#Alpha and Omega

[biskyfresh]

i have not stopped thinking about her design since this movie dropped in 2010. i love you lilly from alpha and omega

[bibbleboy2]

[klausysworld]

Hear me out.....

I have this idea for you... hear me out.

Reader is camping in mystic falls....klaus just broke his wolf curse. His first rut hits him and he runs into the woods. He gets a whiff of a very good smelling scent. He follows it. Turns out he has a mate and she is not a super creature but a human. Hear me out now.... she's his true mate...and he considers her his omega.

So when he approaches her she's like a tad bit freaked out but she feels that same pull to him he does with her. She sits down on the ground and klaus let's her pet him...

Let's just say this reader is into...werewolves cause she reads a lot of fanfiction so in her mind her wildest dreams are about to come true.  And you can put two and two together.

Wolf!klaus fucking his human!reader as his mate. And after that moment they became inseparable. Your welcome. 😌

Dream or Reality?

Klaus ran far and fast, the pads of his paws thudding against the ground, wind blowing through his fur and that delightful rush of adrenaline had his undead heart pounding.

He dismissed Elijah’s annoyed callings for him and continued to enjoy the freedom he had longed for.

Everything was so intense now, even more that it already was. Every chirp of a cricket, every buzz of a bee, every crinkle of a leaf and every flap of a birds wings. He could hear for miles on end. As he looked around at his surroundings, the greens were brighter, the sky bluer. The the mud and blades of grass against his paws could each be individually felt and when he inhaled deeply, a wave of scents filled his lungs.

However one in particular stood out.

He made a sudden stop, his body skidding to a halt and his ears pointed straight up as he sniffed a few more times. His mouth watered and he pressed his snout down, following the delicious scent, chasing it as he heard the hum of a girl.

He slowed gradually and followed her as she weaves through the trees, a basket in hand which was filled with a range of wild berries. He sat down and watched as she picked from a large bush of blackberries, leaning a little closer to smell just how lovely she was. It had his claws digging into the ground and his tail beating the floor.

His eyes shone gold, bleeding into red as she bent right the way over to pick up her basket once she was finished picking from the high parts. Her short, flowy dress allowing him to see just about everything as her matching white thong left very little to the imagination.

Oh how he wanted to run up behind her and shove his mouth into her cunt. If she smelled this delicious, he could only dream of her taste.

But instead he decided to wait, follow her some more until it began to get dark and her stroll came to a stop. He looked around at the clearing she had chosen to rest at. Klaus kept low to the ground, the grass and flowers not hiding him as well as he might’ve hoped but enough.

He took a few tentative steps as she sat down against the grass, just watching the sun set. Her skin glowed under the golden hue and her hair lay beautifully against her skin. The white of her dress complimented her skin tone wonderfully, he could onto imagine how soft it would be against his tongue.

The thought alone had him walking straight to her, his muzzle brushing her shoulder making her freeze in place. Her head slowly turned to face him, wide eyes staring back at him and her breathing came to a stop.

He slowly sat before her, her lips parted slightly as he rolled his shoulders back and he sat tall before her. Her head tilted back to take in his height, a nervous breath leaving her as a soft growl rumbled through him.

She looked so weak in-front of him, so small and innocent. Oh how he knew he could just eat her up, in many ways.

Her mouth opened and closed a few times, shock written all across her as maintained eye contact with him for as long as possible. He found it amusing how she tried to stand her ground by holding his stare, he allowed her to win this, allow her to feel as though she may have the upper hand.

Klaus brought himself down to lay on his forearms and back legs, his chest barely touching the grass below.

Her hand very slowly lifted, she held it out with fear flashing through her and a twinge of curiosity as he sniffed her hand. He groaned at the addictive scent of her blood underneath the surface and licked the soft skin of her palm. She giggled quietly at the tickle of his tongue as he dragged it up her arm and her other hand pet his head gently.

“Wow” she whispered under her breath and a smile tugged at her lips as he pulled his face away and looks down at her through hooded eyes. His head tilted when he caught the scent of something rather sweet. His tail whipped side to side when he realised the source of the delicious smell and lowered his head. Her eyes widened when his nose pressed to her lower belly and she gasped softly.

Her hands ran through his fur on his neck and down his back, well as far as her arms could reach from her seated position. When she leaned forward to touch his tail he took the opportunity to get his head under her skirt, the top of his snout pressed to her panties making her jolt and squeal.

“Shit” she whispered when she fell forward in surprise onto her hands and knees over the top of him. She kept still, unsure what her best move could be here, she couldn’t make any sudden movements, it might spook him and she didn’t exactly want to be with a violent wolf when it’s nose was rubbing against her panties.

An involuntary moan left her when his long, warm tongue pressed against her and she quickly rolled to her side and onto her back.

“Oh gods” she whispered when the wolf stood over her, licking his lips and sniffing her intently. She looked up wide eyed and even more so when he barked quietly at her before pressing his nose to the valley if her breasts.

Her mouth opened and closed as she stared into his eyes, a strange glint in them that told her he was definitely more than he looked.

Dear god she read too many werewolf fanfics. She was in a field with a fucking huge animal trying to feel her up and she liked it way more than she probably should.

“Okay, okay” she uttered to herself while slowly pushing herself up to be sitting again but he didn’t move, instead her face was hidden in his chest and his rustic scent was filling her head. She groaned softly at the addicting smell and found herself nuzzling her nose against his fur.

Klaus watched in both amusement and lust, his front leg lifted to wrap around her, his large paw holding the back of her head in encouragement as she huffed him in. Warmth spread through him, pooling at the pit of his stomach as her hands tugged his fur. God he needed to have her right now, make her his before anyone else could get even the slightest view of her.

His nose sniffed at the top of her head, her hair freshly washed and soft. Her cheek pressed to his chest and a small moan left her as he stepped forward and pressed a paw to her now damp underwear. His tail wagged and he turned his head to lick the shell of her ear and make her squirm.

She fell back against the grass as he pressed his nose to her throat to gently push her downwards.

“Fuck fuck fuck” she chanted as she closed her eyes and felt the warmth of his tongue along her neck. His teeth caged her throat, the action should’ve made her reek with fear but a low growl erupted from his chest at the flow of arousal she released as he bit down gently. Her hands latched onto his fur tightly, keeping his teeth in her as he pierced past the skin to leave his mark. “Oh god” she breathed as he licked over the wounds more moving his snout further down her body.

“This can’t be happening” she whispered as his canines nibbled along the swell of her breasts and pushed the top of her dress down to have more access. Klaus tugged at the fabric but she didn’t move to take it off making him huff and bark at her.

She looked back at him confused and shook her head slowly making him grumble before grabbing the skirt of the sundress and pulling it up making her yelp as he exposed her thong. Her hand moved to cover herself and she groaned when she realised how wet she was, not noticing the way his tail wagged rapidly when she pushed them down off her legs. “What am I doing” she mumbled to herself before glancing to the wolf.

“Sit” she whispered unsure but he did so and her eyes widened. “Okay” she laughed slightly and stood up, entertained by the fact he followed her. “Go on, go home” she shooed him, but he kept his nose nice and close to the source of her scent and followed her until she stopped at a large teepee tent. She sighed and went inside, closing it up before Klaus could step in making him growl softly.

Not that it was an issue, he just powered his way through and drank in the sight before him. Seeing her pull off her dress and pull out a skimpy pair of pyjamas. Perfect for his eyes but he also hated that she would come to an open area, anyone could come by, and wear such lack of clothing.

She shrieked when she turned to see him stood before her and grabbed her sleeping bag to cover herself. It wasn’t appreciated apparently as he showed her by grabbing the end of it and pulling it roughly like a dog would a tug toy. Her hold on it was nothing compared to his and she ended up fully naked again for his eager eyes.

“What the actual fuck” she whispered looking back at him with a slightly fearful, slightly aroused look in her eyes while his shone with lust and hunger.

Her legs pressed together, her hands awkwardly hiding her sex from his view. She took a reluctant step back as he stalked toward her much like a predator does his prey before closing her eyes nervously and praying to god that this animal wouldn’t eat her.

Oh but he wanted to, just a little differently to the way she was thinking.

So when his tongue licked at her slightly shaky hands, she moved them slowly in anticipation. Her eyes flew open when he nuzzled his nose between her thighs, nudging them apart and locking his eyes on hers and his tongue curled between them. “Oh fuck” she breathed as it slid along her folds, then between them until the tip of his tongue stroked her clit.

“This isn’t real. This isn’t real.” She told herself “it’s just a dream” she whispered with a long breath, her hands moving to pet the top of his head. If it were a dream then she could do this, just live out her dirty fantasies and wake up in the morning all hot and sweaty.

Klaus chuckled in his head at her words and continued his actions. Her hands in his fur felt delightful, and her taste on his tongue was more than heavenly. Her body was so beautiful from where he was, looking straight up at her. Her face was looking up, avoiding his stare making his tail wag lowly as he buried his face further into her cunt, tongue deep inside her and the blunts of his teeth nibbling the hood of her clit to have her thighs trembling, legs struggling to keep her stood up. Her nails dug into his scruff and her knees went weak.

He let his eyes fall closed as he focused solely on her. She was overwhelming in every aspect but he couldn’t stop craving her. Such an addictive taste, smell, feel. Her slippery pink flesh was so incredibly soft, smooth like silk and he could only imagine how it will feel around his shaft as he slides in and out of her.

