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i’m not gonna lie i love it when people talk about mack’s soft thighs and his soft tummy and his soft cheeks and his Massive Fucking Dumptruck and his big wet “fuck me” green eyes. like he really is built like that. he really does look like that. william you greedy fuck
Ok, I blame all of you talking about bushes and pubes last week for the wackles, so here is my take, with some boypussy sprinkled on top.
Will getting the pussy curse and his pretty little new pussy has a soft blonde patch of hair covering it. like whatever he did with his pubes while having a dick, his pussy always appears with a nicely kept but soft bush around it. Nothing crazy, or wild, just enough to be really soft and pillowy, he doesn't think much about it but it has Mack going crazy. It’s so nice and lighter blonde and soft, doesn’t cover him completely but definitely doesn’t give it away to the first glance. Mack has to get really close, to have a good look, pupils blown, thumbs sweeping at either side of his pussy lips with the gentlest pressure that has Will groaning and throw his head back onto the pillow. Mack mumbling stuff like “so soft, so pretty, look, Smit how pretty you are”. he just wants to slide his fingers into the short blonde curls, feel them brush against the tip of his nose as he licks into Will because he absolutely can't resist it.
Mack on the other hand always wakes up with a pussy clean and almost completely on display. His lips and pretty clit all there to be seen and touched and licked. It’s soft and pink and entirely unfair that he has his pubes all trimmed and a little slutty to his feelings compared to Will’s. He gets wet too so easily with his clit out most of the time, his lips are always coated in some wetness, so maybe not having much hair down there is for the best, less messy for sure. Will insist that he doesn’t care, he is happy to eat Mack out and fuck him no matter what’s between his legs, as long as Mack is attached to it.
Things get wild when they both wake up with a pussy and suddenly all that fills Mack’s head is the thought of knowing how all those soft, blonde curls would feel rubbing against his own cunt. Must be so nice, so fluffy feeling it against his own folds. The thought alone has him already dripping…
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What if omega’s preheats and heats and alpha’s instincts to soothe their omegas and their ruts are more connected than Mack has ever thought?
Sure he learnt about it in school, somewhat, or he was taught about it. He will know when he has to, it wasn't relevant then, he told himself. He knew after preheat came the heat and that heats could trigger ruts. A whole cycle to mate and breed. It was clear, logical even.
Unmated omegas usually spent preheat with other loved and trusted omegas to soothe their aches, share snacks and find emotional comfort and then heat was just a game of survival.
Mated omegas… well Mack knew how different that was supposed to be. Yet he never thought that their bodies were working in an even more intricate way, at least not until his third or fourth heat spent with Will as his alpha.
Preheat was dreadful. Pain and aches and cramps and his scent going almost permanently sour. Little pained sounds escaping him, his nest becoming his permanent home too. Nesting was a constant, arranging and rearranging, not letting Will put that particularly soft shirt into the laundry, asking Will to scent every item and then finding the perfect place for it. All he wanted was cuddles and burying his nose into Will’s neck and inhaling his calming scent and feeling his body wrap around Mack’s. In return Will was all over him, fussing over his distressed omega. Scenting him, holding and snuggling him until their scents mixed so deep it was impossible to tell the two apart. They were touching constantly, bodies lined up, pressed up against each other, Will’s scent becoming sweeter and sticking to Mack’s tongue as he inhaled it deep enough. It was an instinct. Having his alpha so close every second and Will not wanting to leave his side all day. Slowly but surely within a day maybe two, it was propelling Mack into a full blown heat. It took his body way less time than without an alpha. His constant closeness and touches urged Mack’s body to go while his alpha was still close enough. Sometimes he woke up drenched in sweat and slick, shivering and shuddering pawing at Will in the middle of the night, keening and whimpering in need. It was easy enough after. Fuck, come, knot, repeat until his body got through it. He simply wanted wanted and wanted. A constant mantra bread, bread, bread. Even with the shots they booth took at the beginning of the season, making sure they remained pup-free through the next year. His brain knew but his instincts ignored it shamelessly, babbling to Will, begging him to fill him up. A heat was shorter with Will there too. His scent so thick and heady, pumping Mack full with loads and loads of creamy cum, giving him his knot to keep it inside to satiate his omega fully. Like Will's body agreed on Mack's mantra too.
Sometimes his heat hit during the day when the cuddling became heavy scenting and making out Mack pressing into Will, grinding against him for any relief. It was an almost seamless transition, with his alpha right there.
Mack’s heat triggered Will’s rut sometimes within hours or maybe in a day. Fucking pheromones, fucking biology. Like it was designed this way making them lose it without much help locked in together until it took. Mack begging for it infinitely and endlessly for days and Will to be able to keep up, giving it to him over and over and over. His dick being almost always hard and ready to slide into Mack’s wet, inviting heat already used and loosened and messy with cum and slick. Mack keened and Will gave. Will offered and Mack took it. Opening his thighs shamelessly letting their bodies slot together, hanging onto Will, milking him for another load deep inside of his own body. Like they were made for it.
Mack to feel almost sick and ill, Will wanting to make it better and refusing to leave Mack’s side, his presence triggering Mack’s heat faster than any drug could have only to have his own rut arrive in a desperate attempt to keep up with his omega an immediate reaction to being coated in Mack’s scent and slick constantly.
The whole debacle barely lasted five days opposed to the week or so Mack was used to while being a lonely omega. Like it was mean to be, like their bodies were designed to start and finish a chain reaction this way. Similarly when his skin softened in his heat giving way to Will’s much sharper teeth to bite and mark and claim.
alas me and Mack wondering about omegaverse lore and world building lmao.
And what if after a round of stingpong Will gently brushes his fingertips over one of the welts on Mack’s lower back by his hip, whispers ‘damn, I got you good here’ and Mack is so so still, he’s barely breathing, what then.
