We've heard of [omegas and shitty nests] but have we considered alphas who are horrible at denning??
Imagine omega!price finally trusting you enough to ask for nesting materials from your den, and you bring him...a hand towel??
It's small, fluffy, and when price lifts it up to his nose it certainly smells like you. Still, most alphas would have chosen a nice blanket or a hoodie. Not...a towel the size of prices hand. He raises his brow at you, head tilted down when he asks "love? What the hell is this?"
"...it's materials? For your nest?" You tilt your head in confusion, voice blank. As if you genuinely think the hand towel would be of any use in a nest.
"No. Absolutely not." Price huffs, already leading you by the shoulders back to your room, intent on receiving some actual nesting supplies. Only, when he get there..."bloody hell, kid."
Turns out, you have absolutely no concept of what a proper nest requires, and as such your den is abysmal. Small towels, thin sheets, exactly one throw pillow that looks like it has survived two wars. You pick up on prices dissapointment, your own scent pouring "do you...not like it?"
"No, no, it's fine, runt." Price groans, his own instincts upset at the lack of materials. It's fine, price knows how to work with what he has.
Your den gets tentatively integrated into the nest, and from then on price handles your den. It's not uncommon for him to hand give you various sheets and bedding to scent for the nest. That way, price can nest without feeling like he's never safe enough, and you can still feel like you're helping to protect your omega.
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ā¦fucking n breedin yo bitch naoya, guess fuckinā the right omega really does get you places huh? Rags to richesā fuck now youāre betrothed. guess yaā shouldnāt have came inside, Huh.
A/n: itās been awhileeee so I hope itās still good. Context all alphas have dicks, even female alphas, theirs pops up when they r horny so reader has a dih but no specified gender.
ā¦naoyaā¦
He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and that silver ego was glazed till gold stroked as if he was gods gift to the zeninās, it was assumed, noā assured that he would be an alpha. A flurry of servants prepared for the day his second gender was assigned to him, to celebrateā
if you asked naoya zenin he wouldnāt ever own up to it, in factā who are you? To dare and ask him about his second gender? Though it was only natural for all those around his to assume he was an alpha and he thought he could go on his whole life pretending to be one.
chugging supressents like he got high on them just to make sure he never slipped up.
going as far as to only hire beta servants. Scent blockers, when he went out, and an ego befitting someone who had no weak sides, but he did.
Constant warnings by the zenin clans in-estate doctor for his overuse of suppressant had him rolling his eyes untilā his father got note of it. As it had started affecting his cursed energy output, āyourā¦irregular fluctuations are caused by an overuse of suppressants...the only remedy being toā¦stop.ā The doctor could only warn hesitantly for naoya wasnāt one to heed the words of anybody. let alone someone so beneath him.
unlike him though, naobito, his father had enough. Declaring that naoya would be married by the end of this month,
The zenin estate was a mess, first came finding some suitable someone who would be able to handle the ever feisty bitch, a male alpha was out of the question, after-all he still needed to feel in control.
the wedding arrangements were rushed yet, grandiose, fitting the zenin heir though they seemed to be getting done faster then they could find a bride or groom
He, now of his own prideful accord had thrown his barely working represents out, declaring, āget me a whore I can fuck already.ā At the very least he wasnāt putting up too much of a fight about finally getting married though naobito wondered if his son was just spiting pridefully or really though heād be the one fuckinā
soon naoya would face the harsh reality.
Disgruntled noises escaped his clenched teeth as he hunched over the railings, fuck what was wrong with him..? Heās so.. funkin hot n.. wet? Nah he- heās justā¦sick, yeah..sick.
his own delusions filled his head, this canāt be happening. No it goes against reality! His true nature! Fuck. Atleast no one was hereā
āā¦master naoya?ā Fuuuuuuccccckkkk
āget fucking lost.ā He spat. Venoming oozing from his tongue. He pheromones spread across the halls like he was some brothel whore tryna entice every servant to come fuck his tight hole. It was his first heat, rampant and uncontrolled, he was a fucking grown man yet couldnāt deal with a bit of his pre-heat. Pathetic.
taming in a deep breath he felt his whole body got stiff. His dick was practically sobbing from rubbing against his pristine robes, going just over the edge as your smell hit him an alpha.
the hows of it all seemed to escape him just as fast as he was debating losing his dignity.
looking up at you through squinted eyes he stared shamelessly.
the new gardener? You sure were dressed plain enough to be someone he wouldāve never looked at once- let alone twice butā right nowwww fuckkkk.
years of repressed heat was bursting at his seems, just hearing your deep smooth voiceā his knees buckled, falling to the wooden floors of his grand estate. Never in his life had he seen the floors so up close.
āA-are youā¦?ā Youād heard a lot about the esteemed.. master youād be serving underāhowever no one seemed to mention thisā¦rather amusing fact, huh.
your heart started racing as you had leaped like a good little servant to catch your masters fall.. however that might be a decision you wouldnāt be able to take back. His smell was drowning, spilling everywhere- he was begging to be fuckedā filled with your pupsā shit.
naoyaās hands dug onto your strong armsā his mind wondered if you had some muscle beneath them, lips wetting at the thought. Slick begging to be used.
breathing didnāt make things any better, the smell of your scent, fuck it had his head spinning His face dropped, using the lasts of his strength to pull it up, eyes slowly trailing up your neck.
weather he leaned in to smash his lips against you, or if you did was lost on you both, grinding and fucking onto each other like some rabid dogs, his legs encapsulating the sides of your hips as he grinded down, friction he just needed, something.
your hands practically tore the seems of his shirt as they pulled at his waist band. Lifting his hips like a practiced slut he let you undo and throw his clothes in some corner of the hall, oh, right you both were still in the hall. the two of you sprawled on the zenin estates wooden floorsā fuck who gives a shit.
He grabbed n nudged at your collar, as your cock broke at his entrance. āFucā y-you should be f-fuckin grateful shit!!!ā
his dick already shooting ropes of cum the second your tip burst through his virgin rim. The whiney-est of sounds escaping his throat. But, it wasnāt enough āw-waitt youā dumb whorā ahā shit.. fucking mutt.ā
A slap sent his neck in the opposite direction, his cheek staining red, naoya zenin, the ever prideful fucker getting his ass torn in ripped apart on the floors of his own house
tears prickled at the edge of his eyes, blood dripping down from his ripped little hole, seeping down onto you, aw had he really never even stuck a finger in?? A stained mixture of cum n his slick flowed like a never ending stream, smearing across your lap.
āShit- itās toooā good, yoā so wet itās jusā slidin in.ā You said grinning ear to ear, wearing that shit eating grin you had seen plastered on his face before. He wanted to slap that shitty grin off your face, and in any other scenario he wouldāveā but.
