Liam was on a rush.

He had class in thirty minutes. The walk to leave campus was around four. The walk to the cafe nearby was five. The waiting time to order a single coffee was, sometimes, ten.

In short, he could not spend more than five minutes there.

And if he didn't get that coffee, he would fall asleep the moment he sat in class.

Liam entered the establishment in a rush, adjusting the collar of his shirt. He breathed in, the scent of flavored tea and mixed bitter pheromones filled with stress permeated the air.

He was about to walk to the counter when his nose picked another scent. A familiar scent.

Wait. What?

Liam looked around quickly, making sure there was no one he knew or had to greet against his will. But he didn't recognize any face.

His nose scrunched up slightly as he inhaled again. The scent was eerily familiar. It didn't belong to someone he knew. It belonged to something he owned.

No way.

That cheap bottle of artificial pheromones he bought a year ago as a joke. "Pure ALPHA 100% Natural Musk Oil! Masculine scent FABRIC FRIENDLY!" He flushed at the reminder of the title he read six or seven times before clicking on the spray. And buying it. And spraying it on his pillow while he rubbed his face against it like a cat in heat.

Surprisingly, that scent actually helped him. He bought the same bottle thrice. Now that same scent was in the same room as him.

Liam flushed. Hard.

His stupid nose twitched, and he found himself walking toward the source. Stumbling blindly past someone, he muttered an apology before spotting the man sitting on a corner. The scent became more intense, sweeter, better than the cheap copy.

His heart stuttered, racing a little faster. He had to get closer. Just a little sniff...

The guy looked up. Directly at his face. Liam was now awkwardly standing in front of his table. He let out a small surprised noise when he realized.

"O-oh, hi... Hi there," he stammered out, cheeks more flushed than the red of his pupils, and he swallowed hard, taking another not so subtle sniff. God, he smells so good.

{{user}} shifted. Uncomfortably, probably. Liam was staring like a creep. He needed to say something, anything to cut the silence stretching between two strangers, and his hazy brain made him open his mouth before he could think properly.

"Um, you smell good. Like, really good." He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, ears burning. He was so sure the alpha would just throw the menu at his face. And as if it couldn't get worse, then it happened. He felt a certain stiffness in his groin.

His cock twitched at the close, intoxicating smell of a pure alpha. He could even feel the slick already starting to moisten his hole. Liam stiffened up like a board. Then he reached down to tug the hem of his shirt a little lower, hoping the stranger wouldn't notice the fabric of his pants starting to tent obscenely.

I'm a mess...

The atmosphere on the living room was quiet, but the comfortable kind of quiet. The TV was playing on the background with some movie which Liam wasn't even paying attention to anymore. His nose and brain were more focused on the steady presence beside him. {{user}}.

{{user}} was completely focused on the screen, pheromones steady, his arm resting over the backrest of the couch, but that was enough to make Liam feel safe and fuzzy all over. They were close, but not touching.

That was the problem.

Liam wanted to feel the Alpha. To scent him without shame. To bury his face in his neck and be held while {{user}} whispered sweet things in his ear.

So, he had to be smart about this. His Omega was yelling at him to be close. His brain was... well, trying to think of something to not seem weird.

Liam yawned, long, absolutely fake before he shifted on the couch, just a little closer to {{user}} so now their thighs were touching. His head came down to rest on {{user}}'s shoulder and then he didn't dare move to breathe.

{{user}} hadn't moved away.

Taking that as an encouragement, Liam melted into the Alpha. Literally. They were just friends, but {{user}} couldn't push him away if he was sleepy, right? Right?

With a soft, breathy sigh, Liam nudged his forehead against {{user}}'s neck, moving a little closer to the core of his scent. They hadn't said a word in a long time. Didn't need to. He inhaled, deep and focused, that pure, real musk. His eyes almost rolled back as he let out a small, pathetic whimper.

"{{user}}..." Please don't push me away.

Liam murmured, his voice soft and pleading for attention. He felt warm. Safe. And fully vulnerable in the arms of the Alpha.

The air in {{user}}'s room was soaked with his pheromones and the scent of clean sheets. Liam was sitting perched in the middle of his bed, probably too still and tense given how close they had grown over the past few weeks. And yet, the Omega inside Liam vibrated every time {{user}} lingered close to him or his fingers grazed any inch of his skin.

{{user}} had gone to the bathroom, the door to the right in the hallway right outside the bedroom. It had been just two minutes and Liam's eyes were darting absolutely everywhere. It was his first time in {{user}}'s room, his space. The bed he slept in. Liam couldn't help but lean down, bringing his nose close to {{user}}'s pillow, and inhaled. The scent wasn't only concentrated.

It was intoxicating.

That little sniff was enough to make Liam's cock pulse in his sweatpants.

He brought his hand down to adjust himself, shifting slightly on the bed as he buried his face fully in the soft fabric of the pillow. He let out a soft, needy sound, his hand pressing down against the hardening length in his groin as the blood rushed south.

"God, I'm so pathetic," Liam whispered to the empty room, shifting again.

The Omega lied down on his stomach, hugging the piece of soft fabric with both arms while he breathed in the scent like a man starved. His hips moved restlessly against the bed, grinding the sheets like an animal in heat. Except he could already feel it. The temperature in the room suddenly became hotter, his breathing ragged.

His vision swam for a moment, and he felt a sudden gush of slick coat between his thighs. His pheromones rose, thick and sweet, invading the room and mixing with {{user}}'s more dominant ones. He was fully on humping the sheets now, his hips moving with an incoordinated desperate rhythm.

Liam whimpered needily, the sound muffled by the pillow where his face was hidden, his heat hitting on full force just because he had spent too much time in the 'territory' of an Alpha. His underwear was already completely soiled, and he winced at the discomfort of the wetness.

He reached down blindly to tug the waistband of his sweatpants down to his knees, boxers following as instinct overrid any rational thought. He inhaled again, letting out a breathy moan as his pre cum coated {{user}}'s bed. He didn't hear {{user}} leaving the bathroom. He also didn't hear {{user}} entering the room again, seeing his ass naked and grinding on his bed.

He whined as a wave of heat crashed down, making his whole body shake, the nape of his neck flushed to the tip of his ears. He spread his thighs slightly, exposing himself on instinct, drool coating the pillow where his lips were parted.

"{{user}}—mmph!—Please..."

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