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The Chrysos Heirs bath was a humid sanctuary a floor above everyone else. The tired Chrysos Heirs could rest after a hard battle and drown their thoughts in the steaming water. Phainon and Mydei particularly enjoyed that aspect. The scent of pheromones grew thick, suffocating in the public bath's heavy air. Just as incense thickens the air, the smoke will first choke your lungs and blind your eyes as your body desperately wretches and claws to find fresh air. However, that final part of the analogy falls flat as the public bath is known for its more… indecent activities.
When Phainon first met Mydei, a single glance was enough to know that this man was an Alpha. Big, tall, muscular, reliable—any ‘masculine’ word to describe a Kremnoan can describe the Prince of Castrum Kreamnos. He is the pinnacle of man, the one true Alpha. Mydei despised the depravity of the baths below, which Phainon only learned after a few months of sparring with him. After that, he’d always spend time with him relaxing after the heat of battle. Mydei was extremely reluctant at first, but Phainon coaxed him to stay. “We’re both Alphas here!” he’d argue as if he were Socrates. From reasoning to begging (“Please, Mydei!”), Mydei finally relented. Overjoyed, Phainon made sure to stick close every time they’d bathe after battle. He thought he’d become stronger just by being in the presence of Mydei’s pheromones—strength by osmosis, he’d say.
One day, Phainon confronted Mydei, saying he’d want to spar and learn. “We’re fellow Alphas in arms,” he’d reason. “You’d understand me.”
Mydei then looked at Phainon with eyes glinting with disdain. He scoffed. “I’ll put you in your place.”
Phainon grinned. “We’ll see about that.”
And that’s how their ‘Alpha Activities’ hit off. They’d trade punches and grab each other, attempting to throw the other to the ground. With their sweat flying to the air with how intense their sparring went, it’s no wonder why both of them would head to the baths together. Heat in battle, heat in the bath; that’s what Phainon would parrot around when people would ask why he’d bathe with a Kremnoan. “It’s just Alpha things,” he’d laugh off.
But today, he finally realized why Mydei was so reluctant to be with him in the first place. Breathing laden with a carnal want, skin flushed with desperation, and sweat infused with thick pheromones, Phainon didn’t have time to cover his nose before the dimmed lights in his head lit up so brightly they exploded. “You’re in heat?” he asked as he instinctively inched closer to Mydei. “You’re… an Omega?”
Mydei didn’t respond. Instead, he weakly pushed himself off the ground onto his two feet. Bad idea. The scent that had already choked Phainon began to assault his eyes, his senses, and his skin. He felt the blood rush south so fast that his head spun for a single second. He grabbed Mydei’s wrist to pull him back into the water. “Mydei-”
But Mydei immediately retaliated. He pulled against Phainon’s arm to jerk himself free, but what neither of them realized was how tightly Phainon latched on. Phainon was launched out of the water and fell right on top of Mydei, knocking the two of them back into the bath. Phainon was above Mydei, but his gaze was unfocused. Mydei’s breathing became more intense, more needy. Fearing that he’d lose all composure, Mydei bit his fingers until they drew blood. “Mydei,” Phainon panted, “You’re an Omega? Oh my god, I–” his nonsensical rambling dragged on and on. “Don’t go out of the water. I can–, I can smell you.”
“So what? Get off me.” Mydei squirmed weakly, cursing his own body for relaxing against an Alpha(Phainon).
“But you smell so… good…”
Mydei clenched his jaw. “Give me some space,” he complained as he weakly pushed Phainon away with his foot. Phainon looked at Mydei’s actions with hazy eyes. His eyes traveled from Mydei’s foot up his leg and down to the spot between Mydei’s thighs. That throbbing length caught his attention as the sound of his breathing was deafening.
He fearfully leaned in and took a whiff of Mydei’s pheromones. His head fell forward as he took another deep breath. “You smell amazing,” he mumbled as he crept closer. “Mydei, you smell so good.” As his nose pressed against Mydei’s chest, Phainon’s nostrils were set ablaze. His psyche rewired itself as it got hooked on that delicious scent of an Omega—a prime Omega.
