#alpha!mj

okay but missionary >>>

she wants to see what she's doing to you

whether she uses a strap-on or not, you're gonna be sore

she puts her hands and tongue to good use, not to mention toys you've collected over your relationship

if she's got a knot simulator toy >>>

absolutely loves fingering you until you cum and then cleaning up the mess with her tongue and getting a second one out of you 🥴

you will not ever escape sex without numerous bites on your thighs

The alphas knew what they were signing up for when they decided to try and make things work.

MJ was aware of heats, but hers was more of a rut, rather than a heat.

Peter was aware of what heats were, but didn’t even know that nesting was as important as it was. And once MJ told him that it was coming up for their omega, that man ZOOMED to the internet, researching anything and everything that would help.

MJ 100% would have a calander marked off, indicating your heat.

Which lead you here. It was a day before your heat would hit, and MJ was already over at your apartment, bringing as many blankets and shirts as she could fit in her laundry basket. (All scented of course)

Of course you were in heaven, glad that you had more items that smelled like one of your alphas.

Soon enough, your bed was made perfectly, just the way you liked it, MJ watching you work.

“You’re adorable when your so focused,”

As soon as Peter walked through the door, you smiled, seeing that he brought some clothes of his as well, including a hoodie that you were plotting to steal for weeks.

Peter, looking into it, also knew that in heat, you needed to be taken care of, which included eating and drinking along with... other things.

“Why don’t you go strip and get into bed, I have to talk to Peter, okay?” MJ rubbed your back while you nodded, trotting back to your room and gently closing the door.

“Pete. I think you know what’s gonna happen, and you have to promise you’ll be gentle. She’s never had a heat with mates before.” MJ explained, Peter nodding.

He knew how important this was. Because this would be the time they would claim you officially. A bite mark was the ultimate claim, and the two alphas knew they needed to do it of they wanted you to be completely and wholly theirs.

And by the whines that were now being heard from the other side of your bedroom door was the precise indication that you were now in pre-heat.

As they opened your door, their pupils spread, looking at you as you squirmed in your bed, but their presence was already calming you as you looked at them.

You were in nothing but a bra and panties, and the two alphas thought that maybe they should strip as well.

As soon as they stripped, they went and waited for your approval to enter the nest, knowing that nests were special to an omega.

When you gave the okay, their arms immediately wrapped around you, Peter purring as you scented him, burying your face in the crook of his neck, the scent calming down the ache resting in your core.

You did the same to MJ before laying down, the comfort of blankets and pillows making you slip into a deep slumber, knowing that you needed the rest before tomorrow’s events

Peter and MJ looked at you as you began to sleep, ready for what was to come in the following days. And though there was no plan of impregnating thanks to the fact that it was on the pill, it wouldn’t stop Pete from cumming inside you.

Peter paused to look at his girls. He loved them both dearly, having a strong bond with both. They were almost like a tag team it came to you.

“She’s perfect,” MJ sighed, smiling as her eyes traced over the features of your face, running a thumb over your lip.

“She is,” Peter agreed, “she’s ours.”

You were their pride and joy. The only thing that they could truly call theirs besides each other.

And they would make that official. And they couldn’t wait for tomorrow

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To start off, alpha on alpha relationships were taboo, most alphas expected to settle down with a sweet omega or beta, raising pups

Both Peter and MJ resented that idea. And they had a connection right off the bat, the two of them finding love in each other.

Even though they got shit for it, they had a steady relationship.

That was until the omega exchange student program. Omegas didn’t normally attend school with Betas and Alphas, and were usually sent to a different kind of school to learn more... domestic skills.

But times were changing. And at first the couple didn’t think much of it. Most omegas their age were already claimed anyways.

That was until that fateful Wednesday arrived.

Walking through the halls and stopping by their lockers, it was a normal seeming day. That was until they caught the scent.

It smelled like peaches and vanilla, the scent almost addicting, the two of them needing to step aside against the lockers to steady themselves.

Looking around, the other Alpha and Beta students were completely not effected at all.

That could only mean one thing. It was the scent of mate. And due to dominant instincts, the both of them didn’t pay mind to the fact that they were both effected, but rather who was going to track down the omega emitting that perfectly delectable mouthwatering scent.

They turned to each other, violence in their tone as they spoke to each other.

“Mine.” They both growled.

But before they set off to find the poor omega, the bell had rung, and what was worse is that they both had the same period together. And the tension was already perfect.

But they became more interested once the scent of Omega became stronger as they entered their first-period class.

And as they entered, their eyes latched onto her. She was surrounded by curious students, wondering what it was like at an omega academy.

