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“And then Scorpia started shooting lightning and I thought ‘Oh man, I’m done for’ and-- Adora?”
Adora barely paid any mind to Bow and as she stared past him, gaze fixed on Catra across the room. It’s not like she wasn’t interested in Bow’s story. In fact, she’s the one who asked about what was going on while she was in the heart, but there was something about Catra that mesmerized her. She had never felt this deep need to pull her as close as possible and show everyone who Catra belonged to and something about this feeling was so different than anything she had ever experienced. Like she also had to taste her. Be inside her.
Her mouth watered at the thought of taking Catra and plunging her heated cock into her dripping wet pussy. She felt her pants start to tighten and her cock swelled in size. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped her fork to prevent herself from shoving her hand down her pants and stroking herself to find some sort of relief. Unable to look away, she had half a mind to jump Catra and just… have her.
Never had Adora felt so out of control of her own desires. Why was she so damn horny?
“Adora?” Bow asked, concerned. “Are you okay? You just kinda spaced out for a few seconds and your face is super red.” He laughed nervously. “It’s almost like you’re going into rut.”
Adora looked at him with wide eyes.
Oh fuck.
“Oh my god you are.”
“This shouldn’t be possible? I have an implant to prevent this!” Adora exclaimed.
Ruts were a new territory for Adora. She knows what they are and she had been around other alphas in rut, but she hadn’t thought this was a possibility. All of the cadets got implants in their arms when they presented as alphas or omegas and they were told this would make them better soldiers because it would prevent distractions. She barely knew what they were talking about and figured anything that helped them win the war was worth it. It wasn’t until she joined the rebellion that she learned what heats and ruts were.
“Maybe it’s defective or something?” Bow reached out to grab her hand in comfort. Adora flinched and quickly pulled her hand away as if he burned her. “I’m sorry, I won’t touch you.”
“It’s not you. I’ve just never had a rut before,” Adora said worriedly.
She was conflicted about what she should do next. Her alpha intincts were screaming at her to fuck Catra and take what’s her’s until she filled her with her come and knotted. Wasn’t that part of her job as her mate? Satisfy all of her desires? Her cock leaked pre-come at the thought of bending Catra over the table and knotting her, locking her come inside.
The logical part rationalized that dragging Catra into this would be a terrible idea and it shouldn’t be up to her to take care of her rut. She should take care of this on her own even though they were mated. They briefly talked having sex while in rut or heat, but that was under the assumption that it’d be further in the future.
There was only one thing she could do, she decided. She needed to find a vacant room far away from everyone for the next few days until her rut ended.
Adora took a deep breath to try and calm down. Getting her erection to go down was useless, but she could at least control herself enough to make it out of there without drawing attention. “I need to take care of this by myself.”
“Wait!” Bow stood up suddenly and leaned forward on the table. “Maybe we should bring you to Glimmer. She could help. I know it’s too late for suppressants, but she knows how to handle ruts,” Bow urged. While not an alpha himself, he could sympathize with her feeling out of control of her own biology.
“Bow, I can handle this myself. Don’t worry about me. Just let everyone know that I’m fine and have this under control.” Adora tried to give a smile, but she grimaced when she felt her hard cock twitch in her pants. Her very obvious boner rubbed deliciously against her thigh as she shifted in her seat and the wetness at the tip started to seep through her pants. Even if people didn’t see it, they’d be able to smell the start of her rut as she passed by. She shifted awkwardly, trying to discreetly make her bulge less noticeable, and hurried out of the room. She ignored Bow calling out after her, but it wasn’t his problem to deal with either.
Adora actually already knew where the best vacant room away from the others was. Who knew studying the layout of the castle would come in handy for hiding away and jacking off? Navigating the halls while avoiding people was difficult, but eventually she finally found the room and quickly slid inside, making sure no one saw her.
She barely wasted any time sitting on the edge of the bed and unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. There wasn’t enough time to even think about taking any clothes off. She just needed to come. She needed Catra.
Fuck, Catra.
The thought of her mate sent a jolt of pleasure racing through her body all the way to the end of her cock. She shoved her hand down her pants and fished her hard cock out, noticing how it throbbed in her hand. She gripped herself and gave a small stroke, but cringed at the friction. Usually she had Catra to help lubricate everything. She spit on her palm and figured it was better than nothing.