His tongue reached up into her, feeling for and finding that spongey little spot within her. One stroke of his tongue was all it took for her legs to give out, knees hitting the base of the tent as she moaned loudly. Her arms moved out to ease herself down as she laid on her back, thighs open for him to indulge between.

“Fucking hell” she uttered under her breath as her hands grabbed him tightly and kept his face right against her. Her fucks bucked and a sharp cry left her when his cold nose rubbed at her hot clit, his tongue continuously curling inside her until she was spilling her pleasure into his mouth. Moaning loudly with no control over herself as she came over his muzzle, she pushed herself up on her elbows to watch him tongue dart out to lap up every drop.

His dark, dangerous eyes gazed right into hers, hunger was all she could see as he licked his snout clean with a low rumble echoing through him.

Klaus couldn’t think about anything else. He needed to have her right now. He took a seat before her, he looked down between his legs to see he his long, thick cock stood in desperate need of attention. He glanced back to her, seeing her lips parted and eyes dark as she whimpered at the sight of it. He sat a little taller as she crawled forward, nervously looking up to him every few movements before she was right in-front of him. God she looked pathetically tiny compared to him like this, and he loved it.

Her small soft hands reached forward to get a gentle hold on his cock. A grunt instantly left his throat as she kept her eyes on his, waiting incase he reacted threateningly. Her eyes flickered between his face and his dick, her breathing getting heavier as both her hands slid up and down his length, his thickness filling both hands more and more as she stroked him.

“Jesus fucking Christ” she whispered when she looked at it a little too long, watching a spurt of pre-cum leak down him making her spread it all over his cock. A soft moan left her lips when his hips jerked forward and she glanced to him before slowly leaning down.

Klaus’ tail whipped side to side as her breath ghosted his tip, growl like groans leaving him before he choked on his breath as her plump lips pressed to his cock. A gasp left her and he looked down to see if something was wrong but he felt her suckling at the slit telling him everything was just perfect.

His hips jumped forward, his claws digging into the ground as he stretched her mouth open. She moaned in pain at the sting of her face but his taste was so rich and addicting that she just ignored it.

Klaus rose so he was stood up instead of sat, his hips rocking into her little mouth as she sent a flow of vibrations down him. She too was on all fours as she seemingly tried to swallow him down. His head leaned down to lick over the top of her ass, the softness of his tongue making her whimper around his succulent cock. His tongue dipped down between her cheeks to taste her once more, and of course to feel the moans she released around him again.

He listened as his little mate choked around him as his swollen tip knocked as far back as it could. Her poor throat contracted around it until she gagged and he stepped back to spare her. She coughed a little and sucked at his tip a little more before pulling back to catch her breath.

Klaus stood tall and turned around, still stood over her but now in a position ready to mouth her. Though she was so small infront of him he would be nearly lead down to fuck her.

He licked her back softly as her breathing sped up and her head looked over her shoulder to see his strong form over her. She let out a lengthy breath, a small nod to her head she she tried to mentally prepare herself for the step she was taking.

Klaus’s back legs bent to bring himself lower, his large cock going between her legs and sliding against her dripping cunt. He admired how soaked she was, he wondered how long she had fantasised of this position. To be fucked by a werewolf.

Though her loud moan told him it must’ve been a while as his tip pushed inside her. Her pussy clung to him tightly and her gasps for breath were obvious as her little body stretched for him. Klaus wouldn’t have been surprised if she came as soon as he thrust himself inside her from the way her body reacted.

Klaus wasn’t sure if this was exactly ethical but neither one of them seemed to exactly care very much about morals at that moment. She tilted her head back to look up at him, his tail wagged at the sight of her glossy eyes. Her mouth opened and a whimpered “Please” left her soft lips. He listened to her pleas, bucking his hips forward and listening to the scream that she released as her head fell back forward to look down. His front paws pushed against the tent floor to thrust himself back and forth slowly.

Her moans were melodic, her velvet walls tight. Klaus only wished he could whisper his filthy thoughts to her.

He shifted his from legs, his paws grabbing onto her hips and his claws digging into her skin making her hiss. Her pain only lasted a second as his hips began to abruptly thrust faster.

“Oh fuck” she yelled as he roughly humped into her. He stood strong on his back legs, lifting her lower region up as he pounded her from behind, quite literally like a wild animal. Her palms lay flat against the ground as her body jolted forward each time his swelled tip smacked her cervix.

His panted grunts filled the air as well as her rapid breaths and moans. The tent felt much smaller as the air got thicker. Hard thrusts knocked the air out of her every second, sharp breaths leaving her as she felt her cunt spasm around his dick. Klaus fucked her faster, harder at the feel of her slippery walls squeezing him desperately.

Klaus felt something extra sensitive growing at the base of his cock and hitting against her tight little hole. She let out a pleasant cry as she felt herself be stretched out further.

Her eyes widened and her mouth gaped open at the feel of his wolf’s knot shove in and out of her.

Klaus’s mind clouded over, he barely registered how her body shook and her screams got loud enough for the whole forest to hear. All he focused on was getting his knot so deep inside her that she was bound to him forever. His wolf clawed at her waist and hips as his hind legs steadied to fuck her as roughly as he could.

Her cunt clamped around him tightly, his knot locking inside her making her cry in pleasure when their orgasms mixed. His stuffing her full of his seed and hers exploding down her thighs. Her body fell exhausted immediately, the knotting taking its toll as it should for first time mates.

Klaus pulled out and whined as her arms gave out under her and she hit the ground with a thud. His tongue was on her face, trying to wake her up but she was barely conscious.

He circled her for a full minute before curling around her, wrapping her frame in his warmth.

His snout squeezed between her thighs which desperately tried to squeeze together. He lapped his tongue against her folds, cleaning her cunt and thighs so she wouldn’t feel sticky when she woke.

Klaus stayed awake while she slept. She slept for nearly 16 hours but he didn’t move. He abandoned any plans of hunting and terrorising civilians like he had originally wanted to when he released his wolf and instead smuggled his mate. He found himself with his muzzle in her pussy nearly every few hours no matter how hard he tried to resist, he knew it was making her sleepier but god he just couldn’t help himself. At least he managed to stop himself from fucking her again, he can only imagine how she would scream herself awake.

But he was able to hold some of his desires inside.

He kept her warm and safe for over half a day. Even when she woke, she was still drowsy and wasn‘y up to moving so he kept her comfy and pleased.

They both seemed to forget that the woods were open to anyone walking past. Elijah made the futile mistake of thinking his brother was killing the girl onto to find him with his furry face between her legs. Klaus nearly ripped his eyes out of his head.

Elijah left and returned a full day later with both men’s and women’s clothes, tossing them into the tent.

Klaus had turned back a few hours before and had to confirm the girls dreams, he was a werewolf.

“Hybrid actually” he told her and her eyes widened making him chuckle and kiss her lips softly. She wasn’t expecting such gentleness from the animal which had ruined her poor pussy but there he was, rubbing her skin to keep her warm and encouraging her to keep her eyes closed.

Klaus growled when Elijah threw the clothes in but somewhat appreciated it anyway.

He dressed y/n and then himself, scooping her into his arms and kissing her cheek.

“We’re going on a trip sweetheart, we’ll be finding many more werewolves and I’ll teach you everything you can know about the supernatural” he told her with a soft smile and slow strokes her hair as she nuzzled his chest.

[ghouliebabies-art]

Sketch v. Render

[kiribakuswife]

In Need of a Hero

Kirishima x Reader

Kinktober day 2

You have become the stereotype. It was honestly a mistake, your heat wasn’t supposed to start for a few days, and you were on the way to get suppressants, honestly. Work had been insane lately and by the time you got off the drug store near you was closed. You had decided the best thing to do was make the long trek across town to the 24 hour store. The last thing you expected, let alone happen, was getting hit hard with your heat in the middle of your walk home.

Your skin instantly felt hot, your brain beginning to fog over. You only had 20 minutes left, picking up your speed as your breathing began to grow more labored. You would make it home if it killed you. Thankfully, the streets were fairly empty, the moon high in the sky as the last of the last remaining drunken bar patrons stumbled home. You ripped open the bag as you walked, popping one of the pills that wouldn’t do anything at least until tomorrow afternoon, pulling your hood up and tucking in as an attempt to block the scent you were sure you were giving off at this moment. 15 more minutes that was all you needed and you would be safe in your own bed.

Your head was too hazy though, unable to smell the towering alpha that stumbled out of the alley before you. He stunk, his scent a terrible mix of musk and whiskey that made your nose curl as your omega shrank back in fear.

“Has no one ever told you not to walk alone?” He snarled, stepping before you, blocking your path.

“Excuse me.” Your voice was pathetic, and as soon as you heard it you couldn’t blame his laugh that cut through the silent night.

“Oh you're not going anywhere!” He laughed, roughly grabbing your arm and beginning to drag you back to the dark alleyway. “I could smell you a mile away, little omega. Let me show you what a real alpha can do.” He spoke in your ear, sending chills down your spine as you tried to pull away.

“Let me go!” You tried to scream, but he just kept dragging your fighting form. For how tall he was, he was thankfully pretty scrawny, allowing you to put up at least a little bit of a fight, but he seemed determined, unwilling to release you.

