ABO DickJay: Discowing x Jaybin (and Titans)
Where Alpha Discowing takes Omega Jaybin to Titans Tower to force his team to watch him finger and knot him in front of everyone, as a way of establishing Jason as his pack's omega (if he is Dick's mate, then he is the omega of—not for—his Titans)
The team is summoned early in the morning, confused and annoyed at being called by their alpha leader with no instructions other than to report to the briefing room. Upon arrival, they are met with the familiar sight of Nightwing with Robin on his lap. It has become a habit to enter any room in the Tower fearing they might stumble upon the pair engaged in a session of indecent caresses and kisses, acts that don't cease even when they are being watched. It's as if Dick enjoys increasing the pace of his caresses and being bold with his displays of affection, only to end up growling at the others to shoo them away so he can reclaim his omega at will. Some Titans are uncomfortable with the age difference and the circumstances under which their leader joined his mate, but trying to bring it up only elicits sullen and evasive responses from Dick. Their leader might be open to dialogue and willing to change his mind about anything, except when it comes to the second Robin.
They whisper among themselves that the "pup" must have done something to Nightwing during one of his visits to Gotham: forced a bond or bewitched him with the pheromones of his transition to adulthood and his heat; if Dick has changed so much, it has to be Jason's fault.
Once they're all together, Dick gestures for them to sit and begins to talk about the importance of unity, trust, and transparency within their pack. Meanwhile, Robin has his back to them, sitting with his legs wrapped around Nightwing's waist and his face buried in the crook of his neck; the boy doesn't even recognize them. Is this the level of arrogance the new Robin has reached? Dick continues speaking, apologizing in a sympathetic tone for not having understood their needs before, after all, they are all alphas, they all possess fierce protective instincts that haven't been properly satisfied. He laughs happily, massaging his omega's hair with one hand while using the other to do unspeakable things beneath Robin's yellow cloak.
They nod, pleased to see that their alpha leader still cares about them and looks out for the pack's well-being. Sighing, Dick's tone shifts completely. "You don't seem to understand how things are now," he says, a grimace failing to conceal his disgust and disappointment at his pack's blindness. "Now that I'm mated, this pack isn't just under my protection. Now, we have an omega." They all exchange confused glances—after all, they've always had omegas among them—but realize Dick isn't referring to them, given the way he's holding Robin in his lap, radiating pride and self-assurance. Disgust settles among the Titans, the kid isn't a bad person, but he's a newcomer, surely Dick doesn't expect them to pay homage to such a young and inexperienced omega. But Dick is serious. The alpha speaks to his mate in a low voice without breaking eye contact with the group. The two appear to argue briefly, but the moment Jason gives in is obvious from the way Dick smiles triumphantly, planting quick kisses on his cheek and jaw.
Dick then gathers Jason's cape with one hand, exposing the area between his legs: his fingers work at his omega's entrance, slowly parting him and preparing Robin to be taken by his mate in front of the entire team. The Titans startle and try to rise, but Dick snarls an alpha command that forces them back into their seats, using that same tone, he orders them not to look away: no one will leave until he's finished. Though they are all powerful alphas, none can defy their leader's command, so they are forced to sit and watch as Nightwing's fingers slide beneath Robin's green thong, parting him with a scissor-like motion, offering fleeting glimpses of the omega's intimacy as Dick quickens his pace, impatient to take his mate and demonstrate Jason's position within the Titans to the pack. Dick takes his time, savoring the change in his friends' expressions from horror to frustration and, finally, to pure longing. He knows his Titans crave that position: to have a brave, compassionate, and skilled omega sitting on their laps, but no. Jason may be becoming the omega of his pack, but he's still Dick's; he's his mate, his omega, his Robin, his sweet little brother.
Driven by need, Dick lowers his suit just enough to guide Jason's sweaty body over him, settling the omega onto his member as the Titans watch intently, half the country could explode and not one of them would blink. Confident, he begins to move Jason up and down, pacing his thrusts to bring them both to climax simultaneously. He snarls at Roy and Wally when he sees the alphas trying to reach for their own swollen knots, no, no one is allowed to touch. This isn't about them, it's about Jason. It's about making it clear that if Dick is their alpha leader, then Jason is the omega of their pack, and they can't touch each other until they accept Robin as such.
When Dick finally finishes knotting up his mate, the only sounds in the meeting room are the omega's clumsy sobs and purrs in his lap, trying to reopen his mating bite on his alpha's neck. Satisfied to feel his pack's boundaries established with his mate, Nightwing, still tied to Robin, gets up and leaves, telling them they can get on with their day. The Titans, frustrated, understand that the real threat was always their alpha leader, but it's too late to do anything about it, with all of them now bound to the omega as a pack.
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