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That would be 1. A/B/O and 21. daddy kink. You said and right? Yes, of course you did.Sorry but this turned angsty because apparently that’s what I do. Smangst for all my besties!
"Ollie…"
Barry knew Oliver had enteredthe apartment by the sudden spike of alphain the air. The scent of Oliver was quickly followed by the smell ofarousal, which told Barry he was definitely far enough in to bestinking up the whole apartment.
Well, Oliver wouldn't becalling it stinking,but Barry was rather done with the frequency of these heats. He'dbeen just fine on suppressants before, having a watered down heatevery few months thanks to good medication, but no matter what theytried, his increased metabolism wouldn't allow that anymore. Caitlinhad tried creating incredibly strong doses of suppressants, but theonly effect they had was Barry's body reacting like he was pregnantfor a few hours, making Oliver go crazy from his smell and puttinghim bent over a toilet to retch up whatever he ate.
But when they stopped tryingentirely… it was so much worse. Barry had to go through a heatevery month and even if the heats were short - usually two days -they were intense and refused to be planned on weekends.
Barry hated it, even if Oliverwas always there to take good care of him.
This time as well; Oliver wasin the bedroom and already out of his jacket and tossing his tie overthe back of a chair while only just coming in. And it was necessarytoo, because Barry was hot, bothered and writhing on the sheets,sweating profusely and drooling now Oliver's scent was in his nose.
"Ollie, please, Ollie Ineed you-"
"I'm here, Barry."
Oliver still had his shirt andunderwear on but he came to soothe Barry first, crouching over him onthe bed to press their lips together. Barry arched against him,fingers clumsily struggling with the buttons on Oliver's shirtbecause he craved skin on skin almost as much as he was cravingOliver's knot.
"Daddy," he breathedagainst Oliver's lips, and he watched Oliver's eyes darken inarousal.
"You smell delicious."Oliver's face pressed into the crook of Barry's neck and he inhaleddeeply, scenting Barry as if the room wasn't already suffused withhis pheromones. He nipped the skin sharply, mostly to distract Barryand give himself the chance to get rid of his shirt and underwearbefore Barry would rip them off him. Barry had very little patiencein moments like these, even if he knew he would get a lecture onruining Oliver's shirts on a monthly basis if he did it again.
Barry didn't care.
He just wanted Oliver's skinflush against his own.
When it finally came, hewrapped his arms around Oliver's shoulders to press them as close toeach other as physically possible, moaning in relief. He was too hot,too flustered, and Oliver's skin was cooling his feverish sweat.
"Barry, baby,"Oliver moaned against Barry's neck, and Barry arched his neck to givehim more space, whimpering for him to bite down. "I'm gonnabreed you this time. I'm gonna pump you so full of my seed thatthere's no way you won't make me a daddy this time."
Barry rutted up againstOliver's hip and the growled, heated words were enough to bring himover the edge the first time. He'd been waiting for Oliver to comehome too long, and he was a whimpering whining mess as his bodywrithed in Oliver's hold. "Daddy- daddy, oh god, alpha,daddy-"
Oliver kissed him quiet withtwo sharp kisses before drawing back to sit on his knees, straddlingBarry's form on the bed and raking his eyes over his body hungrily.
Still, Barry could see thatlook in his eyes. The one he knew was in his own eyes too.
They were horny and high onhormones but they were also incredibly, horrible sad, because Olivercould promise he would breed Barry all he wanted, but he was going tofail every time.
No, Barry was going to failhim every time.
With the Speed Force in him,no pregnancy lasted longer than 2 months before his body flushed itall out.
"Daddy," he begged,desperate to have that thought fucked out of him, to have that lookfucked off their faces. It was animalistic and crude but it was theonly thing they could do.
Oliver moved like water,elegant and unrestrained. He had himself perched between Barry's legsand Barry's thighs hitched up in a single breath, his hard cockpressing at Barry's slick hole. The squelch of slick being pressedout while Oliver pushed in was obscene, and it only served to drivethem both on.
"Daddy," Barrybegged again, fingers scratching at Oliver's chest for contact, topull him closer to him and feel the touch of his skin more,closer harder-
He arched at being filled, hisbegging turning wordless into needy moans and whimpers. Oliver fuckedhim hard and fast, as eager to take the edge off as Barry had been,and the worst part was where he pulled back until only the head ofhis cock was in when his first orgasm washed over him.
Barry whined petulantly,slapping his palms against Oliver's chest. "No, daddy, no! Knotme, dammit, I need your knot!"
Oliver was panting andgrinning, shaking his head while he drew back and let Barry's legsback down on the bed. "Not yet, Barry. You'll get my knot nexttime."
"Now,"Barry demanded, and Oliver laughed, his voice husky and more arousingthan was fair. Oliver scooted back and leaned over to take Barry'scock in his mouth, and when he hollowed his cheeks with suction heeasily drew Barry over the edge for the second time, Barry's fingerstugging helplessly on his hair while he cried out.
Oliver let Barry's cock slipfrom his mouth, but he proceeded to lick and nuzzle at his crotch alittle longer. "I need you lax and sated for my knot, Barry,"he husked, and Barry moaned weakly at the vibration of Oliver'sthroat against his thigh. "When you're all soft and warmed upfor me, I'll pump you full of my seed. This time it'll catch, I knowit. This time I'll have you full and round with a baby."
Barry whined at the lie.
It was such a cruel lie,because they wanted so bad.
It was not fair. They wantedit so bad and Barry could never give Oliver that one precious giftthat he should provide as his omega.
"Together," Olivercorrected, knowing exactly what Barry was thinking after all thosetimes.