She was small. Adorable. She was their mate.

When the teacher commanded that everyone return to their seats, MJ thought fast, taking a seat directly next to the young omega. Which left Peter growling and jealous.

When the omega smelled the female alpha, she glanced over, her eyes soft as they widened.

“Omega...,” MJ’s voice was cautious.

“A-Alpha?” The omega whimpered.

MJ quickly pulled her in, the omega nuzzling into the young woman as she purred quietly, attempting to wrap her head around the fact that she had finally found an Alpha. A protector.

But Peter. Peter was fucking livid. The whole class he stared in jealousy as another alpha held his mate. That was supposed to be him.

Meanwhile, MJ caught the girl up on everything she had missed in the semester, promising that the class was easy, and to her surprise (and delight), her omega was as smart as she was.

And as soon as the dismissal bell rang, Peter rushed over quickly, skipping an introduction and going straight for a hug, the omega resisting at first, but soon easing into his touch.

“Alpha?” She mumbled into his chest, his nose rubbing right up against her scent glands, a protective growl vibrating from his chest as he saw MJ trying to grab the omega back.

“We should really be getting her to her next class,” MJ commented through gritted teeth, pulling her away from her other alpha, heart clenching at the violent yelp she let out as the omega lost contact with the boy.

But MJ had pulled her out of the room before Peter could argue.

The rest of the day was rough. She only had one other class with each, AP Chem with Peter and Literature with MJ. She learned their names, and everything about them, but they learned nothing about her.

MJ was insistent that the Omega studied with her at the library, to study and get to know her precious little omega better. Besides, they was going to be spending a lot of more time together.

But the Omega insisted that Peter was invited as well. She was actually really collected, considering that two mates for one omega was a myth.

MJ only did it for her omega. Her feelings for Peter were currently on the rocks.

The three of them walked together along with the subway, before finally settling down in a warm cozy corner of the large library.

“Well... I um... suppose that both of you are my alphas,” she began, the first words being spoken between them since school was dismissed for the day.

“Yeah.” Peter gave a glare to MJ, “I suppose we are.”

“I can see that there is some... tension between you guys, and I’m sorry about that,”

“No need to apologize, princess, it’s not your fault,” MJ reassured, putting her hand on the omega’s shoulder, Peter not liking the contact.

“I understand that you two were... together before you met me, yeah?”

Her voice was soft and gentle, and if the two alphas weren’t so resentful of each other, it would be all they would talk about.

All that Peter could do was nod, MJ acting as if she didn’t hear the question.

“I just... I think this could work.” The omega started, “I guess you guys will have to share.”

That was when the alphas argued, protesting.

“I don’t share!”

“You’re mine!”

“You have to chose!”

“You want me, don’t you?”

The omega recoiled, the tone of her alphas frightening her. But most of all it was irritating her.

She suddenly stood up, furious. The two alphas fell silent.

“Get over yourselves! One of you isn’t any better than the other! And I would rather be alone than babysit two immature alphas!”

And with that, she ignored the pleading apologizing from the two guilty teenagers, grabbing her backpack and storming out.

MJ blamed Peter. Peter blamed MJ. And the two were close to fighting each other to death in the middle of the library.

Both of them left, violently growling at each other on their way out.

That night, the three of them sat in their rooms, thinking about everything. The omega was crying, and the two alphas were just angry.

Peter came to the conclusion that she would rather die that lose his omega... and his girlfriend. And if sharing was all it took, he would try and do it. All for her.

Peter swung through the city quickly, stopping at MJ’s apartment, inviting himself in.

“Peter, you are literally the last fucking person I wanna see right now,” MJ growled, and that was when he noticed she had tear stains on her cheeks

“I know,” he looked down, “we need to fix this. And if sharing her is what it takes to keep both of you in my life, I’ll try.”

“I will too...,” she admitted, Peter giving a smile of relief.

When the young omega heard a knock at her window, she panicked slightly, not used to it at all. But when the window opened, and her mates crawled through, her fear faded.

She gripped both of them tightly, hugging them both as they held her as well.

“I’m sorry, alphas! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to yell, I-“

“Shhh, [y/n], it’s alright, we have you now,” Peter soothed, MJ squeezing the two of them in agreement.

“A-Are you guys good now?” The omega meekly questioned, still enveloped in the scent of both her mates.

“Almost. We’ll get there for you, omega.”

“C-Can you guys stay the night? I don’t wanna be alone,” she whimpered:

“Of course.”

“Anything for you.”

And that night, the Omega could have never been more content. The male alpha hugging her to his chest, the other alpha’s armed wrapped around the omega’s waist.