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He knew it. Knew there was something wrong, wrong, wrong. So, he kept prodding, prodding, prodding. Trying to find out what exactly it was that felt so wrong about his brother. And here was the answer. Sitting in front of thousands of other people, Noel’s scent hitting Liam like a shithouse on an especially hot summer day. But not a bad scent, like, but one reminding him of home and carefree childhood summers. The realization hit Liam like a sledgehammer to the head. His brother was an omega.
Liam had seen Noel take pills before and hadn’t thought much of it. They were snorting and popping all sorts of drugs these days, so Liam had thought they were just some poppers and had asked if Noel could give a few to him. But his brother’s reaction had been off to say the least. He had become defensive and shoved the bottle back inside his bag and told Liam to forget about it.
Of course, Liam hadn’t forgotten about it. Afterwards, he had sneaked to take a closer look at the mysterious pills. He thought that if his brother was going to be such a scrooge about drugs, he would change the contents and give the geezer some vitamins instead. See how high he’d get with those.
Obviously, his plan had been a huge success or a huge failure, depending on how one looked at it. Noel apparently hadn’t noticed anything off about himself or his scent yet, being so deep into his performance. But Bonehead, Guigsy, and Whitey were starting to give him odd looks and sideway glances. As were the audience.
Something inside Liam snapped. This was his brother and no one else but him was allowed to do jack shit with or to him. Because Liam had always known. Had always known there was something special between him and Noel, separating them from Paul. No, it was supposed to be Noel and Liam, Liam and Noel.
So, Liam did what he did best: He created chaos.
*
Noel was furious. This was nothing new when it came to his brother, but now he had really outdone himself with interrupting their gig.
“What the bloody fucking fuck was that? Have you finally gone round the bend?”
His brother did look slightly more unhinged than usual, pupils dilated, breath heavy.
“Are you high? I mean, higher than usual? Should I call A&E?”
Liam let out a disbelieving laugh. “You think that I need a doctor? Oh, brother, you should be more concerned about yourself.” He continued, “haven’t you noticed anything different about yourself? Odd, like.”
Noel wasn’t sure what his younger sibling was on about, but that wasn’t uncommon, because no one was sure what Liam was on about half the time. Sure, Noel wasn’t feeling one hunderd percent, but he was probably just coming down with something and just coming down in general. The highs drugs gave were top, but the lows sucked.
“The only thing being odd here is you, and I would thank you to start explaining why you deemed it necessary to fuck up our show.”
Well, Liam wasn’t one known for his eloquence or beating around the bush, so he simply answered, “you’re an omega.”
Noel’s eyes widened and he could feel the beginnings of a panic attack looming around the corner. “The fuck are you on about now? Have you taken another blow to that already damaged head of yours?”
There was no way. There was no way his brother knew about that. It was Noel’s most tightly kept secret. He had been taking suppressants since he had first presented at sixteen.
“I found your pills. Remember that time I asked you what you were taking, and you wouldn’t give me any? I thought you were just being stingy with them poppers or summat, so I went searching through your bags and found the bottle. Imagine your poor old little brother’s surprise and feeling of betrayal when he realized his big brother isn’t the beta he’s been posing as for the last fifteen years or so.”
That was the most upsetting part about this whole thing. That his brother hadn’t felt he could trust Liam with this. He should’ve known Liam wouldn’t think any less of him or whatever. Sure, he kind of understood that being an omega in the neighborhood they’d grown up in wouldn’t have been a walk in the park, but Noel could’ve taken the suppressants and still told about his second gender. Liam would’ve kept his secret.
Realization hit Noel hard. The slightly off feeling he’d been having wasn’t just an oncoming flu, coming down a high, or anything of the sort. Because Liam had swapped his suppressants, he hadn’t been taking them for a while. Feeling a bead of sweat roll down his neck and a tingle go through his body, Noel realized he was going into heat.
“You absolute fucking cunt! Do you have any fucking idea what you’ve done?”
“Yeah, and you should thank me. It can’t be healthy to be taking them suppressants all the time. You gotta let nature take over every once in a while.”
“Take nature over… Oh, fuck off. You can shove your thank yous up your arse. I’m fucking done. See you never!”
Noel turned around and was about to leave the backstage room when he more felt than heard Liam say, “stop.”
He could feel himself freeze into place. Noel couldn’t remember ever hearing his brother use his alpha voice. Well, there was a first time for everything. He just didn’t want to be the one subjected to it.
See, here was the thing. Noel was an omega and Liam was an alpha, and Noel had been a little bit in love with his brother for a long time. Probably since he’d first held his baby brother. And he knew it was sick and wrong, but they had always been a bit different. On a different wavelength than Paul. He also knew that he could never do anything about his love. Not even if Liam insisted on telling the whole wide world how in love he was with his brother. That was just Liam being Liam.
Noel was still facing the exit of the backstage room, so he didn’t see Liam moving, but he could feel it and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
Liam had never been surer of anything than when he told Noel to stop from leaving. Leaving this, them. Most of the time he didn’t really take notice or care about his own second gender, either. It was just something that was a part of him like his legs and arms. But now he was glad of his designation and was not above to use it to his advantage.
