“Hi,” you said shyly, tucking your hair behind your ear. You could hardly look at her, wondering, for the first time, how she perceived you when you both knew exactly what you’d been up to in the hours she was away. But upon seeing your weary state, Mina immediately ushered you in to sit down and reached for the takeout. You tried to help her set up the food, but she wouldn’t let you. 

You didn’t realize just how hungry you had been until she set a plate in front of you. Rice, salmon, vegetables, all of it was delicious. You really tried not to wolf down your food, but you were so focused on eating that it was impossible for you to hold a conversation with Mina while you ate. In lieu of conversing, the Alpha turned on a drama for the two of you to watch instead. When you were finally sated, you felt ready to sleep for days. Savoring your last bite, though, you knew Mina must have invited you over for more than a meal with zero conversation. You turned your attention back to the Alpha and started to take off your shirt, feeling about as ready as you could be for another round of sex. You prayed it would be gentler than what you’d endured earlier. 

But to your surprise, Mina stopped you. The Alpha covered her eyes when you started pulling your shirt over your head. 

“Wait!” she said, batting at your arm to get you to stop. “I just kinda wanna…I don’t know, hang out? If that’s okay..?” You could have cried from how grateful you felt at that moment. You immediately pulled your shirt back down, watching her make space for you on the couch. 

Tiny emotional warning bells went off in your head as she pulled you closer to her to cuddle, but your body turned them off and you let her hold you, resting with your head against her chest. You knew you needed to sort through whatever was happening beneath the surface with Mina, but it just wasn’t the time— it was never the right time. What it was, though, was comfortable. 

As time passed, the two of you became deeply embroiled in a debate over what movie you both wanted to watch. While browsing for backup options, when suddenly you realized how gross you probably looked, and smelled, to Mina after being repeatedly ravaged and scented by Momo and Sana. 

“Oh god,” you said, embarrassed. “I- I should shower.” You sat up quickly, leaving the warmth of her arms. 

“You could shower here,” Mina said, not quite ready for you to leave. “Or, actually,” her voice grew softer, “I might have an idea.” 

She let you rinse off quickly in her shower to get the remnants of sex and sweat off your body, and then Mina ran a bath for you, wanting to give you a bit of aftercare she knew Momo and Sana absolutely weren’t giving you. That’s what she said it was, anyway. To you, it felt like far more than what she probably was expected to do for her end of the contract, but you let it go. The visual of the bath when it was ready was far too tempting to pass up.

She held your hand as she helped you into the tub. The warm water felt incredible on your aching muscles, and you let out a slow hum of approval. You brightened instantly as you sat down to settle in. The bubbles and water running over your skin made your bruises, bites and scratches shiny like fresh tattoos. Mina admired you quietly, secretly committing the image to her memory. 

With more energy to converse now, you asked about the rest of her day as you reached for the bar of soap to start washing yourself. Mina took it instead, insisting you let her do the work for you. You went back and forth a little, but when she finally just said, “Y/N, please?” you caved. 

Your cheeks went bright pink while she washed you gently, even taking care to not get shampoo or conditioner in your eyes when she rinsed out your hair. She told you about the rest of her day– the shops she visited, the meal she ate while she was out, about the people and landscapes she saw. 

She trailed off, distracted by how cute you looked surrounded by all of the bubbles in the bath. The way you looked at her while you listened attentively made her heart twist with want and ache. She wished Momo and Sana could see you like this. Maybe it would make them take more care with you after fucking you for hours. Maybe she wouldn’t be so sour about sharing you with them if they just looked after you a little more. Or maybe she should just put an end to it and finally tell them– tell you– 

“...Alpha?” 

The sound of your voice brought her back to reality. Mina frowned. “You don’t have to call me that,” she said. 

You smiled softly. “I know, I was just trying to get your attention because your name didn’t.” 

She blushed a little. “Oh. Sorry,” she said. 

You shook your head. “No, no. I just wanted to know if…” you hesitated, holding onto the edge of the tub. Maybe this was a bad idea. “...you would join me?” you gestured to the tub. “We could drain this and add more fresh hot water.” 

Mina’s big, brown eyes blinked quietly at you. 

Oh fuck, you thought. You totally had misread her. You opened your mouth to say forget it, but then you saw Mina smile. Like, really smile, the cute gummy smile you got out of her sometimes. “Okay,” she said, getting up from the floor where she’d been kneeling beside the tub. 

She dimmed some of the lighting and, after adding more hot water and more bubbles, Mina finally ditched her clothes and joined you. You tried not to stare, but you couldn’t help but admire her body as she got comfortable in the water with you. You knew this probably violated your contract in some way, something about fairness and equal turns and time, but you didn’t care. Clearly Mina didn’t, either.  

“Do you have enough room?” she asked, and you nodded. 

The two of you relaxed together. At first, you were across from one another, but when Mina wanted to stretch out a bit, you moved over to her side of the tub. You wrapped yourself around Mina naturally, the water gently covering and then retreating from the curves of both of your bodies. Your fingertips found their way through swaths of bubbles and onto her skin, tracing over her collarbone, down her shoulder, along her arm. 

Your eyes wandered over the rest of her body, mesmerized by the rise and fall of her pale chest, the way her breasts were barely hidden beneath what the transparent bubbles did their best to cover. Even though you were bone tired, you found yourself getting a bit wet the more you admired her. Mina hadn’t put her hair up and her long, black locks swirled in the water. She’d never looked more siren-esque. You didn’t realize your scent had gotten stronger until Mina suddenly cleared her throat.

“Y/N…” she said, taking a slow breath. “Are you okay?” 

You blushed, suddenly looking up from staring at the beauty marks near her lips. “Hm? Oh, I’m fine.”

The Alpha chuckled lightly. “Are you sure? Maybe it’s time to get out before you turn into a prune.” 

