Passion

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/66784516.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/F
Fandoms: LE SSERAFIM (Band), ITZY (Band)
Relationships: Kim Chaewon/Nakamura Kazuha, Huh Yunjin/Miyawaki Sakura, Hong
Eunchae/Nakamura Kazuha, Shin Ryujin/Hwang Yeji, Summerz -
Relationship
Characters: Kim Chaewon (LE SSERAFIM), Nakamura Kazuha, Hong Eunchae,
Huh Yunjin, Miyawaki Sakura, LE SSERAFIM (Band) Ensemble, Shin
Ryujin, Hwang Yeji
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Enemies to Lovers, Alpha Kim Chaewon,
Omega Nakamura Kazuha, Alternate Universe - College/University,
Mating Cycles/In Heat, Chaewon is in control, Domination/submission,
desperate omega, Kazuha is so embarrassed, It's tragic, Scenting,
Possessive Alpha, conflicted feelings, Sexual Tension, No thoughts just
Alpha Chaewon, Slow burn but suddenly not so slow, Flustered Kazuha,
First Time, Emotional Sex, Power Bottom, Power Imbalance, Marking,
Scent Marking, Rut and Heat, Praise Kink, Poor Kazuha, dub-con,
Claiming Bites, Knotting, Jealousy, Rough Sex, Animal Instincts
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2025-06-22 Words: 7,581 Chapters: 1/1
 Passion
by Chiimes

Summary

Heat. For many omegas, it’s the perfect time to be with their partner, their alpha. But not for
Kazuha.

This wasn’t about sex, that much was clear. The problem was that she became hypersensitive,
prone to emotional outbursts. It was almost impossible for her to keep her composure,
sometimes distracted by little whims, extra sensitive to smells and touches. Pure hell.

Notes

Mini warning:
We’re all aware this is a fantasy world, and with that comes fantasy anatomy. For anyone
confused about how sex works between a female alpha and a female omega — here’s a quick
rundown: the alpha has a clit-dick. Basically, it looks like an enlarged clitoris but functions
like a penetrative organ, similar to a penis.

I tried to keep it as biologically plausible as possible — the alpha's anatomy remains partially
female, but penetration is still possible. So yeah, hopefully that clears things up. :)

And yes, we’re proudly promoting top!Chaewon, haha.

By the way, English is not my native language, so the translation might be inaccurate or
imperfect. I hope this doesn’t cause any inconvenience.

See the end of the work for more notes

The thudding of sneakers echoed loudly down the hallway, lost in the din created by the
crowd of students. The mix of scents, depending on the situation, affected the body
differently: sometimes arousing, sometimes helping with concentration, and other times —
suffocating.

Nakamura Kazuha, a third-year student, stood by her locker, organizing her school supplies.
Students bustled back and forth, occasionally bumping into her. Some apologized, some just
passed by, and some, like now, threw barbed comments straight into her face:

«Nakamura!» — a melodic voice laced with rudeness rang out from behind, making the girl
instinctively tense up. A familiar light scent of cedar mixed with white musk immediately hit
her nose. Despite the noisy crowd and groups of students, the smell was distinct.

«Kim, you’re the one who ran into me», - the brunette said in a low, clipped tone, not even
turning to look at the figure behind her.

«Maybe you should try being shorter? - the girl, clearly shorter in height, raised her voice, -
then people wouldn’t bump into you».
She spun on her heel and walked down the corridor toward her group of friends.
Unsurprising. Still absurd. Such spats between the two students were nothing new.

Their rivalry had sparked back in middle school and continued even now, in university.
Mostly thanks to Kim Chaewon.

Chaewon was an alpha — though it wasn’t obvious, given her petite frame, short stature, and
doll-like features. Her voice was melodic, and even her scent wasn’t as aggressive as other
alphas. Coming from a wealthy family, she didn’t put much effort into her studies. She
attended classes to gossip, see her friends, and, of course, who else but her would bother
Kazuha?

...

«Zuha-ya, hey!» - someone greeted her cheerfully, hugging her from behind.

«Yunjin-unni», - Kazuha responded, turning toward her long-time friend.

«You look off. Chaewon again?» - the redhead peered into her friend’s eyes.

The Japanese girl scoffed, her scent spiking for a moment: «As usual, she’s bored», - she
slammed her locker shut, slinging her backpack over one shoulder.

«Just hang in there a little longer. We’re almost done with school», - Yunjin encouraged her,
fully aware of Chaewon’s personality.

Her own scent hit the nose strongly for a moment, but quickly faded — she must’ve realized
she wasn’t suppressing it.

«Mhm, - Kazuha mumbled, - anyway, we’ve got sociology».

The girls headed up the stairs to the second floor.

...
«Stupid prof», - Yunjin spat out angrily, clenching her fists as they left class.

«Don’t worry, you’ll fix your grade», - Kazuha said softly, patting her on the shoulder.

«I’ll have to take an extra exam now, - Yunjin groaned, rubbing her temples, - and Sakura and
I were supposed to go out finally».

She threw her arm around Kazuha’s and rested her head on her shoulder.

«I don’t wanna study».

«Yunjin...» - Kazuha wrinkled her nose, waving her hand in front of her face.

«Wh—oh», Yunjin laughed awkwardly, realizing how strong her scent had gotten.

She was expressive and emotional, rarely restraining herself. That meant her scent often hung
heavy in the air during emotional outbursts.

They walked in silence for a while until the redhead suddenly shouted:

«Sakura!»

Kazuha hissed — the sound was shrill, ringing in her ears. Yunjin was loud. Very loud.

«Zuha, I—»

«It’s fine. I’m heading to the library», - the Japanese girl cut her off, knowing what her friend
meant.

«Okay, maybe I’ll stop by», - she winked and dashed off to meet her girlfriend.

