#reverse dynamics

Summary:

Reader refuses to allow Maya Mason to make you her mate despite how much you actually want her. So a little challenge is proposed to prove Maya Mason's dedication by taking her alpha pride and putting it away.

Pre Fic Notes:

This is my first Hahn Universe fic and I'm hoping the massive fandom around her enjoys it as much as I've enjoyed writing it ;3 I really love Maya Mason as a character and I'm definitely writing more of her.

I intended this on being a short smut fic and then got massively carried away.. sooo. Also my first time having a beta reader :>

If you're just here for the porn its at the end, well pretty much the middle if I'm honest <3

Maya Mason. What could you say about Maya Mason.. You could say she has the largest ego around. You could say she's vapid and self indulgent. You could say she fights and screams more vigorously than any person around. None of those assessments would necessarily be incorrect. In the few months you were made to work with Maya Mason, you had quickly discovered her archetype. Loud. Brash. Cocky. All wrapped up in the healthy dose of Alpha entitlement you had quickly become accustomed to working in the movie industry. But there were hints.. small hints that always kept you wrapped around her fucking finger.

The way her tone softened ever so slightly when addressing you. When she tries to mute the strength of her scent after seeing how stressed you are. How everyday somehow your perfect coffee order ends up on your desk, with traces of that unmistakable perfume on it. Maya Mason was frustrating to an unbelievable degree.

You had sworn off Alphas all together. Their pride. How they swing their dicks around expecting the whole world on a platter; served to them by a scantily clad omega. It all pissed you off so much. And Maya's maybe the worst of them all, because she tries so hard to be 'slick' with it.

Parking your motorcycle and still walking an extra ten minutes to Continental Studios, it was already shaping up to be a miserable day. Even not at the peak of LA summer, the sun beat down on you, sweat forming on your brow. Every step you took was true misery as sweat soaked your clothes, it was a nice outfit too, even if you knew a leather jacket was not smart in the heat. At least it couldn't get much worse. Her scent hit you before you saw her and you couldn't help a groan of exasperation.

Thick layers of vanilla and patchouli with undertones of cinnamon, none of which were moderated or appealing. The vanilla clouded you and gave a headache, the cinnamon hits you square in the back of the throat and the patchouli gave it all a nice ribbon of boozy confidence that made you want to retch.

"There's a sight for sore eyes.. Helloooo there~" Maya calls out. You're half tempted to put on your motorcycle helmet and just die from heatstroke to avoid Maya right now, instead you just ignore her and walk inside. Maya drove her Porsche Spyder right by you, with her roof down, she initially owned a Corvette until Matt bought one; she changed cars the same day. Of course she had a spot right by the entrance to the Studios, everything was grating on your nerves at this point, even the way Maya parked with one hand rolling the wheel effortlessly as she adjusted her sunglasses with the other.

Storming into the building finally, you became acutely aware that your scent must have been rancid as every person hissed in recoil, people also avoided making eye contact with you, thank god for that at least. Reaching the desk you call your own, which just so happened to have been moved within your first week to right outside Maya's office, you put your helmet underneath and press your thumbs into the bridge of your nose. Trying desperately to take deep breaths and calm yourself down, you needed this job and it really was your passion. You loved movies and writing for them was a dream, so you had to start somewhere even if it was as a gopher.

Maya's heels clack painfully loudly as she struts into the Studio, she was trying to make an entrance and get attention. You tried to calm down even harder. Sal very loudly pulls Maya to the side and starts practically whisper screaming at her, "Maya! Get your fucking omega in line. You wanted a fucking squeeze around to tease fine. But she's a distraction to everyone else here. You could at least teach her to release a more pleasant scent. Jesu-"

You had to cut him off at that point, "Holy fuck Sal. It's like you're begging for a HR complaint against you. The only omega being harassed openly in front of her co-workers. I'd LOOOOVE to know how that goes for you." Leaning over the barricade on the higher floor, you make damn sure that everyone can hear you, "Tell me to make my scent more appealing and I swear to GOD, I will get this whole studio cancelled. I am NO ONE'S OMEGA!"

At that point you have to force yourself to sit down and slowly start your day, any more outbursts and you'd be fired for sure, no matter how controversial it would be for them to do so. Maya's heels clacked much more quietly as she walked up the stairs to enter her office, and her stupid scent. Fuck. It was so much more pleasant for some reason now. The vanilla mellowed out and the cinnamon was drawn into the forefront with a warming fire emerging paired alongside luxury jasmine, it immediately put you at ease. You had been unaware how tensed your shoulders were until they finally slackened.

Maya gently placed her hand on your desk, suspiciously close to your hand, acutely aware to not rap her acrylics on the desk. "About Sal-"

"Maya I really just don't want to hear it." You whisper quietly, taking a deep breath in. Before you immediately lock back into place, "Do you have a task for me? Or are you just hanging around to ask me on another date. My answer is still no." You snap, Maya withdraws her hand, curling her hand like she's a villain.

"You caught me." Maya smirks, but her words ring hollow in your head with an emptiness often present in her cadence. You just shoot her a sidewards glance, not even needing to respond. "Soo gorgeous, what's my day looking like then?"

Biting back a comment, you look Maya dead in her eyes and she seems to stutter in her movements for half a second, "I'm not your assistant Maya, I don't have your schedule memorised." What a fat lie, you actually did have her scheduled memorised, you just didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing you did. Your eyes bore into her like drills, trying to disturb her enough to make her leave.

"Oh please, amuse me why don't you. Be mine for a day." Maya lets the silence drag on after you don't answer.. a drawn out stagnant silence until you look up at her unimpressed. Maya pivots quicker than a politician, "My assistant for the day, come onnn~"

"As surprising as it might seem to you Maya, I don't live to serve anyone. I write. That's my job, I write and edit, if you have something like that for me to do, I will. Because that's my job." You were borderline disassociating to avoid the conversation at this point.

"Mmmm if that's how you're gonna play then hot shit, maybe I do have a job for you." Maya smirks sitting down on the edge of your desk.

"You never actually do Maya, not personally at least. Every so often someone from your team reaches out for an edit or two which gets placed in my lap because I'm the bottom rung. You're just pestering me at this point and there's never really anything I can do because you functionally run this place. Despite what Matt's title says." Laying out all the facts in front of her, it left her in a stunned state, Maya simply stands up and walks into her office. That was new.

