First of all a belated Merry Christmas! Hope you had a great time!
Here the very last chapter of When Heat Strikes. This is a much longer chapter than the rest and is only smut. This contains bottom Makoto, so if you rather not read that, you don't have to read this chapter. It's not relevant for the plot! Now please enjoy :)

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Everything had been readied for this moment. Bottles had been placed on the coffee table, with several shot glasses beside them for easy and fun drinking. A big cake in the centre of it all, as the perfect eye catcher, made especially by Haru. They had planned everything, making sure there would be no slip ups, because one mistake could lead to utter failure. And Rin really wanted this to succeed, like really. This was his last celebratory moment for his win, and excitement had been thrumming through his body ever since Haru made the promise he would arrange this for Rin.

Now they only needed their Alpha to get here, so everything could be set into motion. And right as impatience started taking over, Rin rocking back and forth in his seat on the floor, the front door opened.

Holding his breath he waited for the side door to open. Ruby eyes were locked with the doorknob, forcing it to turn already, so the door could swing open and have Makoto enter the premises. And as it did, Rin's heart skipped a beat, watching Makoto's reaction, waiting for their Alpha to see what exactly they had planned for him tonight.

The familiar smile faltered as emerald eyes slid from his lovers, seated all around the coffee table, to the bottles of liquor placed out all over the table. Makoto was no fool and recognised the signs instantly. Why they had chosen to sit on the floor, rather than on the chairs or couch, was purely for safety. And the alcohol. Most of it was meant for their Alpha. It was all to feed Makoto drunk. Something Sousuke hadn't agreed with when they first started doing it, because it was simply wrong to do so. Why get their lover drunk for their own greedy need for him? That wasn't until Makoto had explained it made it easier for him to submit, and sexually he enjoyed submitting. The Alpha part of him simply did not, and this was a way to supress that feeling.

After Makoto had expressed he was perfectly fine with it, and Sousuke had double checked this was not Makoto's way to still give them what they wanted, they started doing it ever so often. And it had been a few months now since they had last done it, since they had last seen Makoto tremble with such need, and the idea alone made Rin's heartrate speed up.

Once the scene in front of him had settled in Makoto's brain, the smile slowly appeared back on his lips. They had previously learned it was not wise to warn Makoto of what would happen, his Alpha side then refusing any drop of alcohol once it had taken over control. But the surprise factor still worked. Makoto was then able to drown his mind in alcohol before anything happened. "I'm home," Makoto said cheerfully, placing his bag on the ground by the side door.

"Welcome home," they all murmured in unison, three pairs of eyes locked with their… prey. Rin was not the only one who had been looking forward to this, though he would be first.

Makoto's smile never faltered, the Alpha simply pretending nothing was out of the ordinary. He was simply coming home to his lovers and they were greeting him accordingly. "I'll go change into something a bit more… comfortable." The hesitation in his voice made Rin swallow heavily, because comfortable now meant 'easy to get off'. "But you can definitely cut me a piece of the chocolate cherry cake while I'm gone. It looks amazing." The casual tone in which Makoto spoke was almost unsettling, but on the other hand it awakened more inside of Rin. The clueless air he was carrying around, acted out so perfectly, was exactly what Rin wanted to see.

As their Alpha disappeared around the corner, Haru focused instantly on getting a piece of cake. Sousuke reached for a plate in the meantime, and held it up for Haru to put the big piece of cake on. Rin's eyes were still locked on where Makoto had just vanished, waiting for him to return. He was far too eager already, meaning he could still ruin things, could push buttons far too early, and have Makoto's Alpha side rise up and reject them all. But he couldn't help himself. Couldn't tone this part down. His rebellious side where he needs to show he was not a submissive Omega that would do anything for his Alpha. He could be just as powerful, could be just as dominant, could take his Alpha to places of pleasure he himself had reached many times before already.

In a pair of black sweatpants and a grey loose fitting T-shirt Makoto returned to the living room and silently sat down, seated right beside Rin, right in arm's reach. Which was why Rin had chosen to sit in front of the couch on the far left side. Haru sat on his right before the couch, and Sousuke sat in front of one of the loveseats on Haru's right side. The only place left was now Rin's left, in front of the other loveseat. Makoto's usual spot. They had even thought of scooting the chair backwards a little, since they wouldn't be moving much after this.

Lips parted for a moment, but something caught emerald eyes, and in the end Makoto merely shook his head and quickly reached for a bottle of sake, pouring himself the first glass, and downing it right away. Rin knew he had seen the bottle of lube hidden under the coffee table. Perhaps they should've hidden it better, but easy access seemed more important. They were just not as great about acting nothing was the matter, as Makoto was.