Kazuha continued walking until she reached the heavy metal library door. It was hard to
open, usually requiring some effort. But whether from regular workouts or something else,
she tensed her muscles and managed to open it with one hand — only to bump into a Korean
girl in the doorway.

They were about the same height.

«Oh, - the girl smiled sweetly, helping hold the door, - I couldn’t open it».

«It’s heavy», - Kazuha chuckled softly, letting the beta pass. At least, she assumed she was a
beta — no characteristic scent.

«Thank you, you’re a very kind alpha», - the girl said, offering her hand. She studied
Kazuha’s face — long dark hair, perfect posture, tall athletic figure.

Of course. Again.
Kazuha wasn’t even surprised. She just pressed her lips together, swallowing the lump in her
throat.

Still, she shook the offered hand politely.

«Did I offend you?», - the beta asked sincerely, eyes wide. She didn’t mean harm, clearly.

«No, not at all, - Kazuha looked away, shaking her hand, - I'm actually an omega», - she
added with a crooked smile, trying to mask her disappointment.

»S-sorry», - the girl, clearly younger, quickly bowed, covering her mouth with a slender
hand.

«It’s okay, - Kazuha said calmly, forcing a smile, - you’re not the first to think that».

«I’m Hong Eunchae».

«Nakamura Kazuha», - she replied, bowing in return.

«See you around, Kazuha!» - Eunchae waved as she left.

Kazuha stood for a moment, holding her notebooks and textbook, then stepped further into
the quiet, spacious room. People sat in corners — some in groups, some alone. It was easy to
tell who was who by scent.

The library’s atmosphere was calm, soothing even. As she passed an old glass bookcase, she
saw her dark reflection and paused. Was she really that alpha-like? She had an athletic build,
sure — but she was still slim and feminine.

Her voice wasn’t thin, but soft and velvety. Her height was normal, her legs slender. So why
did people never see the omega in her?

Kazuha shook off the thoughts. Not now. She had work to do. She found a secluded spot, far
from others. The smell of old books calmed her, helping her focus. Only the occasional
sniffle, soft breathing, and rustling pages broke the silence.

...

«Nakamura».

That all-too-familiar melodic voice cut through her concentration.

«How did you find me?» - Kazuha asked sharply, frowning at the alpha.

Chaewon smiled smugly, arms crossed.

«Your scent».
«What do you want?» - the omega asked, diving back into her textbook.

The air thickened with musk, crawling under her skin, pushing out every other scent.

«I need that paper. On time», - Chaewon drawled, inspecting her nails before shooting a sly
look at her. Kazuha tensed.

That tone never meant anything good.

«What’s that got to do with me?» - she asked, trying to sound indifferent. Her body was
buzzing. Chaewon was an alpha.

The alpha leaned over the tiny desk, inches from her face.

«Don’t play dumb, - she sneered, - I’ll send the materials today — you’ll do the work».

Kazuha’s head spun, pain flaring for a second. Her body trembles. Pheromones.

She swallowed thickly:

«Why should I?»

Chaewon tilted her head, like a predator savoring its prey.

«You wouldn’t want people knowing about your private tutoring sessions with Mr. Jeon,
would you? - her voice was saccharine, - they’re paid, and that’s not allowed».

Kazuha said nothing, staring at her desk. Idiot.

«That’s your main income, right?» - Chaewon teased, feigning innocence.

«Shut up, - Kazuha hissed, unable to take any more of her smug, threatening tone, - just send
the documents».

«Perfect, - Chaewon chirped, - knew you’d understand».

She turned on her heel, heels clacking loudly, leaving behind a fading trail of cedar and musk.
Pleasent, even now.

...

Kazuha sat alone in the cafeteria, away from the crowd. Lunch was spicy veggie ramen,
kimchi, and orange juice — warm and energizing.

«Zuha, nice to see you!» - two girls from another course — Yeji and Ryujin, a long-time
couple — joined her.
«Help yourselves», - Kazuha smiled, sliding her tray forward.

«I’m starving», - Ryujin dove into the food, making pleased sounds.

Kazuha caught a stronger whiff of coffee. An alpha.

«Ryujin, manners, - Yeji scolded, swatting her arm, - leave some for Kazuha».

«It’s fine, I’ve eaten», - she assured them, raising her hands.

«Zuha-ya~», - Ryujin said gratefully, mouth still full.

Yeji smiled apologetically, but then... sniffed the air, narrowing her eyes:

«Is that... you?»

«Huh?» - Kazuha blinked.

«You smell like musk, - Ryujin added, sniffing again, not yours. Cedar».

«Yeah», - Yeji confirmed, looking at her expectantly.

Kazuha blushed, eyes dropping. The memory of Chaewon releasing her pheromones
resurfaced. She didn’t know it would leave a trace on her. Did Chaewon do that on purpose?

«Maybe it happened... accidentally?», - she murmured, touching her neck. The gland pulsed.
The girls across the table said nothing — either believing her or deciding not to push.
Eventually, they finished eating and stood.

...

«Let’s meet up later this week», - Kazuha offered, hands clasped.

«We’ll message you», - Yeji smiled, hugging her goodbye.

The scent of chamomile filled her lungs — soothing.

«Don’t forget, Yunjin!» - Ryujin added, also hugging her. And off they went.

Three days later.

«She’ll probably come to pick up the paper herself, right?» - Yunjin, dressed in tight jeans
and a crop top, walked arm-in-arm with Kazuha.

«I... don’t know. I’d rather just give it to her», - the Japanese girl said heavily.

Suddenly Yunjin’s phone buzzed. She quickly unlocked it and read a text.

«Oh!» - she squealed excitedly.

Kazuha flinched at the loudness, bracing for what came next.

«We’ve got class with Sakura today!» - Yunjin bounced with glee.

