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It was Huaiyan’s idea to set the two up together. The man who had raised Ren since he was little and a friend to Ashveil.
All his life, Ashveil never felt love. He admits Ren is pretty, though.
Until one night changed everything.
It was the first time he’d helped Ren through his heat. Beneath him, Ren was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Teary eyes and rosy cheeks, clinging onto the alpha.
He found himself asking: how could someone possibly be this beautiful?
Yeah, that is to say he fell hard. Damn it.
Much to his dismay, Ren has someone else that he likes. Ashveil has long known about this even before their marriage. He has always known about Ren’s one-sided love with the black-haired dude called “Dan Hung” or whatever his name is. They still proceeded with the wedding because they respected Huaiyan’s wish.
It never used to bother him because at the time he had no feelings towards Ren but it only started bothering Ashveil once he’d developed feelings for him.
Unlike what you see in stories, their marriage is actually pretty decent.
Neither of them dislike one or the other. If anything, they also help each other through their ruts and heats. Ashveil didn’t want to. At least— didn’t want Ren to help through his ruts. He’d tended to go to another person but Ren always insisted by reminding him that “I’m your wife.”. So they’re pretty cooperative when it comes to that stuff.
Today, on his way home, he sees Ren with that man again. Ashveil detests the sight and maybe because his rut is near as well that he’s feeling a bit uneasy. He can’t get the picture out of his head. Jealousy and anger, they are not a good combination that eventually lead to the triggers of his rut.
The house reeks of pheromones by the time Ren is home.
“Are you in a rut?” Ren asks Ashveil who’s sitting on the floor with his back resting against the wall.
Ah… this scent… this is Ren’s scent. The scent of an omega, the scent of his omega... It smells so good… Ashveil stands up only to grab Ren’s wrist and push Ren him down to the bed, causing Ren to drop the shopping bag on the floor which tells that he’s just gone to the grocery store.
Ashveil inhales more of Ren’s scent through his neck. So good… He can’t help but run his tongue against Ren’s skin, indulging in the flavor. Fuck. His mind is a mess right now. This is why he’s against spending his ruts with Ren, to be honest. Because he might end up hurting him, end up being selfish, end up becoming the man Ren is scared of. The man Ren might end up hating. He doesn’t want that.
But when they reach a point where he already has Ren naked beneath him, he can’t stop, wanting to claim every inch of him.
Ashveil thrusts his eager hard cock deep into Ren’s entrance with no preparation that lets out a sweet moan from Ren’s lips. Not even a protection.
First, the way the bed creaks beneath them with each thrust into Ren tells just how rough Ashveil is. And second, the way Ren is clawing onto Ashveil’s back leaves his aggression no doubt.
He doesn’t remember being this vulnerable before. It’s just that he’s feeling a bit more emotional than usual. Perhaps it’s because he’s been holding back all of this time and he’s in a rut, too. And it has been two years.
Ashveil had made up his mind that his feelings for Ren would remain a secret which he swore to bring to the grave with him. It was okay like this. He wouldn’t want to interfere. Because he knows Ren is in love with another man. But looking at Ren beneath him, those teary eyes and rosy cheeks really, really get the best of him, listening to the way the omega moans for his alpha… Ashveil wants more.
Am I not enough? Why can’t I be the one? There are so many things going on inside his head right now, it’s starting to hurt. Gonna fill you up, gonna get you pregnant, gonna make you mine. He can’t tell what is right or what is wrong anymore. No one else can take you away from me. You belong to me. I won’t hand you over to anyone. My omega... And then—
“I love you,” Ashveil whispers into Ren’s ear.
Ren’s eyes widen at the words but it hasn’t clicked to Ashveil what he just did yet.
“I love you,” Ashveil repeats. “I love you, Ren.”
It seems to be the reason that brings Ren to his release with a beautiful scream accompanying him, but they are far from over as Ashveil pulls his cock out only to bend Ren over before thrusting himself deep into him again, returning Ren into a moaning mess once more as he grips onto the sheets.
The words “I love you” continue to leave Ashveil’s lips, as if that’s all he knows. That really is all he knows. All he can think about right now.
His cock grows larger inside Ren as his teeth sink into Ren’s nape, a scream louder than before, still beautiful, accompanying Ren this time. His grip on the sheets tightens while taking Ashveil’s knot.
When Ashveil wakes up, he doesn’t know what happened after that other than collapsing onto the bed before everything else fading to black. He can’t even remember the memories from last night pretty well but Ren is next to him with bite marks all over his body. And d-d-d-did they finally bond?
“I want to talk about last night,” Ren starts as Ashveil sits up on the bed.
Ashveil turns his head to Ren. “What?”
“How long has it been?” Ren asks.
“How long ‘what’ has been?” Ashveil wonders, not exactly quite getting what Ren is talking about.
“You said you love me,” Ren tells Ashveil.
Ashveil remembers everything now. A blush immediately spreads across his cheeks which he quickly hides as he buries his face on his knees, hands ruffling through his disheveled hair, yelling out “Aaaaarrrghhh!” in embarrassment. You’ve gotta be kidding me! What were you thinking?! You were never supposed to say that out loud! You are truly such an idiot!
Ren goes on, “That’s all you said the entire time you were holding me, by the way.”
Ashveil palms his blushing face. This is so embarrassing. He just wants to disappear. “I’m sorry, you can just forget that…”
“I can’t just pretend that never happened when I was there, you know. So since when?” Ren is back at it again.
“Since the first time I helped you through your heat,” Ashveil admits in defeat.
Ren remains silent, causing Ashveil to turn his head to Ren over his shoulder, still as red as he’s ever been.
“Is that okay…” Ashveil murmurs. “Can I love you?”
“Yeah. I won’t see another man anymore after last night. You were the hottest.”
Ashveil excitedly leans down and cups Ren’s cheeks, kissing him on the lips.
“We are so gonna be late for work,” Ren says as he palms the back of Ashveil’s hands with their gaze locked.
“Mm,” Ashveil merely hums, pretty aware of it.
They have sex again.