He walked the few steps up to Noel, stopping to stand right behind him, and took a hold of his left wrist where he could feel Noel’s pulse beating rapidly. “I love you,” he mumbled into Noel's neck.
Now it was Noel’s turn to say stop. He didn’t want to hear this. Didn’t want to be here. Didn’t want to corrupt his little brother for good. Neither of them were saints, but there were things one just didn’t just do. Sure, they’d kissed before, but that was just how they were and a part of the show. This was something entirely different, intimate and personal.
Liam stepped around, coming face to face with Noel. “I love you and I want you, have for a long time, and you being an omega ain’t gonna change that.”
Noel shook his head. “No, you don’t. It’s just the pheromones, and you need to let me get the fuck away from here before we have a real problem.”
Liam rolled his eyes. “You’re not listening. I want to be there for you for your heat. And all the heats from here to the day we finally bite the dust.”
Noel really wanted to say no and try to reason with Liam why this was wrong and why they couldn’t do this, but it was getting harder to think straight. He had wanted this for so long, and now it was being offered to him on a silver platter.
After a pause, he whispered, “okay.”
*
When they finally made it to Noel’s hotel room, Noel’s heat had kicked in properly. He could feel himself getting wet between his legs, the slick making its way down his thigs. It would’ve been embarrassing had Liam not been there to push him against the door, grunting, “Fuck, I can smell you. Could smell you on the stage, too.”
Noel couldn’t help needling his brother. “So, was—ah, was that the reason you went crazy there?”
“Fuck yes, it was. Wanted to get you away from everyone or to fuck you in front of everyone. Thought you’d appreciate the first option more.”
Noel imagined it for a second. Liam coming up to him on the stage, ripping both his guitar and clothes from him and giving it to him in front of thousands of people. Claiming Noel as his. He immediately banished the thought and answered with snark. “Our kid being somewhat sensible for once? Never thought I’d see the day.”
“Yeah, well. Our kid gets to fuck you anyway so it’s a win in my books.”
Somehow, they made their way to the bed without ripping their clothes (or each other) to shreds, and Noel was on his knees and elbows, presenting like a proper omega. Even if he hadn’t had heat sex before, he was no blushing virgin - neither of them were with the rock’n’roll lifestyle they led, and they had fucked a lot of gorgeous people. Still, Liam thought, this was the hottest thing he had ever seen, and he thought he should let his brother that.
“Oh, fuck. Look at you. Fucking perfect, babe.”
Noel always tried to maintain at least a somewhat composed image, so it was intoxicating to see him losing control, giving into his omega nature. Slick was dripping from his hole, down his thighs, and Liam wanted to bury his face in there. Never one to deny himself of pleasure, he did just that.
Liam knelt down between his brother’s legs, spreading the pale cheeks, licking into the inviting heat.
“Oh, fuck.” The sudden feeling of finally having something in him made Noel groan deeply. He could feel his heat kick up a notch, getting closer to that stage where he wouldn’t know anything but lust and want.
In his weakest moments Noel had allowed himself to imagine this. Imagine what it would be like to spend his heat with his brother. What Liam would be like? Would he fuck Noel hard and fast or take his time and be sweet about it. Knowing he was about to find out felt overwhelming.
Liam could hear Noel trying to smother his moans and was spurred on by them. His brother tasted so fucking good. Tasting his sweet slick, smelling his cloying scent, and hearing his soft moans made Liam want to sink deep into him. Fuck him until neither of them knew where one began and the other ended. And then knot him and mark him as Liam’s. As he’d always been. Like Liam had always been Noel’s.
Fuck, just thinking about knotting his brother, breeding him, made Liam’s cock twitch and he let out a groan of his own. “Fuck, want to fuck you.”
Noel could sense his omega purr in satisfaction at having made their alpha want them. Used to being in charge, he commanded, “do it then, you cunt. Fuck me.”
Liam stared at his brother for a bit. Fucking unbelievable. Even deep in heat, Noel was still snarking him. God, Liam loved him. With that, he got in position and teased the rim in front of him with his cock, finally pushing into the wet heat. Fuck, but it was perfect. Liam could feel Noel tense up for a second and then collapse into the bed, like a puppet with its strings cut.
“Fuck, babe. So fucking good. Taking me like you were made for it. And you were, weren’t you? You know we’ve always been different from others. There’s no one else for us. You’re mine. My omega.”
Noel let out a broken moan, feeling saltwater gather in the corners of his eyes. He had never dared to believe he could have this. But now here he was. Being fucked into the bed by his alpha little brother. He had never felt more fulfilled. They had always been connected and now they had completed that spiritual connection with a physical one.
“Alpha, please. Fuck me. I need it. Need your knot.”
Liam shuddered at hearing his big brother call him alpha. “Yeah, I’ll give it to you. Don’t you worry, babe. Gonna knot you so good and breed you until you’re full. And then I’m gonna fuck you again to make sure it took.”