It took Kazuha a moment to realize that meant a shared class with Chaewon. Sakura was in
her group. Yunjin noticed the change in her friend’s face and put an arm around her.

«Don’t worry. She won’t bother you».

«It’s fine», - Kazuha mumbled as they entered the lecture hall.

The room was cool, filled with twin desks. Most students were seated already. Kazuha
spotted her favorite spot — near the back corner. Great view of the lecturer, easy to nap
unnoticed.

She settled in, spreading out to claim the entire bench. Sakura was already there, so Yunjin
joined her, chatting brightly.

The lecture hall was filled with faint mingling scents. Kazuha doodled idly, lost in thought.
Then... a familiar musk crept into her awareness. Her body tensed. She touched her gland —
it was pulsing. Her alpha sense was reacting. The scent got stronger.

«Nakamura», - that melodic voice again.

Kazuha looked up — and froze. Chaewon was in short shorts and a crop top, her lithe thighs
on display. Simple English phrases adorned her shirt. Her short hair was down, fringe
perfectly styled. Her black eyeliner made her dark eyes even more piercing.

She looked stunning. Kazuha shut her mouth and buried her face in her notebook. Her heart
pounded. Her palms were sweaty. The gland throbbed.

«I’m sitting», - Chaewon declared, tossing Kazuha’s backpack aside like trash and sliding in
beside her.

Kazuha watched silently, glaring. But inside, her chest fluttered. Sitting next to her felt
unbearable. Was it because she was an omega? Because omegas were sensitive? Or was it
something else?
«Did you finish my paper?» - Chaewon asked in a bored tone, studying her profile.

Kazuha said nothing, just shoved the papers at her without a glance. Holding it together —
barely. ...

«You’re quiet today, - Chaewon said thoughtfully, flipping through the pages, - say
something».

Kazuha focused on the professor’s explanation.

«I have nothing to say to you», - she replied coldly, swallowing hard. Was it getting hotter?

«Mhm» - Chaewon murmured, clenching her jaw and crossing her legs.

Suddenly, Kazuha coughed, covering her mouth and bending forward to hide her face. What
the... was this Chaewon?

«Nakamura Kazuha, are you okay?» - the professor asked, turning around with concern as he
looked at the girl.

Everyone in the classroom turned toward them, curious about what was going on. Chaewon
wore the most innocent, harmless expression she could manage — no one would have
guessed she was anything but innocent.

«I-I’m fine, Professor», - Kazuha finally managed to cough out, her voice rough as she tried
to sit up straighter.

«If you need to, you can step out to the bathroom», - the professor said kindly, glancing at the
two girls.

A quiet chuckle came from nearby, like the alpha was enjoying the whole situation, the
omega’s vulnerability, her control over her.

«Thank you, Professor, I’m alright», - Kazuha swallowed hard, rubbing her sweaty palms on
her dark jeans, biting her lip.

The professor muttered something and turned back to the presentation screen, continuing his
lecture.

Finally, the thick wave of pheromones eased enough for the omega to take a deep breath.

«How are you feeling?» - Chaewon asked in the sweetest voice possible, reaching out to
touch Kazuha’s shoulder. Pure mockery.

Kazuha trembled visibly, sharply pulling away and covering her mouth with her hand. Her
shoulders tensed, fingers digging into the edge of the desk. She tried not to draw attention to
them. Her face flushed bright red, burning up, and her scent gland pulsed with a tingling
ache. Damn it, this wasn’t supposed to happen.
«Don’t touch me», - the Japanese girl cleared her throat, lowering her head into her hands
and rubbing her temples. The stifling heat made her a little nauseous, and she desperately
wanted some water.

Chaewon leaned back in her chair, watching her state. Huh, maybe she did go too far this
time. Something prickled in her chest — a strange, unfamiliar feeling… wanting to protect.

The omega looked defeated under the alpha’s pheromones, and right now, that wasn’t
remotely arousing. Her inner voice screamed at her to calm down.

Kim slowly reached out her hand to Kazuha’s hair, hesitating to touch. But when she saw the
small tremble shaking her, she finally buried her palm in the soft black strands, stroking her
scalp.

Kazuha froze, instinctively focusing on the touch. It felt so vivid and comforting. She
shouldn’t have liked it — they couldn’t stand each other. Yet the warmth of another body and
the soft musk scent filled her lungs, wrapping her in… safety.

«Sorry», - Chaewon whispered softly in her ear, fingers tracing up from the back of her head
to the crown. Her hands trembled slightly, betraying some nervousness.

Maybe it was the omega in her talking, or just the lack of personal life, but the Japanese girl
didn’t want her to stop. And technically, they hated each other. A wave of goosebumps ran
through her like tiny needles. Her fingertips tingled as well.

Kazuha just accepted the alpha’s gentle touch, eyes lowered to her notebooks. Chaewon,
sensing no real resistance, kept massaging her scalp, seeming to enjoy caring for someone. It
was weird.

...

Kazuha and Yunjin rushed out of the classroom, Sakura walking beside them. What had
happened during class didn’t make any sense in her head, but the girl tried to distract herself,
not burdening her thoughts.

The places where she’d been touched felt like they were sealed with those touches, making
her feel the fingers in her hair and on her skin over and over. She flinched when she heard
someone call out worriedly:

«Zuha—ya, - Yunjin said gently, “are you feeling sick?»

«N-no», - Kazuha pressed the back of her hand to her cheek, feeling the heat burning there.

«You’re just… really red», - Sakura said softly, placing her hand on Kazuha’s forehead to
check her temperature.

«Maybe you should go home?» - the redhead insisted, stroking her friend’s shoulder.

Kazuha swallowed hard, overwhelmed by the intense physical sensations, stepping back.

«S-stop, I…», - God, she was acting like an idiot. Both girls looked at her with confusion and
pity.