“(y/n)?” You heard a familiar voice call out, sounding distant, but not too far. Your eyes widened in realization. You had met only a few times, he was friends with one of your friend’s boyfriend. Definitely not close by any means, but he was a Pro.

“Kiri-!” Your shout was cut off by the hand of the disgusting man covering your mouth. You bit down on his hand hard, the taste of dirt and blood and something else you filling your mouth.

“You bitch!” He yelled back, elbowing you hard in the chest as he jerked his hand away. “You’ll pay for that!” As you tried to spit the foul taste from your mouth he grabbed you rougher this time, pinning your arms to your side.

“Hey!” You heard another voice shout, head spinning to find the pro hero Red Riot in all his glory, running towards you both. “Release her at once!” He wasn’t in his hero costume, instead in a casual pair of sweats and a tight black t-shirt, dropping a bag of take out as he got closer. His smell hit you at once making your knees weak as much as that was so unhelpful in your current situation. The strong smell of pine and a hit of rain filled your lungs as he reached you. The man released you instantly, hands up as you fell to the ground.

“Hey man, I didn’t mean anything by it, really! You can smell her! I was just trying to help.” He rambled, his footsteps stumbling as the hero stepped closer around you.

“Bullshit man, not cool.” Was all he said before a thud could be heard, turning to see the man fall to the ground as Kirishima made his way back to you, dragging the man behind him. “Are you okay?” He looked like he barely broke a sweat while the other man had a trickle of blood beginning to appear on his head.

“I think so.” You squeaked, looking up at him. His red hair that was usually styled was instead down, a few loose strands falling in his face as he tilted his head at you, trying to read you. You could tell the moment he caught your scent, his nose scrunching up briefly as he took a deep breath and shook his head. You had thought he was cute before all this, avoiding him out of nerves at your friends' dinner parties, but now? Your mind flashed truly embarrassing thoughts of him as you avoided his gaze. If you were feeling warm before, you were absolutely burning now.

“Let me call someone to get this loser. I’ll walk you home.” He nodded to himself, dragging the still limp man over to a wall of the building, already on the phone as he explained the situation to someone. He continued to talk as he walked, grabbing his food and your own bag. You couldn’t look away from him, no matter how much watching his taut form was making you squirm with need.

“Are you sure you’re alright? Nothing hurts?” His voice broke you fr

om your trance as he approached, causing your cheeks to heat. Hopefully it was dark enough that he wouldn’t see, the street light right above you dashing your hopes. At his question though, the adrenaline wearing off, your chest began to hurt where his elbow had caught you.

“My chest…” You mumbled, trying to look anywhere but him, pulling your hoodie tight around you.

“Do you want to check? How bad?” He asked, coming closer, causing you to gasp as his scent hit you full force again. You must have reeked with the scent of your heat by now, but he acted as if there was nothing wrong.

“No! I’m okay!” You basically shouted, putting out a hand as if you could block him from any closer. He only chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he sat before you.

“Todoroki should be here soon then we can go.” He said instead, “Mind if I eat? I’m starving.” He laughed with a huge hand coming up to rub the back of his neck.

“Of course.” You whispered, meeting his eyes before quickly looking away. Maybe it was part of their hero training, to have some sort of immunity against the smell, looking unbothered as he dug into his sandwich.

“Thank you…” You mumbled as he ate, earning a smile and a thumbs up in response.

“All in a day's work!” He replied. The air felt heavy as he ate, but it was like he didn’t notice anything, only making you squirm more, chewing on your thumb as you waited. Like he had said, Todoroki arrived soon, Kirishima getting up to meet him halfway as he moved toward you. They spoke quietly as they approached the still unconscious man. You waved halfhearted to Todoroki as he looked at you, heaving the villain on his shoulder. His eyes flashed briefly as they met yours, no doubt catching your scent before he turned abruptly, hurrying away.

“Ready?” Kirishima asked, turning back towards you with a smile on his face, like this was the most normal night he had all week. You nodded meekly as you tried to stand, but you legs betrayed you, still far too shakey. Before you hit the ground though, his hand gripped your arm to steady you, right where the villan had held you, causing a confusing mix of a moan and a groan to escape you, your omega beyond pleased to finally have his hands on you.

At your sound his hand jerked away, closing his eyes tight for a moment, as if he stopped breathing before letting out a sigh, moving to grip your elbow instead. “Let’s get you home.” Was all he said, letting you lead the way.

The silence felt thick as you walked, and you couldn’t help but glance in his direction every few minutes. His jaw was tight, but besides that he looked so normal, so natural. It made that stupid voice inside your head preen. He had to the most respectful man in the world to completely ignore at this moment, and that just made you want him more, need him more.

“Kirishima?” You asked finally, earning a hmm in response. “Thank you really, I’m sure this must suck for you too.” You tried to make a joke, an uncomfortable too forceful laugh bubbling up.

“Eijiro, you can call me that I mean,” He said, joining in on your weird laughter. “I think we’ve crossed that line.”

“Eijiro then, thank you.” Your laughter was becoming more real as you gave into the absurdity of the situation. He hmmed in response as you scrambled to explain yourself “Really I didn’t plan this! I know some omegas do to…well you know, but these are my suppressants!” You held up the bag as proof and he just rolled his eyes playfully.

“It’s fine (y/n). I’m happy to help!” That made you shiver. You were close to home now, and the thought of him leaving was making you feel incredibly anxious, like something bad would happen if he wasn’t with you. Maybe you could ask him to stay? Just until you were asleep? He could sit in the living room and you could retire to your room and by the time the heat between your legs became so unbearable it woke you up, he’d be gone. He had saved your life, if he was going to hurt you he would have by now right? It seemed reasonable to you now, but would you feel the same when your head was screwed back on correctly. You liked Eijiro, and you were kicking yourself for avoiding him before. He was so much nicer than you had thought, and maybe you really wanted to see if being interested in him would actually go anywhere. Would asking him inside ruin it all though?

As you reached your street your heart rate started to pick up, vision beginning to narrow, your omega beginning to panic. You were thankful for his warm hand on your arm, feeling almost dizzy from the contending lust and panic.

“(y/n)? Are you okay? Is it your chest? Breath honey it’s alright.” He suddenly stopped, forcing you to look at him. Your chest was rising rapidly as you shook your head at his question. “What is it then?” He raised an eyebrow, growing more concerned as you tried to steady your breathing.

“Eijiro, please…” It was basically a whine and you didn’t even have the wherewithal to feel embarrassed. He stiffened instantly, eyes growing a shade darker before they slammed shut, holding his breath again. “Please come inside, please stay with me until I fall asleep? Please?” You were begging at this point, and you know it with virtually no shame, gripping his large hand in both of your own. “Eijiro?”

He groaned heavily, using his free hand to wipe his face. A glance down showed you he wasn’t entirely immune to your antics, a prominent bulge appearing in his sweats, and you almost wish you hadn’t looked with the way your core throbbed. You were already wet before, but at this rate you were going to leak through your thin leggings. As your scent hit him again he let out another groan before almost an entire 180, relaxing his shoulders and lacing his fingers with your own.

“Of course (y/n)! What kind of hero would I be if I left a lady in distress?” He cleared his throat, swallowing thickly as he smiled brightly, but his eyes hid something in them. Something you died to unlock, shame be damned. As you made your way to the door, fumbling with your keys your eyes met his, catching the light dusty of pink on his cheeks and the heavy look in his eyes. Your eyes were caught in his, sharing a silent word until he cleared his throat again.

“Let’s get you to bed, ‘mega.” His voice was low, a clear order from his alpha that made you jerk away, unlocking your door and stumbling inside, abandoning your shoes and jacket by the door as you moved towards the living room, him following along, locking the door behind. The air felt stifling, the heat wasn’t even on, but you felt like you were in a furnace. His scent fluffed around your tiny apartment as you gestured to the couch.

“I think I need a shower.” You laughed, uncomfortable but anything but afraid. “The remotes on the table.”

“Just shout if you need anything.” He flopped down onto the couch, smiling up at you. Your mind ran as you made your way back to the bathroom. You had actually invited him and he actually agreed? You felt so conflicted, one part of you wanting to drag him under the warm water with you as it started to fill the bathroom with steam and the other part of you wanting to send him right back outside, blaming your heat for your lack of a filter. It wasn’t just your heat though, and you knew that. You would want him here regardless, you just weren’t bold enough to actually tell him that. As you stepped under the water your mind filled with scenarios of how he could help you in more ways than just guarding your door.

The large red mark on your chest would surly bruise, tender to the touch between your breasts as you scrubbed the skin, trying to remove any bit of the disgusting scent that seemed to cling to you no matter how hard you tried to scrub it off, your omega almost frantic to remove it as you gave up, stepping out of the shower and pulling on your robe. You could always ask Eijiro to scent you, but that felt like too far after dragging him into your house.

Deciding against it, you let out a whine before opening the door, jumping back as you almost ran into a broad chest.

“You smelled upset I’m sorry I-I had to make sure you were…okay” He seemed to have a hard time finding words, eyes completely shifted to the alpha yellow as he looked down at you, gaze searching for any sign of danger. It was now or never you guessed.