“No!” you protested with a laugh, readjusting yourself in the water and absentmindedly straddling her waist. You just wanted to keep her close for a little longer. “If anyone’s turning into a prune it’s y–” you stopped suddenly as you felt something. 

Mina realized at the same time you did: she was getting hard. 

“Shit,” the Alpha said under her breath, backing away from you, trying to create a little distance. “I’m sorry, let me get out and–”  

“Mina no, no,” you said softly, reaching for her hand. A light wave of desire rolled through you as your fingers touched hers. “Let me help you.” 

The Alpha shook her head in disbelief. “Y/N no, you already took all of us once today! You should be resting. Please, let me get out and get you a towel.” 

“Mina,” you said, now intentionally planting yourself in her lap so she couldn’t get up, “I can smell your scent too, you know.” 

Mina blushed deeply. “Which is why I should really–” 

“Please?” you said. It wasn’t like you to beg like this, especially in the state you were in. You knew you shouldn’t, but you did it anyway: you released some of your scent quickly in a last ditch effort to change her mind. 

“Hey!” Mina protested a moment later when your scent hit her nose, but then came her own strengthened scent. The Alpha mulled it over for a few seconds. “Are you absolutely sure?” 

You nodded, putting one hand on Mina’s shoulder to steady yourself as you reached down, your hand hovering above her hardened member. “May I?” 

The Alpha nodded. You took her cock in your hand as you straddled her, pumping her length slowly. Mina’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment. “Y-you really don’t have t-”

You interrupted her, kissing her soft, parted lips. “I want to,” you said firmly. 

The Alpha looked stunned. “A-aren’t you not supposed to…to do that…” 

It was true– your contract didn’t forbid it, but kissing an Alpha on their lips was discouraged, lest it lead to feelings and thoughts of mating. But Mina’s mouth fell open as she watched you guide her cock between your legs, forgetting she’d said anything as you sank down on her length. She let out a soft moan, and you whimpered immediately at the fullness. 

She held onto your hips lightly, trying to thrust into you as gently as she could. But even with the slower pace, the water in the bathtub threatened to spill over. Sliding out of you, you watched inquisitively as Mina maneuvered her way out from beneath you and stood up in the water. 

“We’ll flood the bathroom,” she said with a hint of a smile, climbing out of the tub. Her stiff cock hit her thigh lightly as she stood and toweled off. “I promise the bed’s more comfy anyway.” 

Eyes fixated on her, you nodded wordlessly, letting the Alpha help you out of the tub and into a warm, fluffy towel. As soon as you both were nice and dry, you were in her bed, straddling Mina once again. One hand held onto her shoulder as you picked up where you’d left off: sitting down on her full length, while your other hand held Mina’s own hand in place as she cupped your face lightly. 

Mina took great care with how she handled your sore body as she fucked you. Her touch was gentle, almost loving, as were the words of pure praise she whispered to you while she thrust into you as gently as she could manage. Her eyes were shut tight in concentration to keep her Alpha instincts in check so she wouldn’t hurt you. Something about her tenderness and self restraint made you want to cry, but you told yourself it was just because you were overtired. Mina bit her tongue when she came, burying her head in your neck to avoid admitting something she knew she shouldn’t as she filled you up once more for the evening. She insisted on getting you off afterward, her delicate hands wrapped around your thighs as she lapped slowly and skillfully at your cunt until you came in her mouth. 

Entirely spent, you allowed Mina to dress you in one of her t-shirts. You attempted to sit up to find the rest of your clothes, but the Alpha quickly talked you into sleeping with her in her bed instead of going back to your room. Not that it would have taken much convincing given how badly you needed to rest, but Mina was still secretly delighted you were going to stay. 

As soon as she was done getting ready for bed, she climbed under the covers with you and you snuggled up to her sleepily. You had not a single second to unpack any of your thoughts before you promptly fell asleep feeling warm and protected against Mina’s chest. 

The Alpha held you close for a few minutes, allowing herself to be selfish and scent you heavily before gently moving you to a more comfortable sleeping position beside her. She watched you as you slept, her eyes taking in every detail of your face from your eyelashes down to the relaxed corners of your mouth. 

When you noticed her watching as you chopped vegetables, you stopped. 

“I’m sorry,” you said sheepishly. “I’m not letting you help with much, am I?” 

Mina shook her head, a soft smile on her face. “I don’t mind,” she said. “I kinda like it.” 

Skeptical, your eyebrows went up. “But then I’m not including you on what we drink or how spicy dinner’s going to be. Or what if you actually hated all of my vegetable choices for tonight and here I am making you eat them!” 

Mina laughed. “I’m not as picky as Soyeon when it comes to vegetables.” Your cheeks burned at the mention of Soyeon, but Mina continued. “I mean it, I really don’t mind,” she said. “And you look good doing it. I’d prefer it be that way, anyway.”  

There was so much to take in from Mina’s comments, but you only hummed in response. While you turned off the stove and rinsed your hands off one last time, Mina set plates on the counter. While you started dividing the meal between the two of you, she grabbed two sets of cutlery and chopsticks out from a drawer.  

Mina really was a unique Alpha. And if she was into kitchen tops— you froze for a moment, stealing a glance at her. Maybe it was too soon for wishful thinking, but maybe, just maybe Mina would be open to other kinds of tops, too. 

That last thought gave you butterflies: getting to push all of Mina’s buttons and making her lose her collected, quiet facade. You wondered what she looked like when she was turned on. Was she still shy when she was rutting? Had she ever…begged? 

You nearly dropped the plates of hot food as you went to set them down on her table. 

“Sorry!” you said quickly. 

Normally conversation flowed easily between the two of you, but you were almost as quiet as she was. You watched her mouth move as she ate, your eyes moving up from the beauty marks near her lips up to the one on the bridge of her nose. 

“Y/N?” the Alpha was suddenly looking at you, concerned. 