«Sorry, - the brunette sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. I’m just not really feeling up to
it right now, but I’m okay», - she forced a shaky smile.

«No worries! Let’s just have fun now», - Yunjin said, way too optimistic. Cute.

Sakura kept looking at the Japanese girl silently, like she was thinking about something.

«Yunjin, I think we should leave Kazuha alone», - she said softly, giving the redhead a gentle
look and wrapping an arm around her.

Ho turned to Kazuha with a question.

«Uh, yeah, - the Japanese girl covered the still-pulsing scent gland with her hand, like trying
to feel it, - I’ll join you later». She forced a tight smile, feeling a little dizzy. What the hell?

«If you really need—»

«Great, we’ll be waiting for you», - Sakura interrupted with a kind smile, leading Yunjin
away down the hall.

Kazuha nodded, watching their lively figures disappear around the corner.

The brunette hurried toward the library to fix her appearance, but a sudden pain hit her lower
abdomen, forcing her to stop and bend over. Oh no, not now.

She crouched next to a locker, unable to stand properly as the cramps twisted her badly.
Nausea rose in her throat and her headache pulsed stronger. She hated this. She didn’t have
any blockers with her.

Unaware, she didn’t notice someone quickly approach and gently touch her shoulder.

«Kazuha? Are you okay?», - a very familiar voice asked from above.

She barely lifted her head, looking at the newcomer with blurry eyes.

«Eunche?» - she murmured, struggling to think clearly, squinting through the pain and
clenching her fists.
«Wait a second», - the Korean girl said, slinging her backpack onto her other shoulder and
supporting Kazuha by the waist, helping her up.

Kazuha hissed softly, barely standing as her legs gave out. The beta held her tighter, draping
her arm around Kazuha’s shoulders and guiding her toward the restroom.

«Has your heat started?», - Eunche asked quietly, hearing her heavy breathing close by.

«Looks like it», - Kazuha gritted her teeth against the stabbing pain. Her lower belly twisted
horribly, nausea still sitting heavy in her throat, and she couldn’t focus her gaze.

Finally, the right place. Eunche helped the omega settle on the windowsill, lowering her
carefully to sit on the tiled floor. Strength was leaving her fast.

«Luckily, I have blockers», - the beta said anxiously, handing Kazuha the pills and filling a
container with water to help her take them.

...

Her mind cleared, vision sharpened, and she was finally able to understand what had just
happened.

«Eunche?» Kazuha called softly, breathing unevenly as she turned toward her.

«Yeah?», - the beta perked up, her big dark eyes looking at the omega.

Now Eunche sat across from her, by the opposite wall, legs tucked under her. She looked
worried and tired. Well, anyone would after that kind of stress. Kazuha felt a warm sensation
spreading in her chest. The nausea had faded, no longer choking her.

«Thank you, - Nakamura said quietly, looking kindly at her, - honestly, without you, I’d have
just passed out».

Eunche smiled happily, folding her delicate hands in front of her.

«You’re welcome, - she moved a little closer, - you’re strong», - she laughed softly, reaching
out to touch her shoulder.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, trying to collect themselves. By then the blockers had
kicked in, leaving only a faint pulling pain in her lower belly and some dizziness. That was
manageable.

Heat. For many omegas, it’s the perfect time to be with their partner, their alpha. But not for
Kazuha.

This wasn’t about sex, that much was clear. The problem was that she became hypersensitive,
prone to emotional outbursts. It was almost impossible for her to keep her composure,
sometimes distracted by little whims, extra sensitive to smells and touches. Pure hell.

«I…, - Kazuha started hesitantly, getting up and brushing off her clothes, - I think I’ll head
back now, class is starting soon».

«In this state? - Eunche quickly stood, moving closer, - maybe you should go home?»

The Japanese girl paused, considering her condition.

«I’m fine, - she said, placing her hand on the beta’s shoulder, - just one class left. Thanks», -
she added with a reassuring smile.

«If you’re sure...», - Eunche replied softly, placing her left hand on Kazuha’s waist, stroking
gently. No hidden meaning, just a friendly, comforting gesture.

«One thing, - Kazuha glanced toward the restroom door, worried someone might come in, -
do I smell?»

She leaned toward Eunche’s face. The beta sniffed near her neck.

«I don’t smell anything».

Kazuha stepped back as the hand moved away. The cool room air refreshed her head, and
cold water from the faucet helped cool her down.

«See you, Manche», - Nakamura smiled warmly at the girl, sincerely grateful, running her
long fingers through her hair one last time as she left the restroom. A simple gesture, no
double meaning. Eunche was caring and considerate. Looks like Kazuha had found a
wonderful new friend.

The beta silently watched her leave, washing her face with cold water to clear her mind. No
one had ever called her that before — the nickname sounded friendly and cute.

The girl walked down the hall. Just a few minutes left until the last class. Just needed to wait
it out. Her head was clearing, the nausea gone. But the pulsing scent gland and strange
heaviness in her belly reminded her of the cycle. Just have to wait.
She approached her locker, plastered with all sorts of stickers and decals with English words
and pictures of American states.

As she searched for her notebooks and textbooks, a strong musk scent with hints of cedar hit
her nose. Her heart pounded wildly and the gland tingled with unbearable itchiness, starting
to scratch. She was very sensitive to smells right now, especially with an alpha nearby.

The brunette turned to find the source and, of course, saw Chaewon standing with some girl
and guy, chatting cheerfully and casually. Judging by the scents reaching Kazuha, those two
were alphas. Jackpot.

Kazuha was about to turn and prepare for class when her eyes caught on a foreign hand
wrapped around Chaewon’s waist. The guy standing nearby was joking, making both girls
laugh, almost hugging.

She noticed how Kim’s hands slid from the shoulders down to the waist of the alpha student,
smiling sweetly. Occasionally, she took the guy’s hand, stroking his wrist.

