#alpha!greg

Link: ao3 Rating: Explicit Pairing: Johnlockstrade Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Main Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha Greg Lestrade, Omega John Watson, Omega Sherlock, Polyamory, Established Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Developing Relationship, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Threesome - M/M/M, not all of it is smut Word Count: 6827

Summary:

John had his gaze fixed on Sherlock, wonder glittered in his eyes. “Did you seriously just deduce my crush on Greg Lestrade? You brilliant madman.”

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Sherlock and John are an omega couple. Concern arises with John’s upcoming heat as his heats are getting worse each time and the pair needs to discuss their options. When Sherlock and John reveal to each other that they have been harboring feelings for one alpha Greg, not only does a solution appear but so does the idea of the three of them getting in a relationship together.

You both like Omega!Lock, and Johnlock.

You: [Omega!Lock. Omega!Sherlock. Any pairing of your choice. Triad bonding if you wish. Alpha age (Preferably an older Alpha) and how you play them doesn’t bother me. Dark characters are welcome here. Any au’s can be added. Can go anywhere] Sherlock had been gone for a few months, after finding out he was pregnant with his Alpha’s pups. It wasn’t unusual for him to disappear for a while so he hoped that they wouldn’t be worried. Being pregnant was actually scaring him, especially because he was only nineteen. He knew he would be bonded and bred young, but it was still scary. He’d only really started getting himself better and then he found that out. At the moment he was hiding away in one of his brother’s abandoned warehouses, where there were no camera’s and he decided to come clear to the Alpha. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his phone and rang his number, waiting for them to pick up. “I have something to tell you.”

Stranger: “Sherlock where the hell have you been? This is the longest you been away without so much as a note. I know I said it was fine for you to have your space but it’s hardly fair to make me worry like this.” Greg couldn’t help the relief that flooded through him when he heard his mate’s voice but he could also feel his temper rising. He expected Sherlock to consider his feelings now that they were bonded. It made him look like a week alpha when he couldn’t even get his omega to not just run off whenever he felt like it. And that wasn’t good for an Alpha in his position.

You: “I’m sorry Greg.” Sherlock mumbled, wringing his hands a little as he sat on a bench and thought about how he was going to say it. “I know I was supposed to leave a note to tell you I’d be back, but in all honesty, I didn’t go back home when I decided to go off. I did not mean to make you worry, and I am sorry that it happened. Mind coming to pick me up.” He asked, deciding it better that Greg come as see what he needed to tell him. At least it was more considerate than having to tell him over the phone like this.

Stranger: Greg sighed and ran a hand over his face. At 45 he had had reservations about taking an omega so much younger that he was, even if he was arse over teakettle for the brilliant young man, and this was one of the reasons; for all his brilliance sherlock could be so damned rash and it was a little exhausting at times. But he was safe and Greg just wanted to see him and bring him home. “Yes, love. Tell me where you are and I’ll be there.”

You: “Ah yes well… Do you remember that werehouse my brother took you to when we first got together?” Sherlock asked him, waiting for the sound of confirmation that he did remember. “Well I am there are the moment. Well just outside, sitting on the bench. Glad it’s not raining or snowing right now, but it’s not too cold.” Greg knew what he was getting into when they bonded, even before they had begun seeing each other. It wasn’t something that he would change in himself just to suit his mate and society, he’d be damned if he was to conform.

Stranger: The alpha bit his lip. He had no idea what had set the teen off this time and wanted to demand that he explain himself but after a rocky first year of being bonded he had learned to wait until he got an explanation before arguing. It made things easier after all. “I’ll be there shortly.” He hung up and took a deep breath before getting on his way. When he arrived at the warehouse Greg sighed again as he got out and handed Sherlock the jacket he’d brought him. “ Are you alright?”

You: Sherlock was fidgeting while he waited. When he saw Greg’s car, he stood up and put the jacket on, cuddling in the warmth. He must have had the heater on in the car, for that he was grateful. “I’m fine now. Didn’t mean to run off as long as I did. Remember, I had a doctors appointment.” He said, looking at the slightly taller man. “Are you okay?” He asked him, leading Greg back to the car where it was warm now. This was much better than the cold werehouse he’d been in.

