Takigawa shrugged out of his tight, sticky, long-sleeved top and ran a hand through his tangled locks before flopping down on the bed. He rolled onto his back with a frustrated sigh. Heat ravished his body. It sparked across his skin, making the barest touch of material itchy and unpleasant. He kicked his rough jeans and damp boxers off, already feeling the slick seeping out. He took a deep breath as he writhed on the sheets, breathing in the fresh cotton scent of his bedding. Unlike the majority of omegas he knew, he'd never been one for nesting. He didn't like a lot of clutter hanging around. Perhaps he was a little claustrophobic, but being tangled in a pile of clothes and blankets just didn't make him feel relaxed. He eyed the clock on the wall. It was almost four thirty. Ayako wouldn't get off work until six, at least. He'd already messaged to let her know his heat had started, and she'd agreed to come as soon as she got off work. As a doctor, that didn't mean much though. If something happened, she'd have to stay later.

He was used to taking care of himself, though he hadn't had to for a while. For the past few months, he'd had an agreement with Ayako. Before that, he'd been signed up to an alpha service. They'd been quite reliable. Unfortunately, most of their alphas were male, but Takigawa wasn't too picky during his heats. His omega wanted to be filled. It didn't matter by who, or what. They'd all been perfectly fine men, but he liked to change things up. Another rarity. He was told their normal clients requested the same alpha for as long as possible. I guess I've never been a conventional omega...

Takigawa let out a small groan as a wave of heat crashed over him, sending a dull throb through his solid shaft and settling an ache in his leaking passage. Luckily, he'd learned a long time ago that it didn't hurt to be prepared. He had a large assortment of heat relief available, stowed in an easily accessible case beneath the bed. He tugged the hard case out and popped the lid. It was almost like a large toolbox. I guess it is a type of large tool box...He huffed softly and leaned a little lower. His eyes roved over the numerous plugs and dildos. Some electrical and some not. Some with suction cups and some handheld. He'd only just started, so to ease himself in, he pulled out one of the thick plugs. Laying on his stomach, he didn't hesitate to reach behind and tease the silicone into his dripping entrance, stemming the flow of slick for the moment. He let out a small hum. It felt good having something inside. Rolling onto his back, he touched himself, letting his mind travel to his redheaded fox. My alpha.

"Aya..." He teased one of his nipples and gripped his dripping shaft as he whined for her. He hummed and gasped as he thought of her deep hazel eyes as she watched him unravel. Sometimes she liked to watch. She'd arrive quietly, after his heat started, and watch from the doorway as he stroked himself. Sometimes she'd even watch him working a vibrator in his passage, only stopping him when he gave her a pleading cry or when he was about to come. He moaned again just thinking about it. He leaned his head back, bending his knees and opening his thighs a little wider. He worked his hand up and down slowly, using his thumb to smear the weeping pearls around his tip. Ayako's hands would be rough, tearing his cock free. She'd hold him down, watching him squirm miserably until he begged. Depending on her mood, she could go either way. Sometimes she was rough and merciless, but sometimes she was slow and teasing.

He loved the way trailed one clawed hand down his glistening chest, dragging her red nails over his nipples and abs. He wanted it so badly. He bit his lip, slowly teasing his cock as he raked his nails down his stomach. His hips were moving lazily, circling slowly to nudge the plug in his passage and thrust his shaft through his tight grip. A moan broke free as the plug rubbed his prostate, but it didn't last. He was frustrated as he pumped a little harder. The plug wasn't enough. Nowhere near enough. He wasn't going to give in just yet. He gripped his cock harder. The sheets were getting a little itchy on his damp skin. His long locks were getting a little frustrating, odd strands tickling his shoulders and biceps. His hand trembled a little as he gripped his shaft. He let out a frustrated moan. The build-up was painfully slow. More...More! He came with a strained gasp. He didn't even think twice about licking the semen from his fingers.