"Here," Haru said, offering the plate of cake to Makoto, who took it with a smile. "I made it especially for you." Haru sounded breathless already, pupils blown as he watched the first bite reach Makoto's lips.

Makoto hummed in delight as he let the taste swirl around his mouth, making all three flinch at the sound. "This tastes delicious, Haru. I like the little bite it has at the end."

"It's… It's the cherry liquor. We have a whole bottle, if you like it." Sousuke pushed it forward as he looked straight in Makoto's eyes, swallowing again as the Alpha simply smiled bigger as he took the offered bottle.

God, he played this game well. Makoto was teasing them, pushing their buttons instead, knowing exactly what he needed to do to get them all riled up before they had even started. It meant they would give him even more attention, all their undivided attention. And even if Makoto was all about taking care of others and putting others first, this was a point where he decided he could be selfish. Was allowed to feel as wanted as he could by his three lovers. If they wanted to take him so badly, then he wanted them to never be able to get enough.

"Thanks, Sou. It's really nice, so I'll have a glass," Makoto said cheerfully as he poured himself a second drink and gulped it down without flinching. Right away he poured himself another, the key to this all being getting drunk as fast as possible.

Unable to contain himself Rin quickly took a shot of tequila and then scooted closer to Makoto, pressing his body against the Alpha's side. He could feel Makoto rock away from him first, warily looking over at the Omega, but after contemplating it a second he settled into Rin's warmth.

Latching his lips onto Makoto's throat, Rin let his mind wander to the first time they had done this. Or better said the time they had discovered Makoto would submit when drunk. It had been by accident. They had been living together for a year and to celebrate that anniversary, they had gotten a load of alcohol. Haru had been trying to get in Makoto's pants from the beginning, simply so Makoto would take him right there over the coffee table. But things took a different direction when Haru's hand slipped down from Makoto's erection to his entrance, rubbing against the ring of muscles by accident, eliciting a moan from their Alpha.

Carefully Haru continued his movements, going from prepping Makoto to undressing him completely and lying him down on the floor with legs spread wide. Rin remembered how Haru had shaken in fear and excitement at the same time as he pushed his erection inside of their Alpha. It had been soft and sweet, Haru completely overtaken by raw emotion as he made love to Makoto for the first time. Every time Rin thought of their expressions, he still felt the stab in his heart. The one that made him recognise the beauty of it all, and how he had wanted it to last forever. It had been this intimate moment none of them had wanted to let go of.

While thinking of this Rin had started rubbing his hand back and forth over Makoto's inner thigh, sliding up higher and higher. Lips had crawled up to get a taste of Makoto's tongue. But as soon as their mouths found each other, a heavy hand landed on Rin's wrist, grabbing it roughly, and tugging it away. Makoto made sure Rin understood he was going too fast, wanting too much all at once. Makoto was hardly tipsy, so was in no way ready for Rin touching him intimately already. Unless it needed to end up in Makoto taking Rin.

So for now Rin admitted defeat and retreated his hand, together with his lips so he could turn to the table and get them another drink. Not that Rin needed much more alcohol. He was already getting high on his need for sex, Makoto's musk smell not helping him out at all. But the distraction of pouring them another drink would be enough for now. Especially when ruby eyes fell on another scene in front of him. Haru had himself wrapped around Sousuke, tongues entwined as soft sounds made their way out of both of their mouths. It was erotic, sexy, a display of how horny they had been feeling for the past hours.

"God, you are so bad at giving me time to get ready for this," Makoto whined as he put another glass of alcohol against his lips, quickly ripping his eyes away from Haru and Sousuke when hands started disappearing under clothes.

Rin chuckled softly as he forced himself to relax a little and cool off, pouring Makoto a few shots. "You can't really blame us though," he whispered, not trusting his voice otherwise. "We've been aware of this moment for days now and had to wait for so long too. We are only a little eager."

"I really don't want to know," Makoto muttered as he threw his head back against the chair, grabbing one of the shot glasses Rin had set out for him.

With one hand Rin offered Makoto another shot right away, and the other moved back onto Makoto's inner thigh, risking the touch once more and this time he did not get stopped. So he rubbed it back and forth, inching closer and closer to the erection Makoto had been sporting since he had walked in with sweatpants on. "You know you can also just give us something first. Then we won't be pressuring you on as much right away. Now we still need to wait." The question in Makoto's eyes was evident the Alpha had no clue what Rin was talking about, and so Rin started tugging at the hem of Makoto's shirt. "Why don't you take this off and let us enjoy your upper body first? Staring is already one thing we love doing."

