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Before arriving on Mandalore he had been a beta and he hadn’t expected it to change. He had heard that some people didn’t present until later in life and there were stories of a person’s designation changing. That morning he had woken up feverish and itchy, and the feeling only worsened through the day. When he felt slick between his legs he knew that it was more than some passing illness, the Temple classes had been quite informative; he was going into Heat.
Obi-Wan commed his Master and requested assistance since he wouldn’t be able to guard Satine during his Heat but his Master told him to handle it. He had to find a way to fulfill his duty. So, Obi-Wan grabbed some gear and told Satine to stay with the speeder. He walked until he found a cave not too far from her, just enough that she wouldn’t hear him crying and begging for an alpha or anything humiliating like that. If this had happened at the Temple he could’ve found a service alpha or asked for a droid to assist him but he had no such luxuries in the Wastelands of Mandalore.
Eventually he stripped out of his clothes and laid on a blanket, pressing his fingers into his aching cunt and whimpering in dismay because it wasn’t enough. He needed more. He needed an alpha.
Obi-Wan pulled his fingers out and rolled onto his side. He trembled on the blanket, weak with need and shivering from the slight chill in the air even as his body burned with desire. A steamy haze overtook his mind and he lost himself to Heat.
Pale morning sunlight reflected off the gentle stream. Obi-Wan blinked and sat up, glancing around to catch his bearings. He was still disoriented from his Heat. He had vague, foggy recollections of warmth pressing against his back, a faint earthy scent, warm golden eyes, and fingers pressing inside him. Only when he woke up, he was alone. There was no evidence of anyone having been there with him. Confused, Obi-Wan shook his head and got dressed and headed back to Satine.
Those golden eyes and that rich earthy scent wouldn’t leave him though. He had read a myth earlier that week about the Ve’vut Verd, a golden alpha, who was a powerful warrior, a loving mate, and a dedicated buir. The epitome of the Mandalorian alpha. He considered that perhaps in his head-addled state he had hallucinated those golden eyes. That was the best explanation he could think of. It wasn’t as if random alphas wandered the wastes, especially random alphas who left no trace behind. His Master was an alpha, Obi-Wan had personal experience with how fragrant alphas could be.
The next couple of weeks were busy anyway, dodging Death Watch and staying alive. It was exhausting and it left him little time to daydream about his golden eyed alpha, his Ve’vut Verd . At night, his dreams consisted of lush forests and warm golden sunlight shining on him and other times he smelled the stench of burning ozone from a blaster and saw white armor in front of him.
Satine had taken to chiding him for using blasters and suggested that perhaps they rejoin Master Jinn. Obi-Wan did his best to reassure her that he was more than up for the task, she wasn’t the first person he had had to protect. Their debates took on a less flirtatious tone which he was a little grateful for, it would get his Master off his back about forming an attachment. Instead, her words took on a more condescending tone and Obi-Wan had to release his frustrations into the force.
His being an omega didn’t change their circumstances much. Alphas would eye him and they were more susceptible at the sabacc table but he could handle any wandering hands. He checked into getting a heat suppressant but a reliable one would cost far more than he could win at the sabacc table. He purchased an emergency contraceptive pack just in case. Hopefully, he could time his heat so they weren’t in a city and he wouldn’t have to use it.
They were traveling between two small towns, sleeping under a lean-to when he woke up feverish. It had been a couple of months since his last Heat. He drove them to a cave he saw and told Satine to stay there. He grabbed his pack, threw in some water bottles and ration bars, and ventured out into the nearby canyon, hoping for another cave or some crumbling but still standing shelter. He managed to find the latter. There were a few holes in the roof and the water from a rusted spigot came out a dirty brown but it had walls and that meant privacy.
This time he had been ready for it so he laid a blanket on the ground, stripped down to his underwear, took out his pad, and started reading. He idly slid his fingers along his slickening folds. In a few hours he would be mindless with lust. He was far enough back from the road that he didn’t worry about anyone being there.
Lightning shot down his spine and he bit at his bottom lip and pressed his fingers inside himself. His eyes fluttered and he groaned, rocking on the digits, yearning for more.
Obi-Wan shoved his pad into his bag and kicked off his underwear. A warm musky scent filled the air. He crooked two fingers inside himself and pressed against the spongy spot and keened at the rush of pleasure. Desire clawed under his skin, making him desperate for an alpha’s touch.
Golden eyes appeared above him, framed by long dark lashes and beautiful curly dark hair. A rich earthy scent surrounded him, like a forest bathed in sunlight. It welcomed him, beckoning him.
