Fuck.
Shaga lay curled up on the floor, tightly grasping a red scarf in front of his face. Unfortunately, it was filled by Shaga's pheromone, he clutched the knitted fabric harder and more, closing his eyes tightly to resist the temptation so great that the hand did not trace into his pants. He wouldn't do that, it was tantamount to him giving up on the Omega within him.
There was no one in the house, his mother left for work and Shaga was forced to be alone with his monthly heat thrashing around to be released. Since the morning he hid this from his mother, he has closed every gap that allowed his pheromone to escape from the house. However, the fear remained, even though the fragrance was not as strong as after he was tied to Adrian.
