《[E U P H O R I A] ||MCYT Smutshots||》[skephalo] N e e d
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[BadBoyHalo x Skeppy]
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Bad's heat was never easy.
Ever since he had mated with Skeppy, each month would have that one week of excruciating pain and absolute need. Normally, he would have Skeppy there to help him through it as soon as it started, but this time it wasn't the case.
Bad woke up for his nap in a daze, sweat covering his entire body and sopping into the sheets. He felt hot and gross, his mind clouded by a desire for one thing and one thing only. He wouldn't admit what it was out loud, but he knew he needed it.
He whined, scent glands aching from the stress the heat put on them, pumping out pheromones to try and entice his currently-absent mate. Skeppy was out for the day with a few friends, meaning Bad would be home alone for at least a few more hours.
His instincts instantly told him to make a nest so he could relax, so the male lurched upwards, moving toward the closet to grab the materials they had bought for his heats and a bunch of Skeppy's clothes. Although the scent was faint, he could pick up on Skeppy's cool pine smell lingering on the shirts and jackets. It had his body shivering as he moved back over to the bed, placing the blankets, towels, and clothing down and beginning to situation them how he liked. As he normally did, he put the towels, a blanket, and the clothes around him, and a blanket over top. Being covered helped him feel safer when Skeppy wasn't around, so he would always have a blanket over too the nest.
As he got himself comfortable, he shakily grabbed for his phone. Even if he couldn't be there with him, Skeppy's voice was enough to calm him down and make him feel safer.
With trembling fingers, he opened his contacts and clicked on Skeppy's number, listening as the phone rung once, twice, three times before there was a click.
"Hello?"
"Skeppy.." Bad breathed out as another wave of heat hit him.
"Bad? Are you ok?"
"No, you muffin... I'm- I went into heat again, and I want you here..."
Bad whimpered as Skeppy's tone of voice changed into one that was a lot more comforting and sweet.
"Alright, baby, did you make a nest?"
"Mhm."
"Have my jackets there with you?"
"Of course... I couldn't live without your scent, you know that."
"I know, baby. Just wait for me, ok? I'll be home in an hour."
"Ok... I miss you, please hurry," Bad whispered before hanging up, repositioning his body in bed. He could feel the slick oozing out of his body as his hole begged to be filled with Skeppy's knot. Although, Bad didn't even necessarily need to be pounded, he just needed to have the source of that scent he adored close to him and surrounding him. He normally even preferred that to the alternative, since it meant Skeppy normally knotting him without protection and causing Bad the pain of having to force it out the other's cum. Sure, in the moment it felt heavenly, since his body begged to be knotted and bred, but he wasn't ready for kids, and neither was Skeppy.
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Nonetheless, there was still that one time during his heat that Skeppy would opt to not use it.
The pair had been together for a few months now, and neither had really noticed how Skeppy's rut and Bad's heat got closer and closer to each other.
The hour wait for Skeppy was agonizing for Bad. He wanted - no, needed - something to fill him up, and he hadn't had any sex toys. He didn't like them, no matter how much Skeppy suggested it in case he couldn't take care of him right away. Bad knew a rubber mold of a dick would never satisfy him correctly, but it was better than being left empty and in pain.
But, luckily for Bad, eventually the sound of the front door unlocking reached his ears, and he could feel himself dripping at the realization that his mate was home. It was disgusting to him, but his body craved his mate, who burst through the bedroom door in due time.
Bad could just barely make out the other's scent, which frustrated him beyond belief since he was standing right there. Tears filling his eyes, he squeaked.
"Please... Skeppy, I need you-"
The Alpha approached, gently shushing the other as he lay down beside Bad, who instantly snuggled up to him. The omega was severely touched starved in the time Skeppy was missing, still whimpering as their bodies pressed against one another. Skeppy ran his hands through the other's dark-colored hair, making Bad shiver beneath him.
"How are you feeling, baby," Skeppy inquired softly, and Bad tilted his head up to look at the other.
"...Empty," he groaned, shifting his legs as more of his slick seeped through his bottoms. Bad had always been plentiful when it came to his body's natural lubricant, but then again, it was surely needed when taking Skeppy's length. Even though Skeppy was technically on the smaller side for an Alpha, he wasn't lacking either, still much bigger than an omega and most betas.
However, it wasn't as if size mattered to Bad. He was just happy to be filled by something when he wanted to be; warm and something that would pulsate inside of his leaking core.
Bad released a shaky sigh, unwillingly pumping out more of his heat pheromones. His body seemed to recognize his mate's presence and scent, and was therefore trying to lure him in harder. Skeppy normally had a high tolerance for Bad's scent, although it was probably one of the most alluring and attractive things he's ever smelled. However, his rut was close, and the scent was starting to trigger it early.