“I said give me space!” Mydei hit the top of Phainon’s head. Mydei shakily sucked in a breath. “Alright, I get it. Just give me some space.”
Phainon nodded. He slowly tore himself off Mydei as he took a few steps back to sit on the ledge. He grabbed his discarded towel and placed it on his nose. Air. He needed some fresh air. The thick steam of the bath clouded his judgment, yet his efforts to get Mydei’s scent out of his body proved futile. He could feel that heavy scent on his skin. He could taste it on his tongue with every breath he took. Every drop of flavor drove the engines of arousal in Phainon’s mind. He wished to pounce on Mydei, and the thought of it alone made his cock swell to a painful hardness that leaked precum.
Mydei stared at how Phainon twitched in anticipation. He sighed. Truly, an Alpha is bound to be an Alpha. He walked closer and wrapped his hand around Phainon’s cock. Phainon flinched and let out a quiet groan. Mydei stroked Phainon’s length slowly, entranced by the thick scent emanating from Phainon. It was a scent he was extremely familiar with, yet this time, it was thicker, more carnal, and more addicting. He pressed his tongue against the underside of Phainon’s shaft and dragged a line of saliva from the bottom to the tip. Phainon squealed as he quickly put a hand on Mydei’s shoulders. “Are you okay with this? I’m an Alpha, you don’t have to push yourself…”
It was really a stupid question. One so stupid that Mydei felt sobriety was over him. Anger, disdain, arousal; those initial emotions take root in his heart. Those stupid, expectant eyes were burning two holes inside Mydei’s head. Rather than skip a beat, he felt his heart trip over itself and fall up his throat. In utter disbelief of his own reaction, he gave up responding. He licked Phainon’s tip once and twice to gauge the reaction and then put the entire thing in his mouth.
Phainon groaned as he put his hand on top of Mydei’s head. That action earned him a growl from Mydei which, being truly honest, was quite sexy. “M-Mydei, please–!” Phainon whined as he pushed down Mydei's head. Mydei then felt something warm hit the back of his throat. The moment he registered the taste, he retracted his head and spat Phainon’s release onto his hand.
“I was barely there for a second,” Mydei scoffed.
Phainon, who looked even more wrecked than Mydei was, had a tear brimming in his eye. “It was my first time!” he complained back.
Mydei smirked. “I didn’t know you were a virgin.”
“Does that mean you’re promiscuous?”
“No.” Mydei licked Phainon’s length once more. “No, I’m not.”
Phainon shivered. “We should stop this now,” he muttered. “If Aglaea finds out then we would be stuck cleaning this place for months.”
Mydei stood up from the water and grabbed Phainon’s chin tightly. “Who cares?” Mydei leaned in closer to look at Phainon’s eyes. At this distance, Phainon realized that the clarity he thought was behind Mydei’s gaze was clouded. The red flush on his cheeks emanated a smell so sweet that his mouth salivated despite the makeshift barrier. He gulped.
“Mydei–”
“You’re holding back too much.” With that statement, Mydei grabbed the towel and threw it away. He used his other hand to grab the side of Phainon’s face. “I’ll give you five seconds to push me off. I want to have sex with you.” It was the moment’s honesty that caught Phainon off guard. He didn’t expect the sudden meek plea, but then he didn’t count the time. “Times up.”
They crashed lips. Phainon didn’t know what to do but followed Mydei’s lead. Phainon instinctively grabbed onto Mydei’s shoulders, feeling like he would sink if he let go. The scent began to slowly build up, like a damn filling to its brim. With each little breath, his mind was filled with the smell of Mydei. When they parted to catch a breather, Mydei felt pride at how he made Phainon so breathless. His pale skin was burning red and those blue eyes were out of focus. He relished in that victory even more when he saw Phainon grab his neck. “More,” he heard Phainon beg.
Mydei’s smile was wide and toothy. “Come here.”
