Nikolai was struggling to keep himself together. Sweaty and aching with every second he spent away from his omega and their scent. It was a painful rut, the third he had to go through without relief.

The fire in his body couldn't take it anymore. Everything was heating up, trying to burn him from the inside out until he was nothing but charcoal.

And they're they were, standing peacefully in the laundry room as they folded clothes. Nikolai nearly tackled his omega, growling and biting them as he ripped at his own clothes.

"Malen'kiy, this is the only chance in giving you." Nikolai was viscous, biting every exposed inch of flesh, leaving his mark to douse the flames. It was terrible, the need in his body that begged his omega to keep that pretty mouth shut and just nod.

"Tell me yes, or tell me no." He bit down hard on their shoulder, not caring about whatever blood pricked up.