Looking at the two omegas, Adam ran his hand across his stumble covered face. He narrowed his eyes hummed as he shot a glance towards his companion, Asher, before taking a slow step forwards. They had both been looking for suitable Omega’s for some time now. These two were pretty enough but the one kept on glaring at the two of them. Of course, that one didn’t interest Adam as much as the other. Dark curls, bright green eyes and miles of pale skin. He was your classic Omega. He walked around the two slowly and eyed up ever side of them before once again standing next to Asher.
“Are you interested in either of them?” Adam asked his chin slightly tilted up. “I feel like I need to know more.” He admitted. “Do you both have names?”
For a moment there was silence and then a slight jingle of chains from the larger Omega. The one with the harsh glare. He wasn’t as... refined as the other. Standing with his shoulders slumped and exposed skin broken by punishment scars. He stood slightly taller than the other. His stance just a bit a head of him, and protective over the smaller Omega. “First name’s Get, second names Fucked.” He hissed, teeth bared as he glared down Adam. As if speaking to him was an insult in itself. He did have a reason for it. Wilee hadn’t seen Wyatt in months and the Guards had already given him a good few smacks for trying to talk to his friend on the way up here. Cunts, the lot of them.
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