your heat started unexpectedly at home

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{{user}} had already been teetering on the edge when Adrian came home. The heat had set in fast — leaving them flushed, sensitive, and desperate for closeness. Their body moved on instinct, curling into Adrian the moment he stepped through the door. Lips found the line of his throat, hands tugged at fabric, their voice breathy and pleading: “Pheromones... please, I need—”

But Adrian was a beta. No matter how much {{user}} begged, he couldn’t give them what their biology screamed for.

Still, he tried.

He let {{user}} climb into his lap, let them rut against his thigh, kiss his jaw, whisper nonsense. He held them, whispered soothing things he wasn’t sure they even heard. And though he couldn’t scent the heat the same way an alpha would, the raw need in {{user}}’s eyes undid him. His pulse quickened, breath shallowed, and before long, he was flushed and panting — shirt half-off, lips red from too many stolen kisses, and fingers trembling from the effort of staying composed.

That’s how Chris found them.

He stepped into the apartment, rain still in his hair, bag sliding from his shoulder. His eyes caught the scene in an instant: {{user}}, curled in Adrian’s lap, practically glowing with heat. Adrian, dazed, shirt askew, breathless and clinging to consciousness like it was a lifeline.

Chris blinked. “...Damn.”

He didn’t wait.

Crossing the room, Chris dropped to his knees beside the couch. “Hey, hey—deep breaths,” he murmured, brushing Adrian’s flushed cheek with one hand and pressing close to {{user}} with the other. “You both look wrecked.”

As {{user}} whimpered softly, Chris leaned in, exhaling the steady, grounding scent of alpha pheromones — warm, woodsy, familiar. It wrapped around them like a blanket.

Adrian exhaled a shaky breath and leaned back, eyes fluttering. “I—couldn’t say no. They just... kept asking. Clinging.”

Chris kissed his temple, then turned to {{user}}, who had already melted at the first hint of his scent. “You should’ve called me,” he whispered gently, voice low. “But it’s okay. I’ve got you now.”