āAH-ā
His dick slapped against his stomach letting out a loud n wet sloppy sound, a scream then a whine, whatever whorish moan he let out was fucking music to your earsā and to anyone listening, not that the two of you gave a shit, not right now atleast. servants seeing their proud master naoya getting defiled on the estate floors- by a mere servant, would surely not forget such a site. The two of you were rutting n grinding like the both of you were gettin paid.
āShiiiit.. itāsā hah.. whyās it gettin biggerrrāā clenching against it, he could feel it growing, getting bigger fuck. are you trying to rip him from the inside??
Gasps clawing out his throats as his nails dug into your back, body bouncing up with each obscenely wet thrust, plap plap plap. His mind seemed to go numb as he muttered vague insults that made no sense-
eyes widening as he felt you growing again but- itā it wasnāt like last time, flipping him to his back with a thud, his legs pressed near his face, you were actually gonna rip him up, globs of tears running down his painfully pink cheeks this- it doesnātā āsssāstopp,, mm tryāyna kill me?? Fuckinnnā bitch Iāll kill you if you move shit.ā
he felt so full fuck. his threats didnāt seem to work when he was sprawled out on the floor, dignity fucked outta him. grabbingn clawing at your collarā pulling you close as he mewled into your neck,
a mix of pain and pleasure as you knotted. His legs felt numb, stretched so fucking wide heād felt like youād ripped him apartttāso fullā¦ mm babies puppies heās gonnaā eyes failing him as you seem to collaps on-top of him, buried justttt deep enough to keep your sticky cum inside. he canāt believe heās lived life without this beforeā
ā¦
by the time he woke up, spread out in a random hall. Ass ripped wide open as your cum slipped out of him, his first instinct was a slight whine- for you to, āput it back ināā¦ā
naoya zenin swore, till his last fucking breath heād hunt you down and gut you from the inside out.
a mere month was all it took for the zenin clan to find you, your execution was imminent and it would by his hands, fuck. Heāll make sure to torture ever last drop of blood from your weasley littleā
ācongratulations zenin-sama, twins.ā Fuck.
were you happy??? Youād left his pride shattered. Seeping out of him. And now youā were his betrothed.
a quick cover up by naobito. A man as prideful as naoya was still a little omega after all, so he had to get married to the āhuman scum bagā who knotted him.
āIāll fucking kill you in your sleep.ā He absolutely seethed.
Omegaverse!Taskforce 141 x Beta-to-Alpha!Male!Reader
Beta!Male!Reader being one of the rescued in a trafficking ring by the taskforce 141. Due to Reader having the worst condition out of all the victims, the team took him to base so that reader can recover.
Reader being thankful since this was his first time getting care from people, and from strangers, in fact they saved him. And not knowing where to go, insisted on staying with the team until he could find some place elsewhere and help Beta!Price in taking care of his pack (Price is the only Beta and the rest are Omegas).
The team consisting mostly of Omegas, always gets constant recommendation from the higher up about "having an Alpha in the pack" for pack stableness or something. But they have a hard time looking for a proper Alpha that everyone is fine with. Considering most Alphas who gets recommended are so... close minded thinking that they get to lead the pack, which the team is against since they want Price to stay as their Captain and know that he has their best interests at heart.
So, when reader started to care for all of the team, they were hesitant. Just return from an op? reader is already there ready to take care of the team. From making meals and even helping them create a nest for much needed rest. Reader wanted to do more, and the rest of the team started warming up to reader's care.
Some meals, reader insisted on giving his meals to the others, saying they need the nutrition first cuz theyre the one getting called on ops.
Reader then starts noticing how the Omegas get constantly hit on by other soldiers. And hates the idea that those idiot Alphas think they actually have a shot with his Omegas...
What? His Omegas?
Reader starts getting sick and at some point needed to go to the hospital. The team was on an op when it happened so imagine their shock when they returned to base smelling this new Alpha smell inside their nest. Just to be more shocked to see it was their Beta not being a Beta at all anymore.
Cue, Alpha!Reader struggling with his new secondary sex. But still continues to care for the team. One problem, the Omegas and Price started to think this was courting but reader doesnt know that. And another thing, the team finds it not off putting... unlike other Alpha who tried to court them.
Then the team finding themselves staring at the Alpha they needed this whole time-
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a/n: Hey guys, another thought popped up and I cant get it out of my head LMAO
I wanted to, again, get this posted before I forgot about it.
I always liked the thought of Beta to Alpha, which I think is called Studding? and I wanna delve into Omegaverse BUT... I think I'll need more time before I make this into a series...
Kenma couldn't force himself to think about any hot girls whenever the two of you would get off using each other's bodies. Not even that hot domme he saw on twitter could beat you.
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āThis is just what best friends do, Kenma.ā You reassure him as you rub your cock in between his thighs.
āYou're such a great friend.ā You groan. Kenma silently stares in between his legs, extremely turned on and intimidated by your size.
You convinced him that doing this is perfectly normal between friends and that youād be helping each other from getting blue balls.
āSo you're into that kind of thing, huh?ā You ask, looking at Kenmaās phone. He jumps and drops his phone in his lap. āHey, don't be embarrassed. Nothing wrong with being into pegging. If it makes you feel better Iāll share my kinks too.ā
Then one thing led to another and here you are.
It's risky for an alpha and an omega to do this kind of thing since it can escalate pretty quickly but you're both taking suppressants and you're virgins with absolutely no suitors, which helped get Kenma to agree.
āYou just gotta imagine Iām a hot girl, like the one in that drawing.ā
āOkay-ā Kenma shuts his eyes and tries to visualize the hot fictional woman in the drawing he saw online. He tries his best to focus but the only thing he can think about is you. And how fucking hot you sound. The sound of your labored breaths and restricted moans is more than enough to make him come. Is it strange to get off on a guyās moans? He slightly opens one eye, just enough so that he can see without you realizing, and shuts it right back when he sees you staring straight at him. Did you open your eyes first? Did you realize he opened his?
You bite down on your lip. āShitā Iām closeāā You warn him.
He opens his eyes. āās okay..ā He mumbles. āYouā¦you can.ā
āYeah? God, you're the best.ā You groan. Kenma shudders and orgasms, his pussy longing for you to be inside it. He watches as spurts of cum splatter on his stomach and on the band of his sports bra. He wants to taste it. He wants it inside him. āDid you come?ā You ask, wiping him off with a tissue.
āyeah-ā Kenma says shakily, leaning back. āWeā¦we should do it again..another time..ā
āAgreed. This is so much better than getting rejected all the time.ā You grin.
Kenma hugs your pillow as your cock slides back and forth in between in his ass. Heās once again only in his underwear. He has a vibrator, one part stuffed up his cunt and the other pressed against his t-dick. Kenma knows deep down he doesn't need the vibrator and that he could go multiple rounds just with your cock sliding against him but he doesn't want to admit that or worse, admit it to you.