The rest of the day was dry, painfully so, you wrote people's emails and edited speeches; not for a moment did anything interesting pass your desk, not a script, not even a shitty joke. You wanted to blame the studio for ignoring you but after your outburst, you were still grateful to be receiving work at all even if it wasn't script writing.

The only weird thing that passed your desk was a single violet with a little note tied around it, in block text clearly printed, 'Sorry'. It could have been anyone but some part of you desperately hoped it was Maya, you placed it gently in some water and took it home with you after work. Placing it in an always empty vase, it brought a smile to your face.

Laying in bed, cloaked in big puffy duvets you stared at the ceiling and felt nothing but despondence. Night-time was always so inviting but also the sombre thoughts that couldn't leave you weren't as much. Maybe tomorrow.

Arriving at Continental today, you didn't have time for a morning coffee and you were paying the consequences already. Plopping down at your desk, you absentmindedly turned your head to look through Maya's window. The blinds were partially down; not once had you ever seen something like that before. What was happening in there. You wondered, stories already flowing through your head, possibilities of what Maya could possibly be doing. Why didn't she want to be seen? Was she with someone?

You stood up before you processed the thought passing through your mind, before hesitantly sitting back down and then back up. Over the next twenty seconds you intermittently repeated standing up and sitting down before walking over to Maya's office door. Every fibre of your being wanted to rip that door of its hinges, the unknown was killing you.

Why? Why was this killing you so much? Who cared, surely not you? Maya was a grown woman- Your knuckles rapped heatedly against her door before any semblance of sense appeared to you.

Maya practically wrest the door from its hinges, growling before her eyes laid upon you. That hit you in a place deep within and your whole body shook with fervour. Maya's scent radiated off her in waves, overpowering and dominating every sense, and it morphed more into a burning of plastic, you gagged at the taste.

Everything simmered just as quickly as it had boiled. Her scent dimmed and soothed when she saw the distress in your eyes and the way you could taste the malice in her previous scent, "Oh.. I- thought it was Sal or Matt coming to piss me off. This.. this- is a much more pleasant intrusion." Maya blinked coming down from the anger.

Your stomach churned in a way it had never before and you just look into Maya's eyes stupidly. They were so.. pretty was too dull of a word but everything else sounded pretentious and romantic. Only when your nails picked at the skin around your cuticles did you snap out of it, not because you did anything but because Maya snatched your hands.

"Stop that." Maya chided you, "You have such nice nails don't ruin them. Not as lavish as mine obviously, these babies are straight fire." Maya smirked, flexing off her nails. Acrylics obviously, bejewelled and bedazzled over beige. Your mind was functionally running on autopilot at this point, grasping her hands and inspecting them. Gently running your fingers over the diamonds and platinum, you started to wonder what her nails underneath looked like, not once had you ever even seen Maya without acrylics.

You felt the crease between her acrylics and her skin, holding Maya's hands like this was intimate and she was surprisingly soft as you caressed her. Maya's blush was painfully blatant, and her scent was so.. real, you couldn't stop yourself from indulging.

You finally snapped out of it when Maya started speaking again, "Mmmm if you like my nails so much how about I buy you some. Exclusive nail tech." You let go of her hands and take two large steps back, the disappointment in Maya's eyes was so obvious.

"I don't get my nails done. You can't buy me off Maya." You respond flatly, holding your neck, intentionally covering up your scent gland, now becoming acutely more aware that you had no idea of what your scent was presenting as or of how strong it is.

"Why do you always have to assume that I'm up to no good," Maya winked. "Don't see it as me buying you off, see it as... a gift."

"No."

"Fine then if you're not going to accept that, maybe you'll finally accept a dinner date with me." Maya winks, sliding closer. You wanted to grimace, but you could only feel a creeping warmth up your neck.

You roll your eyes before looking back at Maya, finally able to smell your own scent, ink, sea salt and fresh cherries wrapped up in the cool of night. Removing your hand from your neck, you whisper, "Were you the one to give me the violet yesterday?"

Maya seems bashful in her response, "So what if I was." A small smile crept upon your lips hearing that. Violets were your favourite. How she knew you was a mystery though.

"Fine. You get one chance at this Maya. One. Don't expect anything to come from this. It's mainly just to get you off my back." Maya grinned subtly at that, adjusting her glasses and smoothing her hair. Her scent gave it away though, she was excited beyond belief and that stirred something in you. Whether that stirring was uncomfortable or settling deep within you, it was hard to tell.

"Mmm you're not gonna regret this babe. I make a very good date. You'll find out." Maya walked away after winking at you once more. For the rest of the day, Maya didn't bother you once, she was still brazen and strident. Clicking her fingers and people flocked to follow her orders, but today she was less omnipresent, spending more time in her office.

A script even crossed your desk today, asking you to edit a short dramatic monologue between characters, your heart and soul went into that monologue. Only at the end of your shift does Maya make her appearance known again, placing her hand on your helmet as you're getting up to leave.

"Tonight. 7pm. I'm picking you up. Wear something nice." She taps her nails against your visor.

"Maya do you think I've never been on a date or something. I'll wear what I please."

"Yeah. Like I said something nice," Maya smirks, waggling her fingers at you.

You only realise it when you get home the implications of an alpha/omega date. She was trying to court you, charm you, woo you and the thought.. it didn't revolt you- but it couldn't happen. Maya was just trying to lay you.

When 7pm struck you were applying the last bits of your makeup, the second the minute hand turned over a long drawn out car horn could be heard right outside your apartment. Maya's Porsche looks like it had been polished and buffed specifically for tonight and you couldn't help but roll your eyes fondly before extinguishing that from your mind.

You slipped on your boots and headed outside to meet Maya, forgetting it gets kind of cold at night. Maya was already looking you up and down from the driver's seat, slightly cropped crimson halter top, black slacks and a classy belt. She didn't even care that none of it was name brand, on you she thought it was priceless.

"You really let that horn drag on didn't you? I have neighbours yknow. No need to flex the Porsche," you comment slyly.

Maya takes a second to take you in as your arms are crossed and look down at her with a raised eyebrow, her core tightening. "Hey! I ain't no toxic performative ass cuck. Take me as I am or leave me, and I'm loud baby."

