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The golden crown clattered to the floor as Wemmbu hunched over his wooden dresser, sharp, blackened claws dug into the surface harshly. His tail lashed once, twice, a sharp, agitated flick before stilling. Flame's annoying voice rung in his head, as much as he'd wanted to forget it: suppressants only delayed the inevitable. But he wasn’t ready for any serious rut. The last time he'd been in heat, he'd had to lock himself in his room while unironically, he heard Derapchu having his way with Wifies.
The thought of having to self isolate involuntarily gave him a cold shiver. He tried to brush it off, but he smelled like Egg. Eggchan, his best friend, the same bastard he'd saved just yesterday. He knew he should've stripped his clothes knowing he was about to go into rut, but, he didn't, far too tired and way too worried the diamond players would try to pry Egg for information again.
Eggchan, meanwhile, was busy folding his wings into something resembling a respectable, tucked in shape. The left wing one always stuck out at a weird angle, no matter how much he fiddled with it.
"Ugh," he mutters, giving up and flopping onto his bed. The black fabric of his suit wrinkled instantly. He should’ve asked Wemmbu for help, again, but the demon had been vanishing into shadowy corners all week, ever since he'd been kidnapped yet again.
Eggchan’s fingers drummed against the mattress, restless.
The ceiling above him still had marks from where they'd been ambushed before. Instead of focusing on his own health, his mind wasn’t painting anything pleasant- Wemmbu still had been ignoring him. Whenever he'd try to focus, his mind replayed just the same question, over and over.
\Why is Wemmbu avoiding me?\
He rolled onto his side, wincing as his left wing jabbed awkwardly into his ribs.
A knock at the door startled him upright. Speak of the devil, quite literally.
"Egg?"
Eggchan’s breath hitched. He scrambled off the bed, wings flaring awkwardly before he forced them back down.
"Yeah?" he called, too loud, too hoarse. He cringed at himself.
The door creaked open just enough for Wemmbu’s shadow to stretch across the floorboards. He didn’t step inside. His posture was rigid, tail coiled tight around his thigh, claws flexing like he was fighting the urge to dig them into something. Eggchan’s gaze flicked to the demon’s face- his white pupils seemed dilated, his gaze unfocused.
"You good?" Wemmbu muttered, voice strained. Had he noticed Egg was looking too long at him?
Eggchan swallowed, his headwings fluttering slightly. "Shouldn’t I be asking you that?"
Wemmbu's claws tapped against his side, scoring tiny grooves into the doorframe. His breath came too fast, too shallow almost.
Eggchan could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest beneath his fancy attire, the hues reminding him a little too much of someone else. The demon's scent hit him then, thick and musky, Wemmbu's scent reminded him heavily burnt sugar and iron. It curled in Eggchan's lungs, made his wings twitch.
"You reek," Eggchan blurted, then immediately wanted to kick himself.
Wemmbu’s tail stiffened, his hands had dug deeper into the doorframe with an audible crack.
Wemmbu exhaled sharply through his nose- it almost sounded like a laugh for a second, but it obviously wasnt, judging from the look on his face. The demon knew it too. He was a ticking time bomb the longer he was around the angel.
Eggchan's mind blanked. The words processed slowly. "Oh." He sighed. That made a lot more sense. "So you're…"
"Fuck-- forget about it Egg. Just.. leave me alone." His voice came out harsher than he'd hoped. When he retreated, his hands took some of the shitty paint job.
Eggchan heard the splintering crack of the doorframe as Wemmbu stormed down the hall. It seemed too fast-paced of a walk & too desperate. He sat there, frozen, fingers twitching at his sides before he exhaled shakily and dragged a hand through his messy white hair.
Before he knew it, two days passed without so much of Wemmbu even leaving his room. Eggchan tried to distract himself in any way he could- But his thoughts kept circling back to the way Wemmbu seemed so bothered- not that he could do anything about it. The demon had ran away from him, not the other way around.
The angel had flicked the stove off with a little more force than necessary, the iron pan sizzling as the last strips of meat curled at the edges. The kitchen smelled overwhelmingly of garlic and smoke, almost like he'd burned something again, but not badly enough to ruin it. He scooped the food onto a plate, the black suit sleeves rolled up to his elbows, one wing still stubbornly untucked.
He was halfway through contemplating whether Wemmbu would even want to eat after he'd rejected all of his food so far when the air seemed to have shifted. A slow, creeping warmth spread up the back of his neck, like someone had exhaled against his skin. Eggchan froze, fork hovering mid-air.
"Ah-?!"
Wemmbu's voice was uneven against Eggchan's shoulder. The demon wasn’t supposed to be here. He wasn’t supposed to be *this* close, not when his scent rolled off him in thick, dizzying waves. Eggchan didn’t turn around. His fingers tightened around the utensil as his world seemed to pause.
He couldn't help himself. Egg smelled so divine. His mind was drawing blanks as he huffed air from the crook of Egg's neck, his hands, now unclawed fully with black extensions similar to razors, gripped the angel's waist possessively..
Eggchan didn't dare move. The kitchen's haze was nothing compared to the thick musk rolling off Wemmbu in waves, something a lot more Earthy, and judging from Wemmbu's dishelved state, this rut was the culprit.