You're under the impression that Kenmaās watching porn with noise cancelling headphones but in reality, the audio is muted and the noise cancelling feature is turned off. It's not gay to like the sound of a guy pleasing himselfā¦it's basically the equivalent to watching porn with a guy who isn't afraid to moan.
āThat's itā just lay there while I use youā¦like a good boy..ā You resist the urge to slap his ass.
Kenma bites down on his lip. Heās glad you can't see his face or else youād realize he doesn't give a shit about the random porno he has playing on his phone.
āSo good for meā¦so fucking good..ā
He whimpers quietly, his cheeks red. Itās hard to justify the arousal heās feeling. He can't even convince himself that he's imagining some random girl saying that to him. He's getting turned on by you, your voice, your hands, your cock, your scent. He really wishes it was him you were thinking about. Then he wouldn't feel so weird.
Kenmaās toes curl when he hears your about-to-come voice. The slight change in pitch and your breathlessness is just what he needed to hear to push him over the edge.
āSo good for daddy..ā You groan. Nevermind, that is what he needed. Kenma squirts, shaking heavily. You come just seconds later.
You slowly breathe in and out, staring at the cum splatter on his back. There aren't many things more erotic than this. Your eyes trail down to his clothed pudgy cunt, a patch of his gray underwear darker than the rest, making you realize he squirted. God, you wish you could just stuff your face in that.
Kenma turns around and takes off his headphones. āIāll shower first.ā
You lean back into Kenmaās couch and look at him as he's avenging your character's death in the game you're playing. You wonder what he really thinks about all this. āHeyā¦Iām curious..ā
āHm?ā Kenma hums.
āCan I touch you? Likeā¦more than usual?ā
He keeps playing the game despite his surprise. āIf you want to.ā His cheeks are red. āI don't mind doing whateverā¦cause weāre best friends, like you said.ā
āReally? So I could likeā¦finger you and thatād be okay?ā
āYeah.ā His voice cracks a bit. āYou could go all the way..if that's what you want..ā
āWowā¦okay.ā You gulp, slowly inching towards Kenma. You hesitantly place your hand on his thigh before sliding it inside his shorts. He does his best to keep fighting the boss while your fingers explore the space between his legs. āIs this okay?ā
āMhm-ā He nods, losing focus as you reach his dick. He lands the final hit on the boss and pauses the game. He can feel your heavy breaths.
āYou're so wetā sorry.ā
āās fine. You canā¦you can talk.ā
You feel more confident now. āI just started and you're already this worked up..ā You murmur, sliding a finger inside him. āSee how easy that was..ā You slowly add a second one. Kenma leans back. His heart is beating so loudly. He sets his controller next to him, then roughly grips the arm of the couch. Your fingering skills need work but Kenma definitely can't tell.
āUh~ Daddy~ā Kenma moans, a bead of sweat drips down his forehead. The noise you made in response makes him shudder.
āSay it again.ā You breathe out, somehow finding his g spot.
āDaddy!ā He cries out, his cunt aggressively squeezing around your fingers.
āGood boy.ā You take your hand out of his pants. The two of you look at each other for a few seconds before turning away. Youāve both decided to ignore the elephant in the room.
āI- Iām gonnaā¦. clean up..ā He says, standing up abruptly.
Kenma figures that since youāve basically given up on getting a girlfriend, he no longer has to feel bad about his arousal towards you. He can just give you everything a romantic partner provides without even having to tell you about his feelings. It's perfect.
āYou did really well today.ā Kenma holds your hand, pulling you inside your hotel room. āWe're going to the quarterfinals ācause of you.ā He pushes you against the door. He pulls your shorts down while getting onto his knees. He kisses your length and tucks his hair behind his ear.
āThis is so much better than an after party.ā You throw your head back as he sucks your cock. He makes good use of his tongue as he takes all of you in his mouth. Kenmaās head bobs up and down while he humps his hand.
The two of you jump at the sound of knocking at the door.
āHey!ā Kuroo calls out your name. Kenma knows he should get up and hide in the bathroom but he just can't pry himself away from your cock. You grab a fistful of Kenmaās hair and push him further along your length, letting him know you don't want him to leave either. āYou're not coming to the party?ā He jiggles the door handle. Kenma looks up at you with the most seductive eyes you've ever seen, his tongue swirls around your cock.
āAre you asleep?ā He knocks again.
āIāll be there later!ā
āYou better be! You're the reason we're celebrating! And tell Kenma to come too!ā Kuroo leaves.
The adrenaline rush makes your cock erupt like a volcano in Kenmaās mouth. Kenma swallows it all then stands up. He leans into your ear. āIāll give you something else after the party.ā He smiles, making his way to the bathroom to freshen up.
As soon as you get back to the hotel room, you press Kenma against the door, reversing your previous positions. You couldn't stop the guys from getting you drunk. You forgot you're not supposed to drink alcohol when you're taking suppressants and now you're extremely horny. āSorry, Ken-ā You mumble with your face buried in his neck. āYou're such a good friend for meā¦so fucking good, baby.ā You quickly expose both of your lower halves and grab Kenmaās legs, your dick throbbing against his pussy.
āWa- wait-ā Kenma looks down. He was planning for this but he didn't anticipate you acting like this. He's only a little tipsy but he can tell his scent is making you drunker. And your strong pheromones definitely aren't helping him suppress his own.
āYou can handle it, Ken, it won't even hurt.ā You slowly align the tip of your cock with his entrance. āāCause your pussyās made for me. Itāll fit.ā
His cheeks are burning hot. He knows you're super drunk and super influenced by your arousal and his pheromones but hearing that makes his heart flutter. He is made for you. Every part of him. It won't hurt. āYe- yeah- it's made for you.ā He watches your lips curl into a smile.
āThat's right.ā You slowly slide inside him without much resistance. āThere we goā¦there we go, baby.ā
Kenma digs his blunt nails into your shoulders and presses his head against the door. It does hurt but it's not as bad as he thought. He moans your name. None of the dildos he's used could even come close to your cock.
āFuckāā You moan. You sink your teeth into his neck. Kenma gasps, his eyes widening. You marked him. He bites down on his lip and grins as you bottom out. He knows it's wrong but he's so glad you marked him. Now you have no choice but to stay with him. You belong to him.
You thrust into him slowly. āYou feel so good..ā
He moans your name. āYes- yesā like thatāā He loves the pace you're going at, it gives him the opportunity to really take you in properly. He doesn't even care if his teammates can hear him. He's too happy. āDaddy~ā
āāM gonna knock you up, Kenā¦breed you til you're full.ā You grow.
āYes! Breed me~!ā Kenma squeals. He rolls his eyes back and moans shamelessly. He's already gonna come.
You quicken your thrusts. āMine.ā You both reach your climax at the same time, his pussy happily takes in your seed.