The alpha was so handsome, he couldn’t be real, Obi-Wan had to be dreaming. A thumb rubbed over his bottom lip and the simple touch stirred a raw need inside him. His chest heaved as he inhaled deeply, breathing in that intoxicating alpha scent. Obi-Wan spread his legs and let out a pathetic whimper.
“Mesh’la,” A decadent voice said.
Obi-Wan leaned back and the sound of that voice washed over him. He fisted the blanket and dug his heels as he arched his back. “Please,” Obi-Wan said, one of the few words left to him as he lost his mind to the heat.
“I’ve got you,” The golden eyed alpha said.
Rough, chapped lips covered his in a passionate kiss. Obi-Wan cupped the back of the alpha’s head and devoted himself to the kiss, mirroring his alpha’s movements. He hadn’t kissed many people and most of it was amateur fumbling but this kiss felt like more. It would’ve swept him off his feet if he were standing. The alpha’s tongue teased his and the alpha nipped at his lips and his chin. When he tugged on Obi-Wan’s earlobe with his teeth, Obi-Wan moaned, suddenly craving more. Desire twisted in his gut.
Bare skin touched his, searing him, and he ran his hand over the tight muscles on his alpha’s back. He didn’t remember his alpha having clothes on or even taking them off. If this was a hallucination then it was a good one. He didn’t want it to end.
Lips kissed a nipple before sucking at it. Obi-Wan dug his nails into his alpha’s back, crying out at the pleasure that coursed through him. Every nerve ending was waking up. He needed his alpha. His alpha pinched and played with the other nipple, giving both attention before switching his mouth and hand. Obi-Wan curled his leg around his alpha and ground up into him. Touching his alpha’s cock sent a jolt through him. Fire flared inside him; need burned him.
“Alpha,” Obi-Wan cried, grinding against his alpha’s hard cock.
The first brush of fingers against his folds had Obi-Wan grabbing his alpha’s hair and yanking him into a hard kiss, teeth clashing. A thick finger pressed into him and Obi-Wan clenched on it. He threw his head back and his alpha licked and nipped at his neck, avoiding the sensitive skin of his scent gland.
“Please,” Obi-Wan whimpered, rocking on the thick finger, “I’m ready.”
“No,” The alpha shook his head, sweat beading on his forehead, “Want to be a good alpha, don’t want to hurt you.”
Ve’vut verd didn’t want to hurt him, as if his hallucination couldn’t be any more perfect. An alpha who actually cared about him, one that didn’t tell him to just take it.
Obi-Wan laughed softly and he felt his alpha tense. He grabbed his alpha’s hair and yanked him up and smiled at him.
“You’re perfect, my dear,” Obi-Wan said.
Those beautiful golden eyes glinted and his alpha let out a low growl that had Obi-Wan whimpering and wanting to roll over and present like a good obedient omega. Slick leaked out of him. His alpha smirked and pressed a second finger inside him.
Obi-Wan gasped, hand fisting in his alpha’s curls.
“Gonna be so good for you,” His alpha said, voice deliciously husky.
“Please,” Obi-Wan said, eyes fluttering as he struggled to keep them open.
“Mesh’la,” The alpha said, nosing between Obi-Wan’s legs, ignoring Obi-Wan’s flaccid omega cock. During heat an Omega couldn’t cum out of their cock, it didn’t even get hard.
Obi-Wan had a moment to realize what his alpha was doing before his alpha’s tongue licked along his folds to his clit. It was like a direct hit to his core. White hot pleasure started from where the tongue touched him and then arced to each nerve, lighting his body and then up his spine, making him shake. The second touch sent another cascade through him.
His alpha hummed and golden eyes, sparkling with mischief, stared up at him, captivating him.
Fingers crooked and it sent a shockwave through Obi-Wan, starting at his center, making every muscle tense. Another brush of his alpha’s tongue lit the match that had him crying out as he came hard. His thighs pressed against his alpha’s cheeks and a tear slid down his cheek. His body trembled, every nerve firing, sending him higher than he had ever been, making him feel like he was floating.
His alpha pressed a line of sweet kisses up his belly, his chest, to his lips. He leaned forward and the tip of his cock brushed over Obi-Wan’s folds and Obi-Wan spread his shaky legs and moaned. His alpha continued to kiss him as he used one hand to hold his cock to Obi-Wan’s entrance, rubbing it in the leaking slick.
The head pressed inside him and Obi-Wan’s breath seized in his chest at the strange new stretch that he hadn’t realized how intensely he needed it until that moment. Only for his alpha to slowly push deeper inside him. Every inch was a new exquisite feeling that had his nerves waking up even as his muscles stayed lax.
Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around his alpha and held on tight. He soared higher and higher until finally his alpha stopped, their bodies pressed together in the most intimate of ways. He was connected to his alpha on a level he had never thought possible. He had to be dreaming. It was impossible for anything to feel this good or this right. It was the perfect stretch, bordering on painful but a pain that actually felt good instead of hurting him.
“Perfect,” Obi-wan said, cupping his alpha’s cheek and pressing his forehead to his alpha’s like how he had seen Mandalorians do.
His alpha groaned before pulling back and as amazing as it had felt pushing into him, it was agony to feel him going out.
Obi-Wan wrapped his legs around his alpha so he couldn’t pull out all the way.
His alpha rocked forward, one hand cupping Obi-Wan’s head and the other one his hip, and Obi-Wan gasped as the cock filled him once more. It was glorious. Perfect.
“Please, alpha,” Obi-Wan whimpered, rolling his hips and delighting at the shift of pleasure inside him.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” His alpha said, brow furrowed as he held himself back.
“You won’t,” Obi-Wan said, kissing along his alpha’s cheeks and combing his fingers through his alpha’s sweaty locks, “I need you.”
His alpha gasped and those golden eyes darkened and he let out the most heart-stopping growl. His hips slammed forward and if Obi-Wan thought he had reached the limits of his pleasure earlier he realized how very wrong he was.
Every thrust filled him completely. His nerves lit, body singing with pleasure. He was moaning obscenely, unable to control himself. Those golden eyes were locked onto his, enthralling him. His alpha captured his mouth in a brutal kiss and Obi-Wan submitted immediately, parting his lips and rejoicing as his alpha’s tongue caressed his.
The thick cock hit a spot that made stars appear in his vision and he shuddered, nails digging into his alpha’s back and clenched around him. His alpha growled and the sound rumbled through him, warming his very being. The next thrust hit that spot again and Obi-Wan scrambled to hold on, body clenching and relaxing as his nerves lit up.
“Please,” Obi-Wan cried. He buried his face in the crook of the alpha’s neck, next to the scent gland and inhaled deeply. The rich earthy scent dragged him under and he was in a forest, basking in the sun’s warm glow.
His orgasm crashed into him and he clenched around his alpha’s cock as he continued to fuck into him. Each thrust sent a shockwave through him. Obi-Wan couldn’t help but smile as the pleasure rushed through him. It was an utterly euphoric feeling, one he had never experienced before.
A bulge built at the base of his alpha’s cock and it popped in and out of his entrance, tugging at it each time. Obi-Wan whined and rocked on it. A knot. His omega side keened in delight.
His alpha’s thrusts turned frantic and then there was an intense pressure against Obi-Wan’s walls and he came once more. Warmth filled him and his alpha sighed above him and pressed their foreheads together.
“Mesh’la,” His alpha said, thumb rubbing along Obi-Wan’s cheek, eyes sparkling, full of tender emotion.
“Perfect,” Obi-Wan smiled softly, cupping the back of his alpha’s head.
His alpha snorted and rolled his eyes.
Obi-Wan let out a quiet chuckle and simply held his alpha close. His skin was buzzing with the knot inside his cunt. They couldn’t move without making the knot shift and press against his walls in a sharp pain. His alpha settled over him.
He knew at this point that he wasn’t hallucinating, some alpha had found him but he couldn’t find it in him to care beyond being thankful that there was an alpha with him. It soothed the heat.
The knot shrank and his alpha pulled out of him. Obi-Wan whimpered at the cum leaking out of him. His alpha laid on the blanket next to him and Obi-Wan curled against him, legs tangling with his alphas. He was all muscle and it made Obi-Wan shiver in delight. After that first fuck he wanted more.
Obi-Wan made to turn around and present himself but his alpha’s firm grip kept him in place. His alpha shook his head and kissed him once more. A few minutes later, his alpha’s cock slid back inside him and Obi-Wan groaned in satisfaction. His alpha lifted one of Obi-Wan’s legs and it made his cock go even deeper. Obi-Wan clung to him, desperate for his touch.
They fucked several more times, always face to face, those golden eyes watching him. His alpha even ate him out, tongue licking deep inside, making Obi-Wan pant and cry out. The haze of Heat slowly dissipated and finally Obi-Wan fell asleep with his head on his alpha’s chest, wearing a contented smile.
