my hyper fixations they consume me

dennis knows he just has to wait this out, it happens pretty frequently to omegas and usually goes away in a few weeks. for now though, he's stuck wiggling his way into nursing bras to hold his swelling chest steady, and using a cheap and handheld pump to try and make himself comfortable until his breasts realise there's no hungry puppy to feed.

as an alpha, robby has a keen nose. as a man smitten with his pretty little omega intern, he also has a keen eye. dennis had taken on a distinctly sweeter and milky scent over the last few weeks, despite the fact robby could tell that he was still untouched and unmated- a virgin omega, no bun in his oven, yet with milk clearly plumping up his chest. he can't help but take deep, gulping breaths whenever dennis is near and lick his lips insatiably.

robby's eyes tell him just how much his the omegas body is changing, since he sees dennis's chest turn from small little bumps to real, round breasts that push out against his scrub top and make the material stretch and cling to him, and would move slightly when he hurried somewhere, whatever bra he had clearly not quite able to hold him well.

what robby wouldn't do to get his hands on them... he knew dennis was meant to be his omega, and that if the pretty boy was his, then all the milk wouldn't be going to waste anymore. he could give him a real puppy to feed, make his belly all round and fat, cradle him so close as he'd pet over the taught skin and whisper to their little growing babe. he'd keep dennis off his feet his whole pregnancy, wrapping him in his nest to keep him safe and sound, healthy to birth and feed their baby.

but for now the omega wasn't his yet. dennis was unmated, unmarked, and clearly miserable as he was plump with milk with nowhere to go.... robby licked his lips again, watching dennis pack up to leave after a shift and struggle to button up his coat fully around his changing body. when if dennis was his, he'd never have to struggle. he'd have proper clothes that would fit him well.

the alpha had to stuff the end of his sleeve in his mouth and bite down to stop himself moaning at the thought of dennis in his den, mark on his neck, a squirming puppy fattening his belly and robby right there next to him, nuzzling his face against those breasts which he knew would be so soft and warm. he'd suckle and drink from them and make his omega relax as he fed from him, and then they'd sleep.

robby was by now letting off such an aroused scent that dennis had noticed and turned to look at him, coat hanging open still. it was only the two of them in the locker room, and it was clear to the omega that a very interested, very virile alpha had been drawn in. frustrated by the long day and his aching chest that felt so heavy to his back, dennis was in an impulsive mood and was ready to snap. he found robby so fucking hot, such a perfect alpha, but unless this alpha was going to pin him down and suck his poor tits dry, he wasn't interested.

"look robby, unless you're going to suck me dry and give me some fucking relief from this, you can fuck off! either get me out of here and get your mouth on my tits, or get your alpha stink out of here!"

he couldn't help it, he was tired and swollen and really, really need to empty himself out. he wasn't in the mood for an alpha who might fuck him and yet still leave him aching. opposite him, robby was fighting a losing battle with a raging erection. his omega wanted him to suck his tits. his omega wanted him to strip him down and suck him dry. oh god. oh god. yes. he lowered his voice and stepped forward.

"dennis.. if you're serious, you need to come with me and get in my car right fucking now. I will suck your gorgeous tits until they're emptier than they've ever been, and then I'm going to fuck you so hard you pass out, okay?"

dennis froze. he never thought robby would agree.