“The smell…” You pouted up at him. “I smell like him, could you um?” Before a silence could fill the air his hands shot out gripping your hips tightly before dragging his scent glands over your wet hair, slowly moving down as he scented your neck, your back ramrod straight as you let out a breathy gasp. His lips grazed over your own scent gland, causing you to shiver in his arms as he moved further down still. Your robe had fallen open, not yet exposing your breasts, but the space between them, red and starting to bruise open to the air. He growled low, lightly rubbing his cheek over the spot before placing a chaste kiss over it. That made your knees collapse, and if it wasn’t for his grip you would be a puddle on the floor.

“Sorry ‘mega.” His voice was gruff as he pulled away, causing you to whine as he looked down on you, “I couldn’t help myself. Let’s actually get you to bed.” Your mind was cloudy, feeling like you were floating as he guided you down the hall and to your room. He stood at your door as you made your way inside, allowing your robe to drop off as your mind became laser focused on reaching your nest, momentarily forgetting he was there entirely.

He was sure any other alpha would have ripped into your room instantly at the sight, but he had to control himself. You had already been traumatized once tonight and the last thing you needed was a burly alpha like himself ruining your safe space as you flopped into your nest, rearranging the blankets and pillows that filled it with a huff, brows furrowed. You only seemed to get more agitated as you worked, head finally snapping back to him with a huff.

“Alpha needa smell like you.” Your voice almost slurred as you spoke, almost snapping his fraying resolve. He knew he should have stayed in the living room, but the sour switch of your fruity scent had almost made him feral, and he just couldn’t leave you. Couldn’t take his eyes off of you as you pouted to him. “Want you.” You mumbled to him and he was done. String snapping he made his way through your room to your nest,hesitating at the edge before you grabbed his arm with surprising strength, pulling his willing body in with you. Your body instantly molded to his, despite your heated skin his warmth feeling amazing as you scented him.

“Alpha please.” You didn’t even know what you needed as you begged for something, anything as he stayed stiff, arms at his side as you burrowed against his chest.

“Shh, you’re okay.” He said, finally wrapping his arms around you as he maneuvered you, laying with his back against the plush fortress. “You should sleep ‘mega.” That nickname made your skin tingle like it was on fire. You whined again at him as you pulled up, locking eyes with him. He looked at home in here and you had half a mind to never let him leave your nest again.

“Needa knot first.” The words fell from your mouth before you could stop them, that being even too far for your current state, instantly breaking eye contact as you pulled further away, looking away as his hand came up to cover his eyes, breaths ragged as he took in your words.

“(y/n)...I need to know if you mean that. If you really want me, or if it’s just your heat.” It wasn’t just your heat. You had fantasized about this before, you had thought of him more times than you would like to admit and not just in this way.

“Only want you, Eijiro, only ever you alpha.” You babbled in response, hoping that he believed you. There must have been something in your face, because as he lifted his hand from his eyes and stared at you for a moment he finally nodded his head.

“Alright ‘mega,” His voice had changed ever so slightly, the commanding alpha tone back, “You’ll tell me if anything is too far. If anything hurts. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you. Are you on birth control?” You instantly defeated at his words, the stress leaving your shoulders as you fell to him.

“Yes alpha, I am and I will!” You said back eagerly. “I want you.” He laughed lightly at you, shaking his head as he sat up, catching your mouth in a kiss that soon morphed into something less than innocent, tongues tangling as he eased you onto your back. His hands gripped your hips pulling you closer as one hand began drifting towards your center.

“Jesus ‘mega, you’re soaked.” He pulled away speaking against your lips as you mewled.

“Need your knot.” You said as a response. He shook his head lightly.

“Need to make sure you can take it pretty girl.” He said, a finger slipping in easily, soon adding a second, pumping in a way that made your spine curl. You moaned as his lips connected to your chest, tongue encircling the bud of your peaked nipple causing you to cry out as he began to scissor his fingers. You could feel yourself getting close, already so close to the edge before he even touched you.

“Cum and I’ll give you my knot ‘mega. Need you ready for this dick.” His words seemed to melt into your skin, lighting you up inside, sending you hurtling over the edge as his fingers reached a specific spot inside you as your toes curled, crying out his name as you did just that.

“Good girl, such a good ‘mega.” He praised you as he continued to move his fingers allowing you to ride out your orgasm as you groaned at his words. “How do you want this pretty girl, it’s up to you this time.” His words of “this time” swirled through your head as you tried to answer him through your moans, eventually reaching down to grab his wrist, stopping his movement for long enough to catch your breath.

“Want to see you.” You huffed out, hoping he understood what you meant, and to your glee he seemed to be on the same page. He pulled out his hand slowly, your pussy clenching around nothing as he pulled your legs up, allowing them to rest on his shoulders. You weren’t sure when he took off his shirt but were beyond happy with the view it granted you, his huge muscular chest making you clench weakly.

“Look at me.” He commanded roughly, causing your eyes to snap to his as he shimmied down his pants, allowing the leaking head of his cock to trace over you. “You will tell me if it’s too much; tell me to stop and I will, one word and it’s over okay?” His words made you want to fold in on yourself, allow him to take whatever he wanted, but his eyes were different. They almost looked nervous like he was worried for you and holding himself back. He looked like he truly cared, almost like-

“I will, Eijiro.” It was like a piece of your mind had finally come back to you, and at your words he nodded, allowing his cock to slide in, inch by inch. Despite stretching you earlier, there was still a delicious burn as he sunk in bit by bit. If he didn’t want you after this, you didn’t know what you would do, never feeling so full before, his knot not even fully inflated at this point.

“You okay?” His voice was gruff, like he was holding himself back as he looked down at you intently, trying to read your face.

“Please, alpha fill me please please please.” You begged under him, trying to wiggle your hips as he let out a groan, hands moving to grip the back of your thighs, bending them to your chest.

“Anything for you, ‘mega.” Before you could even process his words, he snapped his hips, causing you to cry out as your head fell back, at his complete mercy as he began to fuck you hard into your carefully crafted fortess. It was like your brain was disconnected, short circuited as his hips pistoned into you, the sound of skin slapping filling the room, drowned out by your near sceam- moaning.

“You’re mine now ‘mega. No one else will ever lay a finger on you or I’ll break their fucking arm.” He grunted out, pushing your legs higher as you cried below him, babbling nonsense as you tried to connect back to your brain, clenching tight at his words.

“All yours alpha.” You moaned out. You were embarrassingly close again. If he meant what he said though, you would at least have a day or two more of this as he helped you through your heat.

“Gonna fill you up so much no one will even smell your heat on you. All they’ll be able to smell is me. They’ll know who this cunt belongs to.” His words were filthy as he spoke to you. “Are you gonna cum again? All over my knot ‘mega?” You could only moan at his words, knowing he was right. “You know I’ve wanted this for months, every time I saw you I wanted to drag you away and show you who you should belong to…show you why you should choose me.” Your vision was beginning to grow hazy, seconds away from crashing over the edge. “You know what? It wasn’t even your tight pussy or your ass that I couldn’t get out of my mind.” His words made you pause, gasping as his eyes meant yours. “It’s those fucking eyes, I couldn’t get them out of my head.” He said with a particularly sharp thrust as your head fell back again. “Look at me as you cum.” As soon as your eyes met his you fell, the tight cord inside of you snapping as you gushed around him, a few more thrust before he too was cumming, hot seed filling you as his knot locked you together, feeling almost uncomfortably full as he let your legs fall back down, resting his head on your collar bone as you both tried to catch your breath.

He soon raised his head, puppeting you to a more comfortable position as you waited for his knot to deflate, already half asleep as you snuggled up to him. He wrapped his arms around you tightly, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“I mean it, you know.” He said, your turn to hum in response. “I want to take you out ‘mega. I’ll prove to you, I’m worthy of you.”

“You are worthy, Eijiro.” You mumbled out, kissing his arm as you snuggled impossibly closer. “Sleep alpha.”

“Sleep ‘mega.” He agreed with a laugh as you faded into the most restful sleep you’ve had in a long time.

[mrmidknight829]

Been too inactive on Tumblr lately. Need to post again. While big bad wolves, or wolf villains and antagonists can be cool, we could always use more good wolves, wolf heroes and wolf protagonists.

The wolf characters in the picture, from top to bottom:

•Legoshi (Beastars)

•Mutt (Lobodestroyo)

•Shirou Ogami (BNA/Brand New Animal)

•Mr. Wolf (The Bad Guys)

•Grey (Sheep and Wolves)

•Humphrey & Kate (Alpha & Omega)

•Kiba (Wolf's Rain)

•Trickshot (Trick Moon)

•Wiley Wolf (The Great Wolf Pack)

•Amaterasu (Ōkami)

•Robyn & Mebh (Wolfwalkers)

•Lazor Wulf

•Luka (Kingdom Force)

•Big Brain Wolf

•Gabu (One Stormy Night/Arashi no Yoru ni)

•Wanji and Wicasa (Tales of Tatonka)

•Lupin (Lupin's Tales)

•Hope (Seed of Life)

(Hope's bird companion Letty is also barely seen in the photo like she's peeking)

[thewordfortheday]

What a comfort to know that the loving hand of God is holding, supporting, and carrying us through the beginnings and endings and each moment in between. Jesus is with us. If we have repented of our sin and trusted in Jesus Christ for salvation, our Saviour’s words hold true: “I am with you always, to the end of the age” (Matt. 28:20). The Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, has the final word in your life. 