Obi-Wan woke up shivering and he curled into a smaller ball. Every muscle protested the movement. His eyes snapped open and he glanced around. He was alone. There was no alpha. For a moment he wondered if he had actually hallucinated but when he looked between his legs he grimaced. His thighs were covered in slick and cum.
There had been an alpha.
Obi-Wan put his head between his knees and took a deep breath. The alpha’s rich earthy scent lingered on the blanket and it made his stomach churn. He had submitted to some random alpha, one that he had met in the wastes. He hadn’t hallucinated the first time either. He was lucky he wasn’t pregnant already. He didn’t remember being this sore the last time and he was certain he would’ve remembered if the alpha had fucked him that first time. Maybe that’s why he hadn’t gotten pregnant.
He needed to take his contraceptive. The last thing he needed was to get pregnant on the mission and carry some random Mandalorian’s child. Even if the person was unlikely to be a member of Death Watch based on their armor color.
Obi-Wan rubbed his hands over his face and scrunched his nose. He was going to reek of alpha. Satine would smell it on him. He could always smell when Qui-Gon had gone to see Master Tahl. Those two were not as subtle as they thought.
He needed a bath but the water was questionable. He used the water from one of the water bottles and poured it on his tunic and rubbed off as much of the dried cum and slick as he could. His heart raced whenever another burst of the alpha’s scent hit him and he shook his head and chided himself for getting excited.
After he was as clean as he could get, he dressed in the other set of clothes he had brought. He ate a small snack and then took the contraceptive. The instructions said to take it as soon as possible.
With nothing else to do, Obi-Wan gathered his things and left. He rejoined Satine and slumped on the ground next to her. Her nose wrinkled and she glanced away.
“Can we leave now?” She asked, pointedly packing her bag. “Some of us weren’t spending the whole day having fun.”
“I didn’t choose to go into Heat, Satine,” Obi-Wan said. Although he couldn’t deny that he had fun. It wasn’t how he expected his first time to go but he hadn’t expected to present as an omega.
It was hampering his mission though. His heats forced him to leave her side. His Master would be better suited to guarding her since Qui-Gon was an alpha and didn’t have to suffer the indignity of a heat. If Obi-Wan had a suppressant he wouldn’t have to worry about it at all but that would have to wait until they were back at the Temple.
At Satine's adamant insistence, they left the cave and continued their journey to the next town over. They stayed the night at a cheap inn and Obi-Wan washed off in the fresher. In his dreams that night he was walking through the forest and he could feel eyes on him but whenever he turned no one was there. It was obviously related to the alpha.
They continued moving from town to town. Obi-Wan kept count of the weeks, trying to predict when his next heat would hit. He hoped it would be the same time frame as before and they could be in the wastes again. The Death Watch were still on their tail and Qui-Gon was gathering support from the clans, leaving them on their own.
They were in the city getting supplies a week before his estimate of his next heat when one morning he woke up with a headache that steadily turned to a fever. It was too soon, far too soon. But suddenly it made sense why every alpha for the past week had smelled delicious. He had just attributed it to his being an omega but he quickly realized that the same had happened before the first and second heat. So at least he had another warning sign but that won't do him any good, not when it was about to hit.
None of the alphas around him had golden eyes which he didn't know if he should feel so upset about that but he did. His omega instincts longed for the golden eyed alpha, the one whose earthen scent haunted him still.
They had enough credits to get Satine a room at the local inn but not enough for him to get a separate room and he could try and have his heat in the same room as her but the thought of doing that repulsed him. They didn't have enough for a heat safe room, one that locked on the outside, keeping the heat addled omega inside and with special doors for food delivery. He would've given anything to have his heat in one of those rooms. But the other downside was that that would mean no knot because no alpha would be there to aid him.
Obi-Wan packed a bag with some supplies and told Satine to keep the door closed. She had enough to stay safe while he was in his heat. Of course she scowled at him for leaving her again and she muttered something under her breath. He didn't have the energy to fight her staunch opinions against omegas. She had told him enough times that his alpha master should be the one protecting her, not some omega - he could practically hear the silent "worthless" added before omega. He reminded himself that it was his duty to protect her. He reiterated to her the importance of waiting for him, that he would be back for her but should anything happen she had to call the emergency comm and Qui-Gon would aid her- Obi-Wan hoped it wouldn't come to that, his master also didn't have a high opinion of omegas. Qui-Gon had told Obi-Wan before Mandalore how glad he was that Obi-Wan was a beta. Obi-Wan knew that his being an omega was just another mark against him in Qui-Gon's eyes.
