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“I'll be your good boy.” As those fingers were pressed to his lips even his sense of taste. He wrapped his lips around the other man's digits slowly sucking on them, his tongue lavishing the fingers to get them nice and wet. 

Speaking of wet he knew his underwear was done for, his slick would have already ruined his pants had he not taken them off already and he felt bad about how it was probably going to get all over the alpha's pants. He pulled his mouth off the other's fingers and licked his lips panting. “Fuck I need you.” 

-🦈-  "I  happen  to  enjoy  needy  wanton  omegas."  Kraden  liked  the  thrill  of  the  hunt  as  much  as  any  apex  predator  would  but  that  didn't  mean  the  easier  one's  were  lost  on  him;  he  enjoyed  an  omega's  sweetness  regardless  of  how  hard  he  had  to  work  for  it.  "You  don't  sound  too  bothered  being  wanton."  Kraden  called  out  the  way  the  omega  was  already  moaning  against  him  as  he  leaned  forward  a  bit  more  to  press  his  lips  softly  against  the  younger's  jaw.  "I  like  how  you  sound,  being  needy."

Groaning,  himself,  as  those  plush  lips  parted  and  wrapped  around  his  offered  digits  Kraden's  arousal  became  even  more  obvious  as  he  pressed  himself  against  the  omega;  fully  hardened  and  aching  to  be  buried  deep  inside  him.

"Jeremy. A handsome name for a handsome man." he said offering his hand to the omega, a gesture to show the other that he had no intention of forcing himself on him. The other was stunning, and even if he weren't in the troughs of heat he'd stir Anders' loins.

"It would be my pleasure. My honor to help you." Anders took in a deep breathe, letting the scent of the omega fill his lungs, letting out a long low growl of desire, his own eyes alight with hunger, a glowing amber, "I would never think less of you for saying your needs. You are a stunning thing you know. Ravishing even in moon light."

"You  aren't  like  most  Alpha's  I've  know."  He'd  ignored  the  build  up  to  his  heat,  foolishly  thinking  he'd  be  fine  on  his  own  if  he  took  some  suppressants  and  kept  his  distance,  but  his  own  body  betrayed  him  in  the  end.  At  least  Anders  seemed  kind;  he  certainly  could  have  brought  worse  around  with  his  scent.

Taking  the  hand  offered  to  him  and  squeezing  it,  Jeremy  trembled  as  his  breath  was  suddenly  overwhelmed  with  the  Alpha's  scent  now  that  he  was  practically  on  top  of  him.  Letting  instinct  guide  him  more  than  thought,  he  gripped  at  the  dragon's  neck  to  pull  him  close  as  he  brought  their  lips  together  in  a  heated,  desperate  exchange.  "Please,"  the  word  reverberated  under  a  huff  of  his  breath  as  his  fingers  dug  into  the  other's  skin  with  need.

Leading the other with him back to the break room. It wasn't like they took money for the items in the store, stealing wasn't a problem all Grim really did was keep up with inventory. He hated himself for seeming so eager but if he went on too much like this he would slick through his pants.

Grim brought the other into the break room turning to lock the door behind them. "I'm not some helpless omega just so you know. You're just really hot. That's all." A soft whine came from him as he took off his pants and touched his slicked hole. "Fuck look what you did to me Mister."

"Good,"  a  quiet,  rumbling  snarl  echoed  in  his  breath  as  the  red  in  his  eyes  seemed  to  darken  as  the  omega  locked  them  in.  "Now  that  replacement  of  yours  can't  interrupt  us."

The  front  of  his  pants  were  straining  around  his  arousal  as  he  watched  the  young  omega  quickly  remove  his  pants.  Kraden's  jagged  smile  widened  as  he  took  a  deep  breath  in,  inhaling  the  sweet  scent  of  a  needy,  slicked  omega.  "I  don't  remember  calling  you  helpless."  Stalking  forward,  closing  off  what  little  distance  remained  between  them.  "I  want  this  just  as  much  so  I'm  no  better  than  you  are.  It's  just  because  you're  hot."

Grinning,  Kraden  stepped  around  the  omega  so  that  he  was  now  positioned  behind  him.  Pressing  up  against  him  without  a  care  in  the  world  for  the  younger's  slick  to  stain  the  front  of  his  pants,  Kraden  wrapped  one  arm  around  his  midsection  to  pull  the  boy  tight  against  him  as  he  lifted  his  other  to  hold  his  index  finger  and  middle  finger  before  the  boy's  lips.  "Be  a  good  boy."  He  growled  as  he  leaned  forward,  his  lips  brushing  against  the  shell  of  the  younger's  ear.  He  could  have  easily  used  the  slick  to  his  advantage  here  but  he  got  more  out  of  this.  "Wet  them  for  me."

Part of his mind tried to convince him it was nice to be wanted. That was all it was. "We have a break room. It's empty right now." he said his voice low and there was an edge of whine to it at what the other man implied. "Do I smell good to you, sir? Because you smell, amazing to me sir."

"You smell even better now," reaching down as he implied that he could smell the omega's slick, Kraden shamelessly adjusted himself as his glowing eyes flicked from the younger man to the counter next to him. "You going to show me to this empty break room of yours or do you want to help me out right here in the middle of the shop?"

Gritting his teeth together, his breaths sounding more like suppressed moans than exhales, he balled his hands into fists and clenched his eyes shut as he tried to focus. "It-- it helps, thank you Anders. I'm Jer-- Jeremy."

It was time to make his choice.