"If you take your shirt off too, so I can enjoy yours."

With a smirk Rin took his shirt off, throwing it towards the still kissing couple to get their attention. To let them know they were moving on here finally. And now Makoto was forced to take his shirt off as well, which he did a bit clumsily, the alcohol finally taking affect. Right as Makoto's torso was exposed, Rin let his hands wander all over his tight skin, muscles rippling underneath as his gentle touches tickled the Alpha. "You have such a nice tan," Rin muttered as he let his lips slide over Makoto's chest, a tongue peeking out to circle a nipple. "I never get such a tan like you…"

"It's because you're a redhead. You hardly get tanned."

The way Makoto's voice wavered was a good sign to Rin, and he knew the Alpha was only replying to keep his mind somewhat there. Losing himself now would be quite early, even if Rin wouldn't mind at all, and now Rin wanted to see if he could push Makoto there already. "Very true, I am a redhead through and through," Rin said huskily, mouthing the words against Makoto's chest as he let a hand wander lower and lower and then peek under the sweatpants. "Even there," he added as he reached further down. And then his eyes widened as he noticed something odd below. Something he had not expected. He pushed himself up to look into hooded emerald eyes, and seeing that light teasing smile on Makoto's lips, made Rin's heart skip a beat. "Fuck, Makoto," he muttered, before turning around to look at the others.

He didn't say anything, but motioned for them to take off the pants right now. His hand was just waving at the pants and at them, and eventually they got it, quickly tugging at the legs to pull it off with ease.

"Are you teaming up against me now?" Makoto whispered as he took another shot.

"You had that coming the moment you didn't put on underwear," Rin retorted as he claimed Makoto's lips again, hand still tightly grabbing Makoto's erection. He had went to cup it through the fabric of Makoto's boxers, but had found them not there. They had not been the only ones who had planned something.

It was hard to not rush things now, and Rin needed to do his best to actually focus on getting Makoto ready, instead of just plunging in and hope for the best. But once two fingers entered Makoto, lips parted and that first delicious sound made its way out of Makoto's throat. A shiver ran down Rin's spine as he let the sound settle into his skin, fingers arching to touch more of Makoto's heated walls. He was still sitting, which made this process not really easy. But it was worth it, everything was worth seeing Makoto coming undone.

A few fingers slid alongside the waistband of his jeans, teasing the skin on his abdomen, and when Rin figured out it was Makoto's doing, he couldn't delay that third finger any longer. "You should take your pants off too, so I can see your red hair in different places," Makoto choked out, the last finger surprising him a little bit, but he didn't relent his teasing.

Before Rin could really comprehend what Makoto had said, someone else was already undoing his jeans, sliding down the zipper with practised ease. The tight material was forced off his legs, boxers sliding down together with it to leave Rin completely bare as well. And all the while Rin had been pushing his fingers in and out of Makoto's inviting hole, the digits being sucked in with forceful need as Makoto moved his hips in time with Rin's thrusts.

"You shaved," Makoto noted as eyes found Rin's crotch area hairless, as usual.

That innocent tone, full of wonder, eventually pushed Rin over the edge. With a gentle hand he pushed Makoto over, forcing him to lie down on the carpet. He was aware that the other two were still around, but for now he chose to ignore them. For now he wanted this to be about him and Makoto. Just them.

Makoto was also surprisingly moveable still. Usually he would lie still and simply enjoy whatever touch was given, but now he reached for Rin's erection as the Omega leaned down and started to bring it closer to his own prepped entrance. It made Rin choke out a groan as he got closer and closer to Makoto's body, one leg propped up to give Rin enough space to settle between. "Come on, Rin. I want you inside of me," Makoto breathed out as he pressed the head of Rin's dick against his entrance, letting the Omega take over from there.

As long drawn out groan escaped Rin, he pushed his cock in all the way, not stopping somewhere to get adjusted. He couldn't stop. Feeling that tight heat squeeze around him, asking him to move further. How could he? And then that desperate noise that had clawed its way out of Makoto's throat. It was all too much. Rin's whole body was shaking once their bodies were completely connected, and below him Makoto couldn't stop shivering either.

"It feels so good, Rin," Makoto murmured, eyes closed as he let his walls clamp down around Rin's erection a few more times. "I wish we could do this more often."

It was all just drunken talk, words now half slurred and a bit too honest, but Rin was too high to care. He wished they could do this more often as well, because it simply felt incredible. But it was also because it was so rare, it carried this extra thrill, which made the experience all the better, and Rin wasn't sure if he wanted to miss out on that. Feeling the restlessness in the others around him urged him on as well. This energy didn't linger around them normally, not like this. This was something they only experienced with Makoto. "Fuck, I love you, Makoto," Rin muttered before he dove down for a kiss, capturing Makoto's lips in a sloppy one.