You slowly open your eyes. Kenmaās next to you fast asleep and wearing your shirt. Your memories of last night are foggy. All you remember is fucking Kenma and marking him. You wonder if heās mad at you. You hope not...this is what you wanted all along. You didn't plan for it to happen so soon though.
He wakes up thanks to you shuffling out of bed. He says your name sleepily.
āSorry, I didn't want to wake you up.ā
āās fine.ā He sits up. āLast nightā¦ā
āIā¦I barely remember it, but I know I marked you..ā You stare at the teeth marks on his neck. āIāll take full responsibility. You're my best friend so I won't abandon you.ā
āThanks..ā He smiles softly. āI don't mind. It's better than dealing with rejection and break ups, right?ā
āRight.ā You nod, smiling back.
āCan you help me shower? My legs are sore.ā
āOf course." You pick him up.
The team stares at you and Kenma as you sit down for breakfast. They're almost done eating. Kenmaās ears are bright red.
āSooā¦ā Kuroo pokes the last chunk of his food with his fork. āShould we be worried aboutā¦a babyā¦.?ā
Would honestly love to see the twst boys with an alpha yuu who had a bad history with a previous partner before they entered the TW world (song idea stitches by shawn mendes). So they arent exactly willing to open their heart just yet, maybe slightly oblivious to the omegas advances. So many chars would be good but if i had to narrow it down maybe the overblot boys? Bonus is Yuu only became an alpha after entering this strange new world, and they arent the best at managing their scent or how to treat other alphas or omegas so they give mixed ish signals time to time?
Stitches | Omega!Overblotters x Alpha M!Yuu
A/N: Anon asked for M!Yuu in the next ask so that's why Yuu is male. I didn't know how to connect the song unfortunately so hopefully a short fic for each person is fine!
Sypnosis: āYuu is a regular human left bleeding out and needing metaphorical "stitches" after a devastatingly toxic relationship. He learned the hard way to lock his heart away. So, when he was transported into Twisted Wonderland and given a secondary gender as an alpha, things get complicated fast. Yuu has zero understanding of the world, completely missing the fact that his alpha presence is driving the campus wild, while their guarded human habits throw everyone else's instincts into absolute chaos.
Riddle Rosehearts is deeply in love with the alpha prefect of Ramshackle, but is entirely bewildered by them. Traumatized by a toxic past relationship, Yuu's scent is warped with anxiety and a "keep away" note, triggering Riddle's desperate instinct to soothe them. ā
āRiddle tries to fix the confusion by giving Yuu books to help him control his alpha presence. When Yuu flinches in fear of being controlled, Riddle recognizes his own trauma in his eyes. Realizing Yuu is just terrified of being hurt again, Riddle discards his rigid expectations to quietly shelter and patiently love them.
"Prefect, if you cannot control your pheromones, then-!" Riddle cut himself off as the metallic tang of Yuu's distressed pheremones hit the air. His omega instincts flared, screaming at him to step forward and soothe the alpha he loved. Squeezing his magical pen until his knuckles turned white, his voice trembled. "Why do you look at me like I am going to hurt you? I am merely... trying to help you regulate yourself."
Leona Kingscholar is a fiercely proud omega who typically scoffs at dynamics, yet he is deeply drawn to Yuu. His keen senses instantly clock that Yuu's erratic alpha scent is warped by the phantom stench of past trauma. It maddens Leona to see the alpha he cares for smelling like a cornered, wounded animal, triggering a powerful, frustrating urge to comfort them. Meanwhile, Yuu's ignorance of dynamics leads to infuriating mixed signals. They submit instantly when Leona snaps, bruising his pride, yet casually invade his space and share food in acts of accidental intimacy that leave him intensely possessive.
Driven to force a reaction, Leona corners Yuu with heavy scent rubbing, but when Yuu freezes in fear of a blow, Leona recognizes the scars of their trauma. Instantly softening his edge, his fierce pride gives way to protective instinct. Pulling Yuu into his personal sleeping spots, Leona wraps them in his own scent, using his presence to shield the wounded alpha from the rest of the world.
ā"Hey herbivore, you think it's funny, throwing your scent around and then rolling over like a kicked pup?" Leona stepped closer, jaw clenching as Yuu's anxiety spiked the air. Yuu flinched, bracing for a strike. Leona stopped dead, a heavy ache twisting his chest. Reaching out, he gently caught the back of Yuu's neck, pulling them against his chest. "Stop looking at me like I'm going to break you." he muttered into their hair. "Just shut up and lean on me.."
Azul Ashengrotto's calculated facade crumbles entirely under his desperate infatuation with Yuu. Driven by his inner omega, Azul is intensely drawn to Yuu's alpha pheromones, a sharp, panic laced aroma warped by past relationship trauma. While Yuu's oblivious mixed signals and casual, intimate gestures leave Azul utterly bewildered and starved for affection, he also ignites an agonizing, possessive need to protect, soothe, and completely belong to him.
Unable to endure the painful distance, Azul cracks and attempts to bind Yuu to him via a contract disguised as an agreement. However, when Yuu flinches in anticipation of exploitation, Azul's heart breaks as he recognizes their shared scars. Tearing up the contract, he drops to his knees in total vulnerability, throwing away his pride and leveraging all his wealth and influence at the Mostro Lounge not to trap Yuu, but to desperately beg for the chance to love, shelter, and heal him.
āAzul's inner omega roared, completely overriding his brain with a desperate, aching need to soothe the trembling alpha. Azul forced his voice out of its slick, business octave into something raw, broken, and pleading. "Please... look at me. I am only trying to bargain for a fraction of your affection, Yuu. Write any terms you want, take everything I own. I am not trying to trap you, I am begging you to let me love you."
āJamil Viper is a fiercely guarded omega whose carefully constructed walls completely shatter around Yuu. His keen instincts immediately register that Yuu's erratic alpha scent is laced with the bitter tang of past trauma. Seeing the alpha he secretly adores smelling like a trapped animal triggers a fierce, agonizing urge within Jamil to shield and protect them from the rest of the world.
Conditioned by his past to never overstep, Yuu immediately retreats and yields whenever Jamil takes charge, sending Jamil's instincts into a spiral of confusion. Yet, Yuu will casually fix Jamil's hood or leave notes telling him to rest. These accidental, intimate acts of caretaking leave the omega utterly flushed, intensely possessive, and desperately starved for more.
āCornering Yuu in a quiet corridor of Scarabia, Jamil's meticulous calculations shatter the moment Yuu flinches violently. Recognizing the shattered reflection of his own internal chains, Jamil drops his facade to wrap the traumatized alpha in his scent, trading control for fierce protection as he murmurs, "Just lean into me, Yuu. Let the rest of this school burn, and let me be the one sanctuary you never have to hide from."