Before he could lose himself to any alpha, Obi-Wan left the building. An alpha standing outside a general store leered at him and the open appreciative expression had Obi-Wan's skin crawling unpleasantly. He wasn't so desperate as to bend over for a random alpha.
The buildings were getting further apart now.
A speeder bike pulled up alongside him and Obi-Wan determinedly stared ahead. The speeder bike stopped and a man got out. He had on armor but wasn’t wearing his helmet.
Obi-Wan took one breath and his heart seized as he recognized the earthy scent. Obi-Wan trembled as his blood burned.
“Omega?” A deliciously deep voice asked. A hand cupped his shoulder.
Obi-Wan bit into his bottom lip, fighting back a whimper, he hadn’t even noticed that he had stopped walking. It was the same alpha, the one with the earthy scent and rich voice, the one who made Obi-Wan cum harder than he had ever done before.
Lips dragged over his, pulling him into a slow, fevered kiss that sent searing heat through his blood. He clutched at his alpha’s curly hair and groaned when his alpha palmed his ass, dragging him closer. The back of his knees hit the speeder bike and Obi-Wan fell onto the seat.
“I have a nest for you this time, omega,” The alpha said.
Obi-Wan nodded, focused on touching the alpha. The alpha sat in front of him and had him wrap his arms around him. Obi-Wan tucked his head against the alpha’s neck and sniffed at the gland, inhaling the heavenly scent. He barely noticed the buildings passing them or even when the speeder stopped.
“Omega,” The alpha said, tugging lightly at Obi-Wan’s hair and pulling him back.
Obi-Wan opened his bleary eyes and stared up at him.
The alpha gave him a soft smile and he brushed Obi-Wan’s hair back, sending delightful tingles down Obi-Wan’s spine. The alpha laced their fingers together and walked towards a small ranch house with chipped orange paint and an off white door. Inside was a small bed topped with several blankets and pillows- a nest. His alpha had made him a proper nest.
Obi-Wan whirled around and kissed him, cupping his alpha’s cheeks and grinning.
His alpha walked him backwards to the nest and the back of Obi-Wan’s legs hit it and he fell. He scrambled back onto the nest and his alpha joined him, crawling on top of him and kissing him. A hand pushed up under the hem of his tunic, spreading over his belly and sliding up, fingers playing with Obi-Wan’s nipples. He shoved Obi-Wan’s tunic up, breaking the kiss to tear it off of him and throw it to the side.
Obi-Wan whined and cupped the back of his alpha’s head, pressing closer. The metal armor between them felt cool against his skin, soothing the burning of his heat. He needed more though.
His alpha gently bit along his chin to his ear and he gasped with each little shock of pain. “I want to give you everything, omega,” His alpha said, before tugging at his ear lobe and sending pleasure pulsing through him. He snuck his hand under Obi-Wan’s waistband and ran his fingers along Obi-Wan’s soaking folds, drawing out a desperate whimper and making Obi-Wan’s hips jerk.
“Please,” Obi-Wan said. He spread his legs wider, opening himself for the alpha.
A thick finger pressed inside him and Obi-Wan’s back arched.
“Alpha,” Obi-Wan cried, chest heaving as he panted as he rocked on the finger, fucking himself on it.
His alpha leaned down and suckled at his nipples and Obi-Wan groaned, fingers clenching and unclenching in his alpha’s curls. His alpha paid attention to one and then switched over to the other, all the while crooking his finger inside Obi-Wan’s cunt. Obi-Wan was trembling with anticipation. His alpha kissed a trail down his belly and pulled his finger out, Obi-Wan whined in response. His alpha’s fingers curled along his waistband and in a move that was pure torture for Obi-Wan, slowly pulled Obi-Wan’s leggings down, peppering kisses over his quivering thighs. He took the rest of Obi-Wan’s clothes off, stripping him.
“Mesh’la,” His alpha said, sitting back on his heels and staring.
Obi-Wan was too far gone to care about being so openly admired. He spread his legs, displaying his dripping center.
His alpha’s nostrils flared and he let out a low growl.
The rich sound sent a surge of lust through him and Obi-Wan fisted the blankets and his eyes rolled back.
“Alpha,” Obi-Wan whimpered.
“I want to taste you, omega,” The alpha said. He kissed a line down one thigh and then the other. Obi-Wan’s eyes fluttered at the tenderness. His alpha rubbed his thumbs over the sensitive skin of his inner thighs and leaned forward, licking one long strip up one side, sending a bolt of pleasure through Obi-Wan, and then repeating the motion on the other side. Finally, he licked up the middle, tongue delving inside that wet warmth.