Stranger: “I’m not okay but I would like to know why you just ran off and didn’t call anyone for months. I thought something had happened. I don’t demand that you not run off but I think I deserved a simple note. Not weeks of worrying that some criminal had kidnapped you to get back at me. We’re mates, Sherlock. That should mean something to you. /I/ should mean something to you. ” He gripped the steering wheel as he started back home. He was completely in love with the omega but sometimes he wasn’t so sure that the feeling was mutual.

You: “You do mean something to me. I wouldn’t have bonded to you if you didn’t mean anything to me Greg.” Sherlock said, turning to look out of the window. “We are mates and I appreciate that. I appreciate the senitiment of it, even if at times I don’t understand things. But understand that I am just of age and I was scared. I know I should have expected it. I was always told that I would be bonded and bred young, but for it to actually happen now, I got spooked.” He said, not sure if Greg would understand what he actually just told him. Hopefully he did, but he’d have to wait and see if anything actually did get through to him.

Stranger: “Sherlock you’re doing it again. Just say what you mean and don’t be vague with me. It’s one of the few things I really ask of you.” Greg grit his teeth and tried to focus on the road; it wouldn’t do to be pulled over for reckless driving when he was a DI. He probably should have bee n driving when he was running on a handful of hours of sleep and too much coffee. “Just tell me what spooked you. Did you really you don’t want to be bonded to me? What is there to be scared of? I practically let you do whatever you please no matter how weak it makes me look!” His voice was rising and he was losing his calm but he was so damn tired of putting the energy into the bond and making more compromises than he was happy with.

You: “I just basically told you that I was pregnant Greg! Don’t you understand how scary that is. I needed some time to think it over. I am sorry that I ran because of it. I knew that I would, but I still didn’t expect to it happen.” Sherlock huffed, folding his arms above his small bump. It wasn’t so noticeable, but there was definitely a bump on him. “If I make you look weak, even if you knew what you were getting into, why did you bond with me? Why did you ask?” He asked, almost growling. It wasn’t aggressive, but more protective of himself.

Stranger: “What?!” Greg swore as he swerved a little. “Sherlock you can’t just-I’m driving!” Greg shook with the shock of the announcement. When he could, the alpha pulled over and had to take several moments to process what his omega had just said. “You’re pregnant?” He looked at Sherlock in confusion. “You’re pregnant and you didn’t tell me /and/ ran off to some bare warehouse with no supplies or anything?!” The car suddenly felt far too small with too little air; Greg got out of the car and leaned against the car. He’d imagined this moment quite a bit, looked forward to it even, but this was a nightmare. How could Sherlock be so reckless?!

You: “You just told me not to be vague with you. First you want me to not be vague then you want me not to tell you? Make up your mind Greg. I can’t read your mind despite what you may think.” Sherlock said, huffing and looking in the other direction. “Yes I ran off. Yes I didn’t tell you. I’ve apologized so many times already. You know I work differently. Yes, many Omega’s may be looking forward to it, but I am frightened. How can I look after another person, when I can’t even look after myself.” He felt exhausted by this ranting, watching as Greg got out of the car. This was not going good. He should have left a note, or even come back sooner. Told him about it in fact, but he didn’t. Greg knew now and that’s all that mattered.

Stranger: “This can’t be happening.” Greg muttered to himself and paced beside the car, running his hands through his hair. He didn’t speak for several long moments;what could he say? His mate was pregnant and instead of telling him about it and how he felt, he ran away. “ I can’t help you if you won’t let me. I’m your mate, SHer. I want to take care of you! It’s part of our bond! You didn’t even give me a chance. You just left and put yourself and the baby at risk.”

You: “Look I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” Sherlock mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. “If you really don’t want something like this to happen again, why don’t you be like all those other Alpha’s then. Give me your rules if you want. And I didn’t exactly leave as such. I’m giving you the chance now. I am telling you what had me spooked out so badly. It wasn’t you, or our bond, but the fact of something that happened in accordance to it. I am letting you help Greg. Can we just move past this?”