In Vil Schoenheit's eyes, seeing such a powerful alpha presence trapped in a broken, unpolished shell was an absolute tragedy. But to his inner omega, it was a beautiful, devastating undoing. Yuu's trauma from a past human relationship left them hunching their shoulders and broadcasting an anxious scent of rain and panic, throwing the campus into chaos and sparking a protective fury within Vil.
āYet, beneath the desire to rehabilitate Yuu's posture was a desperate, aching yearning. Vil was hopelessly in love, his soul crying out to belong to this gentle alpha, though he forced himself to play the role of a detached mentor while he quietly plotted to heal Yuu and win their heart. Taking matters into his own hands, Vil used luxurious perfumes of crisp bursts of citrus and spice to mask Yuu's panic with a facade of supreme confidence, while intentionally letting his own hidden, soothing jasmine scent drift outward, silently pleading for the trembling prefect to finally notice the devotion burning beneath his perfect exterior.
ā"Sit still, Yuu, and let my perfume carry the weight for you today." Vil commanded softly, his heart hammering against his ribs as he gently lifted the prefect's chin to lock eyes. "An alpha's presence should be a shield, not an open wound, and I will personally ensure no one ever diminishes you again. So look only at me, and let me be the one to put you back together."
Idia Shroud deeply relates to Yuu's desire to shut everyone out. Monitoring Yuu through his screens, he notices his erratic alpha scent spikes and realizes Yuu's "fight or flight" reflex is permanently active from past trauma. They initially bond over a quiet, unspoken understanding of shared isolation.
āHowever, Yuu's trauma induced submissiveness and accidental acts of care completely derail Idia's logic. Seeing a wounded alpha yield to him triggers Idia's deeply suppressed, inner omega, leaving him intensely possessive and desperate to lock Yuu away in the secure Ignihyde labs to keep them safe from the outside world.
ā"I brought you some of those energy drinks you like... and I cleared the trash from your doorway so you wouldn't have to step around it.." Yuu said softly, stepping into the dim lab and gently adjusting the collar of Idia's jacket before immediately flinching back, his shoulders hunching as if expecting a reprimand. "Sorry, I-I'll get out of your hair now. I didn't mean to crowd your space, I'll go."
āIdia stared at them, his hair flaring a chaotic, panicked pink as his omega instincts absolutely redlined at the dizzying mixed signals. "Wait, no- Don't log out yet! You can't just drop high tier caretaking buffs on me and then execute an immediate retreat like I'm going to aggro on you! Your scent is literally screaming panic right now. Just... stay in the lab. The door is triple locked, okay? Nobody can reach you here. Please... just let me keep you safe."
āMalleus Draconia deeply understands loneliness, even if human trauma remains a foreign concept to him. He finds Yuu's strange, unrefined aura utterly fascinating. However, when Yuu accidentally acts submissive or flinches away in defensive panic, it triggers a powerful, unfamiliar urge within Malleus' inner omega to soothe and protect him.
āDetermined to ease the wounded alpha's fear, the formidable fae drops his imposing guard. Yuu's dizzying mixed signals, offering small, accidental acts of care before immediately retreating, leave Malleus intensely possessive. He throws himself into a desperate desire to court Yuu, wanting nothing more than to prove that he does not seek to dominate or destroy him, but to fully belong to him.
ā"You offer me such tender care, Child of Man, yet you recoil as if expecting a strike." Malleus murmured, stepping into his space with his head bowed in total vulnerability. "Your scent speaks of a terrible, haunting fear. Please, do not hide from me. I have no wish to dominate or conquer you. I only desire to wrap you in my wings, to court you properly, and to ensure the world can never hurt you again."
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Yandere beta who doesnāt understand why omegas swoon over alphas until you came along. Yandere beta who has never smelled a scent a day in his life but suddenly feels like heās drowning in yours. Yandere beta who steals a hoodie you left behind in your locker so he can cuddle it in bed. Yandere beta who suddenly collapses panting heavily in front of you, releasing the best scent youāve ever smelled in your life. Yandere beta who gets told he has turned into an omega upon meeting his soul mate. Yandere omega who forces you to take responsibility and help him with his heat.
teacher!alpha!m!reader x student!blind!omega!Qiuyuan, fluff;
student!Qiuyuan who has never been keen on finding love. Heās not particularly interested in these topics and believes that no one would want a blind omega anyway
student!Qiuyuan who never lets his instincts get the better of him. He never shows reactions typical of an omega. Canāt flutter his eyelashes in a flirtatious manner, speak in higher pitch or calm another person with his pheromones
student!Qiuyuan for whom the only way to experience world is through smell and hearing. But who at the same time, stubbornly uses scent-blocking patches so that no one will ever smell his scent. Too afraid of showing his weaknesses and being compared to omegas. Who has been on suppressants his whole life, almost losing the ability to experience heat
student!Qiuyuan who despite being blind, feels othersā ādisgustedā stares on him. Someone like him? An omega?