Seeing this, Kazuha felt a crushing sensation in her chest — sticky and unpleasant. Her heart
pounded in her ears, and her fists clenched unconsciously. Her throat dried up so much it was
hard to swallow thick saliva. In the dark corner of her mind, clouded by circumstances, a
strange and even scary thought flashed — absurd to the point of impossibility. How would
Chaewon’s hands feel on my body if she touched me like that?

Kazuha flushed deeply at the thought, silently scolding herself for dwelling on such a
ridiculous idea. She turned around quickly and hurried away, wanting to avoid being noticed
by that small group. Honestly, she just wanted to go home and disappear into the dark
comfort of her own room.

A couple of days later.

The heat, suppressed by blockers, was passing relatively calmly now, without emotional
outbursts or raging hormones — which was a relief. Kazuha occasionally crossed paths in the
hallways with Eunche, chatting sweetly. Eunche constantly asked about how she was feeling
and how her cycle was going.

In the cafeteria, the Japanese girl also met with Yeji and Ryujin, who were enthusiastically
telling her about their student life.
«Zuha-ya, - Yunjin said in her usual way, hugging Kazuha’s arm and resting her head on her
shoulder, - will you cover for me today?»

Kazuha gave her a stern look, guessing what she was up to again.

«Trying to skip class again?»

The redhead blushed slightly, laughing awkwardly but still loud.

«You see, - she put on a pitiful face, - Kkura-unni and I want to go to the movies, - Yunjin
whispered dreamily, - finally got a free day».

Kazuha listened quietly, feeling a strange pang of longing and slight envy for a moment
because she wanted that too. Like she needed an alpha nearby to feel that kind of love. She
had long thought that, just like all her friends, she wanted to go out, kiss, hug, and feel cared
for and noticed.

«Alright, I’ll cover for you», - the Japanese girl responded quietly, putting an arm around
Yunjin’s shoulder.

Ho jumped on the spot.

«Love you», - she hugged the omega’s neck, practically whispering the words. Kazuha
wasn’t particularly touched — she was used to her friend’s antics.

Suddenly, Yunjin turned her head back as if noticing something. A voice called out
immediately.

«Nakamura», - Chaewon leaned against a locker, watching the girls expectantly.

Kazuha tensed involuntarily, suddenly feeling the thick musk scent mixed with notes of pear
and vanilla. Yunjin’s scent.

«What?» - Kazuha answered, trying to sound indifferent, releasing Yunjin.

Chaewon lazily shifted her gaze to Ho, smiling widely.

«Can you leave us alone? - she stepped off the wall, moving closer, - I just need to steal her
for a bit», - her brown eyes flicking to Kazuha.

Yunjin threw a worried glance at Kazuha, catching the faint trail of her scent in the air. She
was nervous. But after Kazuha nodded in agreement, Yunjin only gave Chaewon a last
doubtful look.

Chaewon gave Yunjin a long, waiting look before shifting her attention back to the girl in
front of her.

«How are you?» - Kim asked playfully, stepping almost right up and tilting her head.

Kazuha clicked her tongue, clasping her hands behind her back. The scent lodged in her
lungs, her organs twisting in her stomach, making her breath hitch.

«Cut to the chase», - she said impatiently, accidentally inhaling the cedar aroma more deeply.

«Okay», - the alpha put an arm around the omega’s shoulder and led her down the hallway at
a casual pace. She felt the other body tense like a string. To be honest, the blonde herself felt
a slight dizziness, not knowing what was happening to her.

«So, - Chaewon began again, clearing her throat, - the last paper’s done, now you need to
make a presentation». She looked at the tall girl, noting her prominent collarbones.
Kazuha jumped slightly, like she’d been burned — everything was overwhelming. The gaze,
the scent, the hand. All of it.

«Why can’t you ask someone else?» - Kazuha mumbled stubbornly, not meeting the alpha’s
eyes, fiddling with a loose thread on her jeans.

«Bec-»

Suddenly, their conversation was interrupted by a student girl — probably an omega. It was
obvious: fragile build, sweet scent, and cute appearance. The omega stereotype.

The Japanese and Korean girls both looked at the student, still close to each other.

«Excuse me, - she addressed them both, eyes on Kazuha, we’re holding basketball tryouts
soon». She handed them a sheet to sign up for the game.

Chaewon and Nakamura glanced at the small paper, which listed the date and venue.

«We just need a tall alpha for the team», - the little omega smiled sweetly, folding her hands
modestly, waiting for the tall girl’s answer.

Kazuha slowly lifted her disappointed gaze, sighing deeply. Anyone surprised? Suddenly a
foreign slender hand squeezed her shoulder tightly, pressing her side closer.

The Japanese girl was about to refuse, not even planning to explain who she was, when she
wasn’t given the chance:

«She’s an omega», - Chaewon’s voice lowered and roughened; the heavy hand slid from
Kazuha’s shoulder to her waist, squeezing lightly.
Kazuha swallowed, lowering her eyes to the floor. Her scent gland pulsed with renewed
intensity, and a sweet heaviness twisted below her navel.

«Uh, sorry, - the student stared at Kazuha in astonishment, briefly scanning her from head to
toe, - it’s just that you—»

«Next time, think before you speak», - Chaewon cut her off, softly holding Kazuha’s waist
and pulling her away.

The poor omega student was left standing in the middle of the hallway, shifting nervously.

«So, where were we?» - Chaewon continued calmly, still holding the girl’s waist.
Possessively.

«Why don’t you ask others...?» - Kazuha muttered quietly, feeling her palms sweat.

«Ah, because you write reports and make presentations really well», - Kim lowered her hand
to the girl’s lower back.

Just a bit more and Kazuha felt like she’d suffocate — the scent was growing stronger.

«Fine», - her voice broke. She couldn’t fight it anymore — the heat was making itself known.

