Axel checked the inner pocket once again. Then all the other pockets. Even in his pants. Took off the jacket, and turned all the pockets inside out. Then shook it stupidly, as if thinking the missing meds might just fall out of it somehow.
But none of it worked. His suppressants were nowhere to be found.
Did they fall off somewhere? Axel looked around, his eyes scanning the ground… But there was nothing. Besides, none of the pockets had any holes in them, so how?
Did he just take the wrong jacket? No, that couldn't be. There was only one hanging in his room, prepared for the party. There was no way he could put the meds in the wrong one, or put a wrong one on.
Then did he just not put the meds in? He remembered doing it… But was it possible he dropped the box on the ground? Or still had it in his hand as he went into the bathroom, and ended up leaving it on the sink? He was already feeling a bit dizzy, so it wasn't impossible for him to make such a mistake while distracted…
Either way, it wasn't important right now. However that came to be, the point was that he was without his meds… and his rut was getting worse.
The best solution would be to find someone who might have suppressants - there were plenty of Alphas present, so there was a high chance someone might have some on them. Or the waiters might carry some for emergencies? Maybe not, since they wouldn't want to risk being held responsible if something went wrong. Besides, Axel couldn't exactly go look for help, when there were Omegas mixed in with the crowd everywhere! If he so much as made one wrong move, or even looked at someone in a wrong way, it would cause a scandal, his rut or not.
It took him a good moment to remember what his mother had told him before the party. There were rooms upstairs where he could hide! Although he wasn't supposed to leave so early - the speeches were not over yet - there was no other option. He quickly glanced around, trying to meet his mother's eyes, but it was no use. She was at the front, watching the congratulatory speeches. But, at least Axel was able to confirm that Ollie was with her, well taken care of.
So, unable to wait any longer, he slipped out of the ballroom, not even noticing he had dropped his jacket, and left it abandoned on the floor.
Once he got upstairs, he immediately dipped into the first unlocked room he could find, taking off his vest and tie and tossing them to the side, and threw himself on the bed. His whole body was burning, his crotch already rock hard, pressing on the material of his boxer briefs and suit pants. He groaned, undoing his belt, and started rubbing it off. While it couldn't make his rut go away, and it wasn't the most pleasant experience without any lubrication, at least it brought some relief…
He must have dozed off for a minute after that, because he hasn't even noticed when the door opened and someone walked in, or perhaps it simply didn't register in his brain due to his feverish state. Even as the intruder approached with soft rustling of the clothes, and the bed creaked under the weight of another person, Axel remained blissfully unaware, his mind turned off as he was taking a brief respite before his rut would act up again, making him hard.
However, no matter how dazed he was, he still had a sliver of consciousness left. And when the intruder straddled him, their fingers reaching out to Axel's shirt, trying to impatiently undo the buttons, Axel stirred underneath.
"Mmmh, wait…" he muttered. "Riv…"
…Wait, what? Why did he almost call out to River? Why was he the first person who came to his mind?
But it wasn't important right now. Axel could worry about his thoughts and feelings later. Now, he had to figure out what exactly was going on. He squinted his eyes, trying to see who was on top of him, but the room was too dark. Axel didn't bother turning on the lights coming in, and neither did the intruder. In the end, though, the lack of light wasn't a problem, as the scent of white oleander pheromones wafting in the air told Axel everything he needed to know.
"Nasir Keller," he muttered through clenched teeth, as he grabbed the Omega by the shoulders and forcefully pushed him away with all the strength he could muster. "What do you think you're doing?"
In response, Nasir only whimpered, and wiggled out of Axel's grip to cling to him again. He moved on to rub his hard crotch against the Alpha…
All of a sudden, Axel froze, realizing something.
Was Nasir… in heat? It really did seem so! Not only was he lustful and uncommunicative, but also hard, dripping wet, and with his body burning hot just like Axel's!
It was bad, it was really bad! That was exactly the situation he was most afraid of - ending up in a room with an Omega during his rut. And with Nasir of all the people! If anything happened between them, regardless of the circumstances, he would have to take responsibility and get married.
But he couldn't marry Nasir! His own feelings aside, Nasir simply wouldn't be a good step-parent for Ollie!
He struggled, trying to free himself, but it was harder than he thought it would be. He had to fight not only against the Omega, who was much stronger than he looked, but also against his own instincts, influenced by the overwhelming scent of Nasir's pheromones filling the room. Nasir was a Dominant Omega, with particularly strong pheromones, so now that he was in heat, resisting him wasn't easy. Still, Axel managed to roll off the bed, landing on the wooden floor with a thud… And immediately started crawling toward the door.
And dragging Nasir, still attached to him, with him.