student!Qiuyuan who has always had very low self-esteem when it comes to being an omega. What fun can you have dating someone who canāt see? Others surely believe he canāt participate in typical teenage activitiesā¦ And in the future, it would surely be too much of a burden and responsibility to support someone like him. Heās probably not even as pretty as other omegasā¦ Not only is he a man, but heās also over six feet tall... Heās not like those charming, alluring omegas with delicate facial features and petite, curvy figures. Heās leaner and more bony, damaged by life. He doesnāt give off a harmless, friendly vibe that invites you to approach him. Surely no one would want to choose himā¦
student!Qiuyuan who is even ashamed of his own scent. A bamboo forest in the morning, sprinkled with fresh dew. Refreshing and gentle, yet at the same time unusual due to a heavy, earthy noteā¦ Definitely unlike those sweet floral or cheerful citrus aromas that carry through the corridors behind ātrueā omegas
student!Qiuyuan who has hated alpha scents since childhood, having grown up in a house full of betas. Who, with a hypersensitive sense of smell, easily detects bad intentions and nasty character of alphas. Who knows that a campus full of teenagers with raging hormones is like a battlefield. That you canāt find anyone trustworthy here
student!Qiuyuan who is always reserved and lonely. A typical, quiet student, not really interested in lessons. Sitting in the back row by open window. Who prefers to stick his head out toward the sounds of sports field and feel pleasant wind breeze on his face. Only form of relief in a stuffy room overflowing with overlapping scents of pheromones
student!Qiuyuan who never tries to make friends, always assuming isolation and rejection. To whom over time, other students are even afraid to speak
student!Qiuyuan whose reluctance to his classmates and whole pessimistic attitude towards love change, when one afternoon, a newcomer walks into a classroomā¦
student!Qiuyuan who for the first time, takes a deep, joyful breath of alphaās pheromones. Turns eagerly towards the blackboard- Hoping to see that one-of-a-kind individual- Only chance to reverse his miserable fate-
student!Qiuyuan who in fact unfortunately āsees nothingā. As if for a moment he had completely forgotten that he is blindā¦ But despite the bitterness on his tongue, he feels a strange peace and happiness in heart. As if your distant presence alone is enough to heal wounds of hurt omega
student!Qiuyuan who sensing your dominant yet warm and friendly aura, knows you have good intentions. He believes you wouldnāt harm anyone. And he swoons not only at your scent but also at your gentle chuckle, triggered by a comment from someone in front row
student!Qiuyuan who is surprised when he senses that instead of heading towards some potential āfriendā from another class, youāre moving towards teacherās desk. He gasps upon hearing you introduce yourself as new teacher, replacing the homeroom teacher who went on maternity leave. And immediately he withdraws into his shell again. Despairing over the hopelessness of his situation. Scolding himself for ever deluding himself into thinking that fate would grant him a friendā¦
student!Qiuyuan who is even more surprised when one Friday, you approach his desk after class. You crouch down next to his chair, looking up at him patiently. He feels your gaze on him and senses that radiant warmth he experienced when he first met you. He doesnāt understand however why you decide to make an effort and cross the entire length of room just to talk to him. And why you try to make him feel comfortable, waiting peacefully for other students to leave a classroom
student!Qiuyuan who doesn't know what to say when you ask in a sweet voice if everything is okay. When you are the first person in this cursed school to take an interest in him. When you don't overwhelm him with adult beliefs, additional assignments or requirements necessary to pass to next grade. When you simply let him know that if he ever needs anything in the future you will always be here
student!Qiuyuan who begins to wonder if all young teachers entering this profession are like you. Full of passion and fighting for studentās well-being- Because yes, even from the tone of your voice or sound of your footsteps, he can sense that youāre very young, not much older than him. And besides, he becomes assured of his belief when he decides to eavesdrop gossips. For the first time since childhood genuinely intrigued by another person- Everyone is talking about you. Omegas, betas, alphas. Girls and boys. Whether out of fascination or jealousy. Youāre on everyoneās lips. Young hot teacher. It only takes a day for you to have your own fan club
student!Qiuyuan who mortified, catches himself listening whenever he hears your name nearby. Who unconsciously records every little detail about you in his memory. These fangirls really do have incredible talent and passionā¦ Your favorite drink which you always use to moisten your throat during lectures. Food you most often choose for lunch. Other teachers you get along with best. Place where you most often eat dinner and where itās easiest to run into you outside of school hours. What kind of car you drive or what brand of shirts you wear most often. Not to mention how many buttons you leave undone and how you roll up your sleeves to your elbows because you constantly feel as if it's too hot
student!Qiuyuan who eventually comes to conclusion that he already has met several younger teachers in his life. And that none of them are as noble as you. And certainly not that PE teacher who immediately cut him off from any activities. Odering him to sit on a bench as soon as he realized that Quiyuan was "that blind kid"
student!Qiuyuan who for the first time, starts paying attention in class. Though only in yoursā¦ and instead of basking in breeze, he turns his head towards you. Listening to what you're saying. He actually starts taking an interest in topics you bring up. Genuinely absorbs knowledge and realizes it isnāt as bad as heād assumed. At least when someone is truly passionate about what they do and when you can hear excitement in their voiceā¦ Qiuyuan finally comes to school with a smile, rather than dragged there by the need to please his beloved parents
student!Qiuyuan who realizes that even though youāre kind and understanding towards all your students, joking with them regularly during class, itās only him you show such great care for. You have such a special approach only towards him- And this isnāt that "special treatment" heās experienced from other teachers. Where he passed from year to year with lowest grades, because others had given up on him. Not believing he could ever become of any use to society. Out of pity, turning a blind eye to his lack of participation or wrong answers. As if completely ignoring his presence throughout whole school year
student!Qiuyuan who is as happy like a child when you give him a bad grade for an oral response but at the same time encourage him to retake the exam. Finally, someone actually takes him seriously. Shows interest. Doesnāt fake his results and at the same time believes he is capable of more. Even that slightly disappointed tone, which you try so hard to hide, is like flattery to him. Though he definitely prefers to hear you when youāre satisfied and proud. Especially of himā¦
student!Qiuyuan who finally decides to knock on your office door. Seeking help and hysterically apologizing for not making it during office hours. But for the past two hours, he really couldnāt summon the courage. And the fact that he finally approached your door was really just a random impulse
student!Qiuyuan whom you have to calm down before you two can even talk. Leading him to a sofa, gently stroking his hunched back and serving a cup of steaming lemon tea. Worried about omegaās state, you grab any opportunity to calm his nerves. But only thing that really works is your alpha soothing pheromones and your low, gentle voice assuring that everything will be okay and that youāre not mad
student!Qiuyuan who after talking to you, realizes for the first time that he has a future ahead and that he should fight for it. With shining eyes, he listens as you acknowledge how much heās had to go through since losing his sight and that the very fact that he manages daily tasks so well shows just how capable he is. How much he can accomplish with his other sharpened senses. And how much he should and must work hard. Not only to prove his worth to others but also to provide for himself and his family in future. Because in your eyes, he is more than capable of it. He doesn't have to be left solely at the mercy of others
student!Qiuyuan who is almost moved to tears when you say he inspires you
student!Qiuyuan who from that moment on, truly changes his life. Begins to learn even from other teachers. Not wanting to just sit around on PE while others play team sports, he starts running on his own on a track around the field. During classes he raises his hand to surprise of the rest and actively participates in lessons. He no longer skips homework but actually tries to complete all his projects
student!Qiuyuan who manages to improve and catch up on material only thanks to your help. Thanks to almost daily tutoring sessions for which you never accept any money. You always explain things so clearly and your tips are so helpful- You never yell at him; you just patiently help him find the solution. And you record the most important topics for him on a voice recorder. Later, Quiyuan always does the best especially on these things. Maybe because he listens to them over and over just to enjoy your voice in privacy of his roomā¦ On headphones, because heās too embarrassed to admit to his family that heās obsessed with some alphaās voice. For whom he made space on his phone by deleting all music playlists
student!Qiuyuan who treats you like his master. Everything you say is sacred. He takes every piece of advice to heart and faithfully performs every request. He seeks your approval. To the point that when he gets his report card he runs to you first. Just to hear that tender chuckle and a few words of praise. To feel as you smile warmly at him and ruffle his hair. That tingling feelingā¦ His omega has never felt better
student!Qiuyuan who is ready to bare his fangs at anyone who dares to say a bad word about you. Heās never gotten involved in such conflicts before but now heāll do it without a second thought. And he doesnāt care that as an omega heās standing up to some alpha. You believe in him. Thatās why he walks out of a fight without a single scratch. His fist stained red from a contact with a nose of that rude, disgusting alpha
student!Qiuyuan who, despite his negative feeling and bad experiences with alphas, trusts you unconditionally. His omega feels safe with you and is willing to do anything for you. All you have to do is ask. Although that lecture about not getting into fights seems to have fallen on deaf earsā¦
student!Qiuyuan who out of gratitude, asks his mom to teach him how to make bento. Overjoyed she agrees right away. Thrilled at the thought that her little boy has finally fallen in love and found himself a good alpha. Completely unaware that her beloved son leaves all boxes with bento on his teacherās desk. Every day before classes start. Before anyone else has a chance to wake up as early as Qiuyuan and arrive at school. Although at first you try to convince Qiuyuan that thereās no need for him to do such thing, that what you buy on your way is more than enough, over time you canāt wait to see colorful notes with a message left under wooden lid.