“Huh?”

“I said are you okay? You were kind of zoned out.”

You blinked. “Oh! Yeah, I’m fine,” you said, quickly reaching for your drink. 

“What were you thinking about?” 

You nearly choked. “Uh,” you stalled, trying to think of anything, literally anything besides Mina and rutting. 

You took a second too long to pause. Now you couldn’t lie—  it would be obvious. So instead, you truthfully stumbled over all of the words that came out of your mouth next. 

“You,” you said. “And what you said earlier. About me cooking and you preferring…” you trailed off. 

Mina’s eyes widened a little, but she just nodded, taking her time with her next bite of food.

You couldn’t help but try to fill the nervous silence. “It just caught me off guard. But not in a bad way!” you laughed a little. “Most Alphas I’ve known want to be in charge all the time. It’s—”

“I know my personality probably isn’t quite like what you’re used to—” Mina started. 

“No, no!” you interrupted quickly. “I mean, yes, but it’s nice,” you said. 

"Oh," was all Mina said. There was a beat of silence. You knew you should change the subject, but you just couldn't. Not yet.

“Can I ask what you like about…” you prayed to god she was picking up on what you were trying to ask. “Like, you’d rather someone else decide what’s for dinner?”

“Alright,” Mina replied. You could tell she was studying you, choosing her words carefully. “I just like people who know what they want.” 

“Why?” You cursed internally for asking so fast. You worried Mina was going to be kicking you out soon just like Soyeon. 

Mina blushed, letting out a shy laugh. “You're so..." she trailed off. "I don’t know. Alphas are always viewed as the ones with all the power, the ones who should be making big decisions for them and their Omegas. But I don’t want it— that power,” she said. “I find it mesmerizing when Omegas realize they're powerful like Alphas.” 

“What do you mean?” you were literally leaning in now to listen to her, dinner remnants abandoned. 

Mina shrugged. In her head she thought this was very weird, but it was also nice to have someone genuinely interested in how she felt. “Think about it,” she said. “At the end of the day, it’s the Omegas that have what we– what Alphas want. Their attention. And–” Mina’s voice got a little softer, suddenly shy again. “To…I mean, we rut, of course so we want them in that way, too. We try so hard to get their attention, and once we have it, we can be so possessive over them. It should be the other way around, though, Omegas shouldn’t be the ones begging for Alphas to–” she paused. “But I know most Omegas really like take-charge Alphas.” 

You scoffed, then threw Mina an apologetic glance, not wanting her to think you thought it was a stupid answer. “Most? I guess, maybe,” you said, reaching to grab your now empty plate, “but definitely not all.” 

You started clearing dishes and collecting utensils to bring over to the sink when you stopped suddenly. You turned back to Mina. 

“Wait on the couch for me?” you asked. It was a test. A small one, but a test nonetheless and both of you knew it. You were curious, wanting to get a feel for just how submissive the Alpha might be. 

Mina bit back a smile and got up. “Sure,” she said. She turned to look back at you before leaving the kitchen, a brief, curious glance. 

You took your time washing up, wiping down her kitchen before finally going back to Mina in her living room. You sat down next to her wordlessly, taking in her scent while she undoubtedly took in yours. There was tension now. You could feel it. You were hyper-aware of your arm brushing up against Mina’s– how soft her hair looked, how her scent was becoming slightly stronger. 

You can’t remember if she asked you or you asked her about kissing, but suddenly it was happening and you felt like you were going to burst into flames, your desire was so strong. 

Mina’s lips were soft and light. Even when kissing, she was shy at first. But as you continued to make out, slow and shy became less bashful and more sensual. Your hands found their way into her hair, then down her neck and shoulders. 

With a bit of help from Mina, you shifted into her lap and straddled her. You were still kissing her when you went to sit in her lap. And as soon as you sat, you felt it. 

You’d made the Alpha hard. Very hard. 

The older girl broke the kiss, stifling a groan.  

Her scent, you realized, was everywhere now. You got wet almost instantly, adding your scent to mix in with hers. 

You looked at each other for a moment before you hastily got off of her lap. 

“I’m sorry,” you said. “We totally don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” You moved away slightly, giving her a little space. “And you can kick me out if you’d rather take care of it alone. Otherwise, I’m more than willing to…” you glanced down, unable to resist a peek. “...help,” you finished. 

Mina licked her lips while she thought. She looked you over slowly, subtly reminding you of her Alpha status. There was always something about the way Alphas did that– looking at you with a sort of hunger in their eyes. You rarely felt like an Omega outside of your heat, but that look? You lowered your eyes instinctively. 

Normally, Mina would have said no. She would have been too shy to let you continue. But she was just as curious about you as you were about her. She nodded. “Okay,” she said, eyeing your mouth. 

You felt like you were going to explode. You had to remind yourself to breathe as you leaned in to kiss her again, your hand working its way up her thigh. You deepened the kiss, cupping her bulge lightly. 

“Ah,” Mina broke away from your lips for a moment to watch your hand gently rub her over her clothes. 

“May I?” you asked softly, your hand moving toward the zipper on her pants, and she nodded again. 

In a few quick movements, Mina’s pants were unbuttoned and unzipped. Her eyes were wide as she watched you, her breathing a little shallower. 

“Is this still okay?” you asked, hand hovering over her boxers. 

“Yes,” Mina breathed. 

Fishing her cock out, you let out a little moan as you started to pump her length in your hand. Mina was even bigger than she looked. Her scent hit you hard now, making you swoon a little. 

You moved down onto the floor, placing yourself between her legs. After helping Mina out of her pants and boxers, you turned your attention back to her stiff cock. Kneeling in front of her, you gently kissed her tip. 

Mina’s heart pounded in her chest. It had been a long time since she’d let anyone touch her. You hadn’t even done anything yet and already she felt like she could cum. 