You ignore the innuendo, "Sureeeeee Maya." You move over to get in the passenger side and Maya immediately hops out.

"Baby what the hell are you doing? Here let me," she opens up the passenger door for you, resting her hand on the small of your back and coaxing you in. That's when Maya realised your halter top was backless; her face flushed with pink and she didn't move.

"Maya for fuck's sake I can do that myself," you grumble, sliding into her car and pulling the door shut behind you. It actually did feel nice to have been ushered in, to have Maya's hand on your back, but that is your secret. Now you're the one looking up, it's the first good look at Maya's outfit you've gotten. High waisted black dress pants, a thick Gucci belt and a shoulderless flowy top overtop a mesh shirt.

Maya looked like she wanted to be dinner and god you were ravenous. She grins, "Like what you're seeing? The blazer that goes with it is in the back, I didn't want to be too fuckable before I saw you."

Fuck her cockiness was insufferable, but at the same time you clenched your core involuntarily. "Hurry this up Maya, I don't have all day or night for your own dick sucking."

Maya just slides into her car and begins driving, every so often shooting you glances when she thinks you aren't looking; you're always looking. Maya also thinks she's slick when her thigh gently bumps against yours which you don't flex away from. You don't think you've ever heard Maya completely silent, she's always at least making some form of noise but not now, not even blaring some shitty music. So you took it upon yourself to start conversation.

"So where are you taking me Maya? You've not told me anything about this date." You inquire, leaning a bit against the car door; your chin held up by your hand gazing at Maya.

Maya flicked her attention over to you, meeting your eyes before looking back at the road. "You ever consider that I'd wanna surprise you hmm? Just trust me, I know what I'm doing hun."

Maya's nails have changed since when you'd seen her that day. Simple, black still pointed and acrylic, they almost resembled how you do your nails but more Maya. She tapped them against the wheel rhythmically, too erratic for a beat. You chose not to comment, merely admired her.

"Fine, I suppose I don't have much of a choice now do I..." the second you said it regret flowed through you, "I- I mean.. yeah yknow what. I'll trust you Maya." You give her a small smile. "I mean, I trusted you when you told me that the new trend for food was sushi pizza and that turned out pretty damn good. For what it was at least," you chuckled and Maya cracked a smirk.

"Yeah well that shit didn't last long because the creator of it was exposed for being a massive racist. Shocker that. I had to delete all my damn Instagram photos." Maya cracked up, not faked or posed, it was perfect. Your heart felt slightly warmed and you could feel your face flush with pink, so you immediately turned your head looking out the window. It was hard because all you really wanted to do was look at Maya.

You felt the car stop after a few minutes in silence and looking around there was no extravagant restaurant that you'd have expected Maya to bring you to. Stepping out onto the street, all you saw were a couple already closed stores and a deli, no cinema or park. Your confusion was growing by the minute and so was the cold creeping up your back.

Maya noticed, sidling up next to you and draping her blazer around your shoulders. Placing her hand on your shoulder, usually your instincts would have you flinch away but you didn't. The blazer had a silk interior that soothed your skin and Maya gently turned your body to look down an alley.

Halfway down a soft glow emanated from a window with a sign swinging in the wind. You allowed Maya to guide you down the alley, gently leaning into her. It was too late to be a lone omega wandering around at least without being in a group. Night was so beautiful, and you resented the fact it wasn't safe.

When you were closer to the place it was a small hole in the wall restaurant. It looked like maybe it was an Italian place, "How very traditional," you tease Maya. It was flattering though. When you walked in with Maya everything was so comforting and intimate, only a few people inside with a gorgeous smell wafting from deep in the kitchen.

Maya escorted you to a table near the back, her hand still on the small of your back gently rubbing now. Maya pulled out a chair for you and you sat down just looking up at her. When Maya sat across from you she crossed her legs and leant forwards on her folded fingers, elbows on the table. Somewhere in your mind, you wished she would have not crossed her legs. "So then? Good enough for you?"

You just smirk at her and roll your eyes, "Alright maybe I'm starting to take the bait. But try not to get too big for your britches, eh Maya?" You shrug off her blazer and place it on the back of your chair, Maya's eyes dilate just slightly as you do so.

When the waiter come around, he places two menus on the table, "Anything I can do for you now? Drinks?"

Maya just looks over at you before opening her menu, waiting for you to answer first, so you can set the tone. It's stupid and small but it makes you blush. "Um can I get an extra dirty gin martini stirred please."

Maya smirks over her menu at 'extra dirty', "Mmmm if that's the case. I'll do the same but make it filthy." Deliberately whispering the word filthy was a low blow, it made you quiver.

Browsing the menu became increasingly difficult because you only really wanted to look at Maya, she was so different from her work side, but both sides of her were... appealing to say the least. Maya was very much in the same boat, she felt like a schoolgirl who couldn't keep her eyes off her crush, it was all so juvenile. The way you braided your hair for this date, your eyes, how your lips looked, she could only imagine how they tasted.

Browsing the menu it all looked so good but you had no idea what to order and well Maya had barely glanced at the menu, too focused on oogling you. The silence was broken when you looked up and caught Maya watching you unabashedly, "So then.. you've clearly been here before, what's good. I don't know what to get."

Maya's face lit up trying to remain concealed behind a facade of nonchalance, "Mmm do you want me to keep it a secret then and just order for you."

"I don't know about that, how can I be sure that you won't poison me," you giggle and Maya lowers her sunglasses as if that covers up her blush.

"You think I went through all this trouble just so I could poison you. You've been reading too many horror novels." Maya comments adjusting her glasses, she knew the most recent book you had finished was a horror. Why did she pay so much attention?

"Fine then go ahead, order for me My~" You didn't intend on the flirty tone, or the nickname but it just so happened to slip out.

Maya's eyes dilated to an excessive degree, like she was high off of that. She scrambled a little with the menu, looking over it eagerly trying to find something that you'd like. Never had you seen her act like this, it was new and slightly intoxicating, you folded your menu and pushed it forwards, leaning back. Maya looked kind of like you back in university, overly eager and desperate to please.

You licked your lips, "I have high expectations for you My.. please don't disappoint." Maya looked stressed but loving every second of this and if you were honest.. so were you. Your legs crossed unconsciously and you could feel yourself getting wetter.

