#alpha!narumi

cw: omegaverse, knotting. alpha!narumi x omega f!reader. anatomy is mentioned (breasts). reluctant mates can certainly become something more, right? | word count: 1.7k, reading time: 5 minutes.

In fourteen days flat, you’ve managed to go from being considered for an international match up as an unmated omega to flying to Japan to meet with your prospective alpha to being trapped inside of a room with the man that has been deemed your mate.

At first you doubted those claims of ownership, Gen Narumi’s temperament almost uncomfortably unlike your own, at least on the surface. For the things you have in common - willingness to speak your mind being one and a proud streak you find it hard to criticize yourself over - your differences were obvious from the start. He’s bold, a born leader whose mouth moves however it desires. You’re thoughtful, careful in what you say and how you move, considerate of the world around you and your place in it.

No matter the reservations about his personality, your body disagreed immediately when you caught a whiff of him while sitting for an interview. Peppery and natural, a mixture of musk and spice and something sweet that perfectly mingles with your own pheromones. You felt the telltale signs of a heat coming on immediately and would’ve excused yourself if it weren’t as though something were keeping you pinned in place, seated and ready for him.

Now you’re here. That seated and ready thing is about to come true, two people in a room that locks from the outside. Soundproof, waterproof, whatever proof. This is business as usual clearly although you feel a little strange to be in such a clinical setting while experiencing what has always been something you’ve dreamed of.

The b word. Bonding.

Damn near everything feels uncomfortable when you are as wildly aroused as you are, every last nerve you have alight with desire. The, well, your alpha paces across the floor, fiddling with the button of his pants and pulling the zipper down. They sag around his hips and you swallow thickly from your place on the bed, as close to nude as you’re willing to come right now in a cotton tank top and cheeky cut underwear.

“Is this your first time?”

You aren’t sure why you’d expect any better ice breaker than that from Narumi given what he’s shown you so far but that’s the one he settled on, pants now a puddle around his ankles on the floor. Snorting, you shake your head and turn your face toward him.

“Is it yours?”

He shoots you a warning glance. You should just assume that the great Commander has taken troves of women to his bed. Giggling to yourself, you shift uncomfortably on the bed and assume it’s your responsibility to figure out if he has or not. 

You’d rather just move on so you do.

“I’ve absolutely had sex before, just never taken anyone’s knot before.”

Your honesty stops Gen in his tracks, shirt halfway off and hanging over his arms awkwardly while he glowers at you with a brow raised out of the hole meant for his head. 

“Are you serious?”

Folding your arms over your thin tank top clad chest, you shrug and wag your head. “Yes. I wanted to save it for my mate. Is it so wrong to be a romantic?”

Considering anything about the base urges the two of you feel as alpha and omega respectively as romance has never really crossed his mind before. To him, this is a chemical process. It’s numbers and markers and all of the other shit he saw scribbled next to the measurements of your hips and waist in the file folder Hasegawa showed him a week ago. Biology and instinct, not love.

“Interesting,” he opines, humming. “So you think because people are mates that they’re supposed to be in love?”

Hauling his shirt off the rest of the way, it makes its way to the floor while he joins you on the bed. The blazing eyed alpha raises both of his brows, inhaling air that is thick with the scent of you, his own scent sharp and mixing with yours. 

Scoffing, you roll your eyes and lower your arms from over your chest. Your nipples are pebbled, a natural reaction to the arousal you’re feeling thanks to his cloying scent and the cool air of the room. They have to be keeping it as low as possible, you think while noticing your hairs are standing on end and goosebumps are covering your arms.

“No. I’m not that naive but I think there are some things best kept between people who belong to each other, Gen.” Sighing, you glance away from Narumi and lift your thumb to your mouth to gnaw on your cuticle. “I’m not explaining this very well so this is all I’m going to say and then we can change the subject but what I’m saying is that you can knot me.”

thank you for asking!!!!!! i love talking about this au and have had no one to yap about it to so thank u thank u thank u

so basically it is country dependent and how you're registering dependent. in the us for example, you register as alpha/beta/omega at 18 just like the draft in the US basically. you're in a federal database that has a sample of your blood and pheromones to periodically match you with people who may be compatible based off of preliminary tests. most countries have accepted this as a standard registry format. BUT, there is a caveat to this that has also been accepted as a standard....if you choose to register independently on a data base outside of the federal one, you can opt out of the federal database entirely.

these can be industry based. culturally based. sometimes they're private companies offering databases for people who match your lifestyle. i would say most people decide to opt into one of these even if they aren't actively looking for a mate bc it at least gets you out of the federal databases. it gives you some semblance of control because you can date people freely. you may never find a match, they may just run your info forever.

this creates pockets of exclusivity and a lot of issues surrounding class, mate accessibility, etc. bc there is a chance you won't match with anyone in the database you opted to be in. for example, gen and i were matched as part of an international federal government employees database. this was strategic on gen's part because he had bad luck with the general japanese database and realized after four potential matches he probably wasn't going to have any better luck. he assumed opting into the federal employees database would basically result in him being run but never matched.

yeah that’s only bc he stinks up the room every time he steps in it!!!!

pungent to anyone who doesn’t wanna smell him. perfectly peppery to the person who does, just like his personality. ruts are miserable bc he insists he can handle them on his own. spoiler alert: he can’t and nothing the defense force gives him helps him chill the fuck out. they take it upon themselves to try and find him an omega, even if they aren’t his mate.

they don’t like him either. he’s aggressive but elusive at the same time. dodges any chance of real connection because despite himself, that’s what he really wants. his omega, his mate, his safe haven.