"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." says the Lord. Isaiah 41:10

If you have trusted Jesus with your life, He is there for you, and with you every step of the way. In the good times and the bad. 

“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End,” says the Lord… - Revelation 1:8

[twinksrepository]

An Angelic Alpha

Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Simeon X F!Reader, hints of Lucifer X F!Reader

CW: Alpha and Omega Dymanics, Smut, blow jobs, penis in vaginal sex, creampie, dubious consent, voyeurism, Sub and Dom elements, breeding, possessive behavior.

Word count: Roughly 7.1K

A/N: In a world where only Humans have a secondary sex, you've enjoyed the freedom of the Devildom to your hearts content. Unaware of what happens when a certain angel gets the chance to be along with you and it turns out, he's not exactly an angel anymore.

So another brain worm and this one very much because it's Kinktober. I had a lot of fun with this one and I hope you enjoy it.

Images belong to Solmare.

You still don't know what to make of the sudden changes since you got back to the Devildom, for the first time ever under your own power. That feeling of freedom that you have here seems slightly restricted compared to before. 

And it's mostly because Lucifer, Diavolo, and Barbatos seem to be going out of their way to ensure you're never alone with Simeon. 

You just don't get it. 

They've never cared this much before, in fact the only person they cared about keeping you away from was Solomon and that was mostly when his ruts were due to start. 

All the men in your life that were from the Devildom and Celestial realm (minus Luke), all seemed to agree on a singular point. Solomon wasn't going to be allowed the chance to win you over because of biology. 

If anything, it was a point that seemed to make Lucifer bristle and glare even harder at the human sorcerer. The simple fact that of the three worlds, only humans had a second gender. 

And you just happened to be an omega. A detail that Solomon just seemed to love throwing in Lucifer's face. How he could never fill that biological niche that he could as an alpha, following it by one of those little chuckles of his. 

Of course, Solomon himself was respectful of your wishes to not just be a piece of meat to be snatched up and claimed. Part of you honestly thought that it was funny the number of times you'd gone looking for him only to learn he had taken an unexpected vacation elsewhere in the Devildom.

 You weren't dumb. Barbatos would never admit it, but you could see the gleam of mischief in those emerald eyes of his. The fact that you never got a whiff of Solomon in his rut was a clear indication that the demon that could open doors wherever he wanted was sending the alpha as far from you as possible. Plus the grin of satisfaction very much hidden under that mask of butler perfection might have also given him away. 

Solomon aside, it was one of your favorite things that you quickly found when you arrived in the Devildom. 

Freedom. 

You didn't have to worry about taking your suppressants to the point of it being toxic to keep yourself from being accidentally triggered into a heat. That ever present fear of being snatched off the street was gone, replaced instead with a sense of excitement every time you turned a new corner. Sure, you still took your suppressants, but you could also enjoy your heats when they came. 

After all, the brothers couldn't smell the difference lacking a second gender themselves and they had been around long enough to understand what your flushed skin and wanton moans meant. 

Asmo had been delighted. Even before forming a pact the Avatar of Lust had been more than happy to help you out, even telling you how he had been summoned by more than one desperate omega that needed release, but didn't want a mate, to help them out. After the first time, he had kissed your nose and told you how you had become his absolute favorite omega and he couldn't wait for your next heat. 

Somedays you wondered how any of them got anything done when you were in heat since you never seemed to be in bed alone.  

Well. 

Unless it was Lucifer. 

The Avatar of Pride was far from being a prude but he made it clear that if he was helping you, there wasn't room for anyone else in the nest you'd made on his massive bed. The demon had even gone so far as to have had a replica knot made that doubled as a cock ring to try and help sooth your burning body while his hands roamed your slick skin. More than once when you were well aware of your senses he'd whisper how he wanted to make you his, to claim you if you wanted it. 

Fuck did you want it. Wanted him. Oh how you hated the fates for the fact that the being you loved more than anything couldn't forge that biological bond that would forever serve as a divide.

 Even if, you were beyond annoyed at the sudden change in how he acted around Simeon. Like he was on guard or something. Every offer for tea turned down before you could speak, asking to help him go through some homework with Luke that he wasn't all that clear on also shot from the sky before you could utter a syllable.  

The growl you had heard from Lucifer when the two of you had been looking at Simeon's D.D.D. to see why it wouldn't stop switching to silent mode had made your head spin as if the demon had become an alpha all of a sudden. 

The worst part? Whenever you asked Lucifer what was going on he'd just huff before sighing and saying. “It isn't my place to tell you, Lamb. Just trust me, please.” You were certainly annoyed with him, even if he did his best to try and distract you from it with his affections. 

Which was part of the reason you were happy to spend some time after class with Mammon, even if he was plotting how to make some quick grimm. Sitting in one of the classrooms with the white haired demon as he giggled about how great this scheme was going to be, you focused on your book instead. Finally almost done reading the original version of the Seven Lords that Levi had you borrow on the strictest of conditions. 

“Mammon, this app you told me to download seems to keep causing my phone to crash.” You hadn’t heard the door open, or the sound of soft footfalls but you know the sound of that voice anywhere. 

“Ya must be usin’ it wrong then.” Standing and looking over the angel's shoulder before blanching. “I just remembered I got somewhere ta be!” A cloud of dust left in his wake that was reminiscent of an outline of the Avatar of Greed made you sigh. 

Slipping your bookmark in between the pages before you rose and approached the handsome angel. “Let me see Simeon.” Curling your fingers around his D.D.D. while standing beside him so he could see the screen and what you were doing, not that it was going to matter since even if he remembered the steps he was so inept with technology he would have probably just made it worse. 

A few taps and you see the problem. “Simeon, you need to stop letting Mammon convince you to install things on your phone. This one has been running a program in the background that's sending the information on your screen somewhere else.” Probably another one of Mammon's shady deals that he forgot about until Simeon asked him about it just now. “The reason your phone keeps crashing is because it's overheating from all the programs running at once.” A few more taps and you start uninstalling everything else that looks suspicious. 

“Thank you for helping me, Lamb.” Moving just a bit closer to you which you don't see anything strange in, if anything you lean more against his body. You've missed the chance to just spend time with the angel, plus you don't have to worry about being distracted by his shoulders and those stupid little hip windows since he's in his cafe outfit. You might miss the view but at least you aren’t left a blushing distracted mess in his presence. “I've missed spending time with you these last few weeks.” Curling one of his arms around the small of your back and resting his hand on your hip. 

“I've missed you too.” Glancing up at his face with a smile and a small tilt of your head, you hadn't expected him to be that close since your nose almost banged into his. “I'm sorry about that, I'm just not sure what's gotten into Lucifer lately.” Shaking your head and taking in a long exhale to try and stop yourself from getting more annoyed with the Avatar of Pride than you already are. 

Blinking at the nutty yet sugary scent that you smell, it reminds you of coffee and maybe some caramel, the kind made by boiling sugar and water and leaving it just a little too long as if the edges are starting to burn. 

“Wha…” Trailing off as you start to blink faster, your tongue feels sticky inside your mouth and your head feels a bit like it's underwater. Carefully letting Simeon have his phone back as you press the heel of one of your hands into the ridge of bone above your eye socket, trying to alleviate the sudden pressure pounding into your skull. “Sorry Simeon, I'm. I'm not feeling so good.” That’s an understatement. 

You feel like there's an inferno starting to burn just under your skin, the back of your shirt growing damp and clinging to your shoulders as you try to wipe the sweat beading along your hairline. That cloying scent hanging inside your nostrils isn't helping either, if you didn't know any better you'd think it was the scent of an alpha about to go into the early stages of a rut. 

But. 

That can't be right. 

“Here. Let me help you.” Fuck. Leaning against Simeon isn't helping at all, if anything the scent is stronger, his fingers gently pushing the soaked hair back from your face as you whimper. 

If you weren't so confused you might have heard the tremor in his voice, unaware of him licking his lips as he watched you. Too busy trying to focus on the reason for your body starting to ignore the commands of your brain like you’re in a syrupy daze. “I.” Your stomach is starting to clench the same way it does when you start to go into heat, your body warming and adjusting as the hormones associated with it start to flood your system. “I think I need to get home.” This is bad.

You're not supposed to go into your heat for another week, why in the Devildom is it starting to hit you now? And where is that scent coming from? It's making your core start to flutter and the slick you’re producing to trail past your folds in a steady stream. 

“Do you?” 

Huh? Squinting when you open your eyes, what is he asking you with that short question? 

Opening your eyes might have been a mistake. 

Simeon's face is barely millimeters away from yours, but what really has your attention is his eyes. Those normally celadon blue eyes tinted with yellow are nearly black, the thinnest ring of blue around his blown out pupils. “Simeon?” You don't understand why but you find yourself sliding your hand up the side of his chest, your thumb brushing the edge of the doublet feeling every stitch. 

“Do you need to go home?” One of his hands is sliding along your back, dipping lower until those long digits of his can slip under the hem and brush the damp cloth away from your body. “I can help you, you know that don't you?” 

“Simeon.” The nutty smell grows even stronger when he tilts his head. “What’s going on?” The beautiful angel lets out one of those airy laughs of his that reminds you of the sound of raindrops falling onto bells, soft and gentle, swallowing as your sex throbs hard enough that your knees almost buckle, clinging closer to him to keep yourself standing. 

