,” Jihyo said, watching Momo and Sana break apart for a second and taking the opportunity to grab Momo by the scruff of her collar to pull her in for a kiss.
The pair of Alphas had their first kiss under the hungry but forgotten gaze of Sana, neither paying much attention to the Omega. It was competitive and biting, nothing like the kisses they had just shared with Sana. Jihyo’s hand slid up Momo’s neck, pulling her towards her with force, while Momo’s hand grabbed at her waist. There was no leader, each Alpha pushing to be in control, as far as one of them could be in control of a kiss and their mingling scents showed it. Jihyo’s musky, woody scent clashed with Momo’s smoky peach and filled the room quickly.
Time passed too fast and suddenly Jihyo found herself needing to capture a desperate breath, pulling away from Momo reluctantly. The other Alpha chased her mouth backwards instinctively, laser focused on Jihyo’s mouth.
“Okay that was very sexy…” Sana said, biting her finger as the two Alphas panted beside her, eyes still locked on each other, “...Oh! Seems like you two agree.”
Puzzled, the staring contest was broken as both Alphas tilted their heads in sync to look at the Omega who she was simply staring down with a smirk. Jihyo's eyes flickered down to Momo's crotch, she choked and looked up at Momo who was staring directly at Jihyo's crotch. Which matched Momo’s in its hardness.
“I uh–”
“That’s not–”
Both Alphas started at the same time, eliciting a cackle from Sana, who slapped their thighs in glee as she jumped up.
“We're gonna have so much fun together!”
And that, put simply, had been the start of a new era for the pack and their dutiful Alphas.