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Rody was happy to have spent time with his former mentor. It was good to see the older wolf healthy and well, despite her recent incident. They shared tea and traded stories along the way, laughing and smiling all the while. Time with her was always time well spent.  They recounted old and new memories and gave each other credit the other deserved. They caught each other up on current events and made sure to keep things light hearted for the woman’s sake.  She didn’t need any additional stress.

“You know, Ro, he truly admires you.” The woman grinned, the smile lines only enhancing her dark beauty. “My mind can be changed, if you happen to have any interest in him. I’ll give my blessing.”

The younger wolf sputtered, just barely making a mess of his tea. “Ma’am!” Rody coughed, steadying himself. “Not that he isn't—what I mean—oh, Goddess.” His embarrassment over the whole situation was too much. It was bad enough that all the old aunties and uncles from his clan suggested he find a mate, but now this? From her of all people? He covered his face with his free hand. “Is this your way to make an alliance between the packs? Just because it’s a Deimos and Phobos wolf—”

“Oh, no! Not at all.” She set her cup down, laying back in her chair with legs spread comfortably. “I supported you reviving Pack Deimos, I acknowledge your role as leader just as I recognize Jay as the head of Pack Phobos. I wouldn’t wish to undo all of that.”

Rody uncovered his face, trying to find comfort in a more composed sitting position. He tilted his head toward her, silently urging her to continue with her thoughts. He couldn’t trust his voice to not waver.

“I’m merely suggesting that if you had any intentions on personally strengthening bonds with each other, then I would turn a blind eye on tradition and all.”  The woman brushed her long, salt and pepper hair over her shoulder.

“I’ll consider it, only if he shows any interest too.”

He soon left her care, admonishing her for being so forward, to which she scolded him for being too modest for how he truly was. Now, he was onto his meeting with the new leader of Pack Phobos, who was to show up any moment now. Rody situated himself in the cabin upon neutral grounds, sprucing up the place as he waited. His thoughts would drift back to earlier in the day, only for him to get flustered and shake them away. He could only hope that his head would clear before the other arrived.

Minutes would pass, then the hour struck with no word. Instead of pacing around any further, Rody made his way back into Phobos territory. Heads turned when the omega ran through, but none dared to pursue him. They were familiar enough with his presence now to know he was no longer an enemy. The gray wolf made his way through the trees and uphill towards the home of the new leader, gracefully shifting from his partial beastial form to his human features.

“Jay?” he called, only to scrunch his nose upon opening the door. The alpha’s scent was strong, tantalizing, and flooded the space. Rody stepped inside, his instincts urging him to check on the other. That was his first mistake.

A tired groan could be heard from deep within the home, not pained, but definitely uncomfortable. He needs tending too. Rody lightly stepped further into the living space, his second mistake.

“Jay, are you okay?” Rody wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what was going on. If he wasn’t careful, he’d be in a really poor position to protect himself. An alpha was an alpha after all, especially during their rut.

A confused noise could be heard from down the hall. “Allister, why do you smell so nice?” Rody couldn’t contain his laugh, though if it were out of amusement or embarrassment, he could not tell.  Great, he’s the type of alpha that gets a bit delusional during his rut. “Wait, Rody?”

Just hearing his name being called sent a shiver down his spine. “The one and only,” he answered. He swallowed, quelling his nerves. “You were late for our meeting, so I came to check on you.”  Rody withheld any teasing. He wouldn’t put the other leader on the spot, due to his vulnerable state.  “Can I help you with anything?” That was the wrong way to phrase it, but he was more focused on keeping himself at ease. There was no telling how Jay would react to his presence. It was better to come off as calm and collected, rather than showing any precaution.

The bedroom door down the hall cracked open and the space was engulfed in a strong scent that pulled the rug out from under Rody. He didn’t even have a moment to think about how embarrassing it was to have his tail showing in a time like this, or to feel ashamed by his obvious display of interest. The alpha moved with a predator’s grace, near silent on the hardwood. Jay was nothing but absolutely delicate as he rested a hand over the scars on the other leader’s neck.

Rody sucked in a breath, attempting to steady himself. Jay looked over him, leaning in and nuzzling his face into the crown of gray hair. The hand on his nape still held, though more firmly now. “I need help, but…” There was worry—concern—in the way that he hesitated.

The smaller wolf let his guard down, probably his third mistake of the afternoon. He could see the struggle that Jay was enduring, and how he kept himself in check despite his instincts fighting against him. He leaned away, to get a better look at him.  Rody combed his hand through silvery and black fringe, earning a pleased hum from the bigger man. “Do you trust me, Jay?”

“Yes.” The omega almost felt guilty for the warmth that seized his chest. For Jay to answer so swiftly, so honestly, he had to reward him for it.

“You’ll be a good Alpha for me, won’t you?” He cupped the man’s face with both hands, thumbs brushing over his sharp cheekbones. “You’ll listen to everything I ask of you?”