Eventually the waiter came back around with the martinis, placing Maya's down first and then your own, "For the alpha and omega respectively, enjoy. Let me know when you want to order." You shot him a deadly look and bit the inside of your cheek, you don't know why that comment irritated you so badly, nor why him addressing Maya specifically when talking about ordering.

You butted in, "Yeah actually *we* are ready to order," taking your martini and taking a long slow sip of it. It's perfect. You nudge Maya's leg with your foot and raise an eyebrow at her smirking but she doesn't respond how you want.

Her scent it perverts from its true form, falling back into the rancid patchouli and overpowering vanilla forcing you to place your drink back down. Maya's tone shifts as well, her cockiness comes back out and you couldn't be more turned off in the moment. "Mmmm yes, we'll get the shrimp alfredo for the omega and the mussel puttanesca linguine for myself."

"Excellent choices." Once the waiter leaves, Maya just looks over at you smug and assured until she saw your expression, one of utter repulsion. Her scent flip flops back again to her warming fire and cinnamon, like she's trying to apologise without words but you just scoff. Your own scent morphing to reek of rotting seaweed just to aggravate the situation a little.

"You're mad..? I did what you asked though." Maya poses, pushing her sunglasses up, like she's looking down on you.

"Fuck, I can't believe I fell for this." You mutter standing up throwing your napkin down at the table, "I'll save you the trouble of finishing this date. It's over." Maya grasps your hand as you start to leave.

"Don't go please.." she whispers and Maya looks like herself, feels like herself. Her eyes are wide and soft, you can feel yourself melting all over again. Fucking omega hormones, they're making this so much harder than it needs to be.

"F-Fine. Fine Maya okay." You sit back down, sipping on your martini, "But you're paying for this whole meal."

Maya grins still holding onto your hand across from the table, "Naturally," Maya takes a long slow sip from her martini and recoiled slightly.

"Do you not actually like martinis?" You chuckle at her recoil, taking great pleasure in her detriment after the stunt she just pulled.

"Nahh the olive brine is lowkey rancid.." Maya admitted, pushing the martini slightly away from herself.

You cover your mouth as you laugh, your cheeks creasing, Maya flushed, "So you really did order my exact order just to make that filthy comment. Was it worth it?"

Maya makes eye contact and attempts to cover her face, disguise her blush. You pull her hand away gently but firmly, pursing your lips, commanding her to answer your question. "Yes. Okay.. I think it was worth it. You fucked with it as well.."

"Oh so confident as well, but what did I really expect from you.. My~" this time it was intentional, gauging Maya's reaction to the nickname, just like before it was like a drug to her and you started to take it in stride, your own confidence growing. "Why don't we get you a drink you'll actually enjoy then.. what do you want? Tell me and I'll make it happen for you hmm~"

Maya was reacting in the way you thought she might, her chest puffed out, her tongue rolled around in her cheek and she tried altering her scent back to boozy patchouli but the way you held her hand. Caressed her softly. Encouraged her silently. Her hand nuzzled into yours.

"Maybe a glass of wine." Maya mumbled, for the first time in knowing her it's like she didn't want to be heard with that answer but you still did.

"More specific My~ Red..? White..? A Rosé..? Champagne..?" You coaxed gently. Maya's ears perked up when she heard champagne, "Champagne it is.. you going to tell me why then?"

You're already signalling down a waitress this time and ordering a glass of their best champagne, still raising your eyebrow at Maya. She knows she needs to answer, "It's silly okay.. and kinda yknow embarrassing as shit.."

"And yet I'm still asking you to answer. No matter how silly, I want to hear. You never know.. what if your answer charms me.." You smirk and Maya fidgets, unable to look you in the eyes until you tenderly lift her chin to meet your eyes.

"Hypothetically maybe I wanted champagne to celebrate.. yknow ugh its moronic and sappy like a shitty booktok novel." she tried to retreat until you squeezed her hand, "To celebrate.. finally having a first date with you.."

Maya was right, it was sappy but god did it touch you deeply. You immediately ordered a second glass, "If that's the case, then I should celebrate with you, but beware. Two martinis and two top shelf champagnes are not going to be cheap My."

"That's fine! I don't mind at all.. I- I'm happy to just celebrate with you.."

"Awww you're so sweet. I like that." You grin, and when your champagne arrives you raise your glass. "To celebrate a first date.. and if you're lucky.. a second soon coming."

Maya clinks her glass with yours, "Definitely a second date.."

As you sip your champagne, you look down at the martinis still on the table, "Maybe you should drink my champagne though, I'm not sure I want to mix alcohols. I'd prefer to be as sober as I can.. For what's hopefully to come next." You bite your lip subtly.

Maya accepts the second glass of champagne and gestures to her filthy martini. "Oh so now you want me to be the filthy one mmm?" You tease, and Maya can start to feel herself getting hard from your low sultry tone.

"Okay.. sure.. but be advised.. I tend to get a little more touchy when I'm drunk. Is that okay with you..? I don't want to be rash." Your whispers carry just far enough to reach Maya's ears but just quiet enough that she can't help but lean in closer to hear.

"Yes.. be rash. I want that.. I'm ready for anything.." Maya voice was very breathy and needy..

"Tsk tsk... Trying to get me more excited.. to act out around all these people. How naughty.. irresponsible even," you chide Maya softly. She was almost quivering in her seat already, and it was getting harder to keep your hands off her at this point. Maya arched her neck, opening up her scent gland, inviting you in. When you took smelt the air, Maya's scent was thick and clouding at this point and it was divine. You could already picture her scent filling you every morning as you woke up, the warm hearth and jasmine pleading for your attention.

Very rudely, you were interrupted by the waiter bringing the food to the table, setting down the puttanesca and alfredo. As he was about to leave, he smelt the air, didn't even glance over Maya and his eyes bore into you. He clearly wanted to say something but instead chose to walk away.

Maya could tell how annoyed you were as the smell of burning baked goods emerged slightly in your scent. Her nose cringed and she squeezed your hand, running the pad of her thumb over your wrist. All the burning in your scent dissipated immediately, you placed your free hand over hers but stayed silent. Just allowing Maya to soothe for a bit.