Chaewon suddenly stopped by a locker, studying the girl with a curious gaze. Like she
noticed something unusual.

«You have..., - she hesitated for a moment, softening her tone, - heat?»
Kazuha blushed deeply, embarrassed, releasing pheromones uncontrollably.

Chaewon flushed too, stepping back slightly. Her heartbeat and breathing quickened. The
slight dizziness threw her off balance.

«Damn, Chaewon-unni, - the omega stepped back to the opposite locker, hunching her
shoulders, s-sorry».

Kim breathed in Kazuha’s scent deeply: jasmine and honey. Again, the thought to protect
flashed through her mind. What the hell? So that’s why she’d felt so off all this time?

«Hey, - Chaewon called softly — unlike her usual tone — approaching the girl, - does it
hurt?»

Kazuha took a deeper breath, melting under the scent and the alpha’s enchanting voice. She’d
taken blockers, so why wasn’t it helping?

«No, just…, - the Japanese girl swallowed, - hot». She tugged at the collar of her thin
sweater, turning her head slightly to expose her neck.

Chaewon stared at the exposed scent gland, digging her nails into her palms, leaving
crescent-shaped marks. She physically felt the imagined salty skin texture of the gland on her
tongue. Damn.

«I-I’ll go, - her breath hitched, her voice trembling. A strange urge bubbled up, wanting…

«Chaewon?» -Kazuha looked at her strangely.

The alpha’s delicate shoulders tensed noticeably, and there was fear and something else in her
eyes — something the omega couldn’t understand.
«Be careful», - Chaewon whispered, quickly disappearing down the hall. Her blond hair
fluttered in the breeze, falling beautifully across her face.

The omega’s scent settled in Kazuha’s lungs, the image of the girl stuck in her mind, looking
incredibly innocent. Her hands trembled slightly from the rush of emotions, and a tight knot
formed low in her torso.

...

Several days had passed since their last meeting. During all this time, the girls hadn’t spoken
at all, and even Chaewon, in her usual manner, hadn’t bothered Kazuha. When they crossed
paths in the hallways, both hurriedly looked away, pretending not to notice each other.

However, Kazuha kept casting hopeful glances at the girl. Maybe she would notice? There
was a heavy feeling sitting somewhere deep in her soul. By now, all of the alpha’s attacks had
become almost familiar; her looks and attention were taken for granted. Chaewon rarely
allowed herself to touch Kazuha, but when she did...

«Zuha-a, -Yunjin called loudly, noticing the girl’s detachment, - has Chaewon finally left you
alone?»

Kazuha was snapped back to reality, forced to shake off the flood of thoughts.

«Huh? Yeah», - her voice sounded anxious. She leaned back against her favorite locker,
scanning the crowd of students. Her nose caught a familiar scent. Chaewon. She was nearby.
Her heart skipped a beat, and an urge to see her appeared. That was… strange?

«After you talked with her, you’ve been down», - the redhead looked closely at her friend’s
face, then glanced around the room, apparently searching for Sakura.

«It’s… just the heat», - Kazuha waved it off. And really, you couldn’t argue — maybe that
was true?

Suddenly, Sakura approached them, wrapping an arm around Yunjin’s shoulders.

«Kazuha, how are you?» - she asked gently, hugging the brunette by the waist.

«Kkura-unni, I’m fine, thanks», - the Japanese girl smiled faintly, leaning back against the
locker again. The sweet little group chatted amiably, occasionally pulling Kazuha into the
conversation. But those attempts were soon dropped once they saw she needed space.

A strange nervousness settled somewhere inside. That very feeling when all your organs flip
and a lump forms in your throat. For some reason, her olfactory gland pulsed and started
itching like before. It was confusing. There were other alphas and omegas around, so why
was this happening to her?

Since the next class wouldn’t start for about forty minutes, Nakamura decided to stroll around
the building, maybe even run into Chaewon. Damn, why did that sound so desperate? With
every step deeper into the spacious hall, her heart tightened, and her gland slightly swollen,
as if signaling someone should touch it. The worst part was that her heat hadn’t ended yet.

The omega turned a corner and suddenly smelled a thick, sharp scent that made her choke.
Her eyes fell on a fragile figure - Kim Chaewon. She was leaning against the cold concrete
wall with her right hand, holding her chest and trying to catch her breath. Her condition was
pitiful; it was obvious she was unwell.

Despite the suffocating smell, Kazuha rushed to the alpha, lifting her under the armpits.

«Chaewon, what’s wrong?» - the omega asked worriedly, looking into her face.

«Nakamura?» - Kim squinted, staring into her face. Her legs buckled, and she almost
collapsed. Kazuha supported her back. However, the scent was growing exponentially
stronger, cutting off the oxygen. Her head spun; the omega staggered slightly but still tried to
help the blonde.

«Chaewon», - Kazuha called again, trying to ask her more.

«Nakamura, - the alpha whispered, leaning her shoulder against the wall, - I-I can manage», -
she swallowed, digging her fingers into the wall.
The brunette looked at her with confusion, reaching for her shoulder to steady her:

«But—»

«Please, - the girl hissed, pressing herself into the wall, - go».

«Let me get some pills from the medical office?» - the Japanese girl insisted, not calming
down as she looked at the beautiful alpha’s face.

The thick scent was stuck in her throat, making it hard to breathe. The dizziness remained,
and the headache throbbed as if warning of danger. This corridor was a remote wing away
from the main building, so students rarely came here.

Suddenly, Chaewon froze, lifting her glassy brown eyes. Kazuha saw her own reflection in
them and took a slight step back. The alpha inside the blonde seemed ready to chase. Her
muscles tensed, as if preparing to lift heavy weights. Her pulse quickened, and Chaewon
sharply inhaled the foreign scent, becoming even more aroused. The sensations were
overwhelming, blowing her mind.