"Wem-" Egg started, but the name cracked when the tallers hands were pinning him harder against the counter. The demon's now obvious clothed erection pressed insistently against his ass, hot, slightly burning even through layers of fabric. Egg's breath hitched. Wemmbu had never made sexual advances, not even romantic ones. He'd groan anytime he saw any of the other couples being romantic infront of him. Even calling Flame pathetic for having a boyfriend.
"Shut up," Wemmbu growled into his neck, but it lacked bite- just raw need, his voice ragged at the edges. His tongue darted out to taste the sweat beading along Egg's pulse point, and the angel shuddered, his mouth agape which only made Wemmbu hungrier- of course, not for food. For his own Egg.
Eggchan gasped as teeth sank into the delicate skin where his neck met his shoulder, the pain bloomed hot, then melted into something dizzyingly sweet as Wemmbu’s tongue laved over the mark, soothing the sting only to bite down again harder.
The demon’s breath was ragged, his claws retracted just enough to avoid breaking skin as he dragged them down Egg’s sides, bunching the fabric of his suit jacket.
"W-Wemmbuuu.." Egg’s voice strained and dragged, his hands struggling to grip the countertops.
Wemmbu didn’t answer. Instead, he wrenched Egg’s head back by the hair, exposing his throat fully, and descended with a hunger that bordered on violent. His kisses were messy, desperate and more teeth than lips, more growls than full kisses. Egg could feel the heat of him exploring his mouth, the way his body arched into Egg’s back, the unmistakable press of his cock grinding against him in rough, uneven thrusts. The friction was dry, almost painful, but Egg couldn’t bring himself to care, not when Wemmbu’s free hand slid down his front to grip his thigh, hiking it up against the counter to deepen the angle.
Egg gasped into the kiss, his wings flaring out instinctively before he forced them to stay still, afraid any movement might break this lovely moment. What was he even thinking? He shouldn't take advantage of Wemmbu like this.
His thoughts scattered like startled birds when Wemmbu's tongue pushed deeper into his mouth, again hot and insistent, tasting every corner as if memorizing the shape of him. The demon's grip on his thigh tightened, fingertips pressing bruises through fabric as Egg's balance wavered. One of his untucked wings flapped wildly before Wemmbu caught it mid-motion with his free hand, pinning the sensitive wing against the crook of the angel's back. A whine tore from Egg's throat, muffled by the violent make-out session.
The counter dug painfully into his hipbones, but the discomfort barely registered beneath the shock of Wemmbu's claws skating up his inner thigh, leaving raised welts in their wake. Egg arched into the touch instinctively, his own hands finally finding comfort in Wemmbu's tangled hair, darker purple strands slipped like silk between his fingers, damp with sweat at the roots. The demon growled approval low in his chest when Egg tugged, the vibration traveling straight to Egg's apparent throbbing dick.
"Fuck, ah- Fuck-" Egg moaned when Wemmbu abruptly switched positions, licking a searing line up his jugular before sinking his fangs into the tender spot beneath his jaw. His knees buckled; Wemmbu caught him effortlessly, slotting a thigh between Egg's legs to grind against while his tail coiled possessively around Egg's ankle, the spade-shaped tip flicking against bare skin above his sock. Every movement was messy, Wemmbu's usual calculated movements lost to the feverish haze of rut, but the desperation made it better, so much better. Egg could feel the tremors running through the demon's body where they pressed together, the way his breath hitched whenever Egg made the smallest noise.;
Eggchan barely registered being lifted until the world tilted violently, his wings flapping uselessly as Wemmbu hauled him over one broad shoulder like he weighed nothing. The sudden movement made his stomach lurch; he instinctively grabbed for something to grip on, fingers tangling in the silk of Wemmbu's jacket before they burst back into the demon's room. The scent hit him first; musky, thick with pheromones, the air practically humid with heat.
Egg barely had time to process the wreckage, discarded clothes piled hazardly, the sheets tangled in a nest-like mound at the center, before Wemmbu unceremoniously dumped him onto the bed. Egg bounced once, wings splaying awkwardly beneath him, his breath leaving him in a startled grunt.
Wemmbu didn't give him time to adjust. The demon was on him before Egg could even sit up, straddling his hips with a growl that vibrated through Egg's bones. One clawed hand pinned his wrist above his head while the other tore at the buttons of Egg's suit jacket, fabric rending with a sharp *rip* that made Egg's pulse spike.
"W-Wait--" Egg gasped, but the protest died in his throat when Wemmbu continued to strip him, eventually using his teeth to do the job.
Eggchan's breath stuttered when Wemmbu reared back, his claws making quick work of his own jacket. Buttons pinged against the floorboards wherever clothes werent blocking the hardwood as the demon tore the fabric open, revealing sweat-slicked purple skin stretched over defined muscles. Egg's gaze dropped lower, then stuck. Wemmbu's boxers were already strained obscenely around the swell of his erection, the fabric darkened with precome. With a snarl, Wemmbu hooked his thumbs into the waistband and shoved everything down in one rough motion.