With her permission, you kissed your way up her length, starting from the base. Then, slowly, you took her into your mouth. 

The Alpha moaned, her head tilting back and eyes closing for a moment. Her fingers curled into the couch a bit. 

Your tongue swirled over the tip, coaxing her to let more of her length fill your mouth and slide into your throat. You took as much of her in as you could, and what didn’t fit in your mouth, you teased with your hand. 

Everything you did felt like heaven to her, and Mina whimpered in response. 

You paused for a moment, watching her. “Does that feel good?” you asked. She nodded. 

In one swift motion, then you took one of her hands and guided it through your hair, to the back of your head. 

“Show me what you like,” you said. “Let me make you feel good.” 

Mina’s cock twitched at that, and she nodded, guiding your head back down. You went back to work, bobbing on her length. Mina’s grip was light at first, but soon her fingers had a tighter hold on your hair and she pulled you further down on her cock, nearly making you gag. 

You moaned as she began to fuck up into your throat, holding you still as she used you, her hips thrusting swiftly. 

“Y/N,” she rasped. She was closer to coming than she thought. She released you suddenly, hips stilling. “I-, sorry, i-is it okay if I, um–” 

You smiled, catching your breath. “You really are shy, how cute. Yes, you can cum in my mouth if you want.” 

It was all the Alpha needed for encouragement. With a light groan, Mina snaked her hand back through your hair, bringing her cock to your lips once again. 

It didn’t take long before you felt her thighs tense and her breathing become a little uneven. 

“Y-Y/N,” she said breathlessly, “Fuck, I’m going to…” 

Panting a little, the Alpha released her load into your mouth. She threw her head back and moaned as you swallowed everything she had to give. Greedily, you licked her clean before finally coming up for air yourself. 

Mina was blushing furiously when you looked up at her, a sheepish smile on her face. 

You went over to Soyeon’s a few days later, but your incompatibility in bed was clear as soon as the two of you were in her bedroom. Neither one of you finished, and she seemed almost relieved when you made your exit at 1:30 in the morning. 

She didn’t message you again after that. You felt a little discouraged, until you matched with TWICE’s Jihyo a week later. 

You met her for drinks and then she invited you back to her place. As the leader of her group and with plans for her solo album debut underway, Jihyo was at her most confident. 

The more you got to know her, the faster you realized that you and Jihyo would make far better friends than lovers. She was just as ambitious as you, just as opinionated, just as competitive and stubborn as you. 

You didn’t have sex, let alone kiss, but you left having made a genuine friend. She looked pensive as you left, reaching for her phone before her front door finished closing behind you.

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When Somi asked you how you liked the app when you walked into the studio for a practice next week, you made a face. 

You made her wait until you took a coffee break before speaking openly. “I’m not very…compatible with these Alphas,” you said, choosing your words carefully in the cafe you two were in line at. 

“Oh come on, you basically became Jihyo’s new best friend!” Somi said, paying for you both. “And Soyeon? More like ‘so what.’ Besides, two dates is hardly a splash in the dating pool,” she said. “You never know,” she added mysteriously, pressing an iced coffee into your hand. 

“I guess,” you said, only half-convinced. 

But later that night, you thought about Somi's words and went back on the app.

Just a few profiles in, you saw an unexpected but familiar face: TWICE’s Mina.

You always forgot Mina was an Alpha. 

Mina was one of the most reserved idols you’d ever known. Well, maybe not known— more like, seen from afar. On the outside she sometimes came off as aloof, but she was an extremely hard worker from what you had seen, and undeniably pretty on top of all of her talent. 

Curious, you swiped right. It was a match. 

It took a few days, but Mina finally messaged you. You set up a time and place to meet, and when the night came, you found yourself uncharacteristically nervous. 

You knew how to flirt with cocky Alphas. It was a game. Stroke their ego and they’d eventually stroke you, so to speak. But Mina wasn’t like that. None of your dating strategies worked in this situation.

Mina didn’t fit into any of the stereotypical Alpha boxes you’d come to expect. She was never overbearing or aggressive, more demure than cocky. Mina didn’t feel the need to try for attention-- she knew she held everyone’s interest simply for being herself. She was regarded as one of the calmest, coolest, most collected Alphas by other Alphas in the industry. 

The bar she chose to meet you at was an upscale Japanese bar. Just from taking in the decor while walking in, you knew you were going to burn through your dancer’s salary at a sickeningly swift pace. 

As you made your way over to the small table she was at, far off in the back, you felt her eyes on you the entire time. Her gaze followed you as you sat down beside her. 

When you greeted her, the Alpha’s voice was soft. The energy between the two of you at first was nervous but friendly. You thought about releasing a little of your scent to calm the environment, but decided against it, not knowing how Mina would respond. The Japanese Alpha was nearly done with her first drink, you noticed. You glanced down at her glass and she gave you an apologetic look. 

“I got here early,” she said, and you started nodding empathetically, thinking about how stressful her schedules must be, but then she finished: “It was either come early or lose the will to come at all. I hate…dating.”

It was a startling introduction. Unable to look at you, Mina scanned the room to see if any wait staff were nearby. Her lack of eye contact made you nervous for a moment. Maybe she still didn't want to be here. trying Most Omegas would internalize that thought negatively, but to you, it was a challenge. You were worth the inconveniences that came with dating, and you'd show her why.

You joined Mina in her scan for a waiter and spotted one. You smiled and nodded in his direction when you made eye contact, and he made his way over. You ordered a drink, double. Without thinking, you added, “...and I think she’d like another,” gesturing to Mina’s now empty glass.  

Mina blushed, looking at you with appreciative surprise. “Thank you,” she said when he left. 

You waved it off. “If you hate dating so much," you started, "why'd you come?” you asked.

This was not the way either one of you imagined starting the night off. “I–” Mina hesitated, clearing her throat. "Because you went out with Jihyo.” 

