Damon could tell the heat was waning, which was odd, in his opinion. He had come to understand that while in heat, you received no indication of when the heat was going to abate and give way to a period of lucidity. One afternoon, after Jun bent him over the counter in his kitchen, Damon asked Jun if he had felt the heat letting up before becoming lucid before. Jun shook his head and said it was like flipping a switch for him. On and then off.

...So why did Damon feel the heat lessening? The Season was still going strong. The only thing that he could think would cause this was pregnancy, but Damon wouldn't have gone into heat in the first place if that was the case, and they'd been careful to use protection diligently.

Maybe it was because Damon had never had a heat before? It was a normal biological function for omegas in every other pack. The curse on Ganymede pack just suppressed heats in omegas and gave heats to alphas, so maybe his body was confused. That must be what it was.

He hoped.

He was still in heat for the moment. He was exhibiting all the behaviors of being in heat – increased sex drive, fever, clinginess, and some nesting. Omegas outside the Ganymede pack, who had heats during the Season, didn't experience the random nesting periods that Ganymede omegas experienced throughout the year, because usually their hormones were all in working order and they would only nest when pregnant. However, Damon had heard that some omegas experienced slight nesting tendencies during their heats even if not pregnant, so it was relatively normal.

Damon knew this, and so neither he nor Jun were particularly surprised when Damon pulled all of Jun's clothes out of his closet and onto the bed. Thankfully, Damon wasn't quite as aggressive as he was when nesting outside of heat, and he had no qualms about letting Jun into the nest, likely because his need to be fucked was stronger than his need to protect the nest.

Yet, with each day that passed, Damon's urge to be bred was satisfied immediately, and Damon could also feel some of his sanity leaking back in, which lead Damon to another conclusion. Another reason why he might be able to feel the heat lessening:

He was getting dicked down every day, multiple times a day. Maybe the frequency at which they were having sex was calming Damon's hormones enough to clear his head. When Jun was in heat, they didn't do it nearly as often as they were doing it now, so maybe that's why Jun didn't notice it lessening.

This realization was enough to calm Damon's worries.

They were nearing the end of the second week of Damon being in heat, and Damon was currently clinging to Jun's waist like a koala as Jun made them dinner. Being in heat had made him a lot more shameless than usual, and that included being a lot more physically clingy. Jun was eating it up though, so Damon wouldn't be too embarrassed about it when his heat was over.

As a result of Damon's clinginess, Jun had gotten very good at maneuvering around him, and he finished cooking, plated the food, and set up the table with Damon still attached to him like a leech.

Jun set the plates down and tried to gently remove Damon's arms from around him so they could sit down, but Damon suddenly thought that was a Bad Thing, and held on even tighter.

For any normal person, this might have been frustrating. But Jun just started to purr, clearly pleased at the situation. Left with no choice, Jun rearranged the plates, moved Damon to his front, and sat down, which forced Damon to sit in his lap, facing him. Damon was hungry – but his need to smell Jun was currently outweighing his hunger, so he buried his face in Jun's neck. Jun let him be and began eating, but eventually Damon knew that Jun was going to force him to eat. The omega in Damon wasn't really interested in eating, even if his body knew he needed to. Thankfully, Jun was excellent at knowing what Damon needed and making sure he got it – even if Damon didn't really want it.

Usually, Damon grumbled about it but let Jun do what he wanted. Today, for some reason, Damon was feeling more stubborn than usual. So, when Jun decided it was long enough and tried to turn Damon around so he could eat, Damon held on as tight as he could – and growled.

They both paused at the sound. Damon hadn't been very aggressive at all during his heat. At most, he would get a little worked up and try to set the pace when they were fucking (only if Jun was deliberately going slow to antagonize him). But otherwise, Damon had been pretty mellow.

After a second of silence, Jun tried again – probably thinking that Damon had just done it unconsciously and would be less aggressive the second time around.

But no. Jun pulled Damon and again, Damon growled at him, teeth bared and very close to Jun's throat.

If Damon were a little more in his right mind, he might have the sense to be scared right now. This exact situation was what often lead to a lot of the abuse situations omegas experienced during their heat. Alphas, no matter their level of restraint, could not handle being challenged so directly like that, even by an omega who may or may not actually be threatening them. The fact that this was Jun was likely the only thing preventing Damon from being slammed into the ground.

They had experienced a milder version of this before, when Damon was nesting the first time, but while he had bitten Jun and rumbled at him in warning, he had never outright growled at him like this. It wasn't even aggression borne out of horniness like when he was nesting. That, Jun could handle without losing control. He just didn't want to be away from Jun right now and was annoyed at Jun for trying to move him – and for some reason, it was making him really goddamn angry that Jun was trying to distance himself from Damon. It didn't matter that Jun probably wasn't even going to move Damon off of his lap. He was just trying to turn him around. But the part of Damon's brain that recognized these things was shut off.

Jun froze again, but Damon was past the point of caring if he'd managed to piss off the calmest man on the planet. In fact, he must have been just a little bit insane, because he leaned forward and rested his teeth against Jun's neck, not exerting any pressure, but still a clear threat.

If Damon were aware of anything right now, he would be concerned. This was an abrupt change in behavior for him, which meant something was wrong. Some omegas could be aggressive during their heats. Some were really calm and submissive. Others might demonstrate slight tendencies toward both, as Damon did occasionally. But an abrupt change from being a relatively calm omega in heat, to being aggressive and threatening like this was a red flag.

As it was, Damon could only think that if Jun tried to move him again, he really would bite him – and not a good bite. The kind meant to cause pain.

Jun was very stiff in his seat now. Not out of fear – out of restraint. Any other alpha in this situation might have already thrown Damon halfway across the room. Damon felt Jun's heart beating against his own where their chests were pressed together. Jun's was a little fast, and from the corner of his eye, Damon could see that Jun's jaw was clenched.

Jun must have figured out that something was wrong. But Damon wasn't in any state to verbalize what was bothering him, so Jun did the only thing he could do – display dominance until Damon calmed down, and if even that didn't work, he would stimulate the nerves at the back of Damon's neck to forcefully calm him down before he hurt Jun or himself.

With his mind made up, Jun grabbed Damon by the hair and pulled until his mouth was off Jun's neck. Damon was already growling, and it just got louder, but Jun ignored it. The sound was probably making the alpha in him clamor to growl back, to bite – but Jun had always been stronger than the beast inside of him, and he knew a better way to suppress Damon's aggression.

Damon was wearing one of Jun's shirts and boxer shorts, so it was easy to slide them down his hips. In the same motion, Jun pulled down his own sweatpants, and before Damon could claw at his face, he pulled Damon onto his cock. Damon froze, and while his upper body was still mostly tense, the muscles in his legs and lower back relaxed.

Damon, lost in the feeling of needing to fight and threaten anyone who looked at him wrong, briefly felt the signals in his brain scrambling as his body tried to figure out what it wanted more – sex or fighting.

But Jun was really getting scary good at figuring out what was going on in Damon's head – so he didn't give one or the other. He held Damon down firmly, preventing him from moving or stimulating himself in anyway, which only made Damon more agitated.

This way, Damon could fight – but he wouldn't get any satisfaction. So his only option was to submit.