“Yes.” Rody couldn’t help but wonder if Jay was used to this kind of treatment. He nodded so earnestly, nuzzling his face into the crook of the other's neck. He was usually so controlled, and yet now, his fluffy brown tail swished with excitement. The omega couldn’t help but think he was rather cute. He mentioned Allister earlier, maybe they do something like this too? Rody could ask later, if he made it out of this alive.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes then.”

The larger wolf was just so malleable in his hands. That cropped, cut-off sweatshirt came off with ease. Rody brushed the fringe out of his face and smoothed down the staticky ends of his hair. His hands glided over supple pectorals and silvery barbell piercings, across ripped abs, and grasped onto firm love handles. Jay was acting like an inpatient, but obedient pup. He tried to keep still, but his tail kept wagging despite himself. Instead of tugging down his sweatpants, Rody instead took off his own shirt and tossed it aside, pulling the other close to him.

Skin to skin contact like this was usually reserved for pack members, in whatever form it took:  Friends cuddling together, mentors training through wrestling, family members occasionally bathing one another. Physical touch was how werewolves strengthened bonds with one another.   This was beyond ‘improving pack relations,’ and Rody vaguely wondered if a certain old wolf knew what was going on. He pushed the thought aside, looking up into those hazy eyes. “You would be more comfortable in bed, wouldn’t you?”

“Anywhere is fine.” The underlying message of Jay’s desperation would make any impatient person crumble. Rody was, however, only ever patient. He led the taller man back to his bedroom, totally engulfed in the alpha’s rich scent. Attempting to keep his wits, he guided Jay back into the pile of blankets and arranged pillows. He followed after, draping himself over the larger man. His hands were all over Jay again, taking in the sensation of his firm muscles and soft skin. Rody peppered kisses at his neck and to his shoulder, enjoying the way the other seemed eager for more.   Jay’s hands explored the smaller man, attempting to tug off his jeans, only to whine and give up. Instead, he squeezed his ass and caressed the root of his tail. Rody couldn’t help but softly groan in his ear.

His calloused hands happened upon the new scars the other earned from the Hunter’s Moon ambush, which distracted Rody’s thoughts again. He moved lower, getting himself comfortable between Jay’s legs, as he went down and kissed along the healed wounds. “You did so well, alpha.” The reaction was clear: Jay damn near whimpered at the praise. “So strong, so brave.” Rody licked up a particularly large gash, nearly pulling an outright moan from him. A hand held the sheets beneath him, while Jay covered his mouth.

That won’t do, the omega thought, as he hovered over him. A gentle hand held that wrist and pulled it away. “I want to hear you. Don’t hide your pleasure from me.”

“But I…” The alpha was acting shy,  as if he were warned to always keep quiet when like this. It was almost like he was expecting a reprimand.  Surely, if it were Allister here, he’d remind him to keep his pride, right? An alpha being bitched was still unusual, and it was still midday, anyone could hear, right? None of that mattered.

Rody leaned in close, exuding calm confidence. He could see the spiraling thoughts, and he’d put an end to them. “It’s just you and me. If you would rather be quiet, then I won’t pester you over it.” He kissed him, gentle and chaste. “But at the very least, let me know when you like something.” When his words were acknowledged with a nod, Rody reclaimed his lips. He tugged off his gray sweatpants, not that they were doing anything to hide the underlying problem anyway.

Jay gasped into his mouth, as a hand finally held his aching cock. He held onto the omega’s face, pulling him into a more feverish kiss to hide his noises. Rody smiled when that didn’t last long, as the alpha explored his body once again, and fumbled with getting his belt off. He broke the kiss to go nibble on the other’s ear, mindful of the piercings. “Focus, alpha. There’s no need to rush.”

Jay tried to focus, but it was difficult as Rody continued to stroke him. He nearly tore off the belt, but managed to get it open and get his jeans pushed down off his hips.  The alpha didn’t even register the size of the other’s cock, all he honed in on was that not only did Rody have freckles all over his body, but even had one on the head of his cock too. Instincts overrode everything, as he gripped the smaller wolf’s ass and hoisted him up.

“Jay, what are you—” Jay got the man to straddle his head, unbothered by the weight of his legs on his chest, or the noise he made to grab hold of the headboard. The alpha started licking the pretty cock in front of his face, his hands gripping his hips to keep Rody in place. He was fixated that that freckle, then on the salty taste, and the overall feel of finally having his mouth be kept busy.    The omega threaded his hand through his dark hair, pulling him off after a few indulgent moments.  “This is about you right now. You can have your chance to make me feel good later.”

He quelled the pout by letting go of his hair and shoving his fingers between Jay’s lips. “If you need something to keep your mouth occupied, then you can have these for now.” The alpha happily accepted the offer, sucking on his fingers and licking between them. Rody moved down to his chest, enamored by how the barbell piercings caught the light and made his nipples stand out so well. The omega latched onto one, swirling his tongue around it before sucking hard. The whine that reverberated around his fingers was adorable, so he kept up with his play.

“Is it the piercings that make them so sensitive? Or is it the fact that you’re in your rut?” Rody tightened his hands, causing Jay to squirm beneath him. “I just might consider getting this done to myself, just to see.”