It was your turn to blush. Before you could say anything, she spoke again. 

“She didn’t say anything bad. She actually told me that I might…like you," she said, her voice lowering a bit.

Amused, you settled into your seat, a smile spreading slowly across your lips. 

“Oh? Well then what else did she say?” 

More pink rose to Mina’s cheeks. “Just that I’d probably think you were funny. And that maybe–” she cut herself off, shaking her head. “Nothing, that’s all.” 

You were curious, but didn’t want to pry, so you moved on to talking about other things after your drinks came. The two of you got along well. It was easy to make Mina laugh, you discovered. The way she covered her mouth when she really cracked a smile was cute. 

After a while you noticed Mina’s glass was getting low again. As you studied the drink menu, you asked her questions about the kind of drinks and alcohol she liked.

“Can I order for you?” you blurted the moment there was a break in your conversation. “I think there’s one on here you’d like.”

The Alpha’s eyebrows rose in surprise, but she nodded. 

When you put in your last order for drinks, you pointed to the drink names without saying them as you ordered. You asked for an ingredient change for one of them, the one for Mina, careful to avoid saying the actual ingredient being swapped out in case Mina peeked at the other drink menu left on your table. 

“I want it to be a surprise,” you explained. 

The sake grapefruit cocktail you ordered for her was a success. 

“Oh!” she said after her first sip. “I wasn’t expecting that. It’s good.” 

She held out her phone open and you took it, peering at the rectangular screen. At first glance, it looked like someone’s dating profile. Except…

The someone was you. All of the photos were of you. The profile was blank, except for your name and age. The words “PROFILE UNCLAIMED/INACTIVE” were just below your name. 

“What? What is this?” you said, nearly throwing her phone back at her. “That’s me!” 

Somi winced, taking her phone back quickly. “I had a feeling you didn’t set it up.” 

“Set what up? What the hell is that?” you asked, now wondering whether you should ask to see it again. “Oh my god, is my identity being sto–”

“It’s an app,” Somi said quickly, lowering her voice as a few more dancers scurried by you. “Calm down, it’s not that bad! It's like–” she hesitated. “It’s like Tinder, but mostly for idol Alphas and Omegas.” 

Your eyes widened. “Idols? But then how am I on there?” 

“I said mostly,” Somi said, emphasizing the word. “If you’re known or noticed by other idols, sometimes they add outsiders they think are hot, like hair and makeup artists, music photographers, dancers, you get it.”

You stared at Somi. You watched as she ran a few of her fingers through her bangs and combed through them, as if that offered some sort of additional explanation. 

“How do you know all of this?” you asked, crossing your arms. “Are– are you on there?”

Somi's face went pink. “No– not right now,” the other Omega said, lowering her voice. “I just finished my heat so I’m kind of taking a break.” 

Questions sprouted in your mind like leaves. “So you’ve used it? You have a profile?" Alpha idols?! "Let me see your profile! How does it work? Who have you matched with?” 

Somi's fearful expression was long gone now, replaced with excitement. “Slow down, Y/N!  I’ll tell you everything on the walk to the train. That account is all yours if you want it.” 

After getting instructions from Somi on how to claim your profile and create login credentials for yourself, you went home. You threw your phone on your bed and jumped in after it. Somi told you you’d have to verify your identity if you claimed your profile. You hated how eager you were to get up and go root around in your bag for your ID. You doubted you were going to have the kind of luck Somi told you she’d had. Wait. Did you trust Somi's taste in Alphas? You paused, ID in hand. They better not all be ugly.

You relocated to your kitchen. You set your phone and ID down on the counter while you grabbed a bottle of red wine and a glass. 

After taking a long sip, curiosity won out and you unlocked your phone. You downloaded the app and followed the prompts on your screen to claim your profile. The privacy agreement was one of the longest you'd ever scrolled through. After, you uploaded photographs of your ID and submitted a selfie to verify your identity. Your internet privacy morals? Out the window.

Please be worth it. 

A few minutes later, you were into your new account and you quickly made some adjustments to your profile. You swapped out some of the photos of yourself for ones you liked better and threw together a short bio. An ‘O’ appeared on your profile after your name and age. 

Buzzing with excitement, you tapped your way back to the home screen quickly. Now you finally could browse and see which Alphas awaited you, and which non-idols had been deemed well known enough (hot enough) to be included. Your eyes widened. There were way more Alpha profiles than you thought there would be. 

Taking a breath, you slowly and meticulously started swiping through profiles, reading every line of the bios and taking in each photo. Some of the names and faces you saw made your eyebrows lift in surprise, others made perfect sense in your mind: i-dle’s Yuqi, Red Velvet’s Seulgi, Dreamcatcher’s Siyeon.

The idea of not matching with some of the Alphas you saw was devastating, but matching with them was even scarier to think about. 

Emotionally you wilted when it wasn't an immediate match with Fromis_9’s Chaeyoung, but then you remembered you had only just let your profile go live. You closed the app, moving on with your night to give yourself some time to be swiped on. 

You ate and showered. When you came back to your room to get dressed, you noticed a new notification on your phone. Your first match!

Your eyes went wide when you saw who it was: i-dle’s Soyeon. 

A wave of excited warmth rushed over you. You flicked through her photos, admiring the pretty Alpha. You then frowned for a moment, remembering one of the app’s antiquated traditional rules. Alphas had the first move– Omegas couldn’t send a message first. 

You sat there for a few moments, as if willing a notification to come through, but your phone stayed motionless in your hand. You set it down, ready to move onto doing something else. You would not wait around. 

After washing your dishes and helping yourself to a second glass of wine, you settled in on your couch to read for a bit. Just as you were about to pick up where you left off, your phone vibrated. 