"I need you," he groaned as he looked back over his shoulder again, eyes golden and glowing. "I need you to help me Anders. It's-- it's only going to get worse," his heat was only going to get stronger if he didn't try to sate it now. "Don't think less of me, but I need you to knot me."

The dragonblood circled overhead hie eyes scanning the area in the darkness, he didn't have the incredibly honed sense of a shifter, but he was well versed enough in combat that he could see was alert enough to see movements in the shadows. He got lucky however when he saw the omega shift back into a human in a clearing, clearly visible. Touching down Anders thought the other looked like he was sin pain. "Hello? Are you alright?"

"Stay--" Jeremy's plea caught in his throat with a hitched breath, his chest heaving, as his heat reacted to the other's scent. They weren't even close enough to touch him and his body was already beginning to produce slick; releasing lustful pheromones into the air around him. "Just stay over there. I--" Jeremy groaned as he looked back over his shoulder at the other which only turned out to be a big mistake as seeing how attractive the Alpha was only pulled at his need even more.

"Fuck you smell good."

"Depends on what you need help with I guess. I get off my shift in a few more minutes. You'll be my last customer. So if you need something professional you'll have to wait for my replacement to get here." Grim's nose twitched and he hated himself for how his body reacted to the smell of an alpha, his muscles tightened his pupils dilated a bit.

"There is nothing professional about what I have in mind. The last thing I'm interested in is your replacement." Kraden answered as he reached up to adjust his collar. A more polite, or well trained, Alpha would have likely excused themself but the shark had no qualms with being crude or forward. "Do you have a break room here, or is there a bathroom nearby? I can smell you," he spoke in a lower, graveled, huskier tone as he leaned against the counter between them with glowing red eyes. "I know you want to help me."

A smile played at Tao's lips as the man crowded into his space, seemingly unbothered by his state of undress. Oh, he's a bold one, isn't he? Those sharpened teeth peeking out from behind his lips sent a little thrill down Tao's spine. Danger. This one screams danger. But Tao had never been one to shy away from a little risk.

"Well, mate, you're the one who decided to come over here and give me an eyeful, aren't you?" Tao quipped, his gaze shamelessly roving over the man's body. Fit as fuck, he is. Damn. "Can't blame a bloke for appreciating the scenery when it's presented so...openly."

The man's next question drew Tao's attention downward, his eyes landing on the pile of clothes half-buried in the sand beneath his feet. Ah, bollocks. Didn't even notice those.

"Oh...nice one," Tao chuckled, taking a slow step back to allow the man access to his garments. But not before letting his gaze linger just a moment longer, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Might as well enjoy the view while it lasts, eh?

He dragged his gaze back up, a cheeky grin spreading across his face as he finally looked away. This day just got a hell of a lot more interesting, Tao mused, his mind already racing with the possibilities. Another creature in town, bold as brass and fit as fuck? Yeah, I'm definitely enjoyin' the view.

"So," Tao said, turning back to face the man. "You always make such a splash with strangers, or am I just lucky?" He crossed his arms over his chest, his stance relaxed but alert.

Angling his head to the side, his eyes narrowed with a reflexive arrogance as his icy blue eyes slowly dropped to look over the stranger's body. There was a hint of appreciation in the blues of the shark's eyes as his gaze followed the lines of hard earned muscle down to the soft, ample curve of the omega's backside. One little bite wouldn't hurt.

From how he was dressed it was easy for Kraden to deduce that he was here to swim as well, in a bit of a more modest fashion, and he was enjoying the view just as well. "Clothes slow me down," Kraden answered with a nonchalant lift of his shoulders as his gaze lingered on the other's body, "so you aren't the first to stumble upon me in this state after a swim-- or would you prefer I lie and tell you that you're special? That all of this is just for you, omega. Is that what you want?"

Even now that the man had moved, Kraden made no effort to get himself dressed.

Kraden wasn't even planning to interrupt the bellowing. Even after it had fallen silent, the night refusing to answer, he stumbled out into the clearing and stopped a few paces away from the man he assumed had just held his heart up to the heavens.

"You shouldn't apologize immediately like that, it shows weakness." His voice was low and cold as he clenched his sharpened teeth together. Something was stirring within him, something he couldn't explain. His chest felt tight and it was all his fault; his singings fault. "No." Kraden answered with a scoff. "There is no reasonable excuse for being so loud.; and that certainly didn't sound like a song for your cubs. I could feel it-- I can feel it. You're mourning," he accused with a soft nod of his head that almost mirrored understanding. "Mourning isn't reasonable."

Open: To everyone

To say Grim worked hard would be a fallacy of the highest order, sue Grim worked, but hard? Hardly. Feet kicked up on the counter of the store he was working at for the day, ice coffee in hand, sipping at the drink he was keeping cold with his icy touch, watching the people go by.

One of the many perks of working in a thriving mall was the people watching. Getting to look out on all the passer-bys and make his judgments of them just from a few quick glances. Bad clothes, bad hair, funny shoes, old phone. Every little detail giving him a glimpse into their lives whether it was accurate or not. As a shadow crossed over the counter he looked over.

Glancing up as he neared the cash register, a few random trinkets and snacks in his hands, his cold blue eyes settled on the cute young thing behind the counter. He was really going to miss the old days, lips like that were made to be wrapped around his cock.

"Help with something else? Careful, you don't know what you're offering there." Kraden warned as his lips pulled back to show the pointed, sharp shark teeth behind his smirk. "I'll just take these, unless you really want to help me out with something else."