“I think.” Brushing the tip of his nose along the ridge of your cheek before he dips his head, the point grazing the patch over your scent gland and you can hear his deep long inhale just under your ear. Your thighs clench sinfully as another gush of slick dampens your underwear further, possibly starting to spread to the fabric of your pants. “I'm going into a rut.” 

“But.” Your mind is scrambling, trying to make the dots connect that you should have figured out when you first smelt him and the pheromones he was releasing into the air. “You're an angel?” It comes out like a question that turns into a moan low in your throat as he opens his mouth and catches the edge of the patch keeping your scent gland covered and starts to tug it away. 

“No.” A rasp as he takes in another long inhale, the tip of his tongue dancing along the sliver of revealed skin. Like he could drink your scent that was starting to envelop the two of you in its heady mix. “I was.” With an animalist growl, his teeth snag the rest of the patch and you cry out at how quickly he rips it from your skin before burying his nose deep into the sensitive space between your neck and collarbone. 

You feel the way he sucks in your scent as much as you hear it, unconsciously arching your neck to allow him better access. “But Sim-” 

“Shush, I'll explain later.” Kissing the heated flesh with a tenderness that has you reeling after the previous ravenous display. “After I've had you, my pretty little Omega.” You cry out when he gives his hips a roll, the tented fabric of his pants brushing your stomach, the heat from his body sinking into yours through the layers of clothes currently separating you. “You'll let me have you won't you?” Hearing him let out a groan while he breaths in your scent has your cunt clenching, another wave of slick gushing out of you. It has to have soaked through your pants by now, you can feel the way it's starting to spread down the curve of you thighs and around your other entrance. 

Parting your lips as your brain keeps working to try and come up with a response to this impossible situation. Simeon? An alpha. It doesn't make any sense, but your body doesn't care, rubbing your lower half more against him and gasping as the material clings to your skin and rubs your clit in just the right way. “I…” Trailing off as the pleasure and fire inside of your body builds even more, your fingers digging into whatever part of his waist coat you can find. 

“Please, tell me yes.” Lifting his head away from your scent glad but never away from your skin, a trail of pebbled skin rising in the wake of his lips over the burning flesh. “I've wanted you for so long, but I've never had the chance to tell you just how badly. Please.” As much as he's begging there's still an undercurrent of a command to his request, another shift of his hips and it's hard to ignore just how heavy he feels pressed against you. “I feel like I'm burning up and you're the only one that can help me find relief.” 

Hearing that you let out the softest whine, almost as if you're calling out to that other side of him, trying to tell him how you feel the same way. That your blood feels as if it's boiling in your veins, scalding your heart the longer you spend just breathing in his scent with your fingers wanting to grip his skin instead of the thick cotton of his clothes. Your brain is still being railroaded by your hormones and the omega part of your brain, your tongue parched and heavy as you try to speak. 

Managing two words. 

Two simple words that seem to make both of you snap. 

“Kiss me.” 

Your voice is low and desperate as you utter the words, your eyes lidded while you watch Simeon hoping he understands what you're trying to tell him. You want him, no. You need him. 

His teeth clash against yours as he moves, there's none of his usual grace in his movements as he pulls you more against him. Your chest crushed against his while his mouth licks at the seams of your lip, groaning at the sloppy exchange and wanting more. With his hands grasping the curve of your ass it's hard to ignore how instiant the wet muscle is as he tries to slip it into your mouth. 

With your hands still curled in his shirt, unable to move them because of his hold on your body you moan as you part your lips, long and low as he plunges his tongue into your mouth and slides it around as if mapping every couture to commit it to memory. If his hands hadn't been holding you in his firm embrace you might have slumped to the floor as the omega part of your brain crooned in pleasure, tasting something akin to honey that was making your core throb and clench even harder. Another gush of fluid rushing out of your cunt, it was like the floodgates had been shoved open and you wanted nothing to do with closing them. 

Your lungs burned when Simeon pulled his mouth away, panting while his hands kept moving and massaging the plush flesh of your butt in his hands. “You taste so much better than I ever imagined.” Nuzzling his face against yours has you moaning, his hold loose enough that you can trail your hands upwards into his dark locks. 

“Simeon.” Mewling his name while you inside clench hard enough to make you pause. “I need you.” 

“I need you too.” A long exhale before he nips at your lips again. “Need to feel you around me, stuffing you full. You want that don't you?” Ghosting one of his hands upwards to slide under the hem of your shirt and sliding those soft digits along your burning flesh. 

“Yes Simeon, please.” Whining low in your throat at the thought of him pounding away inside of your core. 

A brief chuckle before his voice drops into a deep timber you would have never expected from the gentle angel before. “Wrong name.” Using his body to guide you until you can feel the edge of one of the desks against your lower back, his hand roaming your front now and the smooth skin of your stomach.

“Please Alpha.” Begging as you roll your body to feel more of his cock brushing against your body, trying to grind as best as you can against him and letting your actions be dictated by the Omega portion of your brain taking the reins of your mind. 

“Such a good little Omega.” Stepping away from your body causing you to cry out, your fingers reaching for him and wanting him close. “Shush.” Placing his index finger against your bottom lip, the soft pad trailing over the bruised skin. “I want a taste of something else.” Dragging that lone digit down your face and along your chest, chuckling as you arch into him to maintain as much of the physical connection as he keeps moving lower. Moaning as he starts to trace the wettest part of your pants and feeling the heat from your core. “So wet, but you need to be to take me don't you Lamb?” 

Dragging your nails along the nape of his neck as you whine, just the sensation of his finger brushing the covered lips of your pussy has you almost cuming. Your body so close to the edge, you do need all the wetness you're producing to take him. “Yes Alpha.” Fluttering your lashes as you admit it.

Gasping when his hand trails underwards and works his palm beneath the band of your pants. When the very tip of his finger brushes your clit through the fabric of your sodden underwear your knees do give out. Slumping against Simeon with your mouth wide open in a silent whine, your brain short circuiting while your heart beats a mile a minute inside your chest to the point of pain. “Is that all it takes for my sweet little Lamb to tumble over the edge?” The tip of his tongue trails along the shell of your ear with a deep rasp that makes you jerk your hips pathetically as you chase after more of his touch. 

“Please Simeon!” Screaming as your mouth works for more than a few words. “Please Alpha, I need more than just the edge of your hand.” Tears brimming on your lashes, making those beautiful blue eyes of his blurry. “Please” Nearly bellowing the last word as your fingers dig into his shoulders hard enough to form small bruises through his clothes. 

“My poor sweet desperate Omega.” His lips brushing your ear as he speaks, it's almost a low growl that makes your stomach churn. “You want me to touch you, but you're making so much noise. It's almost like you want someone to find us and put a stop to this.” Removing his hand from your pants and you let out another whine at the loss of his soft palms against your skin. “You want me to touch you so badly you're willing to scream loud enough for the whole Devildom to hear.” 

Your brain is a confused mass of hormones at what is happening as he steps away from you, letting you fall to your knees in front of him. You don't even feel the impact of the hard tiles, too concerned with the loss of his body against yours. Tilting his head and letting out a tutting noise as if he's disappointed in you. “Simeon?” Blinking up at him as more water falls your eyes, the forlorn tone of your voice at his rejection does nothing but make his shoulder fall with another shake of his head. Those brown locks of his shifting to hide his eyes for a moment. 

“You want more of my touch but you're just not listening to me when I tell you to be silent.” Sighing through his nose and the disappointment in his voice makes your heart pang. “What kind of an Alpha would I be if I just let you do whatever you want?” 

“Please Alpha, I can be good. So good. Just tell me what to do!” Mewling as you beg, doing everything possible to keep your voice from carrying past his ears. Watching his face through the tears, unaware you've walked right into the trap he set for you. 

“I'm not sure I fully believe you.” Those dark hands of his move to the bottom of his white waistcoat, lifting it just enough so you have an unobstructed view as he makes a show of slipping the leather of his belt loose from the silver buckle. “As much as I do want everyone to hear you screaming my name.” A loud snap as he undoes the button followed by the zing of the metal teeth of the zipper lowering. “I want it to be when my cock is deep in those walls while you beg me to breed you.” 

Rubbing your thighs together to try and gain some relief with your eyes focused on his hands, aware of the saliva pooling at the back of your mouth. “Please Simeon, Alpha, breed me.” Making sure you call him both names, to reinforce that you can follow his orders in keeping your voice low. 

“I will.” Pushing the dark blue fabric of his underwear down you find yourself licking your lips at the thick cock and heavy looking balls attached to him that spring free. “After you prove yourself.” A few pumps of his length and you watch a few drops of pre cum trail from the tip to splatter on the floor. Panting at the wasted fluid while the air thickens with the scent he releases, more of that lovely coffee like odour. “Now come here and prove how good you can be by sucking your Alpha's cock.”

If anyone had ever told you Simeon could say that line with a straight face and a command to his voice that borders on sinful you'd have laughed at them. Hearing him say it in this instant however, has you crawling forward on your hands and knees, stopping when your cheek is at his thigh nuzzling against the white fabric. Looking up at him through your lashes while his cock twitches next to your face, waiting for a moment to see if he'll give you another command. 

