omega mack who’s tired of everyone else grappling for his alpha’s attention when they’re in van, and who loudly proclaims they’re going on a hike, alone.
mack leading will to his favourite deserted trail that leads to the wood, only to turn towards will, heart rabbiting in his chest and smirking, “bet you can’t catch me” before taking off running as fast as he can without waiting for his alpha’s response.
will who immediately understands what his omega is taunting him into and who decides to give him a head-start before he takes off running after mack, instincts flaring wild and hot deep within his chest.
mack running for what simultaneously feels like hours and a few seconds, legs aching and lungs burning with the effort as his blood thrums with anticipation, his omega howling in his chest as he lets himself succumb to his instincts, hindbrain taking over as he feels will getting closer. his scent betraying him as he gets slicker with each step, each heaving breath that scorches past his dry throat, each familiar pathway he takes in an attempt to make the alpha lose his trail, to make the burning thrill of the chase last as long as he physically can.
adrenaline rushing through him as he feels the alpha just a few steps behind, just like mack knew he would, will’s love for running and his instincts making him a better chaser. mack not daring look behind him, only making a desperate attempt to duck when he feels will’s hand reaching to grasp onto his waist.
it’s fruitless, and a shocked snarl leaves his mouth when the alpha pulls him down, the both of them tumbling to the ground. they grabble against each other, growls and snarls emitting from deep within their chests as they twist around in the dirt, mack desperately trying to escape from the alpha’s clutches and will trying to pin his flailing limbs down.
he falls pliant the second will has him under himself, chest flat onto the ground and hips up high, his hands digging into the dirt in a desperate attempt to anchor himself. the alpha’s hand is clasped tight around the back of his neck in a tight scruff, his legs bracketing mack’s hips, leaving him unable to move even if he tried. a howling whine slips past his panting mouth when he feels the alpha’s lips brush against the side of his face, a warning snap of teeth echoing through the blood rushing through his ears.
“gotcha, sweetheart.” will growls, smirk audible in his voice as he ruts his hips against mack’s ass just once, but it’s enough to make the omega feel the dizzying heat of the alpha’s hard cock pressing against his dripping folds. “gave me a good chase, huh?” he taunts.
mack can’t do anything but whine, his cheek pressed into the dirt and his hips attempting to rock back onto the alpha’s, his mind a desperate chant of being taken, being bred, pumped full of his alpha and owned.
“yeah, you did.” the alpha coos, his free hand pressing down onto mack’s back, making his spine arch deeper and his ass press harder onto will’s cock. “but we both know this is what you wanted all along, omega. wanted to pretend you could get away from me, because you knew i’d catch you anyway, knew i’d give you what your sopping cunt’s aching for. but don’t worry, baby, i’ll give you what you need.”
and the alpha makes good of his word, tugging both of their shorts down before sliding into mack’s dripping cunt all at once, making the omega wail into the dirt at the stretch, at the fullness, keening sobs slipping past his parted lips and echoing into the forest as will immediately starts a relentless rhythm, hips thrusting forcefully as the alpha takes and takes and takes, his hand tight around the back of mack’s neck and the other firm on his hip, holding him in place, overwhelmed tears sliding down the omega’s face as his walls flutter and clench around the alpha’s cock, all the while will croons filth into his ear, telling him how beautiful he looks at his alpha’s mercy, and “that’s it, baby. fucking take it, take me” “such a good omega, look so pretty speared on my cock and crying for it” “godsent fucking cunt, dripping and sucking me in so perfectly, made just for me” until he forces his knot past the omega’s entrance, pumping him so full and so deep and making him come around a scream, shaking and whimpering as slick gushes out of him, past the alpha’s knot soaking into the earth beneath them.
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