student!Qiuyuan who loves it when you pamper him. When you always bring him something to drink. Make sure your office is aired out before he arrives. Treat him with sweet candies as a reward for progress on completed tasks
student!Qiuyuan who is happy that there is finally someone who understands his problems and with whom he can talk about matters concerning only omegas and alphas. Itās a little embarrassing that during breaks from studying, he talks about such things with an alpha... But considering that he grew up in a house full of betas who canāt relate to his situation or urge of instinct, youāre definitely the best option
student!Qiuyuan who is fascinated examining every corner of your apartment when he visit for the first time. Your flat is rather modest but spacious enough and well-kept. And above all, itās your own... Youāve worked hard for it while Qiuyuan still lives with his parents... He praises your taste as much as he possibly can. As long as his message gets through to you and you feel appreciated
It's just... for all week you were too busy with meetings and other teaching duties. You couldnāt meet with him for tutoring, so it was only polite to suggest that he visit you over a weekend to catch up. Though you werenāt sure heād agree... But he did it in a split second. As soon as the information reached his brain. With a loud āyes!ā, after which he immediately got embarrassed and hid his face in his long black hair. Too bad, because that peach blush really looks wonderful on him...
student!Qiuyuan who only realizes he has a little big crush on you when you accidentally kiss him. It happens when youāre sitting across from each other on a small sofa... At the sight of his face bathed in sunlight you suddenly lose your words. And he, abruptly confused, looks up from a braille books you bought him. When you are "gazing" into each other's eyes like that... you lean in and press a quick kiss to his plump lips. Completely swept up in the moment
You swear you can hear his heart suddenly racing-
student!Qiuyuan who quickly gives in to you. Or do you give in to him? And your sweet āinnocent loveā begins to sprout in shadows of your secret meetings
student!Qiuyuan who spends his free time at your place more and more often. He feels almost at home there. Often cooks dinner for you, trying to get rid of your bad eating habits. He even cleans up sometimes, wanting to feel a bit like the lady of a house. And you donāt mind when he ārummages through your drawers.ā You want him to feel at ease at your house
student!Qiuyuan who leaves plenty of his stuff at your flat and also gets a lot of new "small" things. Like a personal toothbrush to keep there, a matching mug, personalized slippers-
student!Qiuyuan who, under the pretext of sleeping over at a friend's house, sneaks out of family home to spend the night in your arms. And your shirtā¦ Which despite his tall figure, is always too loose on him and hangs off his lean body like a dress
student!Qiuyuan who heals his insecurities and begins to love his body as he experiences how you react to it. Feeling of your gaze devouring him, loud gasps, whistles, hands exploring places they shouldnāt... Who melts away in the compliments flowing from your lips. Though his eyes show no reaction, out of embarrassment he still closes his eyelids. Trying to hide from you. Burrowing as deep as possible into bedsheets-
student!Qiuyuan who almost bursts into tears when you accidentally catch a whiff of his pheromones for the first time. Firstly out of panic and then out of gratitude. This happens when he starts to feel a little too at ease around you and forgets heās not at his family home. Where betas canāt smell him anyway. And forgets that after his morning shower, he needs to put his scent-blocking patch back on. When you suddenly gasp and inhale the air in kitchen, he turns to you terrified. Heās afraid youāll be disgusted and that youāll finally realize you deserve someone better. That he isnāt such a adorable omega and that itās better if you kick him out of your apartment. When the opposite happens and you start going crazy over his scent, he canāt believe it. In every spare moment, you bury your face in his scent glands and soak in this relaxing scent. Sometimes, when heās very busy, he tries to push your face aside. But youāre too strong. So Qiuyuan begins to proudly share his pheromones with the world. His colleagues look at him in surprise and he just smiles from ear to ear. If his alpha likes it, thatās more than enough. And since his scent can bring you comfort, he is happy to always be on duty
student!Qiuyuan who massages your aching temples after a hard day at work and plants butterfly kisses on your face while you try to fall asleep on his lap
student!Qiuyuan who gets easily jealous of your exes. And always makes a grumpy face when he accidentally comes across their photos in your old album. But he understands that you donāt want to throw away the photos where youāre with whole group of friends from your youth
student!Qiuyuan who feels your gaze on him during every class. Struggling to hold back his omegaās reactions, especially during preheat. After he stops stuffing himself with suppressants and slowly regains his ability to go through heat. These situations are the worst. Innocent blushes, hidden from classmates by curtain of hair, turn into clenched legs. Struggling to hold back the burning sensation inside
student!Qiuyuan who is disappointed and yet even more in love, impressed by your composure as you reject his advances in fever time and declare that youāll only truly experience heat with him once he finishes school. Thus rebelling against your alpha and keeping your instincts in check
student!Qiuyuan whom you help in these difficult moments by playing the role of errand boy and protecting his nest. Not daring to get into bed, only sitting close on a floor and simply stroking Qiuyuanās head
cw; noncon towards reader, omegaverse, religious themes and imagery, implications of religious abuse, noncon, boy pussy, manipulation, abuse, baby trapping
Your back hit the wooden door as the overwhelming pheromones invaded your senses. You tried to reach for the knob but you couldn't find the strength to turn it. Your legs felt weak as your instincts screamed at you. Bite, claw, mark, mate, your brain seemed to be howling at you. And on the opposite side of the room stood the one causing you to go haywire. You watched his clothes slip over his shoulder exposing his untouched neck to the open air.
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Hours before you found yourself trapped in a little office you instead found yourself trapped in your grandparent's church. Regardless of your beliefs the last thing you wanted to do while on vacation was wake up at 7 am and sit around listening to dry old men talk about how everything is a sin. Of course it's not like you could actually say no either, it might have just killed your grandmother if you didn't go to church with her. "Maybe you'll find a nice decent omega" she'd suggested so hopefully. You didn't have the heart to tell her that you were dating another alpha back home. For the same reason you were here at church, just keep her happy and content until the end.
