#alpha!technoblade

“How sad,” you coo, a wickedly sweet voice rising in your throat, you didn’t even know you could sound like this, “a big strong Alpha out there all alone in the cold.” A smirk plastered on your face when you hear the gut wrenching growl that erupts in to the freezing air while you’re warm inside.

His shirt wrapped around your body, you’re consumed by his scent, it’s almost enough to stop the heat rising in your throat. It’s currently sating the thin layer of hot sweat that’s trying to take place on your body.

“Omegaless.” Your upper lip curls with a snarl of your own, a certifiable giggle pushing itself out. One that has the now annoyed werewolf outside howling into the midnight air. You’re too deep to care, your mind swirling with all the possibilities what you’ve done with come with. They curl around you making you feel all fuzzy.

Techno paces on the porch outside, his loud and thundering footsteps have you questioning where the lightening is. You should know better by now, the wisp of a thought barely crosses your mind completely disappearing when your man speaks.

“I should have tied you to our bed sweetheart.” His growl burns your ears, “I should have forced my cock so deep inside that sweet cunt of yours, you’d be too dumb from it to even think about doing this.”

You practically feel it, jumping when his large thick hands land flat against the door. You press your forehead against the wood and for a fleeting second you falter at the images flashing behind your eyes, a twist of lime and ginger injected into your scent that has the Alpha outside inhaling deeply, his eyes glowing.

You blink it away, shaking your head and ignoring how you feel yourself changing because you do. You’d noticed it over the passed few weeks, Your breast firmer and heavier, your skin shinier, your muscles more tone, it seemed your body was improving itself. Techno didn’t even give it a second thought, he didn’t notice the signs of your body readying itself for him.

Not until you started with this silly attitude of yours, an agitated feeling grating at you, and he felt it through your bond. But he was too late and now he was outside in the cold, not that it had an affect of him, listening to you struggle inside.

He pushed his wolf away hoping to hold onto the last few threads of control, you’d never met his Alpha side before and if he thinks what’s happening is happening then right now is a very bad time for the meet and greet to take place.

“As if you could.” You huff, an almost drunk feeling pumps through your viens, it has you whimpering trying to fight against the deliriousness that is intent on consuming you.

“Omega.” You find your resolve weakening at the cavernous growl from the now angry werewolf outside leaning against the front door, it creaks from the force of his heavy body and you have to take a step to the side knowing if he puts the right amount of pressure he will pop it open like popping open a jam jar.

The confidence filled chuckle is harsh and belittling as he decides he’s had enough of you being so called mad at him.

He pushes against the door and like you had predicted it popped open, Techno catches a nail before it reaches you flicking it onto the ground and then you’re against his body in a tight hold that made it very clear, you weren’t going anywhere.

The second his skin touched yours you let go. You didn’t even want to but you did. Techno’s nose wrinkles when it presses against your scent gland, the smell he caught a glimpse of earlier was back and strong this time. Lime and ginger, a hint of vanilla in there too. It smells just like your pancakes.

You’re trying to not let the haze fall over you, trying so hard and Techno notices, closing his lips around your mark and sucking it into his mouth, the feeling snapping with each second until it pierces you like an injection. The side affects coming on instantly.

Heat claws it’s way up your body, from your toes to your legs to your torso until your eyes glaze over and all you want is him. All you need is his cock inside your spasming walls until you’re so high on bliss it’s impossible to talk back.

Your Alpha’s darkening gaze watches the change in you as he towers over your very needy form. He doesn’t know how he didn’t see it before, he doesn’t know how he didn’t pick up on it but as his wolf scratches the surface of his control once more he knows there’s more important thing to think about.

Like how you’re going to take every thick inch of him until the pleasure wracking through your body is so intense you can’t even form a coherent thought.

“Oh I’m gonna take care of you pretty omega.”

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If there’s anything Techno had expected to happen today, it surely wasn’t this.