Eventually you pull away slightly to finish off your martini, "Well then, I suppose we should eat before our food gets cold hmm?" You're clearly eyeing up Maya's puttanesca over the shrimp alfredo. Maya noticed and immediately pushed the plate towards you.

"Oh My~ I can't do that to you. Didn't you order the alfredo for me. It was you recommendation no?"

Maya looks down at the plate, "I.. no. I got the puttanesca for you but I don't know.."

"Are you just saying what I want to hear hmm? It tends to be a good idea but I'd prefer your honesty right now." You take a long sip of Maya's filthy martini as you whisper that. Maya nods her head and rubs her arm embarrassed. "Alright then, what do you want to eat? Still want me to try the alfredo?"

Maya tapped the puttanesca closer to you. Dinner was perfect. Maya was a treat to be on a date with. Made you laugh like no end, was so much fun to taunt and you could feel yourself falling for her. It was the last thing you expected. As dinner came to a close, both of you finished your drinks and food just waiting on the cheque to come around. Now you were absentmindedly running your boot up and down Maya's calf, teasing her.

The waiter finally rolled around with the cheque, placing it down in front of Maya. You rolled your eyes. But you kept teasing Maya, leaning back in your chair. You raise an eyebrow at Maya as she pulled out her black AMEX, inching your foot a little higher up on her thigh. Maya twitches as she tries to maintain her composure, beginning to smell that punchy vanilla coming back, you go higher. Maya melts a little before you.

The waiter accepts the card and then smiles, "Thank you Ms. Mason for dining with us, I hope you and your omega had a good time." Your stomach rejected that idea and half wanted to puke out of spite. Your omega? Like you were something to be owned, Maya's property.

Maya responds, "Mmmm yes we did, thank you so much. We'll be off now."

You stood up and tossed Maya's blazer back into her lap, leaving without looking back. Maya quickly apologised to the waiter and chased after you out of the restaurant. You're already on your phone looking to order an Uber home when Maya places a hand on your shoulder.

"What was that all about? What are you doing? I thought the date went fucking bomb." Maya interrogated, trying to peer at your phone.

"I'm calling an Uber. I should have known. I can't even believe I stayed after you asked me to. God how stupid am I?" You quip rhetorically flipping to turn Maya.

"Why are you calling an Uber? I thought I'd drive you home.. and maybe you'd invite me in." Maya puffs out her chest, trying to regain her standing and pride.

"Seriously Maya. I can't deal with your fucking flip flopping bullshit. One minute you're the sweetest person ever and I want to kiss you till I can't breathe. The next you act like a prideful cunt whipping your dick out for a goddamn contest. I can't do it."

"WHAT? What brought this on? Come on let me drive you home baby." Maya attempts to place her hand on the small of your back but you lean away.

"Not a chance in hell. Look Maya. I am not your omega. I let you take me on one date and you've shit the bed. Every time you had a chance to act like a.. like a pompous, arrogant conceited cunt you took it. I wouldn't even mind that. It could be kind of hot but nooooo Maya. Because you and your fucking alpha pride got in the way. That's what brought this on. You think you can own me, I'd be your omega," your words pour out like the pressure is finally able to be released after all this time.

"I don't have alpha pride! What a load of fuckin' bs. If you can't handle me just say that!" Maya snaps back.

You pocket your phone and spin around, slamming Maya back against a wall, your voice dominant and erotic, "Now now My~ Don't lie to my face mmm. Nod if you understand." Maya begins to nod looking down at you, her lips parted, her neck tilted.

Then she resumes form, flipping positions, pinning you to the wall and for a second you could feel yourself aroused, until that putrid patchouli scent arose. "I don't have alpha pride. I'm just not a little bitch, yeah? So are you coming back to mine? Or do you want to keep arguing." You could see the disingenuity rising off her skin like steam.

You push Maya off and began to walk away again, calling over your shoulder, "Yknow what Maya. I was going to invite you round, until you seemed too focused on proving you were an alpha. Do you even have an inkling of what its like to be an omega? Hm? I thought not. To be treated like a prize for any alpha who takes you out," you gesture at her.

"If you really wanted me, Maya, you'd be willing to admit it. That you're wrong. That you're full of yourself and if you let that down, let it rot away and die like it needs to. I could be your mate."

Maya takes a hesitant step back before asking, "How do I do that then? How do I prove to you that maybe I do want you. Maybe I do love you."

"I don't fucking know Maya, maybe you'll just have to take it from the back by me. You clearly wanted to the whole goddamn dinner. But I'm done taking shit from you." With that your Uber arrived and you subtly thank whatever deity out there let you leave with that line playing back in Maya's head.

She tried to call you, a number of times but you let them all go to voicemail, the first few were angry, then the next apologetic and one more which was Maya sobbing, begging for forgiveness. You couldn't bring yourself to finish that one.

When you laid awake that night, staring at the ceiling, you wished Maya was laid there with you, with the cinnamon and fresh hearth fire scent wrapping around you. It wasn't though and you fell asleep after a drawn out restlessness.

The next morning you saw Maya tried calling you a dozen more times but you ignored them all as well as the numerous texts she sent. You just milled about your apartment for the day, grateful enough it was a weekend to avoid having to see or interact with Maya at work.

It was cheesy and stupid but you ordered ice cream, watching every movie you could think of wanting to watch with her. Just a day with you alone, cradling a pint of ice cream trying not to cry and scream about how unfair the whole world was. Every so often you checked outside the window to see if Maya had parked that stupid Porsche of hers outside, but no dice. You gave up at a point, you hadn't received a single further call or text since last night, you figured you only got those because Maya got herself drunk at home.

By the time that night came for the second time, there wasn't a point in holding out hope any longer. Staring at the bright light of your phone, you realised you couldn't be bothered to cook yourself anything to eat and so take out it was. When your fingers moved independently of your body to bring up Maya's text messages, you see that she had deleted her most recent text, from 4am this morning. It had read 'I'll make it up to you.'

What a load of shit. You tossed your phone across the room onto your couch. Folding up on the armchair and watching another depressing tragic movie. After about ten minutes of crying your eyes out, you get up to grab your phone again, in a futile attempt to check for Maya again. When you're interrupted by a knock at the door.

Wow, you knew this food was quick and cheap but not that fast. Slinking behind the door, you tentatively open it ready to indulge in so much grease but when you peer around, the door is thrown wide open.

