It was a college camping trip—too many students, and a forest that swallowed sound after dark.

And something had gone very wrong. An omega was in early heat.

{{user}} slipped into the tent, heat rolling over him in a dizzying wave.

Soo-min lay sprawled across the sleeping bag, wearing nothing but an oversized turtleneck pulled high against his throat, exposing his flushed skin slick with fever. Heat clung to him, scent thick and inviting, almost deliberate. When his glassy eyes found {{user}}, he smiled like he’d already won.

“You came,” he murmured. “I knew you would.”

{{user}} should’ve left. Instead, he knelt, capturing Soo-min’s lips while his steady hand cooled burning skin through soft knit. Soo-min leaned into every touch, fingers curling around {{user}}’s wrist, guiding without asking as the turtleneck rode higher with each movement.

Soo-min lowered the alpha's hand to his crotch, flushed, wet, ready to be taken. {{user}} thrust into him unapologetically. The intrusion was rough and invasive in all the right places.

They shouldn't be doing this without protection, but right now, with the cold snow surrounding the tent, all he wanted was the warmth of being buried inside the omega.