The thought of getting pregnant, of carrying Liam’s child made Noel clench hard around the cock inside him. It was forbidden. He knew they couldn’t, but still… it was a compelling thought. He needed to banish those thoughts from both of their minds.
“Fuck, no. Think about what kind of freaks our kids would be.”
“Nah, I think they’d be perfect. Just like you’d look perfect with your belly all big and round.”
Liam put his arm around Noel and placed his palm on his stomach.
“They’d have your songwriting skills and my voice.”
This was too much. Noel had imagined just that in those rare times he had indulged in his fantasies about his brother.
“Stop.” His voice close to miserable and begging. “You know we can’t do it.”
“Why? Why can’t we? You’d never have to tell ‘em who the other daddy is.”
“And what if they looked like you?”
“We look similar enough. You could just put it up to the Gallagher genes.”
Noel could see it in his mind’s eye: a little kid with big blue eyes and thick eyebrows. He wanted to forget the impossible image. He didn’t want to think about the future in any way, because he knew it was going to be difficult with just what they were doing right now. Even in heat he couldn’t stop thinking about all the horrible scenarios this could end in. What if someone found out? What would their bandmates, friends, and family think? They couldn’t do that to their mam.
Liam could see his brother spiraling and decided he needed to put a stop to that right away. “Hey, babe. Noel. C’mon. It’s gonna be okay. Whatever it is you’re cooking in that stupid brain of yours, it’s not gonna happen.”
This wasn’t the time to be thinking and talking about what tomorrow would bring with it. Liam did the only thing he could think of that would stop his brother from worrying and resumed fucking him zealously. He could smell Noel’s scent spike and felt a gush of slick on his cock, leading to dirty squelching noises.
Noel could feel his anxiety alleviate with every thrust of his alpha. And wasn’t that a thought. Liam, his little brother, his alpha. His heat was really hitting now. It was getting harder to think straight. He always felt like he needed to be in charge, whether it came to the band or his designation, and now all he wanted was to let go for once. So, he did just that. Taking a leap of faith and trusting Liam to be able to handle the situation appropriately.
Liam could see the moment his brother let go and gave himself permission to fall deep into his heat. It was a fucking beautiful sight and Liam wanted to remember it forever, thankful that he wasn’t doped up to the eyeballs at the moment. No, this was something that would follow him to his grave. Even if Noel decided that this would be a one time thing only, Liam would remember. He wasn’t sure how he would come back from this, though.
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted this to be their future. He wanted to be Noel’s alpha. The thought of someone else ever getting to experience Noel in heat was enough to make Liam growl in frustration. He bent down to nibble Noel’s neck where the scent gland was.
“Want you to be mine, Noely,” he whispered.
Noel heard him as if Liam had been shouting at the top of his lungs and gasped, shaking his head. But it was getting so hard to focus. Why shouldn’t he give himself to his alpha? He didn’t want anyone else.
“Yes… Alpha,” he answered, voice trembling. “Knot me.”
“Fuck yeah, babe. I’ll knot you so fucking good you never want anyone else again. My omega.” Liam complemented this with a hard thrust, hitting Noel’s prostate, making him let out an embarrassingly loud moan, torn between wanting to get more of that feeling and getting away from it because it was just too good.
Noel could feel himself getting close to coming. “Fuck, Liam. Alpha, gonna come. Please.”
“Go on, come for me, omega.”
And Noel let himself go. He clenched hard around the cock inside him, feeling it thicken. He was doing so well for his alpha, making him pop his knot. He wanted it. Wanted his alpha’s knot and come, claiming him.
Noel let his knees drop even more so that he was flat against the bed, giving his alpha better access to him. Without thinking, he also turned his head to the side, offering his neck and scent gland.
Liam had never had much of an impulse control, and when he felt Noel come and saw him presenting himself as to be mated, he felt whatever little restraint he might have had disappear. He could feel his knot catch against Noel’s rim and pushed in, hard. He knotted the omega, his omega, and leaned down once again. Licking Noel’s scent gland, he pleaded, “Please, Noel, babe. Let me. Okay? You know we’re meant to be. Don’t you? I wanted you even before I knew you were an omega. Bet you wanted me, too. My mate.”
“Fuck. Yes, yes, yes. I do. Want it. But we can’t—” He was interrupted by Liam giving a final, punishing thrust, knotting him, biting down on Noel’s scent gland, hard.
Feeling his alpha, his mate, knotting and claiming him made Noel come again. Sex nor anything else had ever felt like this. This was completion on every level. It felt like finally finding a missing puzzle piece he’d been desperately searching for.
Liam was whispering something that sounded awfully lot like “I love you” repeatedly in his neck, and Noel felt he needed to answer to it.
“Love you, too. Know I don’t really say or show it often enough, but I do. You’ve always been mine, haven’t you? And now I’m yours.”
Liam was so happy he could feel tears gather in his eyes. “Yeah, Noely. It’s always been you. And now it’s always gonna be us. Against the world like in your songs, yeah?”
Noel felt his eyes closing and heart clenching. “Yeah.”
This was only the beginning, and they would have a rocky and unsteady road before them. But they would be facing it together, forever.