It wasn't uncommon for mates' heats and ruts to sync up after a bit of time. They were meant to, since the reason they were even a thing was for reproductive purposes.
"Bad... My rut..." Skeppy whispered in warning. Bad seemed to understand immediately, despite the daze he was in. However, he gave a soft smile in Skeppy's direction, and said "don't worry, we'll get through this together."
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As Skeppy's heart melted, another part of him hardened, succumbing to Bad's heavenly scent and stumbling towards him. He flopped on the bed beside the omega, giving him a bit of a startle. But, Bad ended up quickly moving towards Skeppy, nuzzling his nose into the crook of the other's neck, and taking in his strong Alpha scent. It made him shiver, and he melted into Skeppy's embrace. However, the Alpha was getting needy himself. He wanted to knot Bad - wanted to fill him up to the brim with his seed and make him bear his pups. He growled in delight at the meer thought of Bad's belly being full of their pups, his Alpha instincts agreeing with the idea and egging it on.
"...wanna fill you up..." Skeppy mumbled as he nibbled on Bad's ear, making the other wince.
"Please," was all Bad could say, tilting his head to show his submissiveness to the dominant.
Skeppy wasted no time, letting out a growl as he pushed Bad down with his face down and ass up. The omega whined loudly, obviously uncomfortable with how his body was placed, so Skeppy backed off a little. As Bad readjusted his body to get ready to mate, Skeppy placed soft kisses to the back of his neck, meanwhile slipping off his own clothes. His erection was painfully obvious, especially as it practically pushed its way out of his boxers, slapping against Bad's ass. The omega jumped, whimpering at the feeling. Noticing that his mate seemed a little unsettled, Skeppy hummed - a little something he had learned would help calm his omega down.
Skeppy knew Bad was ready when the ravenette spread his legs wider for him, allowing his fluids to drop down his legs and onto the sheets. Seeing that Bad was ready, Skeppy wasted no time plunging in, flushing their hips together in a matter of seconds.
It wasn't painful in the slightest for Bad, but it was a little uncomfortable. The omega whined loudly to voice his uncomfort, making sure Skeppy didn't go any further before he was ready. The two rarely talked while mating, and instead gave signals using different vocal notes.
For example, whining was an alert for Bad to get Skeppy's attention, and Skeppy's humming can be used as a way of asking how Bad is feeling. Although wordless, the two can understand each other clearly, even if a signal has multiple meanings. They had a strong bond, after all.
It took a few minutes of shifting and readjustments until Bad was ready, finally relaxing in his nest as a way of showing Skeppy he was content. Normally, they would have stopped there, but with Skeppy's rut forwarding and taking over a bit, there was no doubt in the omega's mind that he was going to be knotted.
Skeppy started off soft, to Bad's surprise, but made long and deep strokes to hit the farthest points inside of him. Bad purred, enjoying the pace and the feeling of the warmth pressed to his walls, filling him up.
But, that gentleness didn't last long, and soon enough Skeppy was slamming into Bad, the stimulation not seeming to be enough. Bad's legs trembled as Skeppy abused his innards with his thick length, but wasn't complaining. Sometimes he secretly enjoyed it when Skeppy was rough with him. But, this truly was a first.
Skeppy had always tried to hold back when it came to full on sex with Bad, but the dam broke, and his rut was fully set off, leaving him with no restraint or care besides knotting the omega under him. At this point, Bad was loudly whining, having already come twice and feeling extremely overstimulated. He was uncomfortable, and a little stressed, but he held on, hoping that Skeppy would finish soon.
He got lucky, because moments later, Skeppy's pulsing cock shoved itself balls deep inside of Bad, and the knot inflates, pumping loads upon loads of hot, creamy cum into Bad's womb.
The two were exhausted after that, Bad rolling onto his side as his belly was filled full of his mate's cum. He didn't realize just how much Alphas came during their ruts, and now he was realizing that it was a lot.
As they were locked at the hip, Skeppy gave Bad affectionate kisses all over his face, letting him know how well he did. Bad purred loudly, feeling soothed and completely content. He nudged his head against Skeppy's gently, chastely kissing at the other's jawline.
They were tied for an hour, which was way longer than usual. By the time Skeppy finished cumming, a slight bulge was visible in Bad's belly from the amount that was generously given to him. The Alpha growled in content, although it was a mindless act, and he did so without thinking. The omega under him settled into the nest, a rumble of a purr emitting from his chest. Skeppy lay down beside him, wrapping his arms around his mate. Bad was already dozing off, not seeming to need anything from the Alpha. They would just worry about it after they woke, after all.
So, Skeppy relaxed, and fell asleep alongside the other.
---[Fin.]---
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Unedited as of: December 14th, 2020
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