So you were being polite, smiling and greeting everyone she introduced you to. You were introduced to a few "nice girls" your grandma wanted you to know. Then you met him, a visiting priest named Amatore that was taking over while the usual one went on vacation. He was younger than most of the other people who attended this church but he seemed to get along with everyone immediately. All the elderly women greeted him joyfully and he would ask them about their day while the older men would give him a firm handshake and make some quick greeting. After your grandmother greeted him and introduced you, clearly hoping you would be interested in a priest closer to your age, you decided to linger a bit behind.
You stood there awkwardly for a breath before Amatore decided to speak up. "Your grandmother is a lovely woman, I've enjoyed seeing her bible studies."
You smiled back at him. "Yeah, its nice to see her again."
The priest stepped closer to you, lowering his voice slightly. "I can tell this isn't really your kind of thing... Still, I can admire doing something for your family."
"Hah... Yeah uh I don't really like this kind of stuffy 'everything is a sin' type of church. No offense." You nervously shifted on your feet.
Amatore chuckled from beside you. "Everything is a sin... Well, if that's true then weren't we all forgiven of our sins?"
You gave him a look before smiling sheepishly. "Yeah you'd think so but I remember when i visited as a kid the priest saying that dancing was the devil. I couldn't even do the cupid shuffle after that."
Amatore laughed at that, one of his hands rested on your shoulders. You could smell something sweet, almost intoxicating from him and you felt something start to tug at your mind. And then in an instant it was gone just like his hand.
"I hope my sermon will be more enjoyable." With those words he made his way to his seat. You pulled yourself together and sat with your family.
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You felt like you were swimming in a cloud of lust and sin, your hands clawing desperately at the bare flesh in front of you. The omega in your lap was speaking, maybe even teasing you, but all words were diminished to nonsense in your state. Your tongue dragged along unmarked skin while your hips thrusted upwards trying to find the sweet scent. You knew somewhere in your mind all of this was wrong, you have a partner, you didn't want this, you're supposed to be doing something else. Every cognizant thought couldn't make its way past the fog of your rut, the haze of the sweet scent that commanded as if ordered by god to mate. The omega's hands pulled on your hair denying your teeth from finding purchase on his neck.
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"Not yet. We are not completely free from sin, yet." Amatore was a good public speaker, you could tell immediately. The sermon barely started and he has the entire auditorium hanging onto his words.
"Recently I had someone come up to me and ask me something along the lines of 'If Jesus died for our sins why is there still a sin?' It's a good question I think." His words made you cringe a little bit with the instinctive worry of 'oh god hes talking about me'.
As his sermon went on you found yourself writing, drawing, scribbling into your bulletin board. Any small thing to stave off boredom while he went on. It wasn't a bad sermon, everyone else was certainly engaged, but you didn't really care for any of it.
As he reached the end you tuned back in to hear him saying. "The saying goes 'I would rather ask for forgiveness than permission.' but the important part is actually asking for forgiveness. To live is to sin, we will commit a thousand tiny indiscretions and sins before lunch. And Jesus will forgive us. That is why we need to humbly come before him and ask for his forgiveness. Now please stand as we come before him now."
There was a prayer and then another song and finally announcements. You were ready for lunch when everyone finally stood to leave. You followed behind your grandmother as she and your grandfather went to talk to their friends and anyone else who they didn't get to catch up with yet. You were awkwardly standing besides her while she and one of her friends gossiped when Amatore walked up to you.
"What did you think of the sermon?" He was looking right at you. One of the women answered first, complimenting him, then your grandmother followed suit.
"Uhm I found it interesting." You just nodded along.
"I was actually hoping we could continue our discussion from earlier. You don't mind if I steal him do you?" He looked at your grandmother with his charming smile.
"Oh! No go ahead! I'll meet you at the car afterwards." She patted your shoulder.
You made your way with him to his office.
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The hand in your hair finally slipped when Amatore let out a shakey moan. You immediately buried your face in his neck, soft nips and bites at his skin. You were growling and clawing at his back with every thrust against his still clothed sex. You needed him, every inch of your body screamed with need. You didn't know how Amatore was still conscious with all the pheromones you were desperately pouring. He was blushing and still talking, mocking and chastising you, while his hands went to his pants.
"You're going to pump loads of cum into my pussy aren't you" He whispered in your ear and you understood that.
"Mm gnna breed. Full of pups." You grunted in-between thrusts.
Amatore chuckled at you before he picked himself off of you, much to your dismay. You watched him remove his pants and then the lacey white underwear that covered his soaked hairy cunt. Seeing his cute pussy made you feel like a man without water. You desperately crawled over to him and grabbed his hips roughly enough that your nails scratched him. He gasped when he noticed what you wanted.
"Mm.. I knew you were perfect." He didn't make sense but atleast he lowered his cunt onto your face.
You held onto him tight enough he might bruise while you made him ride your face. He was tugging your hair harshly while he grinded his swollen clit against your tongue up to your nose. Your tongue quickly alternated between sucking on his clit to burying into his folds. You were eating him like you were starving and he was the most delicious meal you'd ever had. The noises of your tongue fucking into him and then sloppily sucking on his clit and folds was absolutely filthy, wet and sticky and loud. Amatore pulled your hair as hard as he could.
"W-wanna cum on your cock alpha. Please-!" He cried out so sweetly, quickly losing his composure.
It was hard but eventually you managed to pry yourself away from his cunt. Your face was soaked in his juices and he leaned down to kiss you and taste himself. You don't know if he coaxed you into it or if you overpowered him but you suddenly slammed him down into the door. Your thick cock pressed against his tight cunt and you looked down at him, taking in his handsome and messy face. His hands cupped your cheeks before he pulled you down into a soft kiss.
"Its ok... Make me yours."
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When you came to your senses hours later Amatore was crying naked and covered in marks on the floor. You couldn't remember what happened clearly, you remember smelling something sweet and then going into heat. You looked at him with panic and horror as you realized what you must have done. You ran to the small trash can in the room and emptied your stomach as he sobbed.
"You- you ruined me." He had crawled over to you, anger and pain etched on his face.
"I'm sorry I'm so-" You could barely breathe as your eyes took in the sight of his marked neck.
You knew what being marked and unmarried would mean for him. You knew what having sex before marriage meant for him regardless of his consent in the matter. You could feel yourself get sick again and you began dry heaving into the trash. Amatore was hiccuping but he still crawled closer, a tepid hand gently rubbed your back.
"I can't... I can't blame you it's my fault for being born this way..." His voice was so sad it broke your heart.
"You don't need to do anything... I'll take full resp-"
"No-!" You grabbed his shoulders your eyes full of pain. "I'll take responsibility. I'll marry you."
Amatore started to cry again before he threw himself into your arms. You held him tight as you wondered a million things. How would you explain this to your family? To your boyfriend? What were you going to do? How could you protect Amatore? All of this thoughts started to ease as you smelled the warm sweet comforting pheromones from your new omega.