When nothing comes you shift toward his length ghosting your lips along his shaft, hearing him hiss through his teeth as he takes a deep inhale. Using the tip of your tongue to toy with the skin around his head, humming at the salty taste of his skin laced with something else that makes your hips rock. As much as you want to tease him, the omega in you wants to please him to follow his orders, because it wants this thick cock inside your pussy pumping you full of his cum. 

Slipping your lips over the tip and flicking your tongue against his slit before you start to suck. Feeling your eyes rolling in the back of your head at the noise of pleasure he lets out, his hands moving to tangle in your hair. “That’s a good girl.” Panting the words of praise you moan, starting to bob your head so you can take more of his length into the wet cavern of your mouth. Your clit throbbing in time to the pulsing of his cock as you keep sucking, your cheeks hollowed as you work to please him, to prove you can follow his directions and do as you're told. 

For Simeon, it's taking all of his willpower not to snap his hips forward and shove his length down your throat until those pretty lips of yours are kissing his balls. Breathing in through his nose to try and keep his breathing under control to aid in keeping the voice screaming at him to ruin you from taking the reins. 

He didn't know it could feel this good. Earlier when you had been leaning against him with his phone in your hands he felt that churning in his stomach, like a boiling that for a moment left him confused. Then his dick had started to fill with blood and his nose grew more sensitive, sniffing the air and finding the most delectable scent lining his nostrils. He knew then what was happening. Something he had been worried about, but after a year of being human without having a rut he thought perhaps he would never have one. That having started his existence as an angel meant he didn't have the secondary gender you and Solomon had. 

Tonight, he'd learned he was wrong. 

At first, his plan had just been to see how far he could push you, but once you started letting out your own scent to answer his he knew he needed more. Wanted to see how your lips felt around him, planning to leave after he spilled his seed down your throat, his words earlier all an attempt to get you into a more pliable state. “You have, no idea how long I've wanted this.” Moaning the words as you started sliding your tongue along the bottom of his shaft, rubbing the sensitive nerves in a way that had his dick twitching in the confines of your throat. 

“All the times I offered to help you in your heats, but Lucifer would never let me. Said how it was beneath me.” Groaning now as he gripped the soft strands of your hair in his palms. “I was so jealous, jealous of my fallen brother that was able to help you, to make you scream his name while he fucked you until he was exhausted. To know that he knew you so intimately in a way I never could.” Letting the words roll off his tongue while you kept moving, slowly making your way to his base. All thoughts of letting his balls empty in your throat gone. “Until now.”

Hearing him say those had your pussy clenching hard enough it was starting to hurt, wanting to have his cock there to squeeze around instead of in your mouth. Yet your omega kept yelling to keep going, until he was cuming down your throat and telling you what a good little omega you were for your alpha. Your lips are stretched wide as you keep moving, sucking and humming intermittently, gagging when his head hits the back of your throat. Edged on by his voice and how much he wanted you, the faint tugs in your hair were more pleasurable than painful and helping to keep you grounded. 

It's doing something to your head, to think that Simeon, this beautiful angel had wanted to try and help you when you know he knew, probably still doesn't know, anything about sex. Now he can, in the back of your mind the more rational part of you is whispering how he's acting on instinct. Letting his alpha have control and telling you what to do, listening to the needs of his body. It's making your spine tingle. 

“Fuck.” Jolting a little at the swear coming from him as his hand grips your head harder, to keep you from moving. Growling as he shifts back and his cock pops from your lips, still connected by a thick strand of spit. “You're such a good girl, doing just what I asked.” His chest heaving as he takes a half step back and loosens his grip on your head, one of his hands sliding forward to cup your cheek after brushing some of the strands of hair stuck to your face away. “I was going to cum down your throat.” Whining that the thought as your omega screams no, how badly it wants it. “Instead, I'm going to paint your womb white.” 

There has to be a puddle under you now, it's like a faucet and the promise to breed you has your omega screaming for an entirely different reason. “Yes, Alpha.” Whispering the words as you arch your back to put your chest more out there and on display for him. 

Watching him work the buttons of his waistcoat loose before tossing it onto one of the desks, his tie, a matching shade to his eyes follows. His fingers work on his shirt before he growls, giving up on slipping the plastic through the holes and ripping it in his haste. His movements are more hurried now as he drops to the floor in a way you can only describe as fluid. 

His hands flew to remove your clothes from your upper body. If you had been more aware you might have thought to remove them yourself, but his soft hands grabbing and tugging at you have you mewling. You like how rough he's being with you, it's so against his doting nature. 

Tugging your shirt off over your head before he simply breaks the snaps of your bra, letting out a noise of satisfaction as he places a palm over each of your breasts. “Your nipples are so hard, and these fit in my hands perfectly.” Licking his lips for a moment before tearing his eyes away and you see the unfiltered lust he's swimming in. “I'm going to come back to these later.” A promise as he leans in to kiss you once more, there's no teasing as you part your lips to let him plunge his tongue in and do as he pleases. Humming as he slides it against yours, making you wonder if he enjoys the taste of his cock lingering in your mouth. 

Using the kiss to distract you from his fingers working the fasteners of your pants loose, hearing the sticky peeling of the fabric as he tugs it down your hips with your underwear. Breaking from the kiss when he needs the space to get the offending garment off your legs before growling once more. He forgot about your fucking shoes. Deft fingers undoing them and throwing them somewhere in the room before finally getting rid of the last remaining garments. 

Ghosting his fingers up the inside of your legs until he reaches your thighs, a line of fire shooting right to your core as he spreads you open. “What a heavenly sight.” His choice of words deliberate as he raises his gaze to your face. “Those quivering muscles covered in fluid just waiting to welcome my cock.” A hand on the center of your chest as he pushes you to the floor, using his other hand to shove his pants down around his ankles. He’s far more concerned with your soaked pussy than getting his shoes off to fully remove his trousers. 

As much as he's using his hand to keep you against the floor lifting your head you can still see his dick waving in the air, the head weeping more fluid that makes you whine. A shuddering breath when he’s done and lifts his head to meet your eyes, you could have cum just from the look in those sinful orbs. Swallowing hard as your heart begins to pound harder inside your chest, certain Simeon has to be able to hear the way it bangs against your ribs. Sliding your hands along your stomach until you can touch the silky smooth skin of his arm, his lean frame hiding the hard muscles of his body, your eyes fluttering shut when he starts to shift your legs apart. Making room for himself between your legs. 

“My good little Lamb, it seems you can listen.” His thighs pressing under yours and you aren't sure whose flesh is hotter, yours or his. “I should give you a reward.” Rocking his hips just enough so his cock is sliding along your slick folds, spreading your juices along his length. Teasing you as he keeps a steady pace but shifting forward and back so that on occasion you're forced to cry out when that weeping head knocks against your clit. “The noises you make for me, they just make me want to slam deep inside of those walls and stay there.” Dragging his hand down from the center of your chest, over the expanse of your stomach, his touch feather light causing you to shiver. 

A slow blink as he tilts his head, a twitch of his upper lip as he stops moving. The tip of his cock pressing directly against your clit making your head swim. The coil in your stomach tightens as you pant and mewl pathetically, trying to grind your hips only for him to keep you from moving. “Tell me what you want.” His voice is a low rasp that seems so out of place from the angel and his gentle reassuring tones. And you didn't miss the command in your blissed out state. 

“You Alpha.” Tears spring to your eyes at how close you are, the heat from his sex sinking into your skin and the pressure that is just enough to have you hovering but not enough to tip you over. 

“Good Omega.” A shift of his hips and you feel him pull back, the head of his cock rubbing against your sodden core. Smearing more of your slick along with his pre cum against the sensitive skin. “I'm going to ruin you.” 

A single snap of his hips and you scream his name as your orgasm racks through you, every muscle in your body tightening at the sudden intrusion. Your insides scream at the burn from the sudden fullness that is his cock splitting you open. Your hands claw for anything to hold onto as your lungs empty of air with the force behind his thrust. 

Simeon felt his eyes widen at the vice like grip around his length, of your walls spasming around him as if to suck more of him into your warmth. His balls tightening as the pressure in his gut builds. Groaning as the sweat drips down his face while he tries to stay still, to let those gummy walls of yours adapt to him. Otherwise he’ll be cuming early. 

A small voice, the last shred of his sanity whispers that it's fine to cum from how wonderful you feel engulfing his dick. How it's alright not to last when it's your first time. It's drowned out by the newly awakened alpha inside of him screaming how he can't cum until his knot is stuffed in your hole, to keep his seed inside and breed you properly. 

Hissing your name like a prayer through his teeth as he wills himself to hold on, at least until you’re aware of your senses again. 

The fire racing through your veins has you breaking out in a sheen of sweat. You've never cum that hard before, and certainly not from just being penetrated. The omega in your brain is loving it, purring its contentment at having an alpha seated deep in your core. 

A pressure in your abdomen as you blink more and more fluid from your eyes and suck in deep lungfuls of air through your mouth. Sliding your hand across your skin until your palm is just above a bump in your skin. 

“That's me.” Rasping the words as your brain made the connection, tilting your head you see Simeon’s face screwed tight and watching you through narrowed eyes. A few drops of sweat hang from his bangs as he pants just as deeply as you do. His entire body shaking and you can see the lines of water collecting on his tan skin to run towards where you're joined, following the path of least resistance with gravity. “But we'll see if we can't make that bump grow for the next few months.” A sinful promise as he starts to move.