The release had been quite disappointing. His skin was still burning, and his shaft was still quite hard. He'd be ready again within ten minutes. He rolled over, deciding to be more serious. He was too impatient for a slow build-up now. He grabbed a large, long vibrator, running his tongue over the textured bumps along the side. It was long and thick. Exactly what his body craved. Takigawa sighed as he pulled the plug free, shuddering as warm slick began trickling from his entrance. He didn't hesitate or prepare himself. There was so much slick that the vibrator slid in with ease.

"Huh-uh!" Takigawa moaned in surprise as he pressed the on switch. It was on the lowest setting, but the vibrations were utterly delicious. "Oh, God yes..." He almost whimpered as he buried his face in the sheets, gripping with one hand while the other pushed and pulled on the buzzing shaft in his passage. His cock was swelling again. He moaned as he rutted against the mattress. He could feel the textured bumps rubbing and grinding his slick walls, buzzing against his prostate. His whole body shuddered as he came.

He had no idea how long he was writhing on the bed; the vibrator buzzing in his passage. He was physically worn by the time he felt a gentle hand stroking his neck. He would have whimpered if he had any voice left. It came out as a dry, choked sound of distress. Her touch was cool. He sighed into it, shivering as she ran her fingers down his spine. He turned his head and saw Ayako, still fully dressed. She shrugged out of her light beige mackintosh, leaving it on the floor by the bed. Her briefcase had been left by the front door with her shoes out of sight.

"Sorry I'm late. I couldn't get here sooner." She was clearly quite worn herself. Dead on her feet after a thirteen hour day. Takigawa moaned as the vibrator was removed and switched off. His aching chest and stomach muscles relaxed as the vibrations ceased. Ayako almost purred as she unzipped her tight black pencil skirt, being watched by hazy hazel eyes as the material slid down her long shapely legs. She was wearing sheer black tights beneath. He could see her plain matching knickers beneath the sheer material. He raised his gaze to the clinging white dress shirt and black bra just visible beneath, cradling her large mounds.

Takigawa rolled onto his back, humming as she stroked his damp skin with a wet wipe. It felt nice to be cared for so thoroughly. She was tender, taking her time to cleanse his sticky skin. Once the semen had been cleaned, she allowed Takigawa to pull her down against his chest. He immediately buried his face in her throat, breathing her scent deep and greedily running his needy hands up and down her clothed spine. She could feel his cock twitching against her stomach as the eager lips on her neck encouraged her alpha to the surface.

"How was work?" Part of him felt content just holding her in his arms. His last release hadn't been too long ago, so he could wait a little longer. As if sensing his relaxed mood, Ayako stretched lazily against him. He was as comforting as a giant teddy bear. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his hair, breathing in his scent. He smelled very sweet, as most omegas did. It was like apples and sultanas with a hint of vanilla, which blended well with her own deep cinnamon spice. Together, they smelled like a pastry dessert. It was comforting that they fitted together so well, though she'd never admit it out loud.

"Tiring...I was about to leave when one of my patients managed to pull their stitches. I had to re-do them before I left...It took a surprising amount of time." Ayako closed her eyes, enjoying the attention as Takigawa ran his fingers through her hair in long, soothing strokes. Sometimes, he might tease her, but at quiet times like this, he'd hum his agreement or whisper quiet praise.

"If you were my doctor, I'd pull my stitches out too...I'd get to see you longer," Takigawa murmured with a wolfish grin as he held her a little closer. Ayako huffed against his chest, flattered and amused at the idea. She knew he would never really do something like that. For one thing, it could be dangerous and cause infections. For another, it would waste time that she could spend on other patients.

"It's a good thing you don't need to pull stitches to get my attention, then." Ayako stroked teasing circles on his bare chest, enjoying the rise and fall of his rounded pecs. He chuckled softly as she began peppering kisses across the sensitive skin. A small purr rose in his throat. Ayako nuzzled him affectionately as she nipped and licked his chest and allowed her own purr to join his. The gentle sounds merged in the quiet room to create a shroud of comfort and security. The sounds sent gentle vibrations through their chests, bringing a sense of peace to the intimate space.