Maya walks in. Standing in all her glory, she's practically glowing with radiance. Even with the tear stains all over her face, her messy hair and the fact she was wearing a hoodie. Maya looks stunning, and she was here.

Maya just stood there wordlessly in front of you. In the middle of your apartment, Maya gently shuts your door for you. She also notices that you've been crying as well, the almost fully melted ice cream pint and the sad movie.

Before she can get a word out, you walk over to your couch and drop down, curling up into your sweatshirt. "What do you want Maya?" you croak, voice raspy and shot. Of course she had to smell perfect, she didn't wear any perfume to come see you, so all you could smell was her and it was pervading the whole place.

Maya silently walks over to the couch and sits down next to you, still too far away to touch. "You never responded to my calls.. or texts but I can see you had seen them.."

You chose not to respond to that, instead turning the movie back on and laying on the armrest a little more. "You're making this a lot more difficult than it needs to be yknow.." Maya whispered, reaching a hand down to press down on the cushions, like she wanted you to move closer.

"Ohhhh I'm making this difficult huh?! Maya just be frank with me. Are you here to apologise and leave or what?"

"That's not fair.."

"HOW?! How is that not fair Maya? Not fair on you maybe because I predicted exactly what was going to happen?" You snap, turning off the movie.

Maya just looked at you silently, hurt, before placing a hand on your knee. Sparks ran through you, Maya whispered, "You said that my pride was getting in my way.. and that I had to.. take it from the back by you. So I'm here. For that."

You looked at her dumbfounded by what she had just said, the longer you made eye contact with her the greater the blush that erupted on her face. "What? Maya.. I wasn't being serious.." You closed your legs as you felt arousal start to dampen your panties.

Maya's eyes widened, and she leaned in closer, "Please..."

It was getting difficult to keep your hands to yourself at this point, keeping them in your lap as Maya started to look progressively needier. "Please what..? Use your words for me My~" You didn't mean to it just came out. Maya's parted lips, her wide eyes and the soft noises she was making all but begged you to ravage her right now, but she needed to say it.

"Please.. keep calling me My.. and I want to be yours. So please.. please.. don't make me beg."

"Oh but I have to now, don't I My~? I need you to say it. Say you want me to, admit that you were being an ass yesterday." You grasped Maya's chin, holding her firmly, her lips spread further on impulse.

"P-Please.. I was a total asshole yesterday, I was condescending and rude and I let people treat you wrong. I thought I could own you but I just... I need you.. please.." Maya quivered in your touch, whispering breathily.

"Now why was that so hard for you to admit yesterday hmm? If you did.. you'd be staying for a second night in a row."

Maya's eyes widened and dilated eager for redemption, she answered without prompting this time, "I didn't admit it yesterday because I didn't want to give up my power.. being an alpha and all."

"Good girl.." You praise and Maya squirms in your hand, "So what I'm hearing is that you're giving me your power. You want me in control.. isn't that right..?"

Maya is getting more bold now, desperately needy, you can smell it on her. "YES! Yes for the fucking love of god yes. PLEASE! Just do anything.." she whines.

"I'm getting there.. my My~" you tease. Its so blatantly obvious that Maya is going to burst if you draw this out any longer. Even though that idea tempts you to no end, it'll have to be saved for another day.

You lean in and gingerly meet Maya's lips for an exploratory first kiss. Fuck they're so soft. You pull back to look at Maya, she looks on the verge of tears, "You're so pent up aren't you My~ You keep wriggling and whining, my sweet My~"

Winding your arms around Maya's hips, you hoist her onto your lap and she immediately starts to grind down on your thigh. She got a quick tap on the flank for that, "You're like insatiable aren't you baby. It's like you're in heat." You coo and Maya nods furiously.

"Please.. pleaseeeee.. Mistress," Maya begs, your hips buck up into her when she says Mistress.

"Alright then.. Fine. Slowly.. you may continue.. but only because I really enjoyed being called Mistress." Maya immediately gets to it and you have to place your hands on her hips to control her pace as she slings her arms around your shoulders. You lean in again and kiss Maya, this time longer, your tongue presses against the crease in her lips and she instantly lets you inside, desperate to taste you. Maya tasted better than you could have imagined, ambrosia, food of the gods couldn't even compare. You held the back of her head and kissed her hard.

When you pulled away for a second, pressing your foreheads together, breath intermingling, you finally noticed that Maya was hard, really hard. Pressing into your thigh, gently humping against you with the pace you were still setting. "Poor baby.. how long have you been trapped in those slacks? Tell Mistress how long you've been hard."

Maya shudders, and tries to turn away but you correct her with the hand still on the back of her head. "The.. whole time.. I tried to hide it because I didn't want to pressure you."

You could feel yourself get more wet just from that comment, "Aww my sweet girl. How considerate of you.. but you don't have to worry about that anymore. Take off your clothes. Mistress needs to see you.."

Maya, breathing heavy, sits upright and starts to strip off her hoodie, revealing a short crop top underneath. You moved your hands from their places to slide onto her stomach, running up and down her sides. Indulging in Maya, you hear her moan softly and you look up at her, "I didn't say to stop, did I?"

Maya preened under all the attention, shedding her crop top next to reveal a lacy black bra, "Came prepared didn't you My~?" You pressed a soft kiss to Maya's cheek as she nodded her head. Maya reached for her bra next and you grasped her hand, "No no. Not yet. I'll do that. Slacks. Off now."

Maya protested, "But- I don't want to get off your lap Mistress.. help me at least..?"

You press a kiss to Maya's throat and you can feel it bob as she gulps, she knows she's testing limits, seeing how far she can go. You were a little ashamed to admit that you couldn't resist her pretty begging. "You're pushing your luck, my girl.."

Nonetheless, you help Maya to her feet and grab her hips pulling her flush against you. You kiss her on the forehead, then her nose, her lips. Maya grabs onto your waist flexing her fingers just needing something to feel. As you pepper kisses down Maya she struggles to remain good, you can tell she wants to pounce and beg.

"You're being so good baby. It's okay, just enjoy what's happening now. I'll give you all the attention in the world, I promise." Each pause you take you kiss her somewhere new, her chest, her stomach, her flank until you're kneeling, undoing the button on her slacks. The second the button comes loose, her slacks drop to the floor and she steps out of them wearing only a matching set of lacy black panties.

