Damien shook his medical dispenser in frustration. But no matter how roughly he handled it, it remained empty. It was no use. He sighed and placed the dispenser onto his work table. He had run out of his suppressants that would help him to deal with his heat, since he hadn't prepared enough of them for the night. But then again, Damien hadn't really foreseen that he would spend the whole night at his study. Sometimes stuff like this happened to him since he was quite a workaholic. The lack of preparations and bad timing just had led to this unpleasant situation of his. He had developed a bad heat. As the hours had passed by, it had only turned to worse. He was feeling feverish and his mind was sort of like in a haze, and of course, he craved for sex. When the morning had dawned, the heat had made it impossible for him to focus on his work anymore.

He had to get away. Somehow. He wanted to get home so badly, to safety.

But in this condition, Damien didn't want to use public transportation. He also wasn't sure would he be able to walk all the way back to his apartment. He scratched his head in a feverish manner, trying to figure out the best solution to his problematic situation. However, it didn't take much time for him to get an idea how to deal with this state.

There was a coffeehouse about right next to his work place. That was where his boyfriend Milo was working at. To Damien, it seemed to be his best bet to go to that coffeehouse. It could be his safe haven. It was still early, so there shouldn't even be many customers around. And maybe, Milo would help him to resolve this unpleasant situation. And with that, Damien cranked himself up from his chair, heading out of the building, his destination set to the coffeehouse.

While Damien was on his way, Milo was currently starting his work day. He was buzzing around the coffeehouse, setting chairs to the floor since they had been on the tables after the place had been cleaned up last night. After this, he also wiped the tables one more time so everything would be ready for the busy day ahead. While doing his duties, however, Milo muttered to himself grumpily, spilling out profanities from his mouth, for he wasn't really a morning person and hated having morning shifts. It didn't help at all that he hadn't slept well last night, so he was in a pretty bad mood already, even before meeting rude customers. After he was finished with the tables, he positioned himself behind the counter, wiping it clean as well. When he was finished, he angrily threw the rag he had used to a corner of the counter, not really caring about its fate. He let out a heavy sigh and waited for the first customers to arrive.

Milo was staring at the polished counter in front of him when the bell of the coffeehouse's door rang, indicating that a customer had entered the building. Another sigh escaped from his mouth as he prepared himself to start the day and lifted his head to greet the arriver. However, his expression and mood got a radical change when he saw the person who had just entered the coffeehouse. Milo's eyes softened upon the sight of Damien, his boyfriend. Even before Damien said anything, Milo could see that something was troubling him, judging by their sluggish movements and lumping head. He hurried from behind the counter and came to his boyfriend's side, guiding him to one of the tables and let him sit on a chair.

“What's wrong, babe?” Milo asked softly.

“I don't feel so good”, Damien muttered as a response. “I… I have a heat.”

“Oh… But don't you have meds for it?” Milo inquired.

“I'm all out”, Damien replied.

Milo scratched his head, not knowing what to do or say. This was the first time that this sort of thing happened, here in the public and all. He didn't really know how to make his boyfriend feel better – other than having sex with him – so he marched back to the counter to make Damien some coffee. And soon he returned to Damien's table with a nice cup of espresso. He offered the drink to his boyfriend, who gladly accepted it and took a sip. Milo didn't have much to do yet since it was so early, so he lingered at the table with Damien.

However, the longer he stayed by his side, the more irresistible Damien became to him.

Even though the coffee's scent was strong in the air, Milo could still smell the sweet, intoxicating odor of his boyfriend. For a while, he tried to fight against the urges that had risen after inhaling that aroma – he was at work, after all. But as the time passed, it became harder and harder to resist the luring scent of the omega. It was so enthralling that at some point, Milo didn't even realize that he had moved behind Damien, pressing his snout against the neck furs of his boyfriend, inhaling the smell. His hands started to wander all around Damien's body, gently caressing him as Milo kept sniffing his neck. For a short period, Damien had frozen, but with Milo's tender care, he had relaxed. He was even getting tingling sensations all across his body, thanks to the touches of his alpha. He started to get ready to please him. And somehow, Milo knew that.

Milo leaned forward and whispered into Damien's ear: “Should we have some fun? I can make you feel better. Don't worry, none of my co-workers will arrive until, like, in an hour.”

A weak nod was the only response Damien managed to give. Lust had overtaken his entire body; he couldn't think of anything else than having sex. As he stood up, Milo took a hold of his hand, flashing a gentle smile at him, then began to guide him towards the door behind the counter, leading him to a backroom. It was small place cramped with supplies, but Milo managed to make some room for them from a table in no time. With a swift movement, the alpha swung Damien's body onto the table so he was sitting on it, then wrapped his arms around the omega. Next, their lips met and they started to kiss passionately. Things were heated and Milo's hands began once again to wander around his beloved one's body, touching him from various places. After a while, his hands had found their way to Damien's pants and he started to take them off. They had to break their kiss for a moment as Milo was yanking the pants, planning to undress Damien partly. Soon that pesky piece of cloth was thrown away, revealing Damien's nether region. But before Milo did anything else, he pressed his lips against Damien's one more time, embracing him, their bodies joined together as their tongues danced for a while.