The omega shifted lower, having to give up on keeping the alpha quiet on his fingers. Instead, he got comfortable between his legs, and even got him to put his legs over his shoulders.

“What are you…”

“I fully intend on making you feel good.” Rody made good on his word, always.  The broken whine he earned from licking down his cock, past his balls, and toward his hole was everything he could have dreamed off.  Jay behaved, claws digging deep into his bed sheets and holding on for dear life.  Rody buried himself between his legs, eagerly lapping away at his sensitive hole. He’d noticed something, but couldn’t articulate it.  Jay was already wet, tasting like lube, but he couldn’t pull away.  Those thighs held him in place, crushing him closer.  The fact that Jay was already so relaxed and stretched out like this, Rody couldn’t help but imagine just what he was up to prior to their scheduled meeting. Was Jay using his own fingers to play with himself? Did he even give his cock any attention? Was there a toy lying around somewhere that he missed? None of it mattered, as he continued to eat out the alpha. Hearing his barely restrained whimpers and feeling him squirm around him… Rody thought he was in heaven.

What he hadn’t expected was Jay’s weak little warning.  “I’m close.”  It was enough to set off the omega.  He doubled down, not allowing himself or Jay a break.  He had enough sense to start stroking him again, more focused on a steady rhythm over speed. He was drooling all over him, but he couldn’t think of anything besides getting the other off. A hand grabbed his hair and pulled him away, just in time for cum to cover his face. Rody licked what was around his lips, and caught his breath while he could. Jay laid before him, panting with his legs spread and relaxed.

“You’re incredible,” Rody praised. His hands glided over his thighs, a soothing gesture. “You were so good for me.”  The omega wiped off the rest of the cum on his face.

Jay’s face flushed, as he looked away from him. “I just… uhhh…”

“You know,” Rody murmured, as he leaned in close. “I can tell that you need more. Just once isn’t enough for you, is it?”

“You don’t have to…” Jay’s words died in his throat, as Rody sat up. He couldn’t help but admire the older wolf and all his scars and freckles.

“I know I don’t have to.” The omega shucked off the last of his clothes. “But I want to make you feel good, baby boy.”

Any further protests were stifled, as his sensitive cock was stroked again. Jay was eager to pull the smaller man back in close, kissing him to keep himself quiet.  Rody was a little clumsy as he got situated, getting Jay to adjust his legs around his waist.  He leaned in closer, guiding his cock in.  The alpha keened, as he was finally filled.  He tried raising his hips, silently encouraging him to hurry up and move.

Rody worked himself up to a steady pace, satisfied with the pleasure on the alpha’s face.  “I can’t believe how perfect you are,” he drawled.  His hands roamed over his love handles and over his chest.  “Such a handsome alpha, taking my cock so well.”

Jay tried to hide his face, but he couldn’t look away from where Rody was.  Someone was finally giving him what he wanted, and he wanted to lay back and take every bit of it.  All those praises that Rody said were fueling the fire in him, and encouraged him to finally open up and accept the position he was in.  It was almost pathetic just how close he was again, with the smaller man inside him.

His voice was weak, and he was shy to say it outright.  Bless the omega, he noticed him struggling.  “Are you close again, baby boy?” Jay nodded at his words.  “Then don’t hold back.  I’ll keep up with you all night, if that’s what you want.”

Just that promise alone was enough to get him off.  “Don’t stop,” he begged, just as Rody was starting to slow down.  “Keep going.”

He of course listened, thrusting through his orgasm.  Rody eventually pulled out, working through the whining and readjusting their position.  He got Jay to lay on his side, and he straddled one leg, while holding the other over his shoulder.  The new angle was different, as he thrust back in, and it seemed to be enough for Jay too.

Once again, after wringing out another from the alpha, Rody pulled out and made him get on his knees.  “Present for me.”  Surely, Jay was nearing his limits.  He buried his face in his pillows, as his hands reached and spread his ass for the omega.

Rody settled in one last time behind him, and fucked into his pliant hole.  He held tight to his hips and thrust with all that he had left.  Jay was keening, so close again to another orgasm.  Rody was at his limit, unsure he could hold out anymore.  He reached around and started jerking Jay’s leaking cock. It didn’t take much to get him off one last time, but Rody had to pull away.  He sat back on his knees, not even needing to stroke himself as he came.  He panted, watching his cum land on his supple ass and toned thighs.

Jay relaxed into his mattress, not moving a bit besides breathing hard.  Rody did his best to move, and eventually found the strength to clean them up.  He pushed the alpha around a little more, getting him to lay down comfortably.  “How are you feeling, Jay?”

He was quiet for a moment, eyes refocusing on the world around him.  The alpha pulled the omega into a bone crushing hug.  “Can you help me every time I hit my rut?”

Rody was surprised, but then couldn’t hold in a chuckle.  “You certainly don’t know how to beat around the bush.”  He freed his hands and held his face.  “Yeah, I can do that for you, if that’s what you want.”