I think Elias should know Omega Jon is going to go into heat. Calling him up to his office for a ‘performance review,’ Jon having trouble concentrating he feels so warm. His subvocals start escaping him, just little chirps and whines, as Elias pretends not to notice droning on about Jon’s job performance.

Jon realizing he’s going into heat, but too mortified to say anything, he can keep control, as soon as Elias is finished Jon can get home. Jon quickly having trouble sitting still, Elias asking him if everything is all right, and Jon immediately snaps that he’s fine. Elias raises an eyebrow at him but resumes his lecture as Jon can feel himself getting wet.

His subvocals escaping him every so often, little whines for attention, but Jon is hoping Elias can’t hear them they’re pretty quiet, he lies to himself. Elias telling him he’ll be back in a moment, that he need to get something.

Jon taking that time to shove a hand down his pants, fingering himself. His other hand shoved in his mouth to muffle any sounds. He ignored the little chirps he’s also making that are calling for Elias. He’s so close only to have to immediately yank his hand back out as he hears Elias coming back down the hallway. Jon tries not to scream, though his subvocals are whining pretty loudly.

Elias asking again if he’s okay, just completely neutral, pretending he doesn’t know, also pretending he can’t smell Jon. Jon in denial, thinking he’s going good at hiding his condition. Still he decides to take the out, standing up only to realize he’s basically soaked through his clothes, even leaving a wet spot on the chair.

Elias stepping in front of him to block his way, and Jon getting hit with a wave of Elias’s scent, and immediately his legs go weak, and he sinks to his knees. Jon realizing he’s fully in heat as he loses control of his subvocals begging Elias to fuck him, to breed him that he’ll be so good.

Elias pretending to hesitate, muttering that he shouldn’t, it wouldn’t be appropriate. Jon can’t stop his subvocals now and his higher brain is firmly out of the drivers seat. Jon grabbing into the chair to pull himself up, presenting himself to Elias, whining that it’s fine he needs it please, he’s gonna die.

Elias telling him he’s being dramatic, but responding with his own subvocals, telling him he’s such a good slut, so desperate. Practically peeling Jon’s clothes off they’re so soaked, and shoving Jon’s face into the wet spot he left.

Jon obliges willing to do whatever Elias says at the moment as he keeps begging for Elias to mount him. Elias makes a comment about some hearing before thrusting into him, Jon isn’t ready and he yelps, raising his head, Elias pushing it back down against the seat of the chair, forcing him to continue as he fucks him.