"Claimed by the Unseen Hand"

Prompt: Draken still remembers his first rut. The heat that traveled from one end of his body to the other. His sheets getting soaked in his sweat and droll and the obscene noises that fell from his lips made the girls knock on his door. "Sure you don't want any help, Kenny?" They had asked in that high-pitched omega voice. Begging to his alpha side to be let in and fucked. But he didn't open the door. He rutted against his sheets, fucking them until he came. The sheets were a sloppy mess against his knot but he pounded against them again and again. "You're mine~" Mikey's voice rang out in his head again and again and again. His, he is Mikey's and Mikey is his. He didn't care that Mikey was an alpha. He didn't care that Mikey would dominate him and force him to beg for his knot. He wanted Mikey bad. ... Later that year, over dinner Draken, found out Mikey was an omega. Draken made a joke about Mikey and Mikey had gone blank in the face for way too long until he sputtered out. "Huh? Alpha?" Mikey laughed his ass off. His older brother disapprovingly scolded Mikey. "Manners, Mikey! Eat with your mouth closed." It was crazy to Draken at first. Mikey? The badass fighter was a helpless weak omega? The fuck? Draken didn't believe him at first. It took a while for Draken to believe. It wasn't until Mikey had his first heat and Draken just happened to be there that he believed. There was no way someone could fake that sweet sweet scent, that pink blush that covers a omegas' aching body, and that glossy-eyed look that Mikey gave him. Like Mikey's brain was fried and all Mikey saw was a delicious Alpha Knot. Mikey's older brother had shooed Draken away that day but he remembered that look for years. ... They started hanging out together more and more and there were no boundaries with Mikey. Mikey didn't seem to notice when Draken slid a hand a little too far down Mikey's back or his thigh or his chest. So Draken took what he could get hungry for Mikey. Needing Mikey's skin on his and his teeth on his neck. "I'm yours, aren't I?" Draken asked, more than once, and Mikey always gave him a smile with his eyes looking down at him. Dominating him with just his mere look. "You're mine," Mikey confirmed each time without hesitation. 'You're mine too,' he always wanted to say but could never find the courage. Because despite Mikey's hold on him...Mikey wasn't his. At least, Draken didn't think so because Mikey never acknowledged it and if it wasn't true to Mikey then it definitely couldn't be true to Draken. Mikey would be angry with him, if he knew the kind of thoughts Draken had of him. Draken is sure of it...so he kept them hidden deep inside. ... "Ah," Mikey moaned against Draken's neck. Mikey's hands are hot and sweaty, rubbing against Draken's back again and again as Draken rubs Mikey's dick. Mikey enjoyed this. He asked for it sometimes. "Kenchin I'm so horny~" he'd sing into Draken's ear and Draken just couldn’t resist him. "More," Mikey moans, his dick twitching in Draken's palm. "I'm so close" "I know," he nips Mikey's ear, then his neck, then his lips before he kisses Mikey. Mikey cums and it shoots up Draken's shirt but he doesn't mind. He never does. He likes smelling like Mikey the rest of the day but he'd never tell Mikey that. "Sorry," Mikey's eyes half-lidded wander down to his cum, slowly soaking into Draken's shirt. "I should have warned you." "Don't worry about it." Draken's hand was covered too. He wanted to lick it off and taste Mikey. But he didn't. Mikey wouldn't like that. Instead, he sat still as Mikey came down from his high, sitting on Draken's lap, cuddled up against his chest. Draken was hard. So fucking hard that he could break a brick with his cock but he didn't dare move. Mikey never touched him. Mikey never offered to get him off and Draken never asked because if Mikey wanted to he would. Mikey was not someone who acted unless he wanted to. So he sat there, cum drying on him, his face buried in Mikey's hair. He loved this omega's scent. Vanilla and chocolate and strawberry and sweet. So very sweet. Mikey was always the scent of some candy too sweet to taste. "Thanks, Kenchin," Mikey said as he drifted off to sleep on Draken's chest. Key points: make this writing Long, 100 dialogue, extremely creative writing, word length 5,000