Stranger: Greg laughed bitterly. “Rules? I don’t fucking want to give you rules! I want a mate, not property. And it’s not like you would follow them. I knew that from the start but I had hoped that being in love with with me would make you atleast consider me as someone who would protect you. Did you even consider going to me for help at any point during your little disappearing act? Seriously?” The part that hurt the alpha was that he truly believed that Sherlock hadn’t considered him as someone he could trust. Why else would he run?

You: “I did. The entire time, after I got over the initial shock of it all. I thought of standing up, walking out of there and hailing a cab back home to talk to you and tell you about it.” Sherlock admitted, finally looking up into Greg’s eyes. He could see how hurt he was. The bond was telling him that. He’d felt the worry too, and he tried to give him some reassurance through the bond but it didn’t seem to have worked. “I trust you. You haven’t done anything to make me not trust you. You aren’t like any of the others, I love you for that. I makes me know that the world isn’t traditional and is starting to change. But just because I trust you, doesn’t make it easy to come running when I encounter something that spooks me. I haven’t done that in the past, and to try and switch that over night is difficult. I’ve been trying, and it will take me awhile, but I’m getting there.”

Stranger: Greg sighed and closed his eyes against the stinging at the corners. “Fine.” He said quietly and got back in the car, waiting for sherlock to get in as well. He was too tired to go through this and he had to be ready to go to work and make Sherlock an appointment to make sure the baby was ok. The baby; Greg swore again when he thought of his child. What kind of parent was Sherlock going to be when he couldn’t even manage his own emotions? Would he continue to not eat regularly? Would the child even survive to birth?

You: Sherlock got back into the car, looking at him. He hoped the other would forgive him in time, and he knew it would take a while, but he was sure that they could get through it. “Are you going into work?” The Omega asked him, flattering his eyelashes a little. He wanted to make it up to him. Even if he had to work is arse off and look after himself better. He’d have to make a schedule for himself, something to make sure he ate if this was going to go well.

Stranger: “Don’t.” Greg held a hand up before starting the car. “I have to go in so I can save my days for when the baby is born.” He had no idea how this would shape up and now he felt like he had to prepare for the worst case scenario. He was exhausted and his nerves were completely frayed. He just needed time; oddly enough running away sounded appealing to him in that moment.

You: “I wasn’t doing to ask you to stay at home Greg. I just wanted to know.” He said. “Drop me off at the corner store near the house.” Sherlock requested, though he wasn’t sure if Greg would let him. “I just want to get some things before I go back home.” He added quickly, to make sure he knew he wasn’t going to cheat it and run again. “Do you not want the baby? You’re making it sound like it’s a chore rather than a good thing.”

Stranger: “I could ask you the same thing. What will you do when you start showing? When the baby is born? I want to be happy about this but I can’t ignore the possibility that you won’t do something like this again? This time something that could hurt our baby. You haven’t had any check ups for months! That’s important!” Greg frowned and looked at him. “I’m not dropping you off anywhere.”

You: “Should something like this happen again, I won’t run off. I won’t be spooked.” Sherlock said, looking at him and tilting his head a little. “The baby is fine… I would have known if something was wrong. I won’t do something like that again. I promise. If you want, I’ll even eat more. At least more than I normally do. And I ate while I was there. Sandwiches and I had vitamins as well. Water, bottled of course. Had more than I normally do… Am I going home or with you?”

Stranger: I’ll take you to the store and then home.“ Greg ignored the rest of what he said. He wasn’t ready to believe Sherlock, yet. "I need to sleep and so do you.” He spoke coldly, just trying to get through the evening. I f he could just get some time to focus- to clear his head.“

You: Sherlock winced at the coldness of his tone. He knew it was going to be a trying few days. Tonight was going to be the hardest, he knew that for sure. He had a feeling that Greg wouldn’t take no for an answer, so he’d have to lie in bed and try to sleep. Maybe he’d actually sleep tonight. "Do you not want to eat?” He asked. He’d try to be a better person and mother.