Somi let out a squeal that made the rest of the dancers glance over curiously. “Sorry!” she whispered, letting you whack her arm. “But oh my god?! Wait, haven’t you already spent the night?”

“No!” you answered, trying to fan yourself a little and rid yourself of the mortified blush that had taken over your face. “I’m kind of scared she’s going to change her mind.” 

“She won’t,” Somi said, handing you your water bottle when you finished with your snack. “I just know it.” 

When Saturday afternoon rolled around, Somi’s prediction proved to be true. You almost wished she was with you for moral support while you waited for Mina to let you into her apartment. Instead, it was just you and your small overnight bag.

As soon as Mina opened the door for you, though, your nerves faded. 

************************************************************************

“Do you trust me?”

You were in Mina’s bedroom now after a heavy makeout session on her couch. The two of you made it to her bedroom, but the clothing on the top half of your body didn’t.  

Mina nodded, and you smiled smugly. “Then sit, please,” you said. 

Mina sat at the edge of her bed, bare from the waist up, and watched you sink down onto your knees before her. 

This wasn’t the original plan. Initially, the two of you had discussed making dinner together again and going from there, but Mina didn’t last long before her mind wandered. When you turned around earlier in the kitchen to hand her a glass of wine and caught her staring at your ass, you mentally accepted that dinner was going to be late. 

You took a moment to eye her hungrily while she sat back on the bed for you. “Look how hard you are already,” you said. “And I haven’t even touched you yet.” 

Mina shifted her weight on the bed, an unmistakable erection poking up from under her pants. Wordlessly, your hands moved up her thighs. You took your time, making her breath hitch slightly when you made your way to her belt. You undid it slowly, along with her pants’ button and zipper. But this time, before going any further, you stood up, sliding her belt out of her pants wrapping it up in your hand.

Mina swallowed thickly as you moved onto the bed, settling behind her. Leaning down, you used one hand to move her hair away from her neck while the other reached for her hand. Kissing your way up from her neck to her jaw, you worked swiftly to use the Alpha’s own belt to tie her hands behind her back. 

“There,” you said, moving out from behind her. 

Standing before her again, you took her face in your hand. The changed power dynamic made both of your scents grow stronger. You inhaled deeply, then used your index finger to lightly lift Mina’s face, just beneath her chin. 

“Did you miss me, jagi?” you purred. 

You both knew she had. Ever since the night you came over to cook for her, Mina had made it very clear she wanted to see you again. After you had set a day and time, the text conversation between the two of you quickly moved on to more explicit topics. 

During the week, Mina’s texts were the only ones you read and replied to right when they came in. You were now well versed– only on paper, for now– in Mina’s likes and dislikes, hard limits, desires and fantasies, among other things. You couldn’t believe some of the things she had confessed she liked, and now your Omega instincts were demanding to give in, to give her exactly what she wanted: you, holding all the power. 

“Yes,” Mina replied, closing her eyes as you cupped her over her jeans. 

Dropping swiftly to your knees, you got back between her legs. “Such a big Alpha,” you said teasingly, starting to slide her pants and boxers down. You cast them both aside on her bedroom floor. 

Realistically, you had absolutely no right to tease. The Japanese Alpha wasn’t just well endowed– she was massive, the kind of big that made you do a double take even though you’d already seen her dick before. Her size was a blatant reminder that if she really wanted to, she could wreck you. 

Next to the pile of Mina’s clothes was a smaller bag you had taken out of your overnight bag. As you reached in, Mina’s eyes widened as you pulled out a vibrator. 

“Too much?” you asked. 

“Not at all,” the Alpha breathed, eyes locked on the toy in your hand. 

You smiled mischievously. “I wouldn’t get too excited if I were you.” 

In one hand you held the toy, while the other reached up to give Mina’s cock some attention. She let out a heavy breath as you worked her up a bit in your hand, wanting to give her a bit of time before introducing the vibrator. When Mina’s cock twitched on its own, you decided she was ready. 

The Alpha’s eyes followed your hand as you finally brought the vibrator up between her thighs. 

“Don’t worry baby,” you cooed, turning the toy onto a low setting, “I’ll go slow.” 

The second her cock and the toy connected, Mina let out a whine. You knew the Alpha was shy about coming fast with you and wanted to see how long she’d last if you took your time teasing her. 

For the next half hour or so, all you did was edge her while you asked her things about her week. At first, the Alpha was stoically frustrated. Mina did her best to keep her voice level when she answered your questions and keep her hips still. She did well at first, but after more than 30 minutes of slowly and meticulously working her up again and again with no release, Mina’s desire was stronger than her self consciousness, and she began to break. 

“C-can I come soon?” she asked, her breathing uneven. Her scent flooded the room and it was affecting you, too. You were wet now, but not quite done with the pretty Alpha in front of you. 

You turned the vibrator off. “Ready to come for me already?” you asked, taking the toy away. You switched to using your mouth instead, licking long, agonizing stripes up her stiff shaft while you lightly squeezed her balls. 

Mina looked nearly ready to howl in frustration. Her arms jerked against the restraint of the leather belt, wanting nothing more than to push your head down so she could feel your mouth on her. 

Picking up on what she wanted, you obliged, allowing Mina’s length into your mouth. You began to suck her off, but this time, on your terms. Any time she tried to buck her hips up to slide more of her cock into your mouth, you’d stop and pull away, reducing Mina to a whimpering, squirming mess in a matter of minutes. 

“Color?” you murmured, running your thumb over her leaking, flushed tip. 

“Green,” Mina said distractedly. The Alpha was thinking only with her cock now as her hips tried to thrust frantically into your hand. “Y/N…” she whined, throwing her head back when you slowed your movements yet again. You had taken her to the brink of coming and denied her twice now. 

“Y/N,” she said again, her breathing a bit more ragged. You were surprised she hadn’t growled out of frustration by now. “P-please, please can I come?” 