Finally he started moving his hips back and forth, slowly but steadily, getting used to the feeling of how tight Makoto really was, still was. For a while he was allowed to just enjoy this. Drink the sounds Makoto let out as he thrust in and out of the awaiting body. His pace grew faster when arms were wrapped around his back, clinging to him as if he was the only thing left on earth. Walls clenched and clenched whenever he pushed back in, pulling his cock deeper and deeper, striking points he had not reached the thrust before.

And then something poked against his cheek, bringing his attention back to everyone in the room. Sousuke was sitting on his knees by their faces, clearly asking for something in particular. And even if Rin wanted to snap and say Makoto was his now, it wasn't fair. Reluctant Rin pushed himself up and allowed Sousuke to claim Makoto's lips. First for a kiss, and then for something entirely else. It had not been a finger poking against Rin's cheek anyway.

Right as Rin sat up, an arm was wrapped around his stomach while lips attached themselves to his shoulder, kissing and sucking at various places. Even if Haru was waiting his turn, he could not prevent himself from appearing too eager. Rin could already feel Haru's hard on pressing against his ass, asking for attention.

But considering he was still buried balls deep inside of Makoto, he had other things on his mind. Like how Makoto was barely able to blow Sousuke with how Rin kept up his relentless pace, forcing Makoto's body to slide back and forth over the carpet.

"He looks amazing, doesn't he?" Haru murmured against Rin's shoulder, distracting him a little from the task at hand. "His flushed face, and swollen lips. He always seems to glow whenever we fuck him. As if this is what he loves most. The ones he loves most claiming him in this brutal and possessive way. You'll mark him, right?"

The view Haru was creating, describing Makoto, making it all the more erotic, made something warm coil in the pit of Rin's stomach. It was all moving too fast now, Haru literally pushing Rin towards the finish line with every word he spoke. But he couldn't come before Makoto. Rin wanted to see Makoto lose it all, come undone completely. Give Rin the view he had wished for ever since they had planned this.

And suddenly Makoto seemed to spit Sousuke's dick out, eyes closed as he threw his head back. "Oh, fuck, shit, shit, oh god. Right there, Rin! Oh fuck…" Finally Rin had struck the right point, which also happened to be Makoto's point to make him swear. Normally it was unheard of, but when Makoto felt the ultimate pleasure, nothing could stop him from swearing.

So Rin focused all his attention on that point, striking it with every thrust as Makoto's hips desperately tried to keep up with his movements. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled their home, mixing with the noises Makoto could stop from leaving his lips. It was all getting too much. Rin felt like he was swimming a competition, and he was desperately trying to reach the finish line before anyone else, pushing Makoto there so they would win, but his own orgasm seemed to want to win as well. Sweat was dripping from his forehead, breath coming out in short gasps as he kept on going.

The final cry was shouted out, and Rin wasn't sure if it was his or Makoto's, or perhaps it was of both. A white flash of pleasure coursed through his body as he released himself inside of Makoto, the last thrust this searing hot pleasure that had pushed him over the edge.

After a few minutes of trying to catch his breath, Rin's vision finally turned to normal, blurriness gone. And there below him lied Makoto, cum splattered over his stomach and chest while his eyes were still closed. Even if Makoto was already tired now, he was nowhere near done. They were going to wear him out completely, spending every bit of pleasure they could squeeze out of their Alpha, until Makoto could hardly move. Until all he could do was sleep it off, and stay in the bed the next day as well, so they could pamper him even more. The day after was almost as nice as moment supreme.

"Makoto," Rin whispered, making the Alpha blink his eyes open to look at the Omega. "I'd like to go again after Haru, if that's okay?"

It stayed silent for a few seconds, but then Makoto threw his head back again, closing his eyes, as he groaned out, "oh fuck, yes. Yes, Rin, fuck yes."

God, did they love their Alpha, a little more each day.

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So this was the end... Did you like it? I can't get rid of the image of Makoto on the floor, Sousuke by his head, Rin taking him, and Haru eagerly looking over Rin's shoulder... If someone would ever draw this, I'd love you forever.

Anyway, for the ones who are not aware yet... I am also writing a prequel to this story. This one is about how they actually got together and all the drama it came with. It's still fresh in the works, but now that this is over, my attention will move there! And I also wrote a few oneshots and another short accompanying chapter fic for this. I'm planning to do more for this series/world, so if you are interested in seeing anything in particular, let me know!

Hopefully till next time!
Love, Dana