Takigawa allowed his hands to wander, sliding up and down her spine before slipping down to cup her rounded rump. He felt her lean into his touch, pressing back to fill his palms. He pinched and stroked circles on the firm, giving surface before sliding down her thighs as far as he could reach. She started exploring his body in return, stroking his shoulders and hips. Takigawa hummed affectionately as she pushed herself up to straddle his hips and grind up and down his length slowly. As she moved against him, he could feel her shaft sliding against his through the thin layer of fabric between them.

"Aya..." He closed his eyes with a needy sigh and accepted the kiss that she pressed against his lips, whimpering as she deepened it, dominating his mouth with her searching tongue. Takigawa reached up to tangle a hand in her deep red locks, pulling his alpha closer. They were both gasping as Ayako pulled back, allowing Takigawa to tug the buttons of her shirt loose. The white material fluttered open, and Takigawa wasted no time in burying his face in her plush cleavage. He whined at the sharp scent of cinnamon that attacked his senses.

There was a little fumbling as Ayako slipped out of her tights and panties, but with his increasingly urgent need, Takigawa didn't tease. Ayako tossed her shirt aside before reaching back and flicking the clip on her bra. Her generous breasts fell free with a bounce that had Takigawa mewling. He latched onto her hungrily, legs folding around her small body as he nipped and kissed her breasts. He released her nipple with a hiss as Ayako pulled his hair and attacked his throat.

"Open your legs," Ayako purred against his needy lips, leaving a chaste kiss before moving back. Takigawa almost whimpered as he obeyed, laying back against the pillows and spreading his thighs. He opened them as wide as he could without using his hands and dug his heels into the sheets to steady his hips. He never tired of this. The feeling of Ayako's slim body between his thighs. Her solid cock pressing into his slickened passage. Red locks tickled his shoulders as she leaned over him. Sharp nails raking his pale skin. Sharp teeth nipping and biting his skin.

They both moaned as she pushed inside. Takigawa's head fell back as he arched his spine and raised his hips a little higher. She was being gentle, content to work him at a steady pace. They were both a little worn. Takigawa took her hands as she laid them on his chest. He massaged her delicate skin and gripped gently. She turned her hands in his grasp, linking their fingers and using his now raised arms for leverage as she rolled her hips. She leaned down, pinning him to the bed as she struck a rhythm. Takigawa moaned with each thrust, angling his hips to meet her and hoping she'd find his sweet spot. Ayako kept a close eye on his face as she worked. She knew when she found it. Takigawa's expression looked almost pained, hazel eyes pinching in bliss. She watched as she rolled her hips again, enjoying the way he bit lip and gazed up with flushed cheeks.

"Are you close?" she murmured almost teasingly, smiling as he nodded. Takigawa gripped her hands tightly, kissing her needily as she leaned down to claim his lips. Ayako released one hand and reached down to grip his twitching cock. He mewled in abandon as she pumped and jerked, twisting her grip exactly how he liked it. She pulled back to watch as he came. His mouth opened in a loud moan, her name falling from his lips. She continued to thrust, spilling her seed before pulling out. They were both a little too tired to knot on the first round.

"You're beautiful," Takigawa murmured as he gazed at her. She'd flopped down gracefully beside him in an exhausted heap. He saw her cheeks darken a few shades as she pouted. That made his smile even warmer. The little frown left wrinkles across her nose that made his heart flutter. He loved everything about her, but there was something truly adorable about her uncertain, shy side. True compliments always took her off guard, getting around her standoffish front.

"Sh-shut up!" Takigawa knew she wasn't really cross. She was always embarrassed when he said anything affectionate. He thought it was cute. She helped clean his stomach with a wet wipe before snuggling closer as he turned on his side. She knew the routine. They'd sleep a while, and then Takigawa's omega would awaken panting and restless. She would be fully in her rut by then, ready to shred his perfect skin and leave bite marks across his throat and chest. For now, she was content. She pouted as she looked up, her wrinkled in displeasure. "Stop staring."

"Never." He was serious and overly intimate as he stroked her flushed cheek. Ayako accepted the slow kiss that he pressed to her lips, drawing it out to hide her flustered state. He drew back and leaned his forehead against hers, closing his eyes contentedly. Ayako smiled softly as she shuffled closer and leaned her forehead against his large chest, letting his gentle scent envelop her like a blanket. Home...