Still nestled between her legs, you jacked Mina off slowly with your hand while you pretended to think about it for a few moments. 

“Yes,” you said. “You’ve been so good for me, haven’t you? Okay jagi, how do you want to come? Should I get you off with my hand?” 

The Alpha closed her eyes for a moment as you moved your hand up her length, more of Mina’s precum making its way onto your fingers. 

“Or maybe I should use my mouth?” You moved in closer, kissing her tip softly.

Mina nodded eagerly, making you chuckle.

“Oh, is that what you want?” you asked. “And here I was going to offer to let you finish in me.” 

The Alpha sat straight up, practically trembling at the idea. “W-wait,” she said, “I changed my mind.” 

“To…?” you asked, feigning confusion. 

“To–” Mina stuttered. Her eyes darted off to the side, then down to her length in your hand, then up at you, her dark eyes pleading. “To…you.” 

You stopped what you were doing and sat back on your knees. “I’m gonna need you to be more specific, baby. Use your words.” 

Mina blushed, clearly torn between her own embarrassment and what she really wanted. You licked your lips while you waited patiently for her to gather the courage to speak. 

“I- I want to come in you,” she said, dropping her gaze low in a subtle act of submission. “Please,” she added quickly, looking up

“So polite, Minari,” you purred. “But how badly do you want it?” 

You got up, nudging Mina a bit farther back on her bed. You let her watch as you removed the rest of your remaining clothes piece by piece. Her cock twitched against her body. 

“C’mon baby,” you cooed, “I’ll untie you if you beg for me. Wouldn’t it feel so much better if you could touch me? Tell me.” 

Mina nodded eagerly. “Y-yes,” she said, “Please– please let me touch you, please let me be in you. Wanna be in you.” 

You granted part of her wish. You carefully released the Alpha from the belt. Your scent was just as strong as the Alpha’s now, and Mina’s eyes darkened as soon as you got close enough for her to grab. She quickly pulled you onto her lap, nudging your legs apart so you’d straddle her. 

Her sudden actions surprised you. “Look at you,” you teased. “So ready to fill me up, hmm?” You brought Mina’s hands to your waist and lowered yourself a little. Reaching behind you for the Alpha’s cock, you teased her one last time, brushing the head against your slick folds. 

When Mina nodded again, you guided her inside you and leaned in close to her. “Do it, then,” you commanded. 

Mina nearly came the moment you finally, finally sank down onto her stiff, aching cock. A cry fell from her lips immediately and her grip on your waist tightened. Lying on her back now, Mina held your hips still so she could pound up and into you, too desperate to entertain the idea of letting you ride her. 

You let out a satisfied moan, sinking your body a little lower so Mina’s cock could hit you deeper. You held onto her to help you balance, your bodies quickly intertwining. 

Neither one of you could hold back now. Mina’s moans and grunts became some of your new favorite sounds, and to your delight, the Alpha responded to your pants and whines by fucking you harder. 

Mina was even better than you’d imagined. The second she plunged into you, you nearly fell over from pleasure. Her length filled you perfectly and your cunt throbbed around her, making her thrust even harder. 

The Alpha growled now, her fingernails digging into your skin. Her hair stuck to her face and a sheen of sweat covered her forehead from the effort of chasing her own release. Y/N,” she gasped. “C-can I really c-come in you?”

“Yes,” you breathed, struggling to stay upright the longer Mina pounded you. “Make me yours, Alpha.” 

The way you said the word made Mina’s low growl turn into a sudden snarl, sending a shiver down your spine. Pulling you down onto her cock, you felt a rush of warmth fill you as came with a gasp, spilling her load deep inside of you.

You nearly collapsed on top of her, but she caught you and helped you lie down facing her. She remained inside you while the two of you caught your breath. Mina leaned in to kiss your neck, scenting you lightly as she did so. When she could finally pull out, you both gasped softly at the feeling. 

“Did you just scent me?” you asked weakly, touching your neck. 

The Alpha blushed. “Sorry,” she said, but you shook your head. 

“That’s cute,” you said, lightly pinching her cheek in your fingers. As your mind cleared, you realized how much time must have gone by and you sat up a little. “We should eat,” you said. “You’ve gotta be hungry, I can get started on dinner.” 

Mina frowned, sitting up next to you. “But you didn’t come.” 

The woman on the other end cleared her throat uncomfortably. “Yes,” she said, her voice dropping in volume. 

“You know, I liked it,” Nayeon said, nodding her head as if Mina could see her on the other end of the line. “Until I saw the headline. And the first paragraph. And the way the entire article got derailed by the one thing I made that reporter swear up and down they wouldn’t bring up. Tell me there’s no way you’d comment on our competitor’s deep legal shit when your gaming company is doing bigger, better things, right? You wouldn’t comment, not when you’ve been working for the past four years to get this game– this particular game that you first started dreaming of creating in high school– out the door, right?” Nayeon paused for just a moment in case Mina wanted to get a word in, but the other end of her line was dead silent. 

Nayeone exhaled  sharply. “Instead of building hype for the game, now all anyone’s going to notice is the fact that you’re quoted in here saying…” The Alpha swiveled back over to her computer screen. “And this is your direct quote, Myoui: ‘Only someone as naive as PixelPulse’s CEO [Jeon Wonwoo] would have been stupid enough to believe he’d never get caught cutting corners by only using AI instead of real humans to test gameplay analytics and user interface’,” Nayeon read. “‘AI doesn’t test play with epileptic people in mind and now they’re the ones paying the price. I don’t know what’s more embarrassing, the fact that it happened in the first place, or that he hasn’t resigned yet,’” she let out a quick sigh after she finished the last line of the quote. “Mina,” Nayeon said exasperatedly, “You wouldn’t believe the numbers those quotes of yours are doing online right now. Can you please tell me what happened when you spoke with the reporter?”

