#pup reader

Soap is actually ghosts, but he and price decided the pups need a play date. Ur pretty nervous, gaz already rough houses u quiet a bit, but according to price hes really well behaved compared to soap. This is basically confirmed when you see the new pup, a metal muzzle affixed to fis face.

"Tends to bite when hes excited." Ghost explains when he walks by, patting ur head. The look soap gives you is hungry, even as gaz is already eagerly approaching. The other two pups are familiar with eachother, that much is clear when gaz reaches down to palm at soaps cock. They tousle for a bit, you watch as gaz eagerly licks across soaps skin.

They finally turn when you let out a soft whimper, apprehensive but eager to be included. Theyre on you in seconds, playing rough as the shove ur body around. Gaz holds ur legs open so soap can sniff, drool dripping out from the thin bars of his muzzle right onto u.

They end up taking turns mounting you then fighting over who gets to take ur mouth. Its bliss, mind numbing bliss that has u whimpering and whining. Though ghost has so scruff soap and gaz when they get over eager and try to both fit inside u.

" pup things "

i adoreee platonic omegaverse (and idc if its boring or something) i just love the concept of protective alpha Satoru Gojo and his first year student reader that still reeks of a pup scent.

Satoru already wants to protect the youth, to keep them safe from the harsh reality of jujutsu world, so i can imagine he feels extremely protective over all of his students, practically seeing them as his pups in a way.

And i can imagine him being extremely overprotective over one of his students, reader, because of their scent that is way much stronger than others, but instead of it being the second gender it’s still just the pup scent, maybe they are a late bloomer for example.

So i can totally see him being hesitant with sending reader onto their missions, and when he does finally send them he definitely either stalks them or rigs the missions beforehand to make it more safer. Don’t get him wrong, he does want them to be strong, but his instincts just scream to wrap the reader in a soft blanket and never let go.

He definitely invades the reader’s personal space, acting like they’re a helpless pup rather than an actual teenager who defeats curses on a daily basis. He would probably also cry if the reader saw him as a parental figure or even has something of his in their nest.

He tries to deny the plain favoritism, but it’s clear to everyone including the reader that he is indeed playing favorites, and they are currently winning.

I wonder how it would go if they both tried to take pup reader to their nest and came in contact with eachother (I can only imagine two in heat omegas would be like two cats hissing at eachother but it's mostly Jason hissing because Bruce is happy to see his pups getting along)

I just love kinda sfw omega fics, I'm an enjoyer of the cuddle piles

Well, in a universe where both Bruce and Jason were omegas there would definitely be struggle.

I think that the only way Jason would ever be in the same room as Bruce with both of them being in heat is if it were by complete accident. Accidentally stumbling upon a nesting Bruce and being trapped in it, the older man’s heat triggering his own.

But it could also be a scenario where Jason’s kept Bruce’s pup for too long. Where Bruce finds himself standing at the door of Jason’s nest, the powerful aroma of a suppressed heat overwhelming his senses as his eyes are consumed by the sight of two of his babies cuddling up together in his older baby’s nest, so deep in their instincts that the only thing his pup does is whine while his older baby growls at him, Bruce, for the intrusion, perceiving him as a threat on sight.

Basically, Jason’s heat triggers his own. And a party of two is forced to become a party of three as Bruce bulldozes his way in, wrapping his arms tight around the both of them, heart filling with a deep satisfaction.

His babies. They’re here.

Jason struggles, of course, but Bruce knows how to use the fact that he’s an omega, Jason does not.

If they are just going out for a bit, on a jog or a quick store run, you won’t do much. Might try to bake something nice for them and end up making a big mess

If they were going to work, they’d often come home to a huge mess. The floors covered in mud and… whatever other substances you got into? Your toys were all over the place. Kyle’s room was almost always destroyed because you had decided that his room was the best for making forts.

And god forbid they leave you alone while they’re on a mission. When they get back they’ll most likely find you on the couch with a belly ache because you’ve gotten into all the sugary snacks. The meal plans that John left you are all over the kitchen, Simon’s blanket is soaked from how many times you’ve humped it; When he tries to scold you for it all you can say was that you missed him.

nsfw 🔞 mdni

It's something you learned early on in your arangement. If he wants you to do something, you better make it happen or face punishment.

"Ah! Si– please, please I can't– it won't–" which is how you end up here, grinding desperately against ghosts boot because he told you to cum nearly five minutes ago and you know his patience is running out.

"No, Pet." Ghost grunts, shifting his position in the armchair and grabbing your chin to stop your drool from getting on his gear. "You beg and whine to get off, and now you're not even trying."

The dissapointment in hid voice nearly makes you sob. You grind harder, but the friction is hardly enough through your underwear. You know you can do it, you've done it before. But that was with ghost helping you and now he's just sitting there "pleasee– simon– I wanna i promise! I just– I can't–"

You know you hardly make sense right now, but everything is so overwhelming. Ghost scoffs above you and you fear he'll take his boot away, but he simply grabs you by the back of your neck and angles his foot. "I have to do everything for you, don't I pup?"

He sighs like he's going above and beyond for you, but you can hear fondness in your voice. He secretly likes how poorly trained you are.

His boot nudges against you and oh that feels good. With his hand on your scruff, and the new friction, it's shockingly easy to reach your peak. Babbling "thank you– thank you, simon! Ahh–"

But even after you settle down into a soft afterglow, ghost doesn't let you go. Instead, he grabs a better hold of your neck and grabs something out of sight.

The familiar buzz of ghosts favourite vibrator makes your stomach drop, and when you look up with wide eyes he chuckles "you didn't do it on yer own, pet. Since you wanted it so bad, you're gonna keep going until I'm happy."

Hmm...piss kink...AND pup kink??? Yeah.

Obedient Pup!reader who got the special treat of sleeping in price's bed, getting so excited when you wake up next to your handler. He's so warm and soft, cock lying between his legs because he hates sleeping clothed. You can't help yourself, mind fuzzy and deep into pupspace, crawling down to lap at price's cock.

He wakes up to his favourite puppy huffing his cock, occasionally taking him into your mouth and sucking. Price spreads his legs wider, petting over your hair, "Mh, morning runt. Yer feeling eager today? Want your treat already?"

He chuckles when you whine, properly working to suck him off now instead of just having fun. Waking up to his pup is already good enough, but seeing the way you excitedly wiggle in anticipation has price coming embarrassingly fast. He smiles when you take him down to the base just like he trained you, swallowing everything.

While you spend your time lapping up prices cock, cleaning the cum off of it, he takes note of the familiar feeling coming to him. Price groans, debating his choices for only a moment, but he knows his pup can handle it.

"Open, pup, all the way down." A hand settles on the back of your neck. Guiding you down to take him until the head of his cock in nestled in the back of your throat. He trusts you, but he knows you can still be jumpy, so a thigh calf is hooked behind your head to keep you down "don't gag. It's alot."

That's the only warning you get before price groans in relief, warm piss spurting down your throat. Your eyes widen for only a second before you relax, swallowing in tandem. It's an odd feeling, on an empty stomach you can literally feel the warmth travel all the way down.