Obi-Wan let out a silent scream, back arching at the first dip of his alpha’s tongue into his core. The alpha’s tongue sent an electric shock coursing through him. An ache settled into him, a gaping need to be filled again and again, used by the alpha. He wrapped his legs around his alpha’s head and held him close. The thought of his alpha pulling away was unbearable.
The next stroke of the alpha’s tongue had Obi-Wan bending in half, clutching at the back of the alpha’s head. His nerves lit like a livewire.
“Please,” Obi-Wan whimpered.
The alpha shook his head, his tongue stroking along his entrance, teasing at dipping inside him.
It was tormenting him. His hips jerked.
“You’re going to cum on my tongue, little omega,” The alpha said.
Obi-Wan nodded, unable to do anything else.
The tongue stroked inside him and Obi-Wan’s body clenched, desperate to feel something far thicker. He cried out in despair, hips rocking, seeking to get the tongue as deep inside himself as possible. The alpha chuckled and kept licking into him. Each stroke was another tease, sparking a fire under his skin. He needed him. He wrapped his legs around the alpha’s head.
“Alpha,” Obi-Wan keened. The noise was full of the anguish of an unfulfilled omega.
His tormentor ignored him. Instead, he laid his arm over Obi-Wan’s hips, holding him down, and set to driving him insane, pushing a finger inside his cunt and lovingly licking at Obi-Wan’s clit. The grip was the only thing holding Obi-Wan back from rolling over and presenting himself.
Little electric sparks lit his body, making him cry out and writhe under the devoted attention of his alpha. Obi-Wan was panting hard, fingers clenching in the sheets and in his alpha’s hair. He jerked as his alpha pressed a second finger inside him. His thighs were absolutely soaked with spit and slick.
“Alpha, please,” Obi-Wan cried. He was on the edge of orgasm.
Dark golden eyes glanced up at him. The fingers inside him rubbed harder on the spot that had him seeing stars and his walls clenched around them, sending him closer and closer to the cliff until finally his climax crashed over him and he cried out in ecstasy and sheer relief. Tears streamed down his cheeks. His legs around his alpha’s head relaxed. Tremors rocked him, causing him to twitch as the orgasm finished. He blinked open bleary eyes and his alpha grinned at him and kissed his hip.
“Mesh’la,” His alpha said, looking at him as if Obi-Wan was someone to be cherished.
Obi-Wan’s cheeks flushed at the adoration.
The alpha pulled his legs from around his neck and Obi-Wan whimpered, rocking his hips.
“My eager omega,” The alpha crooned.
Obi-Wan groaned, nodding in desperation.
The alpha sat up, lower face shiny with slick, smirking with gleeful pride. The sight of him stirred the budding heat inside him and it roared to life. His body craved an alpha. The alpha’s nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed.
“Please,” Obi-Wan whimpered an instinctual noise, spreading his legs.
The alpha snarled and laid on top of him. Cold, beskar armor pressed down on him, a thrilling contrast to the heat burning under his skin. He crashed his lips to Obi-Wan’s and Obi-Wan relented immediately to the alpha, parting his lips and tasting himself on the alpha’s tongue. At the same time, his alpha’s cock rubbed against Obi-Wan’s folds and Obi-Wan bucked and clamped a hand around his alpha’s head. His alpha reached between them and grabbed his cock and ran it along Obi-Wan’s soaked folds.
“Please,” Obi-Wan cried. He dug his nails into the alpha’s scalp, rocking with a sheer desperation he hadn’t known before. He thrusted against the cock, urging it to pop inside him, stretch him wide, fill him to the brim.
The alpha growled, pulled back, and snapped his hips, burying his heavenly length deep inside him. Obi-Wan’s mind blanked at the incredible, satisfying stretch. His entire galaxy became centered on the alpha and the alpha’s cock. Obi-Wan’s eyes fluttered and he whimpered, tucking his head in the crook of the alpha’s neck.
“Is that what you needed, omega?” The alpha asked. He gave a gentle thrust, pulling out slightly before slowly filling him again.
Obi-Wan nodded, sliding his arms around the alpha’s back and holding on tight. The armor made it more difficult but he managed.
“Please, alpha.”
The alpha pulled back again and snapped his hips, cock plunging inside him, filling him to the brim once more in a hard thrust. Obi-Wan keened in delight, nerves lighting. He rubbed his nose against the alpha’s gland.
A rich, earthen scent surrounded him. He clung to it, basking in it. The hard length pounded into him, taking him higher and higher with each thrust. His hazy mind drifted in the rhythm.