Nayeon could hear Mina’s rapidly growing panic on the other line, as if she was just hearing for the first time what had been printed. “I- we were just chatting casually at the start of the interview... I didn’t think she would remember–” 

A beeping sound cut off the end of Mina’s sentence. 

“Shit,” Nayeon said, holding her head in her hand and rubbing her forehead. “I have the SVP of Strategic Comms on the other line. Don’t leave for the day until we connect again,” Nayeon said, then hung up her call with Mina. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for a moment, then hit accept on the call waiting. 

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

 An hour later, one of the worst press team calls of Nayeon’s career was over. She had survived, but barely. When it ended, she kept her office door shut and closed her window blinds slowly. She slowly paced around the rectangular room and stress-cried for a few minutes, allowing herself to sit in her overwhelm and frustration. When she’d had enough, she sat down in her office chair and pulled out her phone, swiping through her apps for a moment. She tapped on one of her favorites: an app connected to the doggy cam she had set up so she could check in on her beloved furry source of joy, Kookeu.

She smiled as the tiny pomeranian’s image came up on her phone screen. The dogwalker always left him with a food puzzle after his afternoon walk, and as expected, Kookeu was up and walking around in the kitchen, using his nose and paws to roll a round, purple food toy that dispensed individual bits of kibble when they fell through the holes at just the right angle. He got one out, and Nayeon turned up the volume to hear the tiny crunching noises Kookeu made as he ate it. 

She sighed softly, satisfied that at least someone’s day was going well, and closed the app. Then Nayeon got up. It was time to speak with her new full-time press project: Wide-Eyed Variant Gaming Founder and Director of Engineering, Myoui Mina. 

The farther Nayeon got away from the “hands-off” side of the company’s building and closer to the side Mina frequented, she noticed a severe spike in the number of monitors people had on their desks. It was well after 5:00 now, but she was relieved to see the lights still on in Mina’s large corner office. Relieved– but weirdly nervous. She didn’t like needing to track people down or give feedback people didn’t want to hear. And Mina’s elusive, quiet temperament made it somehow harder. 

She knocked lightly on the open office door. “Mina,” she said, letting herself in. “Thank you for sticking around. I’m sorry for being so…high strung earlier.”

Mina looked up from her four screen display nervously despite also brimming with annoyance. She couldn’t believe this day: to be the founder of her own company and yet now, in this moment, she felt more like a student that had been asked to stay after class. 

To her credit, the Japanese woman was brilliant, and she and Nayeon both knew it. Mina had received her bachelor’s degree in computer science and a master’s in software engineering from some of the best programs internationally; she was a gamer from the moment she developed consciousness, really. She made the papers when she launched her company, Wide-Eyed Variants, fresh out of undergrad from her childhood home, and made headlines again when she was still able to be the director of its engineering department while going back to school full-time for her master’s. 

She’d been profiled a few times by both gaming and arts and culture outlets, had hit a number of 30 under 30 lists, and even had a few op-eds ghostwritten for her in household name outlets like Forbes and The New York Times. The games Wide-Eyed Variant produced were so popular today that they hardly needed any advertising. Even other game series with heavy cult followings like The Legend of Zelda and Animal Crossing always fell short of the consumer-related numbers Wide-Eyed Variant could pull. And from the outside, she made her journey and career look totally effortless. It was no wonder she was considered a person of interest and expert in the gaming field, and that journalists constantly wanted to talk to her. But that’s why Nayeon was here. Mina’s only downfall was the media and being in the spotlight. The Japanese Alpha often got nervous while being interviewed. There was something so scary about consenting to being “on the record” to her, and even though she wasn’t a huge talker, any sign of the little red recording button tended to make her a little too chatty. 

Mina did her best to push her anxious thoughts away and braced herself for what Nayeon would have to say about it all.

“Relax, we’re fixing this,” Nayeon said, as if reading Mina’s mind. She closed Mina’s office door behind her and took a seat in one of the tan leather chairs reserved for guests across from Mina’s desk. “Crisis comms is doing damage control online and legal is working overtime in case PixelPulse comes for us with a defamation or libel case. But you should know…” Nayeon leaned in a little, her face becoming serious. “General Counsel Park Jihyo told me to tell you she’s actually going to need to speak with you like, immediately. She’s on her way down right now, she said this just couldn’t be done over the phone.”

Mina nearly jumped out of her chair. “WHAT??” 

Nayeon’s face broke into a grin and she crossed her arms. “So worth it,” she said to herself. Then, looking up at Mina, she said, “Ah, I’m sorry, that was a bad joke. I promise Counsel Park isn’t storming down here right now.” 

Mina let out a shaky breath, crumpling a bit in her seat. “What the hell, Nayeon! Don’t do that.”

Nayeon chuckled. “I won’t do it again,” she said, her smile slowly fading. “You’re safe from her wrath of legalese, but you’re not safe from me. Strategic Comms wants you to go through media training.” 

Mina couldn’t help but make a face. Hadn’t she done enough of that? “But… I already did…” 

Nayeon nodded. “Yes, you did. But that was before I joined this company. And I’m sure the training you had with whoever back then was fine. They just want you to…” Nayeon uncrossed her arms and waved her hand. “You know, refresh a few skills, maybe learn a new one or two. Plus, this will give me a chance to make sure the rest of my comms and digital teams have the most accurate sense of your voice going forward.” 

“Oh please,” Mina said, unable to hide her annoyance anymore. “Everyone is overreacting, I’m not that bad, really! This instance was– this—” 

Nayeon let out a laugh. “You’ve lost your privileges to say you’re ‘not that bad.’ At least not until we get you a better quote in another outlet,” she said. “Look, just a few media training sessions with me, and then Strategic Comms will get off my back, and I’ll get off yours. Okay?” 

Mina fought the urge to roll her eyes. “Why does it feel like I don’t actually have a choice in this?”