Egg's mouth went dry.
The demon's cock sprang free, flushed deep violet and curved slightly upward, thick veins prominent along its length. The base swelled into an unmistakable hefty knot, already half-formed and glistening, a monster of a thing, really.
Wemmbu's tail lashed as he kicked the ruined boxers aside, his breathing ragged.
"Stop staring," he growled, but the effect was ruined by how his cock jerked at Egg's attention, a fresh bead of precome dripping onto Egg's thigh.
"Can you blame me? Holy- shit-!" He gasped, His own erection ached, trapped beneath the tattered remains of his suit.
Wemmbu groaned, picking up his cock as it weighed itself down in his hand, as he pushed the length needily against his angel. His eyes squinted shut, mind blanking as he'd even forgotten what he was mad about. He did know however, that he needed to knot Egg before he went fucking crazy.
Eggchan barely had time to register the cool sheets against his back before Wemmbu grabbed his thighs roughly, pulling them up and seemingly raising them to drape over his shoulderblades. Eggchan tried to move, instead, Wemmbu leaned in, his legs pushing the two up.
Egg suddenly realized the position they were in as a hot tip kissed his entrance.
"Wait, I've never--"
Eggchan's protest died in his throat as Wemmbu's hips snapped forward without warning, the blunt head of his cock stretching him in one brutal thrust. The pain was insane, like he'd been pulled apart from the inside out.
Egg arched off the bed with a choked scream, his wings flaring wildly only to be pinned beneath Wemmbu's knees. The demon didn't pause, didn't give him time to adjust, just let his eye twitch as he smiled aimlessly from the relief.
The stretch was unbearably painful, Egg could only moan and hiss as the intrusion re-arranged his guts. Wemmbu's claws dug into his thighs hard enough to leave crescent indents as the demon leaned forward, pressing Egg's knees toward his chest in a brutal mating press that left him utterly exposed. The angle forced him deeper, each ragged thrust punching the air from Egg's lungs in punched-out whines. His wings scrabbled uselessly against the sheets, trapped beneath Wemmbu's shins as the demon used his full weight to keep him pinned.
Eggchan's breath came in ragged gasps as Wemmbu's claws dug into the soft flesh of his thighs, pinning him in place with terrifying ease. The demon's entire body trembled with restraint, sweat-slicked muscles gleaming in the dim light as he loomed over Egg like some feral dog. His cock dragged against Egg's inner walls with each brutal thrust, the stretch bordering on unbearable; until suddenly it wasn't.
A broken moan tore from Egg's throat when Wemmbu's knot caught against his rim, the thick bulge teasing just outside before slipping back in with a filthy squelch.
Egg's vision blurred as Wemmbu's hips pistoned into him with relentless precision, each snap of the demon's pelvis dragging his cockhead against that sweet spot inside Egg that made his toes curl and his wings twitch uncontrollably. The mating press forced his spine into a brutal arch, his wings pinned beneath Wemmbu's shins, every frantic flutter only served to rub the delicate membranes raw against the sheets.
"F-fuckkk.. W-em, -mm.." Egg's plea dissolved into a gasp as Wemmbu's claws dug deeper into the meat of his thighs, the sharp tips pricking skin just shy of breaking it. The demon's breath came in ragged growls against his neck, his teeth scraping over Egg's pulse point like he was seconds away from sinking in it properly. Precome dripped from Egg's neglected cock onto his stomach, the sticky heat smearing between their bodies with every brutal thrust.
Wemmbu's knot swelled impossibly thicker, catching against Egg's rim with each withdrawal until finally, it lodged itself inside with a wet pop that punched a sob from Egg's chest. The stretch burned, but quickly melted into pleasure as the knot pressed mercilessly against his prostate, dragging a broken moan from his lips. Wemmbu's hips stuttered, his rhythm faltering as his orgasm crashed over him. Egg felt the hot spill of cum deep inside, the demon's cock pulsing as his knot locked them together.
Egg barely had time to process the overwhelming fullness before Wemmbu's hands slid up to grip his waist, lifting him effortlessly despite being knotted together. The abrupt shift in angle made Egg's head spin; Wemmbu rolled them sideways without breaking the connection, his tail coiling possessively around Egg's thigh as he manhandled the angel into his lap- not intentionally manhandling him, that is, he was very cautious as the knot was still swell.
He seemed to come down from the stars as Eggchan panted against his chest, consciousness blurring as Wemmbu suddenly snapped back into control. He cursed under his breath, his purple skin reddened at his cheeks from the sight ahead of him.
"F-Fuck- Egg? Dude are you okay?" His tail smacks against the nest, his pupils returning to their original size.
Egg gave a shaky thumbs up, voice shot from all of the screaming he'd done. He moaned lowly as the knot squeezed out more seed, drool already drying at his lips.
Wemmbu guiltily hugged Egg, careful this time, knowing it'd be a while until that knot swelled down. He laughed nervously, noting this to Egg, who just groaned. "I was making breakfast for both of us y'know."
"Sorry." Wemmbu mutters, "I seriously don't know what happened after I left that room-"
Egg giggled to himself; "You acted like a damn dog. It was cute."