Finally, Milo retreated a little, licking his lips. He stared at his boyfriend's sapphire eyes for a brief moment, then he inserted his hand at Damien's groin, starting gently touch his balls. Waves of pleasure began to wash over Damien under the treatment his boyfriend performed. He started to breath heavily as Milo's hand was giving him pleasure. Soon the alpha moved to touch him from a bit higher place, beginning to tease Damien's sheath a little. Soft whimpers escaped from the omega's mouth, and one more time, Milo kissed him. It didn't take long for Damien to get an erection and even when he did, his alpha continued the little hand play. The volume of Damien's voice raised and he moaned straight to Milo's mouth, muffling the sound. The alpha found this to be quite arousing and for a brief moment he stopped touching his boyfriend so he could start his task to remove his pants as well. In no time they were on the floor, joining Damien's cloth to be bystanders of this passionate situation.

Milo was jacking off while at the same time he was giving a hand job for Damien. Both were moaning in unison from the pleasure, but to achieve true ecstasy, they had to dive deeper into the lust. And so, Milo shifted his position and pinned his partner against the table, panting from desire. Damien knew what was coming, thus, he wasn't surprised when without a warning Milo entered inside of him from the rear. He infiltrated deeper and deeper, then starting to move slowly in and out. His member got stuck inside of his partner, it sort of sealed this situation that there was not getting away from it before the deed is done. Milo, driven by lust, got quickly tired of the slow movements and began to hasten the pace. Damien's moans grew louder as the alpha skillfully hit him right at the sweet spots. The omega had been having so strong sexual urges that he got to the climax rather easily, without much effort. Soon he came, howling from pleasure. But this didn't mean he was done. He needed more. And thankfully, Milo was willing to give it to him.

Following Damien pretty soon, Milo shot his first load inside his partner with a loud groan. He panted heavily for a little while, but continued his mission of love quickly. However, before continuing, he rolled Damien over the table so the omega was now positioned back at him. Milo grasped Damien's tail and pulled him closer, proceeding to bang him even harder. The omega kept moaning, panting, and saliva was dribbling from his mouth to the table. And he loved every second of this – it had been a good idea to come to Milo, after all.

They dwelled in the moment of passion and love, lust completely controlling them. Not being able to think anything else than the sensations they were getting from each other, they continued to please their sexual appetite. Jumping from one licentious moment to another, Milo and Damien kept going even when they both had hit the climax few times. Damien's belly had swollen slightly from all the cum Milo had shot inside of him. All things must come to an end, and eventually, so did this this little ordeal in the backroom. With few more pushes, Milo came for the last time, finally being able to free himself from Damien's rear end. All his cum started to flow down, messing the room. They both were panting, trying to catch their breath.

After a short moment of gasping for air, Milo asked: “Feeling better now?”

“Yeah… Thanks”, Damien responded a bit shyly. It was true. The effects of his heat had got subdued, for now.

“Damn this place reeks of cum and sex”, Milo complained as he was getting his pants back on. “Wait a sec, I got to clean up a bit.”

Damien walked out of the backroom where the magic had got done just a while ago. He didn't feel comfortable to loiter around the area where customers shouldn't be, so he walked to the table where his coffee was still resting. He noticed that here still wasn't any customers, which, probably, was for the best. Unless someone had actually entered the building and had got scared off by their sex noises… Yeah, better to not think about it too much, he thought and sipped his coffee.

He waited for Milo to be ready with getting the place tidy. Finally, he appeared from the backroom.

“Could you please walk me home?” Damien asked, smiling a little.

“Huh?” Milo pondered for a while. “I guess I can. Chloe should be here by any minute now.”

Chloe was one of Milo's co-workers, Damien recalled. And speaking of her, as if being summoned, she actually walked into the coffeehouse right at that moment, the bell ringing as she did so. What a perfect timing.

Milo stepped in front of her and waved a bit.

“Hey, Chloe, can you take care of the place for a while?” he asked. “I need to do something quick. Won't be away for long.”

She blinked in a surprise for a second, but soon nodded. “Sure. No problem.”

“Thank you!” Milo expressed his gratitude, then gestured towards Damien. “Let's go.”

The duo headed to the door, Milo holding it open for Damien, and with that, they walked away from the coffeehouse. In the streets of the waking city, they strolled side by side, the warm rays of the morning sun shedding light on their way. In that moment, their hearts were connected in a mysterious but sincere way, their little secret in the backroom making their bond even closer.