She hadn’t needed to touch herself in a long time. Once she and Catra got together it seemed like they were having sex almost daily and she was never left unsatisfied. The only time she masturbated after leaving the Horde was after Princess Prom. She jerked off for hours thinking about Catra in her disheveled suit and fucking that smirk off her face. After, she had the unfortunate conversation with Glimmer and Bow on why she needed some new sheets.
What’s different about this time is that she didn’t have to imagine what Catra’s hand looked like wrapped around her cock when she’s giving her a handjob. Or what she looked like taking her cock deep inside her pussy. Or when she’s having an orgasm that leaves her shaking and unable to move. Her hand would never feel as good as Catra, but at least she had the visuals to aid her through her rut.
Her mind sifted through some of her favorite memories. She remembered fucking Catra slow and hard in the training grounds after an intense training session and how they haven’t been able to train without it ending in sex since. She then thought of Catra blowing her in the hot springs during their first visit to Mystacor together and almost getting caught by Castaspella. That was the first time Catra had given her a blowjob and it was still a memory she thought about often. There were so many times to choose from and each one brought her closer and closer to her sweet release.
Adora finally settled on a fantasy that had her ready to burst immediately. It wasn’t anything particularly new. She pictured Catra on top of her, riding her cock hard and fast. The only difference this time is that she’s only wearing her red Horde jacket, smirking at her as she bounced on her cock. Knowing how sexy she looks wearing her clothes and that she gets to decide when and where Adora gets to come. Her taut stomach muscles strained as she bounced up and down, head tilted back and moaning as she came around her cock. Then Catra said something that had her moving her hand even faster and squeezing tighter.
Knot me, Adora!
She wasn’t expecting the end to come so fast from those few words and only lasted a few more strokes before she came, exploding on said red jacket. She didn’t care that the jacket that’s been with her for years was probably ruined as she rode out her orgasm. All she could think about was slipping her knot inside as spurt after spurt of come drenched her clothes and barely registered the door opening and closing.
“What’s going on here?” Catra asked, a hint of laughter in her voice. “Rubbing one out in the middle of the day? I could’ve helped you with that.” She was even more amused when Adora’s eyes snapped open in a panic as if she was caught doing something wrong.
“Catra, I-I-” Adora panted, continuing to come in weak spurts, getting it on her pants and running down the shaft. Her hand still gripped near the base. “You shouldn’t be here.”
“Looks like I’m needed though.” Catra watched as the last of Adora’s come leaked out the tip. Her playful smirk softened. “It’s okay, Adora. I know you’re in rut and I want to help you.”
“Don’t worry about me, Catra. I can handle this on my own,” Adora said, motioning to her cock, still hard. “As you just saw.”
Catra gave her an incredulous look. “Are you serious? There’s no way I’m passing this up. You’ll be miserable for days without me.”
“You shouldn’t have to deal with me when I’m like this though,” Adora sighed, shoulders sagging. It pained her to reject Catra, but she figured it was for the best.
“I want to be with you for your first rut. I want you to rely on me for this.” Catra moved to sit beside her on the bed and her ears drooped. “Do you not want me here?”
“Of course I want you here. I haven’t been able to think about anything else since my rut started,” Adora reassured. Her heart ached at Catra thinking she didn’t want her. “I’m afraid because I’m having these thoughts and urges that I’ve never had before.”
“What urges? What do you want?” Catra already knew, but she needed to hear Adora say it.
Adora’s voice lowered to a whisper. “I want to knot you.” She quickly continued. “But we don’t have to and I thought you didn’t want that.”
Catra paused for a moment before softly speaking. “I’ve thought about it and I want you to knot me too. I didn’t bring it up because I thought you didn’t want that with me.”
“Well I never brought it up because you never did!” Adora exclaimed, but not as nervous as before.
Catra facepalmed. “Wow, we’re really bad at this communication thing, aren’t we?" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. "Okay, so how about we give this a go and I’ll tell you if I want to stop. Same goes for you.”
“Alright,” Adora conceded. She was still hesitant, but she was also excited and hopeful to experience her first rut with her mate. “Can you kiss me first?”
“You’re so stupid,” Catra said as she flung her leg over Adora and straddled her, arms wrapped around Adora's neck to pull her in close, and brought their lips together for a searing kiss.