#omegaalpha

You thought you could duck into this quiet side room, didn't you? So overwhelmed with the scent of your own slick cunt that you don't even realise I'm there, those pretty noises as you rub your tdick desperately, fingers in your cunt while you ride out that initial wave of heat.

It's only when you hear the little growl I let out, palming my aching hard cock after watching you, that you realise the danger you're in.

You're a pretty little unmated Omega. And I've been dosed with your pheromones for however long it's taken you to cum. The only thing I can do is have my way with you. Kneeling down and forcing you onto the counter while I eat you out, your moans and gasps only serve to spur me on, and I'll have you cumming again on my tongue. And then, I'll decide you're ready.

Doesn't matter if you say anything, I'll breed you nice and deep like you want. When you feel the blunt press of my cock against your cunt, you know you're mine.

imagining an alpha’s first time bottoming

they’ve been fantasizing about this for a long time, but this is the first time they’ve ever felt safe enough with a partner to ask for it. their belly is twisted into knots, but despite their nerves, they settle, presenting to their partner.

their partner takes their time—opening them up slowly, carefully. “look at you,” they croon. “taking my fingers so well.” the alpha’s face burns. they whine—only to choke on a keen when their partner’s fingers crook, brushing their prostate and setting their nerves alight with pleasure.

under such careful ministrations, it doesn’t take long for the alpha to fall apart. tension melts away with each broken whine and whimper. it’s only when they’re trembling, hardly able to hold themselves up, that their partner pulls away. they cry out, mourning the lost—but the sound barely escapes their throat before their partner’s cock is pressed against them.

“shh, shh,” their partner soothes, stroking their palms down their sides. “s’alright, i’m here. i’ve got you.”

the breath leaves them all at once. their stomach tightens with—nerves? anticipation?

their partner presses in, just as maddeningly slowly as they had fingered them.

they pant into the sheets, fabric growing damp from drool. their hands clench, unclench—half-desperate to just yank their partner forward.

the keen that escapes them when their partner finally, finally bottoms out is embarrassing. or it would be, if they could think beyond the feeling of their partner’s warmth draped against their back; the sensation of feeling finally, exquisitely, full.

their partner moves; settling into a rhythm that keeps the alpha’s brain fuzzy with pleasant, humming static. their body buzzes. helpless, high pitched growls roll from their chest, around pleas for more, yes, there.

“such pretty noises,” their partner murmurs, stroking their chest, their belly. “you’re such a good alpha, darling. always making sure i’m taken care of. s’my turn, now. gonna make you feel just as good as you do me.” their hand closes around the alpha’s cock, stroking in time with their thrusts.

heat builds, and builds, swelling deep in their belly until—

white.

they keen their partner’s name, orgasm rolling through them. distantly, they feel their partner grip their knot, holding it with the perfect amount of pressure.

they come back to themselves slowly. the first thing they’re aware of are gentle kisses and nips, pressed against their nape and shoulders. their chest is rumbling. when they started purring, they’re not sure, but they can feel an answering rumble in their mate’s chest. they sigh softly, contently.

“everything you imagined?” their mate asks, lips against their neck.

“better,” they reply.

loosely based on the silver surfer

-⭐

Oh dear, poor little starlight, playing with yourself can only do so much for you.

Don't worry, Alpha will take care of you.

I'll find you, toy buried in your cunt, sprawled in your nest, and press it that little bit deeper in for a moment, before pulling it out and making you suck it clean. I'll watch the way your cunt clenches down and tries to milk the nothingness filling it. Then, I'll press my cock into you nice and slowly, watching the way your eyes grow wide and then your breath hitches in your throat at the feeling of my cock continuing to go deeper.

Finally, once I'm buried deep inside of you, I'll make you cum with my fingers, the feeling of my cock stretching you open will chase away that irritating, insisten ache.

And then I'll use you as my fucktoy, rutting into you for as long as I need, watching the way you gasp and whimper and moan as I pound you relentlessly.

Maybe I'll keep going for hours, letting you cum over and over and over, until you're nearly passing out with pleasure.

I’ll stand guard at night when you’re making those soft little noises in your bed chamber, just imagining how you might look with your fingers inside your princely pussy, but I can’t, no matter how much I love you, surely I can’t.

It’s only when your father, the king, is nearly killed and I save him that he says I can have anything in the kingdom, anything I ask for, and I ask for your hand, that I see the tears of joy in your eyes, he asks if that’s what you’d want, and you nod, and we are mated with a wedding befitting a prince of your beauty.

🙀

Oh dear oh dear, Omega.

Luckily for you, being all pliant and desperate for an Alpha to batter your womb open into accepting every last drop of my cum is exactly what Omega cunts are for, and tcocks need tormenting to help Alphas like me on our way there. I need to just hold you down and force you to take me in deep, so deep that all you can feel is me wrecking your fertile womb

hfff, damn Omega, you really know how to get me worked up so early in the day.

Wanna watch your face as my knot presses into you, even though you're so sensitive and need to just be filled nicely for once. I'll keep you safe and close while I use you to fulfil my need to rut, humping into you while you mark me up.