Stranger: “Nope.” Greg answered quietly and pulled into the parking lot. “What do you need?” He glanced at Sherlock. He wanted things to be better but he just couldn’t bear to just blindly trust Sherlock after this.

You: “I’ll go in and get it.” Sherlock said, taking off his seatbelt and went to open the door. He wanted to make Greg’s favourite food and have it as a surprise for when he got home tomorrow, if he was not going to eat today. And he’d get something for himself to eat while he was at it. “Just some food stuff.” He murmured, taking what cash he had left and making his way into the store. Sherlock was sure that Greg could see him, it wasn’t a big place. Soon, he paid and came back.

Stranger: Greg said nothing as Sherlock got back in. He felt somewhat better now that he could smell his mate and know that he was safe again. When they got home he carried the grocery bags in and put them away for Sherlock.vHe didn’t want him over doing it now that he was pregnant. “Ill make you an appointment to get checked on in the morning.” He murmured before kissing Sherlock’s cheek. “I’m going to bed.”

You: Sherlock felt better now. Much better than he had felt in months. Running wasn’t a good idea, and he knew that now. Everyone makes mistakes, and this was one mistake that he regretted now. “Okay, goodnight.” He murmured back, a small smile on his face at the kiss to his cheek. He kissed Greg’s cheek a bit. Starting on a little bit of food for himself, he ate alone before going to their room an hour later.

Stranger: Despite his exhaustion, Greg was still awake when he smelled his mate before he entered. “Hey.” He muttered and turned over to face his husband. “Want me to run you a bath?” He couldn’t stand to not take care of Sherlock, even when he was angry, and it wasn’t like he was sleeping either.

You: “I was just going to come to bed, but I think a bath may be a good idea.” Sherlock gave him a small smile. “Would you like to join me in the bath, well shower? It’s too late for a bath.” He said. He probably smelt and going to bed stinking was not a good idea. It would likely irritate Greg and he didn’t want to make him any more uncomfortable than he had been.

Stranger: Greg nodded and got up, padding off to the bathroom to turn the water on. When it was hot, he pulled off his own clothes a waited for sherlock to undress. The sight of the small but noticeable bump made his breath catch as he stared. “So- so how far along are you?”

You: Sherlock undressed, not being ashamed of how his body looked. He had been in the beginning, never having got on with many people. But it was apart of him, and without it he wouldn’t be who he was today. Looking down at the bumping, he touched his stomach a little, giving it a little rub. “Well I’ve been gone four months, and I was just over a month when I found out… Five months I should say.” Sherlock answered, looking back at him.

Stranger: Greg took a shuddering breath. So much lost time; they had 4 months to prepare, he had 4 months to prepare to be a father. It made him a little light headed to know that. “Four months then? Til the baby is born?”

You: “Techniqually it’s five months if you think about it solely in weeks, but many people only find out around the fourth or fifth month that they are expecting. Mummy didn’t know until half way through her fifth month about me.” Sherlock reassured him, trying to let him know that maybe if he hadn’t gone to the doctors when he did, because lord knows he hates the doctors and hospital, he would have been so oblivious until Greg made him go. “But yes, four months. We have a spare room and I can do that up while you work. It gives us enough time.”

Stranger: Greg wanted to argue that for them it wasn’t enough time, that they didn’t have the same relationship as either of their parents but he kept his mouth shut. What would be the point. “I suppose. We’ll need to start saving money and cutting back so we can start a uni fund and make sure we can get the nursery up.”

You: “Greg, money is not an issue.” Sherlock told him when the other started to worry about money. “I can put in £100 every week in a separate bank account for our son or daughter. Just use the money I have that is just sitting there. I don’t use it often, so we can put it to use. You get paid a good amount and I’ll start taking money for the cases I take on. The cases that are below a 7. Those are easy enough to solve at home. We can do it? It can’t be that hard, right?”

Stranger: “Right. Well excuse me for wanting to provide for my mate and my child.” Greg winced at his own sharpness. “Sorry. I just- It’s been a lot to take in and feel like I don’t have very much time before I-we, have to be ready for this.” He stepped into the shower and held the curtain back for Sherlock.