Phainon pushed against Mydei as if he wanted to go under his skin. He was searching frantically for that scent which lit a flame in his stomach. It filled in a hole he never realized had opened up in his body and he wished for it to be filled to the brim—until he could drown in it. One hand cupped Mydei’s face while the other tightly gripped Mydei’s nape. He pulled Mydei even closer until their chests rubbed against each other. The touch sent electric shocks through his limbs, through his head, and through his mouth where he and Mydei’s tongues touched.
He wanted more, craved more, starved for more, but he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. He was pulled away as Mydei grabbed a handful of his hair. Mydei was breathless. Drool dripped down the side of his lip as he panted. Phainon was entranced with the way Mydei’s chest moved. He could see the sweat glistened and dripped down. It was calling for him.
Mydei put a hand on Phainon’s shoulder to anchor himself. He nearly suffocated in Phainon’s impatience, but that, too, was sexy as hell. Before he could get a word out, Phainon gently put his hands on his waist. He lifted them both and reversed their position so that Mydei was sitting on the ledge and Phainon standing in the water. Mydei was a little confused, but just as he was about to hit Phainon for being stupid, Phainon latched his teeth onto Mydei’s chest.
Mydei groaned. He could feel Phainon’s tongue dragging across his chest. It was feverish as if Phainon was trying to drown in his sweat. Yet, it wasn’t enough. His body was begging for more. He let out a pained noise as his poor cock was ripe with strain. The sweet release he was begging for was still ever distant. Phainon looked at him for a moment. “What should I do?”
What should he do? Mydei could feel the frustration bubble in him. He pushed Phainon down to the ground as he crouched above his abdomen. He grabbed one of Phainon’s hands and brought it down between his thighs, guiding it straight to his hole. “Put your fingers in and stretch me out,” he mumbled once. Feeling as if that idiot would not get the memo he dragged down Phainon’s head so that his mouth would be right next to his ear. “Put it in, Hero .” He accented that with a bite.
Yet, once again, Phainon’s ‘manners’ got the better of him. “Are you sure it won’t hurt?”
“Do not make me repeat myself–!” Phainon pushed his finger in without any warning. “Hey!” He hit Phainon on the top of his head. “Don’t surprise me like that.”
“Sorry,” Phainon quickly said as he slowly pushed his finger further inside. “It’s… soft.”
“I didn’t ask for commentary.”
“It’s really soft.” Phainon pushed until his entire finger was inside. “Mydei.”He sat up and he pushed his face against Mydei’s chest once again. “Mydei, what else should I do?”
Mydei felt like he was going to explode. Phainon’s finger inside managed to fulfill a tiny scratch in a sea of want. At this point, he was completely sure that Phainon was a virgin. His finger stopped halfway inside Mydei and kept on pressing on a bundle of nerves that set Mydei’s mind ablaze. So he pushed down against it and used his other hand to grab Phainon’s chin.
“Put another finger in and move them…” he commanded. His voice quivered slightly and Phainon slowly did as he was told. He watched as Mydei’s brows knitted and relaxed as the second finger dug deeper and deeper, and when they reached the deepest place, Mydei finally let out a breath. Mydei opened his eyes and looked at Phainon, expectant, like a teacher distastefully looking at their failed student. Then a grin spread out from his face and that familiar look of challenge burned behind Mydei’s eyes.
“Hah.” Phainon pushed in even deeper as he made a mental note to stretch Mydei out thoroughly. Mydei shut his eyes as his body immediately tensed up. He let out little groans and whines which were completely muffled as he shoved his finger in his mouth. He bit down on that finger when Phainon brushed against a raised spot inside as he sighed, relaxing his shoulders momentarily. Phainon pushed his face closer and licked Mydei’s chin.
Mydei opened his eyes and they both shared a glance. Mydei took his finger out of his mouth and quickly kissed Phainon, who winced at the sudden assault of iron in his mouth. He rested his head against Phainon’s shoulder as he held on, using his thighs to properly steady himself. Phainon then pushed in the third finger and that’s when Mydei went stiff. The scent of arousal suddenly filled the air which caused Phainon to cough.