He had awoken with a crick in his neck from passing out over his map, its level of detail now nearly maddening as he stared down at it. He had also felt near lava-hot, a skin-prickling sensation that traveled across the surface and caused beads of sweat to form at his forehead. Maybe he had a fever?

technosick crab rave

TECHNO HULLOO

yo dadza’s like five min from your place get ready

Techno winced at the sudden loudness of the voices, but then furrowed his brow. He hadn’t known Phil was coming to visit, and surely the man would have pinged him on the communicator if it was short notice. Speaking of the device, Techno was quick to unclip it from his belt loop and switch on the power button, frowning when an angry LOW BATTERY flashed before him. He dismissed the message, and read through the pings.

(Awesamdude): hey hi does anyone have a couple stacks of spare cobble

(BadBoyHalo): Of course! Stop by the egg and I’ll give you some! :)

(Awesamdude): ,,,you know what nevermind

The piglin scoffed, scrolling with a certain looseness. Much of the messages were like this, friendly conversation and asking for favors and things he did not need to see at the moment. Chat began to grow restless, urging him out of bed and pushing him to go be productive. He waved them off, and kept scrolling through.

Ph1LzA whispered to you: hey tech im otw. No notice sorry, it’s an emergency. Keep your face covered.

What?

Techno hurriedly shoved the charging chord into the communicator and pulled himself out of bed. Cover your face- what did that mean? He buttoned up his shirt and pulled on his boots, strapping his cloak over his shoulders and looking for his gear. This was the first time in a while he had felt genuinely panicked.

outside outside look look look

“God, not now Chat! Can’t you see I’m-” Techno’s words died in his throat as his head snapped to peer out the window. He felt his face grow slack with the shock. “...busy.”

Outside and downstairs was Phil, tying up the lead of his horse to the fencepost that held up the stable. He looked to be having a bit of trouble as he was only tying it with one hand, and then the piglin noticed what- or who he was holding onto with his left arm.

Techno had met you before, once. Before L’manberg turned to be a crater in the earth. You were visiting Phil, but had your back turned to Techno and he might have thought you were someone breaking into his friend’s house. So when his axe swung around quickly to meet your neck, he had been surprised at Phil’s call of worry and defense.

“They’re a friend, Tech! Put your- dammit, just put your axe away!” He had cried, and Techno looked at him with confusion in his eyes, but slowly withdrew the weapon from your throat. And then, unexpectedly, you had begun to laugh. You forgave him as you turned around, giggles still bubbling from the throat he had nearly just cut open. Your laugh sounded like bells, Techno had thought, and put you into the back of his mind. He didn’t trust you, per say, but he realized that a friend of Phil’s is an ally to him. Besides, he had bigger tasks at hand, he couldn’t spend time worrying about you or how addicting your laugh was.

Well, look where that idea got him.

Techno grabbed a bandana from the chest behind him and held it to his face before tearing out the door, a new-found worry overtaking him. The closer he got to the pair, the more a distinct haze began to grow around his mind. His vision tunneled and he felt all his focus go onto you. You looked feverish, what little skin he could see of your face was flushed and sweaty despite the frigid temperatures of the tundra. Phil looked up and his eyes widened, hand outstretched to the Piglin as if to keep him at a distance.

Yeah, right.

He grabbed onto your shoulder and pulled you from Phil’s hold, a fierce protectiveness overtaking him. He heard Phil shout at him not to hurt you, kill you, whatever he thought Techno was about to try, but the blond saw the way Techno’s face dived into the crook of your neck, pulling your head to the side by your hair and taking a ragged breath. Philza stood stone-still, and watched the way Techno sunk to his knees. He held you like a lifeline, fingers digging into your shirt and taking greedy gulps of air. The smell of lemon and raspberries flooded Phil’s pallet as he took a step back. Techno was scenting you, he realized, memorizing as much as he could before he had to let you go. You didn’t seem to mind by the way a purr rolled itself from your chest.

Phil sighed, helping Techno to his feet. When the piglin thought he was trying to take the omega from him, he snapped his tusks at the blond and scooped you into his arms. Techno stormed back into the cottage, huffing as he did so. Phil followed close behind, watching as Techno took you up the ladder on his back and was quick to swaddle you in blankets and soft down before settling you onto the mattress. He passed out himself not long after, head thudding back against the bed from where he sat on the floor. Phil only smiled, and made his way back to the ground floor. He grabbed a pail of water and lit the fire in the hearth, trying to get a meal going before his communicator beeped menacingly at him.

Dream whispered to you: why the fuck is there an omega in my server