His alpha draped over him, cupping his chin and pulling him into a sloppy kiss. Obi-Wan moaned into it, licking into his alpha’s mouth. He locked eyes with those beautiful golden eyes. His golden eyed alpha.
The alpha gripped the back of his head, tilting Obi-Wan’s head back, displaying his unmarked scent gland. Obi-Wan turned his head to the side, putting it at a better angle. The desire for a claim crawled under his skin.
“Alpha,” Obi-Wan whimpered, gazing plaintively up into the alpha’s golden eyes.
His alpha’s gaze hardened and he dragged a nail down the sensitive skin. Just that small, brief scratch had sent a jolt through Obi-Wan’s body. The tension curled tighter inside him and he gasped, squeezing on his alpha’s cock.
“My pretty omega,” His alpha groaned. He mouthed at the gland and it sent a terrifying shock through Obi-Wan’s body and he clenched hard, nearly coming. His alpha sucked at the spot and Obi-Wan’s eyes rolled back and he clawed at the armor, suddenly needing to feel his alpha’s skin against him.
The stroke of his alpha’s talented tongue undid him. Obi-Wan’s orgasm crashed into him and he drowned in the pleasure. He cried out and clutched at his alpha. The orgasm sucked the energy from him, leaving him boneless.
His alpha slowed and dragged Obi-Wan into his lap and fucked into him more, each stroke hitting deeper than before. Obi-Wan trembled on his alpha’s cock.
“Please,” Obi-Wan said, body arching, opening himself for his alpha. He rubbed the spot against his alpha’s cheek. “Need you, alpha.”
His alpha nipped at his gland and Obi-Wan cried out at the shock that lit his every nerve.
“Yes,” He cried out, as if the little nibble had been a question.
His alpha smelled so good, so right— so perfect. His body needed him. He needed him.
Sharp teeth pierced his skin and Obi-Wan cried out as pain and pleasure coursed through him. He tumbled over the edge and his mind blanked. Darkness took him as every feeling flooded him.
Warmth surrounded him, covered him. He breathed in the most delectable scent. A tongue flicked over the tender skin on his neck. A thick knot tied him to a golden eyed alpha. His legs were loose around his alpha’s waist.
His alpha.
His mate.
Obi-Wan’s omega side crowed in joy, drowning out any other feeling. He was wanted. He’d be bred, used.
He nuzzled his alpha’s neck as he came to.
“My little omega,” His alpha said, sounding incredibly happy. He shifted Obi-Wan’s head and pressed Obi-Wan’s lips to his scent gland. “Bite me, little one.”
A surge of feeling overwhelmed him and he opened his mouth and sunk his little omega fangs into the gland. Pure alpha scent poured into him.
His alpha groaned above him and his hand fisted in Obi-Wan’s hair, pressing more insistently on his head, forcing Obi-Wan to latch onto him. He lapped at the gland, drawing out the rich alpha scent. His eyes glazed and he kept tonguing it until his alpha had him pull off.
The knot in Obi-Wan’s cunt softened and his alpha rolled off of him, grinning down at him. Obi-Wan smiled wearily. Every muscle was relaxed. He found a contentment laying next to his alpha.
His alpha stripped out of his armor and underclothes and laid behind him, curling around him. On instinct, Obi-Wan arched his neck, baring his gland. A pleased rumble came from his alpha. He mouthed at the sensitive skin and reached down between Obi-Wan’s legs and fingered him, coaxing more slick out of him.
Obi-Wan was in a state of absolute bliss. He was in a nest with his alpha and being worshiped by said alpha. His alpha brought him water and snacks, cutting muja fruit with a knife and somehow looking sexy while doing it with the casual, expert way he handled the blade. The swift precise cuts had him mesmerized. When his alpha held the first piece to his lips Obi-Wan had to shake out of his stupor. He tugged at his alpha’s hand and licked the sweet juice off his alpha’s fingers. His alpha smirked at him and indulged him. After he finished eating, his body ached for something else and he slid into his alpha’s lap and rubbed himself over his alpha’s length.
“Ready for more, mesh’la?”
His alpha laid down and Obi-Wan lowered onto the thick cock, losing himself in that amazing stretch once more. His alpha held his hips, helping Obi-Wan rock on top of him, going slow at first before snapping his hips and slamming his cock into him. Obi-Wan groaned at that, doubling over and grabbing fistfuls of the sheets. His alpha leaned up and sucked at his nipples, causing Obi-Wan’s core to tighten and he shuddered. Obi-Wan came with a hushed cry. His alpha grinned up at him and fucked him through it, praising him for taking his cock so well.