“Mydei–” Phainon felt a sharp bite on his shoulder. The sensation ricocheted inside his body until it shot up to his brain, his mind-melting to mush as the mere satisfaction of being bit made fingers push deeper into Mydei. Mydei retracted his teeth, panting. Bloodied saliva was drawn between Mydei’s mouth and Phainon’s shoulder, the threads shivering like harp strings as his breath went through it. As Phainon leaned back to catch his breath, he noticed white semen dripping down from Mydei’s cock. It was sprayed over his chest and ran down lines onto his abdomen where it pooled.
Mydei barely suppressed a moan as Phainon’s fingers curved deliciously into a spot inside. “You like it when I bite your shoulder?” he asked breathlessly. “You’ll like it more when you put it in me.”
Phainon’s face got redder. “You can’t say things like that,”
“Or what?”
“Or… Or I’ll–!” Phainon clicked his tongue. He lost that fight. He sullenly pulled out his fingers but was pleasantly surprised at how thick the slick was. It webbed between each digit as it dripped down his hand. Seeing how mesmerized Phainon was, Mydei kicked Phainon’s stomach. “Don’t even think about it,” he warned. “Hurry up.”
Phainon still had his doubts. Even after lining up his cock with Mydei’s hole, the worry ate at his mind. Would it be okay? Is what they’re doing okay? At that hesitation, Mydei lost all patience. He hit Phainon on the top of his head again, with a little more force this time, and grabbed Phainon’s cock to angle it in. “Don’t look down on me just because I’m an Omega.” With that warning, Mydei pushed in.
Phainon threw his head back in pleasure as his back lay flat against the floor. Mydei was so soft, so warm. He was so pleasurably tight that he bit back a groan as Mydei continued going down on his length. The sensation surged through him as Mydei went down, down, down, until finally, it became unbearable. When Mydei finally hit the base, Phainon twitched as he grabbed onto Mydei’s right leg thigh tightly. He let out a deep groan before his shoulders fell slack.
Mydei felt something warm spread out inside him. The warmth quelled the roaring instincts inside of him as his expression relaxed. Bliss. This is what the bliss of being filled full feels like. The hot vapor of the bath began to rise and the scent of Phainon began to fill his senses. He grew impatient once again. “Don’t give up on me, Hero .”
Mydei raised his hips to test the give before slamming them back down on Phainon’s length. Phainon let out a moan as Mydei rode him from tip to base. Mydei reveled in the way Phainon would weakly grip his thighs as he searched for any sort of control. Phainon’s eyebrows were knit tightly and his mouth agape. Mydei dragged a finger from the top of Phainon’s collarbone down to his abs until it brushed against Phainon’s cock as it submerged deep inside Mydei.
Phainon was mesmerized by how the sweat dripped off Mydei’s body. With each bounce, he would see Mydei’s cock leak even more precum. The sheer dissonance between the obscene scene in front of him and Mydei’s wide smile of satisfaction spurred something deep within him. He grabbed Mydei’s hips tightly and met Mydei’s thrust, burrowing his cock deeper inside. Mydei stifled a yelp as he felt the warmth once again pour inside. He was about to taunt Phainon for his quickness but Phainon lifted Mydei off his cock He stood up and sat on the edge of the bath, dipping his legs into the warm water. With Mydei’s back facing him, he thrusted deep into the Kremnoan while slamming him down.
It felt good. It felt amazing. Phainon slid a hand down to Mydei’s lower abdomen and pushed on it, feeling himself inside Mydei. The sensation melted his mind along with the vaporized scent in the air. He followed his nose to Mydei’s nape, relishing the scent dripping down with a guttural groan. He licked it off and rubbed his cheek against it, hoping to fully become one with that scent. He leaned back. He wanted to give Mydei’s neck a decisive bite. He wanted to claim Mydei, he wanted to truly make Mydei exclusively his. He wanted to give Mydei a mark that could never be removed. But he still held himself back.