"God you look perfect My~" your eyes fall and you can see her cock straining against the fabric, "Mmmm I'm impressed baby." You run a finger along her length and she juts forwards into your hand. "Eager too.."

"Please Mistress.. Let me see you.. I need to touch you." Maya practically sobs. You kiss her inner thigh, very very slowly.

"Okay okay, my girl is feeling so needy for me. I think its time I finally give her a little something more." You lightly shove Maya back onto the couch, sliding up between her thighs. Running your hands along her legs, you can't help but moan, nosing against her panties Maya bucks closer to your face.

"This is good.. but I really want to see you Mistress.. please." Maya whines running her hands through your hair.

"Yknow what My.. I'll make you a deal. If you can keep it together for lets say.. five minutes, then I'll strip for you.. mkay?" You coo. Maya shakes with arousal as you slide your fingers underneath the waistband of her panties. Pulling them down oh so slowly is torturous for not only Maya but yourself. Revealed to you first is her trimmed bush and you can't help but plant a lewd kiss there before finally releasing her cock.

Maya's cock twitched when it was finally out in the open air, a small bead of pre-cum forming on her tip. As you eyed up and down her length, licking your lips, Maya covered her face with her hands, "Tsk tsk. Absolutely not. I want to see you and you're gonna see me. Sit on your hands." Maya obliges.

"Better." You plant a kiss at the base, before taking a long slow lick from bottom to top, making sure to lick up that pre-cum forming at the top. Maya squeals and you could feel your slick begin to seep into your own panties. You're set on getting as many of those moans and squeals from her as possible. One hand wraps around her cock and the other squeezes her thigh encouragingly, and she opens her legs wider in response.

You start pumping your hand up and down her length, Maya jerks up trying to get more friction but it needs a little something more. So you spit straight onto her cock and Maya moans quietly. Not loud enough for you. When you start pumping your hand again its much easier this time, jerking her off slowly before picking up the pace watching her face as she so clearly enjoyed it but she really tried to hold herself together.

Maya closed her eyes and looked away from you. You clicked your tongue and Maya immediately turned her attention back to you, "Mmmmm you're so well trained already aren't you." Maya opened up her mouth like she was about to make a scene and act out, so you took that opportunity to take her tip in your mouth. That shut her up really quick.

You bobbed your head up and down, just on her tip, sucking and licking. You were trying to push Maya to the very fringes of her resistance, edge her to the very peak. Moving your hands to wrap underneath her legs and pull her as close as you could, with every bob you relax your throat a little more and let Maya further inside. Maya throbbed desperately in your mouth and you finally come up for air. A thin strand of spit connecting your wettened lips to her cock; Maya quivered and whined as soon as she wasn't warm and snug in your throat.

"How long?" You ask, catching your breath. Maya pretends to look confused for a second so you roll your eyes, "You know what I'm asking baby. Don't pretend."

"It's been almost 4 minutes. I'm gonna get to see all of you Mistress," Maya smiles excitedly.

"Awww that's so sweet. I appreciate your naivete," you smirk before taking her entire cock down your throat, choking lightly on her as your nose reaches her pelvis. Maya tasted so good and you could feel yourself invigorated to make her lose. Maybe your own pride in that way. You sucked as hard as you could determined to make Maya crack, bobbing up and down from tip to base every time.

Maya started throbbing, you could feel her in your mouth. Maya started to cry softly as she reached her peak. Hot thick streams of cum hit your tongue and you wrapped your lips around her cock, gently sucking every last drop out of Maya. Slowly you made sure to lap up and swallow all of it, helping Maya through her aftershocks. When you finally finished, you looked up at Maya who was still crying quietly.

"Hey.. hey what's wrong..?" You whispered, crawling up to lay next to Maya, you go to wipe her tears away but the second you touch her; Maya dives into your shoulder, nuzzling and taking comfort in your scent. You cradle her head and whisper into her ear, "Baby.. hey it's okay. I'm here.. everything is fine. I just need you to speak so I know how to help My."

It takes a minute or two for Maya to recompose herself, wiping her tears out her eyes. "I- its silly and childish.." You pull Maya back much to her chagrin and just give her a look, holding her there despite how much she'd rather be in your arms. "I thought I would have fuckin' annihilated your challenge. And well.. got to have seen you.. naked."

"Oh.. is that what it is..? Oh baby, oh don't cry over that. My sweet girl, you'll see me, oh come here." You coo, pulling Maya back into your shoulder, releasing more of your scent to aid you. Maya holds you tightly, still sensitive from her orgasm. "I mean.. if you're up for it.. you did come here with a goal in mind and that hasn't been achieved yet." Maya perks up immediately at that. "But first.. why don't you help Mistress get out of some of these clothes, they're incredibly stuffy."

Maya's hands were all over you, immediately yanking off your sweatshirt, exposing your chest to her. Your nipples pebbling under the observation and the new breeze, Maya looked up at you asking for permission. "Nuh uh, not until I've had my way with you," you remark smugly. Maya reaches behind own her back now trying to rip off her bra, and you tapped her hands away. "Sometimes you're perfectly well behaved and sometimes your need for attention makes you misbehave. It's cute. Now let Mistress," you smirk, leaning forwards and deftly unlatching Maya's bra.

The lace is discarded somewhere across the room, and your hand snakes up to cup Maya's tit gently fondling her, rolling her nipple between your fingers. Maya moans lewdly pushing her chest further out practically begging for more attention. "Greedy." you tease, Maya just responds with a breathy 'mmhmm', you kiss her neck and trail down until your lips sealed around her other nipple, swirling your tongue around. Maya is sliding her hands down your arms, trying to grope at your own boobs. Your mouth is too occupied to protest, not that you'd want to with how turned on you were at this point.

Maya was weirdly gentle, tender and you had no idea why that turned you on further. You made sure to alternate which of Maya's tits were getting attention from your tongue and fingers, only when you were thoroughly satisfied did you finally pull away. Maya's erection made you well aware of how aroused she was even after just having orgasmed.