The brunette’s heart pulsed through her body like a shockwave, instincts urging her to run.
Without any explanation, Kim grabbed the girl’s wrist, dragging her down the corridor into
some closed, forgotten room. A storage closet? Her hands squeezed the delicate skin
painfully. Where did so much strength come from in this fragile girl? She literally dragged
the omega into a back room.

«Ch-Chaewon, stop», - the omega whimpered plaintively, struggling to keep up and trying to
pull her wrist free. On the alpha’s slender arm, muscles and thin veins stood out, looking
irresistibly tempting. Her body physically felt the rising excitement.

Chaewon said nothing, only breathing heavily and raggedly, pulling the girl along. A couple
of times the omega almost stumbled, clutching Chaewon’s hand.

She spotted an old wooden door leading to a small room. Chaewon pulled the handle, the
door banging loudly against the wall, and shoved the girl inside.

The landing wasn’t soft — Kazuha fell back onto some old table or stool; it was hard to make
out in the dim light. She hit the back of her head on the hard surface.

«Chaewon, stop», - Kazuha gasped, trying to stop her, lifting herself with outstretched arms.
The alpha slammed the door shut and turned to face her.

«I told you to leave», - the blonde said breathily, approaching the girl. She involuntarily
clenched her fists, trying to act less aggressive so as not to scare the omega.

In the dim room, her gaze drifted over Kazuha’s enticing curves. The tight black sweater
stretched over her stomach, riding up slightly to reveal the toned lower belly. Loose, worn
jeans slipped down over her hips, exposing the waistband of her underwear. Her hair fell
across her face, framing her cheeks and neck, and her dark eyes shone with a feverish gleam.
A strong shiver shook her body, her heavy breathing urging her to touch.

«Chaewon, - Nakamura swallowed hard, trying to calm her raging hormones, - let’s talk».

Chaewon silently stepped closer, looming over the girl, standing between her spread legs.

«I need to have you», - she breathed out, trembling as if unable to control herself — as if it
was just as thrilling for her to do this with an omega. Especially with Kazuha, her school
rival.

«Wha—»

Suddenly, the girl was flipped over and pressed chest-down against the rough table surface,
her hips pushed into Chaewon’s backside. The wood scratched her cheek, burning
unpleasantly. The omega let out a pitiful whimper, unable to move as her arms were pinned
behind her back. Chaewon was strong.

«You’re… so warm», - the blonde whispered with arousal, pressing her hand into the small of
Kazuha’s back. The helplessness of the girl beneath her only stoked the fire inside Kim more.

A muffled moan came from below. Chaewon was in heat.

Only when a delicate hand lifted Kazuha’s hips, forcing her to arch her ass, did the girl fully
grasp the reality of her situation. Only then did she notice the scent hanging in the air: a mix
of cedar, musk, and honey. Her head spun from the overwhelming aroma, as if she’d been hit
by a suffocating wave of cedar. How could it get even stronger?

«Nakamura, - Chaewon whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe, feeling the girl tremble
beneath her, - you’re simply divine». Her slender hand slid under Kazuha’s sweater, caressing
her tucked-in belly, rising up to her chest.

Kazuha whimpered, struggling to breathe through the thick scent stuck in her throat. She
pressed her forehead against the rough surface, grinding her teeth. Her olfactory gland itched
unbearably; she wanted to rub it but couldn’t. She squirmed impatiently, letting out a shaky
breath.

Unaware, Chaewon mimicked thrusts, placing her hands on the omega’s ass and squeezing
hard.

Kazuha moaned, biting her lip. It was mind-blowing. The omega inside her begged for more.

«Nice ass, Nakamura», - Chaewon whispered hoarsely, kissing the girl’s neck, running her
tongue over the pulsing flesh.

Kazuha exhaled a loud moan, trembling all over. The sharp fangs lightly nipped her skin,
teasing with tiny scratches. The pheromones seemed to spike impossibly, forcing her to
abandon any resistance to movement or escape.

The blonde inhaled deeply, licking the pulsing flesh again with her wet tongue.

«You drive me crazy», - she said shakily, straightening up above her.

Unable to think because of the alpha's overwhelming pheromones, Kazuha lay on the table,
pressed down by the other man's strong arm.

Kim, still resting her hips on the omega's buttocks, slid both hands down to the girl's slim
waist, squeezing the delicate skin. Her hands slowly traveled up her back, traveling down to
her lower back, down to her lower back. Fingers counted her ribs, pressing lightly, sending
goosebumps down her hypersensitive body.
The brunette moaned pitifully as her thighs rubbed against hers. The natural lubricant that
seemed to be secreted from arousal and heat ran down her legs, leaving a sticky residue
behind.

«God», - Kazuha squeezed out as long fingers unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down to
her ankles. The cool air touched the sensitive skin, giving her goosebumps. Immediately
feeling the contrast, however, when a hot palm moved down to her buttocks, squeezing,
leaving behind a trail. The husky sighs, the noisy breathing, the rubbing of fabric against skin
and the sound of lightning - only turned her on more.

Chaewon leaned down to the omega's neck again, releasing a stream of pheromones, filling
the girl's lungs with them. She even coughed, gasping from the excessive thickness that
settled between her ribs. In the head immediately appeared obey, echoing as if echoing. So
the brunette took her head to the side as a sign of complete submission, giving full access to
her throbbing olfactory gland. Chavon bit down on it with her teeth, bellowing in unison with
her omega, mimicking more thrusts. It was messy, but that made it no less desirable.

«Ch-chaewon, - Kazuha muttered hoarsely under her breath, - please», - too pathetic.

Kim lifted herself up again, looking around at the seductive sight beneath her. Oh yes, what
the omega had been in middle school and how hot she was now was something worth living
for. At least according to Chaewon's logic.

