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Felix’s hair is long enough that he can braid it halfway down his back by the time spring rolls around again. Chan’s isn't far behind his, honestly, and Felix has to drag himself away from playing with the wolf’s long hair and soft ears every morning.
The snow has been slowly receding, and he’s expecting, hoping, to see the rest of the group pull around the corner any day. Chan is the only thing holding him back from irresponsibly running off towards town to make sure they’re all still alive.
Chan is outside feeding the chickens as Felix packs the trunk at the foot of their bed. He holds the small wooden box in his hand, staring at the steel bracelet inside. He never gave it to Chan, and now that they've mated it feels redundant somehow. He can feel Chan distantly in his chest, happy and warm even as he’s outside. Why would Chan need this reminder of him when Felix lives in his chest too?
Felix sighs. Maybe he’ll give it to him one day when all of this settles. He shoves the box deep in the trunk, wrapped in one of his sweaters and closes the lid.
While he throws his hair up in a messy half bun, he looks around at his still messy work bench. Time to tackle that next. He goes to grab the last of the bottles off his work station shelf to finish packing, and yelps, nearly shattering the vile as he drops it, as a pair of arms slink around his waist.
“Channie! You startled me.” Felix gasps.
“But your scent is even stronger when you expose it,” Chan whines from where his face is buried in Felix’s neck. The wolf’s ear is rubbing against his cheek, tickling him slightly.
Felix sighs and sinks into the firm body behind him, dropping his neck further to the side as Chan starts to press butterfly kisses into the mating mark. “We don’t have time for this. They’ll be here any day and we need to finish packing.” He bemoans, even as he does nothing to hinder Chan’s progress.
“The inside is basically done,” Chan argues into his neck, as he grinds less than subtly into Felix. “Your workbench is mostly cleared, and I’ve always wanted to press you face first into it.”
Felix feels heat rush south in his body as he pictures it, and Chan’s own arousal floats through his chest. Chan’s chest vibrates against his back as the wolf laughs behind him, because Felix’s arousal flows through Chan’s side of the bond too. Felix knows Chan would stop if he said it firmly, but the packing is mostly done…
Felix pulls back any remaining restraint he has on his scent and floods the small room with what he hopes is thick, fresh lilac.
Chan stumbles at the onslaught, pushing Felix further into the wooden bench in front of them. “Fuck, fuck, Felix.” Chan slips his hand south down Felix’s stomach. His wolf lets out a whine as his fingers dip below Felix’s pants to find a sticky mess. Between their combined scents in the air and Chan’s arousal pulsing through their bond, Felix is already dripping. It’s so freeing to simply want.
Chan makes a few long drags through Felix’s slick before he pulls back up to his clit. He traces sloppy circles around Felix’s clit with now sticky fingers, and Felix shudders against him.
“I thought,” Felix gasps. “Thought you wanted to fuck me.”
Chan licks up the length of Felix’s neck but doesn’t argue, sinking his fingers back down to Felix’s hole. He teases for a few seconds before the breath is punched out of Felix’s lungs as two fingers enter him at once. The burn is delicious as Chan’s two fingers now rub at his inside walls. Chan moans at merely having his fingers inside Felix and he ruts up against Felix’s ass. He’s already rock hard - he always is just from pleasuring Felix.
Either Chan finally deems the stretch sufficient or his patience has run out, because he drags the three fingers out of Felix’s hole with a squelch and gently pushes Felix down into the polished wood.
He yanks Felix’s pants down just enough and pauses with a, “fuck I want to eat you out like this.”
”Chan, if you do not fuck me right now,” Felix says, angling his hips backwards. “I’m tying you up and leaving you here.”
They both know the threat is hollow, but it’s enough to get Chan moving and finally Felix feels the tip of Chan's cock against him. Chan thrusts up against him a few times, dragging his cock up and down the full seam of Felix’s cunt, covering himself in the excess slick Felix is disgorging.
The sex was good before they mated, incredible really. But now that Chan’s arousal multiplies with his own in his chest, Felix knows it doesn’t even come close. Felix reaches up to grab the edge of the table near the window as Chan sheathes himself in one go. Chan is right, if they had done this before removing everything off the table, everything would be broken right now.