After they finished again, Obi-Wan laid down on top of his alpha’s broad chest and rested his head over his alpha’s heart. The steady beating soon had him falling asleep.
During that heat, Obi-Wan never wandered far from his golden eyed alpha. It didn’t matter that he knew nothing about him. He felt safe around him and that was all that was important. His alpha gave him all the cock he could want, he was never lacking.
The sky was dark when Obi-Wan stirred in the nest, his alpha’s arms curled around him. His alpha was asleep and Obi-Wan couldn’t resist brushing the dark curls back and staring at the handsome face for a moment. They had kissed at one point and they had-
Obi-Wan stilled and he pressed his hand to the alpha’s neck and stared at the bruised gland. He would have a similar mark on his own gland. Satine would know that he had slept with an alpha and mated them and so would his master. Though he could use a collar to cover the mark and hide it.
It was dark outside which meant that his heat had gone long. He had told Satine that he would likely be back the next afternoon or evening. It was early in the morning. His heart pounded. He had to leave.
Fluids leaked between his legs and Obi-Wan grimaced at the state of his body. It reminded him to grab an emergency contraceptive on his way back, before anything more came from this heat. As much fun as he had had with the golden eyed alpha, there was nothing more there.
Obi-Wan carefully extracted himself from the alpha’s hold and shushed him when the alpha shifted.
Clothes were scattered around the small space and he had to search for each piece. Each one smelled distinctly of alpha, even more evidence of his activities. His best hope was to get back to the room with Satine, hop in the fresher, and try to wash off as much as he could. He redressed, making as little noise as possible. He threw his pack over his shoulder before leaving.
He shivered in the chilly night air, tightening his hold on his jacket.
It was early enough that there were very few people around and most of them didn’t give him a second glance. He found the general store and the bell clanged when he opened the door. The bleary eyed clerk at the counter jerked and nodded at him. There were several varieties of neck coverings in the back and Obi-Wan grabbed one of the cheaper ones, a wrap-around scarf in navy. He brought it to the clerk and asked for a morning after pill. The clerk, who had dark bags under his eyes, gave no hint as to his opinion, simply reached under the counter and handed Obi-Wan a white foil packet then he read the total charge in a rough, drowsy voice. Obi-Wan paid with the meager credits they had scavenged together.
Obi-Wan tore into the foil outside the store and swallowed the pill with some of the water he had brought before snacking on a granola bar. He shoved the cover into his bag. His heart still pounded. He returned to the inn and crept into the room. The lights were off and he sighed in relief. He immediately went to the fresher and scrubbed until his skin was nearly raw.
The heat had been fun but he shouldn’t have done it. He had mated an alpha, which Qui-Gon was quite vehement on his opinion on Omega Jedi and mating. At least he wasn’t anywhere near his Master so there was time for the alpha’s scent to diminish. Satine wouldn’t be as much of a problem, she was a beta and unlikely to notice the slight change.
The adrenaline was wearing off and Obi-Wan slumped in the fresher, letting the cool water wash over him. He rubbed at the swollen skin on his neck. A shiver shot down his spine at the light touch. His omega side longed to return to his new mate but Obi-Wan was first and foremost a Jedi Padawan and he had a duty to protect Satine. Besides, he didn’t know anything about the alpha beyond how well the alpha fucked.
Obi-Wan dried off and wrapped the towel around himself. He grabbed a change of clothes from the main room. Satine was sitting up in bed and her gaze flickered to him before returning back to the pad in her hands. He quickly changed into the clean clothes and wrapped the scarf around his neck and threw his old, smelly clothes into a bag. He sat on the other bed and rearranged the packs for travel.
“Did you enjoy your heat?” Satine asked primly.
“It went longer than expected,” Obi-Wan said, avoiding the question. Even he wasn’t entirely certain of the answer. On the one hand, he had enjoyed every second of the alpha’s attention but on the other he shouldn’t have spent it with an alpha, it only brought trouble.
“I spoke with Master Jinn,” Satine announced.
Obi-Wan paused in the packing and glanced up at her.
“He gave us coordinates to meet him,” She said, giving him a tight-lipped smile, and handed him the pad.
The coordinates were near one of the large domes and at least several weeks of travel away. Obi-Wan couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t have another heat before they reached him. He didn’t feel safe going so near death watch territory without his Master in case his heat happened.
“We should start moving towards him now, the sooner we’re with him the better,” Satine said.
Obi-Wan couldn’t agree more, eager to put distance between himself and the golden eyed alpha.