She removed her cropped t-shirt, remaining in her bra and shorts, running her palm along the
inside of the girl's thigh, eliciting a tearing sob. She was shaking.

A sticky, draughty liquid accumulated on his fingertips, giving off the scent of her omega.
Her pupils filled almost the entire iris. This is...wild.

«Zuha-ya, - came a mocking voice from above, - so impatient?» - a hot palm ran down her
stomach, hooking the edge of her sweater, pulling it off over her head. The girl was left in her
underwear and a black sports top.

She collapsed exhaustedly on the table, driven by other people's pheromones and omega
instincts. She felt a palpable pressure on her back, wrenching out a sharp sigh. Kaif.

Chaewon didn't stop releasing her scent, in a flurry of arousal and gore, lubriciously coating
the omega's back with wet kisses, passing her fangs. Kazuha's neck was already covered in
crimson hickeys and bites, now hot to the touch but feeling so pleasant against her skin. She
didn't want the alpha to stop.

It was as if omega's body needed no preparation: the naturally abundant lubrication running
down her legs, her body relaxed and her desire strong. The throbbing bulge continued to itch,
as if asking to be bitten.

When a graceful palm hooked the edge of her underwear, pulling it down, Kazuha's brain
seemed to shut down, wanting only one thing: an alpha.

Is that what her nature is like? What about a second college degree?

Chaewon touched her fingers to the girl's clit, gathering all the moisture, grinning with the
edges of her lips.

Kazuha nearly jumped up on the spot, bellowing the blonde's name loudly.

The alpha was even slightly surprised at the sight. So sensitive? She hadn't even gotten in yet.

There were whimpers and low sobs from downstairs, the girl lying helplessly beneath her,
essentially telling her to take it.

Chaewon flipped Kazuha over to face her again, pressing her back against the cold surface
that was digging small rough edges into the omega's back.

Her fingers entered the wet vagina with a loud squelch, moving inside without resistance.
The walls yielded easily to the pressure, stretching fully.

Kazuha moaned gutturally, instinctively spreading her legs even wider, letting more
phalanges in. Her eyes squeezed shut, each thrust bringing a wave of unbearable pleasure,
making her knees buckle. Sweat appeared on her forehead, making her hair stick to her skin
and sweat drip down her cheek. The odor trapped in her lungs only clouded her mind more.

Chaewon pulled her fingers out with a distinctive slurping sound, pulling off her shorts and
underwear.

Her clit swelled, growing in size, taking on an oblong shape.

She leaned over the shivering and trembling girl, holding her hips, entering her fully, all the
way in. Kazuha cried out, bringing her legs together on automatic, but her slender but strong
hands prevented her from doing so, pressing closer.

«Chae-ah,» - the girl could only squeeze out as she was shoved in. It felt good. Pleasant to
the point of trembling in her knees. It felt good, like stars in her eyes.

«N-nakamura», - the alpha moaned as the omega squeezed her "clit" inside her.
The thrusts were sprawling, moist and warm inside. The blonde entered deep, burying herself
to the hilt. Hoarse sighs came out of Kazuha's mouth, eyes squinting cutely, forming multi-
colored spots in the darkness.

Chaewon suddenly leaned into the brunette without slowing her pace, sinking a sweet kiss on
her lips. A hot tongue traveled across her lower lip, biting down. Omega wrapped her arms
around Kim's neck, panting in the kiss.

Chaewon slid her hand between their sticky bodies, taking hold of Kazuha's chin, forcing her
mouth open wider, pushing her slippery tongue in. She ran it across her palate, literally
licking the bottom girl's mouth. Both of them exhaled noisily, their bodies trembling all over.

Her olfactory gland responded to the alpha's thick scent, pulsing:

«P-please, - Kazuha mumbled huskily, between rough thrusts, - o-please leave a mark», - she
leaned the back of her head back on the table, spreading her legs wide. She couldn't get
enough of this?

In a rut, the alpha had no control over her instincts, so maybe in another situation, Chavon
would have questioned the heifer omega's request, but not now. Definitely not now.

She only grinned hoarsely, brushing away the sweat dripping from her forehead, speeding up
her thrusts.

Kazuha arched her back to the point of crunching, literally sobbing into her palm. Because
Chavon had released more pheromones. Where was more to go? Omega literally gasped,
overwhelmed by the scent and power of the alpha, unable to resist. All she could do was lie
there and take it all in.

«Yes», - Chaewon moaned, licking the throbbing bulge, catching the shudder of the weak
body.

Kim thrust roughly into the supple body, kissing the girl's face beneath her, pressing against
the wooden surface.

«I'll make you mine, omega, - she said huskily, biting Kazuha's earlobe, completely subduing
her with her scent, - everyone will know you're..., - she breathed confusedly, - mine».

«I beg you», - the brunette was drooling and crying.

Suddenly, Chaewon fixed the girl in place, making especially deep thrusts, sinking her teeth
into Kazuha's olfactory gland, pouring her pheromones inward.

Omega cried out loudly, shaking from the stimulation and pain, choking back tears.

Both bodies collapsed, the blonde lying on top of the girl. The knot inside began to swell,
preventing her from leaving her supple body.

A hitching, heavy breathing filled the room. The thick scent of the two girls still lingered in
the air, getting under her skin.

The omega was now labeled Chaewon and everyone would know it. She was, after all,
completely scented by the alpha. That realization tickled her insides pleasantly.

«So good», - the blonde exhaled, settling more comfortably between the girl's legs.

«You're a beast», - Kazuha let out a hoarse chuckle, twitching for a moment to change
positions.

She accidentally hit a swollen knot inside, giving stimulation. Both girls moaned.

«You smell like me now, Nakamura», - Chaewon whispered, licking the throbbing bulge.

The girl just leaned back on the table, accepting all the caresses, now from her alpha.
End Notes

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