Barry whimpered, reaching outfor Oliver. Oliver leaned down to gently put his weight down overBarry, giving him the contact and the comfort he was craving. Heknew, but it didn't ease Barry's mind at all. Oliver could say itwasn't his fault all he wanted, but it really, truly was. Oliverwould knock him up successfully more often than not, but it wasalways Barry's body rejecting the foetus after it only barely got tosettle in.
"Daddy, give me yourknot," Barry whimpered softly.
He wasn't half as needyanymore, but he still neededit. With Oliver's body pressing down on him, heavy and solid, hecraved nothing more than the comfort of his cock buried and knotteddeep inside of him, locking him together and giving him that flimsyhope that maybe, just maybe, this time he would manage to staypregnant.
Oliver kissed him deeply, hiselbows supporting his weight on the bed but his hands framing Barry'sface lovingly. The kiss was promises and love and it made Barry wantto cry, but he would resist. He would resist as long as he was in hisright mind - until the heat caught back up with him and turn him intoa begging, blubbering mess like it tended to. For now he couldpretend to be strong as Oliver and not cry for what they were goingto lose.
"Please, daddy," hebegged, allowing Oliver to muffle his words.
"I got you, baby boy,"Oliver soothed, pressing a last kiss to his lips before rolling offhim and rearranging them on the bed. He rolled Barry onto hisstomach, propping his hips up with a high pillow they had for exactlythis purpose, and then settled over him from the back.
Oliver pressed his fingersinside first, pumping them deeply as if Barry needed any preparation.As if he hadn't already taken Barry and Barry's hole wasn't wide andslick with need from his heat. He would always do that beforeknotting Barry, and it made Barry whimper against the sheets in bothdesire and anxietyover what the result would be this time.
"You ready for me,Barry?" Oliver pressed his chest down against Barry's back andBarry pushed up against him, revelling in the contact.
"Yes, daddy please. Knotme, stop teasing me…"
A warm chuckle against Barry'sear was his last moment to prepare before Oliver slid his cock in,this time angling his hips to push in completely until his knotpassed the ring of muscles ready to clamp down on him. Barry moaneddeeply, wriggling back further in anticipation.
"Moan for me,"Oliver ordered softly, teeth grazing Barry's neck.
"Fuck- daddy, yes-"
Cursing earned him the firstsharp thrust, exactly how he wanted it, and Barry braced himself onthe bed to let Oliver take over and pound him into the mattress. Itdidn't take long for his alpha to pick up the pace and do exactlythat, the tight heat around his knot always setting him off in ahungry rut. His teeth were nipping at Barry's neck now, leaving angryred marks that would disappear all too soon, and his hands clenchedtight on Barry's hips.
"You're so gorgeous,taking my cock so easily," he growled against Barry's neck."You'll look even better with your belly full and round."
Barry sobbed, hips buckingback against Oliver's thrusts, his moans begging for more.
"You'll give me suchpretty children," Oliver promised. "I will take you timeand time again until you beg for mercy and then I'll take care ofyou- I'll take care of you and the babies you give me, and you'll beso pretty-"
Barry knew Oliver was cryingnow, he could feel the hot tears on his shoulder.
Barry knew that's why heturned Barry on his stomach. He'd say it was because it was easier tocuddle up and wait for the knot to go down afterwards, but it wasreally just because they wouldn't see each other cry.
Barry sobbedand moaned and bucked and Oliver pressed down on him hard, fuckinghim without mercy until he snarled in his release, his knot suddenlyinflating and locking them together as seed gushed inside of Barry.
Barry thrashed under him,screaming in pleasure and pain and need,and Oliver was already hushing him with kisses on the red bite markson his neck, already soothing his tears with soft promises and sweetnothings, and Barry came hard over the pillow under his hips.
"D-daddy," hewhimpered, his whole body shaking with the intensity after hisorgasm, oversensitive for where Oliver was locked inside him andfilling him with wave after wave of his seed.
"You did so well, Barry,"Oliver kissed, licked, breathed over his neck, inhaling his scentwith a sweet and pleased moan. "You're so beautiful. You're sogood."
"Ollie…"
Oliver rolled them to theirside together, pushing the pillow away to let Barry be comfortable onthe mattress while he kept kissing and scenting his neck.
"This time it'll work,"Oliver lied, and Barry sniffled in an agreement he didn't feel.
"This time you'll be areal daddy," Barry lied in return, voice watery.
Oliver held him tight, andBarry wrapped his arms over Oliver's on his chest.
Barry would have anothermiscarriage in a month or less, just like every time.
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Who's your favourite OC and what's your fave thing about them?
I think my favorite OC would probably be the Fenders babies. I developed them with @mago-emplumado. No names, or true characteristics, other than they’re super chubby and lazy. The babies just kind of lay on the ground, babbling and do nothing. Their only motivation in life is food. Fenris worried they’d grow too lazy, but then one night he wakes up hearing clattering downstairs. When he goes to check the larder, he sees glowing green eyes look up at him. He lights a candle, and finds his babies covered in food. Apparently they inherited Fenris’ abilities and can zoom around and phase in and out of their cribs. They realize they’re caught and start crying. It’s all an act though, those devious kids.
vonuberwald replied to your post “Just so you know, you filthy enablers...”
I would have thought so, I think it would have been a couple of years since he joined the Order by then
hollyand-writes replied to your post “Just so you know, you filthy enablers...”
YASSSSS ���� and yes, I imagine that carver is very much on lyrium by that point, since he’s a fully signed-up Templar and not just a recruit
captainceranna replied to your post “Just so you know, you filthy enablers...”
Yes he would have. Ooo this sounds awesome
hmmmmm
So we have to deal with Lyrium addiction as well... I wrote Cullen as working through that on his knees and getting his butt spanked, I wonder if that works for Carver too...