Confidence swelled within you after feeling that, you stood up and leaned towards Maya, slowly stripping off your now slick soaked panties. They stuck to you slightly and you could feel it now being watched with ravenous eyes. "Come with me." You yank Maya up, already kissing her. You weren't so sure she was an alpha at this point with how hot she felt, warm to the touch and god you never wanted to stop, every inch of her curves were a gift from heaven. It swelled you with a degree of certainty you had never felt before.

You're both practically interlinked at this point, Maya is grasping at your curves, the softness of your ass and you trailing your nails over her back, chests pressed against eachother as you lead her into the bedroom. Breathing heavily, you toss Maya onto the bed, kissing each of her thighs before crouching down. You yank out a box hidden beneath your bed and open it to pull out your strap.

Maya's eyes go wide, and you notice, "We don't actually have to if you don't want to My~" Maya shakes her head vehemently, "Well if that's the case baby, why don't you come help Mistress." Maya eagerly jumps up, grabbing the strap from you, holding it out for you. You stepped into the harness, holding onto Maya's shoulder, kissing her lips. She pulled the harness up, making no attempt to hide how she grasped the dildo, affixing it around your hips and tightening.

The second you could feel the strap on your hips, you were back on top of Maya, kissing her all over as she keened into every single one. Her muscles flexing underneath the pressure, you could feel the strap stimulating your clit already as the dildo rubbed up against Maya's cock.

You lean backwards, reaching into a drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube. "This is gonna be cold sweet girl." Squeezing a dollop onto your hands before massaging it onto the dildo before warning Maya. She hissed when the cool touch of the lube made contact, pumping your hand up and down, Maya quickly got adjusted as the warmth of your body took over.

"Mmmm there you go baby. Fuck you're so big Maya. I could watch you squirm around with your pretty cock all day." Every word of yours dripped with honey, and Maya quaked with how desperate she was to please you. She reached her hand down, trying to line up the lubed strap with her ass. "Ohh big scary alpha is feeling needy hmm? Or just excited to take my strap huh?" You had to pin down her hands with how much that she writhed from that comment.

Once you lined up your strap with her ass, you whispered softly, "Speak up if anything goes wrong or doesn't feel good mkay my pretty girl." Maya nods eagerly, tongue lolling out all she wants right now is you.

You slowly insert the first inch, allowing Maya to adjust to the size but she's already moaning loudly, "One inch is all it takes to get you excited hmm?"

Maya babbles, "Please keep going Mistress, I can take it all. It's going to feel so good." You thrust the second inch in and begin to fuck Maya with just those two inches.

"Can you keep your arms above your head for me My~? For Mistress." Maya nods her head eagerly and you let go of her wrists and begin to palm one of her tits, greedily indulging as your other hand moves to tease her cock. Starting to pump with your hand, you move closer thrusting inside Maya with more and more inches, trying to take your time and let her get accustomed to more and more.

That was until Maya basically shrilled, "I NEED IT ALL MISTRESS, PLEASE." That was the straw that broke the camel's back, it was impossible to resist. You pull the entire strap out and thrust roughly into Maya, she took the strap so perfectly up to the hilt, The vibrations of the thrust stimulated your clit, and Maya's pretty moans made you slick all the more.

You started to fuck at a greater pace, pumping Maya's cock at the same pace. Each time you bury the strap inside her and you can feel it hitting deep inside, she was so tight and every time your hips met her ass it only encouraged the next thrust. Maya was perfect, she moved in sync with you trying to fuck herself more on the strap, eager to bury deeper. "You're so fucking gorgeous like this My. Trying to fuck yourself on my cock. You should have asked for it sooner baby. I would have *loved* to give it to you."

Maya moaned, "Fuck, I love it so much Mistress, please god. Please keep fucking me, I need you so badly." You moved your hand playing with Maya's tits to instead hold her legs, for a better angle to fuck her deeper. Clearly you had found it when Maya cried out in pleasure, still pumping her cock. That's when you noticed the base of Maya's cock, it began to swell up trying to form a knot.

"Oh baby are you knotting the air right now?? Is Mistress making you feel so good that you can't resist it. My girl's pretty alpha knot in the air all for me?" It was like ecstasy for you, seeing Maya so desperate for you and it was evident in your tone. Starting to sound a little more manic with pleasure, "It's like you're fucking built to respond to me."

All Maya could do was cry out, "Yes! GOD FUCK! MY KNOT IS ALL FOR YOU MISTRESS. ALL FOR YOU."

Feeling yourself get closer alongside Maya with every thrust, you drive it home, clapping against Maya's plush ass grunting each word, "For an alpha you really take your omega's dick well don't you my girl. Huh? You love being made your omega's bitch don't you gorgeous."

Maya squealed out, "I FUCKING LOVE IT! I LOVE BEING YOUR BITCH." You thrust once more and you were gone, in the throws of your pleasure, your strap buried deep within Maya. She joined alongside you, twitching and cumming all over her stomach. It was the best orgasm either of you had ever had.

You slowly pull the strap out of Maya after you rode out your aftershocks with a few light thrusts, unlatching it and letting it drop to the floor before you collapsed into bed with Maya. She pulled you in the second you were close, your cheek now on top her chest, her scent begins to slowly dim from the thick cloud of pheromones. You finally noticed how strong her arms were as they draped over you.

"Mmmm," you hum softly, feeling your body slowly begin to curl up into Maya. Teasing her right now felt too easy so you run your hand up along her curves and rest it lazily on her shoulder.

It was so warm, you were about to be lured into a hazy dream but you were kept awake by Maya shuffling, "I- wow. That was.. really thorough.."

"You're underselling my abilities My," you coo, pressing a kiss on her chest. "Are you.. trying to leave?"

Maya's scent rushed back out, the cinnamon dulling your senses. "I could fucking never, you're stuck with me now toots." That brought a soft smile to your lips, so you returned the joy, kissing up Maya to her scent gland. Very gently pressing a kiss to the gland, Maya shuddered under the attention, you knew that she adored it even how sensitive she was.

Maya weaved her hand up to tangle in your hair, keeping you close to her scent gland. With your nose pressed deep in, you murmur, "Trying to seduce me again Maya..?"

"Always baby." Maya smirked, "And that's a fuckin' promise."

Post Fic Notes:

I've read through every single Maya Mason x F!Reader and only read one where Maya was the sub sooo I wanted to change that ;>

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