You: “I’ll put it in until we have enough money to set aside each month. I’m not doing anything with it. What’s mine is yours right?” Sherlock murmured, entering the shower and leaning back on Greg a little. “And it’s okay. I shouldn’t have just sprung this on you the way I did and expect you to just accept it without any problems.” These few months by himself made him appreciate Greg even more than he had before.

Stranger: “I know. I just want to do what comes naturally to me, yeah? I need to take care of you but I’m trying to give you what you need without getting the same. If this is going to work, I need you to take my needs into consideration and our baby’s” He sighed and rubbed his mate’s shoulders firmly, pressing his nose into the dark curls.

You: “I was never a good person to mate with.” Sherlock laughed at himself, shaking his head a little. “I’ll try better to be a better person. But you’ll have to tell me. I’m not very good with noticing ‘human nature’. It still very much confuses me. And I guess it’s the same with my own emotions as well.”

Stranger: “I will as long as you try. I love you with everything I have, Sherlock.” The alpha wrapped his arms around his mate tightly and kissed his bond bite slowly. “Let me protect you and help you be better. I swear I don’t want to make you someone else. Just the better version.”

You: Sherlock leaned into him, his eyes closing as the bond bite was kissed. That was nice. “I love you as well… So much. Protect me as much as you want and need. Make me as better as you can. Maybe I can become a better version of myself.” He murmured, though he wasn’t sure what the better version of himself was. “What is the better version of myself?” The younger asked.

Stranger: “I don’t know but I can’t wait to see it.” Greg smiled. “Let’s get you washed up and in bed. You need your rest.” The alpha grabbed the body wash and slowly bathed his mate, something that Sherlock rarely let him do. Then he worked the omega’s favorite shampoo into the inky curls slowly. He needed this, need to reconnect with his mate.

You: Sherlock smiled back at him, letting him wash his body and hair. He needed this, and having Greg doing this for him made it even better. Maybe he should do this more often. Let bond like this. It made for an intimate bonding without a sexual inlet to it. “Here, let me do you as well.”

Stranger: Greg smiled and kissed Sherlock chastely before giving access to his own body. “Thank you. For trying.” He sighed at the first touch. It was comforting to have the closeness where he could just focus on them in the moment.

You: Sherlock copied Greg’s movements, lathering his body with the scented soap that he adored. It was a subtle scent but it always made him happy and comforted. Probably stemmed from something he found comforting in his childhood that stayed with him. “You’re welcome.” He said. “Do you need your hair washing, or is it okay for now?”

Stranger: “It’s fine. but…” he looked at the bump between them. “May i? Touch I mean.” He stammered and blushed. He wanted to know more about the child. “I just-can’t believe you- we-we-we’re going to be parents.” He smiled about it for the first time.

Link: ao3 Rating: Explicit Pairing: Johnlockstrade Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Main Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha Greg Lestrade, Omega Sherlock Holmes, Omega John Watson, Polyamory, Established Relationship, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating, Threesome - M/M/M, Knotting, Mating Bites, Bonding Word Count: 3481

Summary:

“You’re nervous, aren’t you?”

“Brilliant deduction,” sarcasm dripped.

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Sherlock’s nerves emerge as his heat draws near, but he intends to go through with it. He wants to bond with Greg and have a matching bondmark with John

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[Sequel to my Making It Three fic, you don't necessarily need to read the first one though.]

Awwww. Such a cute idea, very short, and posted mostly for reference and as a log. Thank you stranger! It was so cute and I adore Mycroft being called by 'Cherub.'

Stranger: Oh Mikey, it's so nice of you and Gregory staying here over the weekend. He's such a lovely man- and handsome too. -Mummy

You: Yes, well, he suggested it was time to pay a visit. -MH

I love Omegalock and I love Mystrade. I love all of it. So thank you stranger!

Stranger: Mycroft did I do something wrong during your heat? Why am I getting the cold shoulder? -GL

You: [Delayed Response] I apologize if I seem to be... Avoiding you, Gregory. I am merely busy. -MH