So now, with his remaining self-control, he grabbed his discarded towel and quickly wrapped it around Mydei’s neck. “I won’t choke you,” he whispered to Mydei’s ear. After checking that the towel wouldn’t fall off quickly, he slammed in deep and bit Mydei’s protected neck. He gripped onto that towel tightly, hoping that it wouldn’t slip off accidentally midway so that he’d mark Mydei for life. As Phainon anchored his nose near Mydei’s thick scent, he quickened his pace, slamming into Mydei with more vigor and intensity.
It was shocking, to say the least. Mydei had never felt the bite of an Alpha that close to his neck before. He felt his insides scream in joy as Phainon dug in and reached his deepest spots. He felt his limbs shiver in joy when Phainon’s cock rocked him. His voice became even more coarse as he stubbornly clung to the idea that he mustn't look so shameful. Yet the muffled bite on the back of his neck was so teasingly good that he nearly screamed out in pleasure. He doesn’t want it to stop, yet he felt a little afraid. He didn’t want to lose himself any more than he already had.
But Phainon tightly gripped his chest and pinched his nipple, as if he was actively searching for ways to get him to tighten up (he was). He would pull on the sensitive nub in tandem with his ferocious biting, and Mydei had to hold himself back from melting away in ecstasy. He tightened up, and Phainon would groan loudly, unashamedly, in pleasure. He felt Phainon’s arm wrap around his waist tightly as he rammed in with heavy thrusts. He couldn’t run, he couldn’t control it. As Phainon somehow carved his way deeper, Mydei’s mouth finally unhinged itself as a loud, echoing, pleasure-filled moan rang out throughout the Chrysos Heir’s Bath.
Phainon immediately paused, suddenly aware of the little sounds Mydei was making. He watched as Mydei’s shoulders rose and fell and how their breathing harmonized with each other. With his newfound clarity, he pulled out and turned the Kremnoan around so they could face each other. Red painted both their heads down to their shoulders and upper chest. His nipples were slightly puffed from the pinching and Mydei’s hard cock had white still shooting from it weakly. It was safe to say—Mydei was blissed out.
“Mydei,” Phainon called. “Are you alright?”
At the sound of pity, Mydei’s eyes roared back to life. “I told you…” he said in a voice coarser than sand, “Do not treat–”
“It’s not that you’re an Omega,” Phainon interjected. “It’s because it’s you, Mydei.” He gripped Mydei’s waist a little tighter. “I wish to treasure you, Mydeimos.”
The sound of flowing water, that’s what was said between them. The silence finally caught up to them. Their laden breaths were quiet, almost delicate, as Mydei looked into Phainon’s radiant eyes filled with worry. Damn, he really won’t let this go, would he? “It was good,” Mydei croaked. He then slowly reached down and spread his hole wide. Phainon’s cum and his own slick mixed as they dripped onto Phainom’s thigh. “So do it again.”
Phainon chuckled as he pushed a few kisses down the side of Mydei’s face. He gingerly put Mydei’s back on the ground as he raised Mydei’s hips. Mydei felt Phainon push in agonizingly slow. He could feel every inch of Phainon’s throbbing cock as it went inside. It teased his urges, but when he tried to force Phainon to move faster, he was met with firm resistance. “Let me savor you,” he said. He kissed Mydei’s calf which was just next to his head.
The new pace was slow and Mydei was growing impatient. He whined as he wrapped his legs around Phainon and pushed him in faster. “Hurry up, you slow–ah!” Mydei growled.
He felt hands cradle his face. “Don’t hold your voice back,” Phainon said. “Your throat will be ruined.”
“It’s too late,” Mydei answered with a groan as Phainon thrust into him. His voice jumped an octave higher. In desperation, he dragged Phainon’s face closer. “I want it harder, Phainon.” Phainon kissed him as Mydei wrapped his arms around Phainon’s shoulders. What started slow and tender inevitably transformed into something primal. Soon they both grabbed at each other tightly as if the world was going to tear them apart. Phainon quickened his pace as he pushed his entire weight into Mydei. Mydei let out a high-pitched moan and flushed redder with embarrassment. He dragged Phainon’s face back for another kiss. Phainon responded by anchoring his hand behind Mydei’s ear as they crashed their faces together in a deep kiss.