Chan plasters himself over Felix’s back and mouths at Felix’s neck as he thrusts fast, like it’s a race to be won. “I love you so much.” He whines into Felix’s neck.
“You’re unbelievable, my sweet wolf,” The words are punched out of him with everything thrust, draining them of some of the drama. He tips his hips up to meet Chan’s thrusts. “Fucking me like a common whore and yet you still can’t help but be sappy about it.”
His voice is betrayed by the smile on his face. He loves this, loves Chan. That’s his sappy wolf and he wouldn’t change it for anything.
Chan keens into his neck at the teasing. It’s such a pretty sound in his throat, and Felix loves that Chan can make it. His thrusts are sloppier now as the knot starts to catch on the lips of Felix’s pussy.
When Chan finally cums, he collapses into Felix’s back and immediately warps a hand to their fronts to rub Felix’s clit. Between the stimulation on his clit, Chan’s pleasure coursing through the bond, and the feeling of Chan’s thick cum pulsing into him, Felix hurtles over the edge as well, melting into the table below him.
Felix pants through his orgasm, “Our scents are going to be baked into this wood.”
”Good,” Chan says possessively into Felix’s ear. “Everyone will know I am yours and you are mine.”
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Felix is correct about the group still coming to meet them. The snow has barely stopped but they don’t have time to wait for the town to mobilize against them. It’s just after midnight when the group arrives outside their cabin, and relief sweeps through Felix so hard he almost collapses. Jisung runs up to him laughing, despite the very real threat to all of their lives.
“Felix!” His gaze drops to Felix’s exposed neck and he gasps, “Felix” in a very different tone than before. He throws his arms around him in a tight hug before Felix can respond at all.
A low growl comes from behind the pair, and Jisung laughs again as he pulls away from the hug, “relax, wolfie, I’m not trying to take your mate.”
“Mate?!” Changbin yells from over at one of the wagons. He drops the bag he’s holding and runs over. It draws the attention of the rest of the group as well.
As they all amble over to see, Chan shyly pulls his rapidly growing hair back from his neck to show everyone the twin mating bites he and Felix are now sporting.
The pair endure several more hugs and Felix can see Chan do his best to not growl at everyone else who touches him.
“You’ll eventually learn to control it better.” Jeongin says as he extricates himself from Felix’s arms after Chan accidentally lets out another soft growl.
“That protective feeling never really goes away, but you learn to control it once you can remind your alpha that not everyone is a threat.” Seungmin adds, gently thumbing over his mate’s mark as Jeongin slides up next to him.
“I know you don't want to hurt him,” Chan says, ears out to the side. “I don't want to growl at you but every time I think I’ve got it under control it’s like my alpha jumps out ahead of me.”
Felix squeezes into his mate’s side. “You’ll figure it out.” He presses a kiss to Chan’s cheek.
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They’re all piled into four wagons with everything they could reasonably bring. Chan and Hyunjin lead the group, discussing the building plans Chan has been crafting all winter. Hyunjin came equipped with his own plans as well, and the two are having a heated discussion over the merits of various construction types.
Changbin and Seungmin bring up the rear of the group, and Felix is pretty sure they’ve slapped each other at least eight times in the last hour as they bicker over meaningless things. Jisung and Jeongin are together and Jisung has wasted no time smothering the young alpha.
Minho claimed Felix immediately, and Felix’s omega preens about it. He hasn’t had much time with the other since they all found out about Felix’s omega.
The other omega stumbles a little through normal conversation. He’s almost shy now that Felix has him alone, but his scent is soothing and the thigh pressed up against his own is warm.
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They’ve stopped to camp for the night and Chan is curled comfortably around Felix on a pad near the fading fire.
He’s almost asleep when he hears a voice - Jisung his sleepy brain helpfully provides - ask into the darkness, “So Chan, what’s this about being an alpha who keens?”
Chan’s embarrassment flutters in his chest and soft laughs emerge from all around the fire as Chan lets out a dramatic whine.
Felix thinks about Chan, keening in ecstasy and says. “It’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.”
“Gross.” Felix thinks it’s Seungmin who says it even as Hyunjin sighs dramatically and says, “They’re in love.”
Chan just nuzzles further into Felix, tail woven between their legs. The soft embarrassment is still there, but Felix also feels the sticky warmth of love in his chest as well.
Felix hopes this warmth has found him forever.