Mydei broke the kiss as Phainon rammed into that sweet spot inside him. He dragged Phainon’s shoulder close and began to bite at it. He bit on Phainon’s neck, on his shoulder, on his collarbone, anywhere his teeth could find purchase. Phainon groaned as he continued ramping up his pace until one final slam left lightning coursing through his veins. He saw Mydei’s cock shoot out white ropes of pleasure as they landed on his chest, on his stomach.
In their haze, they both made eye contact. Mydei’s gaze was expectant. Phainon responded appropriately as they smashed their lips together. It was slow and passionate as they rode out their final waves of pleasure. When they eventually separated, Mydei groaned as he lay on the ground, completely limp. “How many times did you cum inside me?”
Phainon blinked as he pulled out. Almost immediately, his cum leaked out of Mydei’s hole. It dribbled down ceaselessly, and Phainon was in awe at its viscosity and quantity. “I don’t remember.”
“You Alphas are terrifying,” Mydei commented as he sighed. “Don’t be so irresponsible to just release inside someone so many times.”
“It’s a good thing that I’ll be doing this with you, then.”
Mydei frowned. “We’ll talk about this later.”
“Okay.” Phainon then lay on top of Mydei, much to Mydei’s discomfort.
“All things considered, shouldn’t I be lying on top of you?”
Phainon blinked. “Right.” He turned them around so that Mydei was on his chest. “Better?” Mydei simply nodded as he closed his eyes.
“Let me catch my breath.” Phainon hummed as he put his hand on Mydei’s neck. The sex prior was undoubtedly pleasurable, but this moment right now somehow made his heart soar with a feeling of fullness. Phainon, not wanting to ruin the silence with corny jokes, decided to keep silent, too, and close his eyes.
Later, after they began to actually clean up, Mydei groaned as he tried to scoop out all of Phainon’s cum from inside. “Are you sure your thing is not broken? You’re practically a river down there.” Despite being able to stand, Mydei’s face was still flushed red and his pheromones still choked up the air.
Phainon mumbled out a shameless apology, already letting himself be drunk on Mydei’s scent, as he walked over to Mydei. “I can help you–”
“Nope.” Mydei stopped Phainon with a hand. “Unless you can eat all this yourself, then I’m not trusting your urges to help me clean this out.” Phainon gave Mydei a blank stare. “Please. Do not even consider that.”
“I just want to help you.”
“You can help me later.” He winced as the back of his neck echoed a dull pain. “You really bite hard.”
Phainon eyed the bite marks on his own shoulder. He couldn’t believe what Mydei just said, but chose to not comment. “I didn’t mark you accidentally, did I?”
“Nope..” And that’s when Mydei paused. “Are you fine with this, Deliverer?” he asked in a tone more somber than Phainon had ever heard. “I need your help to get through my heat and I don’t want anyone else to help me.”
Phainon smiled. “When you put it like that, you’re not leaving me with any choice now, are you?”
“You always have a choice. That’s why I’m truly asking you.” Mydei slammed his fist against Phainon’s chest. “Do you want to have sex later and possibly more sex for the coming few days?”
Phainon made an interesting face. “You sound so vulgar when you say things like that.”
Mydei looked down. “I can tell.”
Phainon shied away. “It’s a normal reaction!”
“Do you want to bring that ‘normal reaction’ to my room later?”
Phainon’s ears turned a scarlet red, but he bashfully nodded.
“When is your rut?”
“It’s not this week.”
Mydei nodded. “Tell me when it happens.”
Phainon nodded, suddenly dawning on him the weight of an unprepared pregnancy.
Mydei smiled. “You want me to help you with that?”
Phainon earnestly nodded again.
"Come here."
The two of them were eventually kicked out by Aglaea, who punished them by requiring them to clean up the Chrysos Heirs Bath for a month after Mydei’s heat ended.