Sliding his cock out of you has you arching your back, the pleasure not unlike when he had rammed into your guts. You aren't going to last. A few thrusts as if testing the waters before he starts to jack hammer into your supple core, growling how good you feel around him. Your hands fly to his wrists, something to hold onto as his palms trail higher to grip just under your ribs and hold you in place while he wantonly fucks your core. 

Any thought to try and speak is gone from your mind, too lost in the haze of mounting pleasure that's building inside of you once more. Your body starts to release chemicals to starve off being overstimulated, to keep you from tripping past that point so you can keep cuming around his length. Biology lets you tumble over the edge again to try and coax him deeper inside of you. 

It isn't long until you cry out for a different reason, a hard mass constantly bumping into your clit when his cock slams deep. “Fuck.” Hearing him swear has you opening your eyes once more, blinking to try and clear your blurry vision. His gaze is fixed on your sex as he rocks his hips impossibly hard and fast. “Why won't it-” 

“Position.” Gasping the word as he looks up and sees your teary eyes watching him, a moment of clarity hits you because you understand what the problem is. “Push my legs into my chest.” Moaning when those large soft hands of his do just that, pressing behind your knees so you're folded. 

“Good girl.” Kissing the skin of your leg as the new angle allows him deeper access, so he can put more of his weight behind his thrusts. “I can feel it starting to go.” Panting as his knot starts to force its way into your bruised sex, into that tight confine to form a seal. “You feel like you were made for me.” 

You can't answer him again, too lost in the sensation of his knot placing more pressure against your clit as he rams it in. You've never been fucked this rough before and you're loving every minute of it. Like this, each thrust has him hitting nerve clusters along your walls like an electrical panel, lighting your brain on fire with every move. 

“Simeon!” You can't help yourself as you scream at the top of your lungs when his knot suddenly pops past that tight ring of muscles and wedges itself against your G spot. A series of micro orgasms racking your body, designed to force his knot to remain inflated, missing the once Seraph bellowing your name as his balls empty his paste like seed against your womb. Trembling as he collapses forward with his entire body crashing down onto you, his first orgasm and he almost passes out moments after you do. 

Almost.

One hand rubs his face to remove the sweat before he places his slides his palm between your bodies, stopping once it’s against your stomach where his tip has the slightest bulge formed. Grinning to himself until he hears the door open. 

“Has anyone seen Lamb?” His brow furrowed as Lucifer glances around the student council room, he knows you're still upset with him and he needs to try and find a way to placate you before your next heat.

As much as he doesn't mind not being allowed to touch you when you're upset with him he still needs to make sure you're tucked safely inside the House of Lamentation before that happens. Ideally in his room, using his bed to make your nest, even if he's not allowed in it. 

“She's with Simeon in one of the class-” He doesn't have time to hear the rest of Mammon's words. An uncharacterized mad dash as he rushes for the door to the student council room. 

With the thick wood open every demon inside the room can hear screaming, and for the brother's its a very familiar kind of scream. “No, no, no no.” Chanting it like a mantra as Lucifer runs faster, following the sound of your wails, flinching when he hears the cries of a male following yours. 

A deafening bellow just as he reaches where his keen senses have led him, he doesn't bother with the doorknob as he rams his shoulder against the wooden divider. 

His heart sank at the scene. 

You're spayed out across the floor, a spreading puddle of sweat under your naked form. A drenched head of what might have been brown hair before it was darkened by liquid lifts, a pair of celadon blue eyes like two lights in the darkness. 

“Lucifer.” A husk laces the voice of one of his oldest friends as Simeon shifts to reveal how the two of you are connected and his hand rubbing your abdomen as if pleased with himself. A glimmer of mischief and pride in his celadon blue eyes that meet his crimson ones. “Come to help me breed my sweet little omega? I'm sure she'll be happy to see you once she wakes up.” 

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I make no promises but the brain worm has also produced thoughts for a follow up threesom...

[captain039]

Found in the crowd

Hugh Jackman x reader

Warnings: Soulmates, AOB dynamics, fluff, just a quick one shot I had

Yours and Hugh’s POV

It’s loud and rowdy through the crowd. Energy buzzes and your friend beside you shakes you with unconfined excitement it was your first time to something so extravagant, by extravagant you mean this amount of people. Your friend managed to get front row standing by the rails her homemade poster in hand. You wore yellow and black while she wore red and black both with the love heart Deadpool and Wolverine necklaces, her Deadpool you Wolverine. As cars pulled up you winced a little but laughed as everyone screamed excitedly for Hugh Jackman and Ryan Reynolds getting out the car. Though you weren’t by the carpet you still had a good view. It was hetic the amount of people, smells and noise. Thankfully your fangirl was harder than your anxiety and you pulled yourself out. You smile and beam at your friend as she gets pictures as the two men walk on the red and yellow carpet. They turn and wave at everyone as cheers ring out you cheer too and laugh getting some photos before they head into the premier. You’re happy even if it was for a few seconds.

“What’s wrong with Hugh?” You hear and frown lifting your head up seeing the man stopped at the door a frown on his face. Ryan’s talking to him but Hugh holds his hand up and scans the crowd a small frown still on his face as he breathes deeply.

His eyes catch you, a small frown on your face as your friend whispers to you. His eyes are locked on you and you feel frozen. Your heart beats rapidly not hearing anything your friend says. Hugh’s walking this way eyes directly on you and you think you’ve forgotten how to breathe. As he approaches you shudder at the scent that fills your nose of deliciously alpha unlike anything you’ve ever caught. The crowd around you screams at his approach but it feels drowned out as he finally stands in front of you a soft look on his face. Your friend nudges you in the rib as he mindlessly signs a few signs eyes still on you.

“H-hello” you manage and he smiles.

“Hello sweetheart” he says and you hear a squeal by your ear making you wince and he laughs. He leans a little closer and you feel your body flush at the warmth in his eyes.

“I’ve waited a long time for you” he whispers only for you to hear and you gulp a little as he lifts your hand from the rail and presses a kiss to it, his thumb rubbing over the scent gland in your wrist which makes you shudder before he walks away leaving your heart pounding.

Ryan’s talking the whole car ride but he doesn’t mind smiling at the other alpha. He’s been a little tense the whole ride probably just the nerve of a rowdy crowd and overwhelming smells on his poor alpha nose. When the car stops he takes a small breath while Ryan gives him a thumbs up before they step out. Cameras flash and cheers ring out making him hold back a small wince as he smiles and waves walking onto the red and yellow carpet. They sign a few things along the way before turning to smile and pose before turning to head inside. He stops though breathing deeply through his nose as his brain shorts out. He stops hearing the chatter die and Ryans hand on his shoulder.

“You ok?” Ryan asks and Hugh nods a small frown on his face as he turns and breathes deeply again. He can’t mistake it now the sweet smell of omega, specifically his. He scans the crowd with intensity ignoring the chatter and small squeeze on his shoulder.

“Give me a minute” he says to the other alpha and starts walking. He catches you behind one of the further groups kept back by railing. He feels his feet move on their own as security makes room for him and controls the crowd. He knows he shouldn’t cause a scene but he doesn’t care. He sees you shudder when he gets closer and almost smirks if it weren’t for him admiring you. You’re in yellow and black with a half heart Wolverine necklace. He glances to the person beside you, red and black with a Deadpool necklace and chuckles on the inside. He gets to the rail and everyone else drowns out as he stares at you. He absentmindedly signs a few papers including your friend’s poster before she nudges you in the ribs and your mind catches up. Your voice is amazing, trembly but amazing he wants you to say more.

“Hello, sweetheart” he should’ve stuck with a simple hello but the glorious red embarrassment that spreads across your cheeks and neck is worth it. He can’t stop smiling he wants to reach out and hug you, taste your lips press his nose to your scent gland. He picks your hand up instead and presses his lips to them enjoying the way your scent heightens. He rubs his thumb over your wrist where your scent gland is enjoying the shiver it gives you. He’s hopefully subtly scented you, he hopes you don’t leave for a few hours he’s coming back as soon as he can find whoever runs this show and say he’s busy. He’s found his mate.

[chocobochaserstories]

Scent Dynamics

Simple, surface level take on scent dynamics, including diagrams for locations of key anatomical points. Diagram sources: Blank anatomy models from Pinterest, then I uploaded them into Woodnotes and edited them to my own needs. CW: If you can't read my handwriting, just ask! My handwriting is messy, sorry!

Omegas

Compared to alphas, omegas generally have softer, more delicate scents. While there are exceptions, scents often include flowers, sweet scents like vanilla or caramel, fruity scents such as sweet berries, are among the common scent patterns. Scents follow a more “feminine” pattern while alphas have more “masculine” scents, although gender norms in terms of male or female are more loose in omegaverse as they’re overridden by alpha and omega. Omegas enjoy scenting their partners the most, and it is not specific to sexual settings. Scenting for omegas is an intimate act, and is ingrained from birth. Omegas generally scent their pups, beginning at birth and extending to the offspring’s mating. (So an omega will scent their pup until they have a mate of their own). Generally, omegas scent over the primary scent gland, which is the most major scent gland and the one located in the neck. The primary scent gland is the gland that is the most sacred to an alpha or an omega and is where a mating bite is placed. Betas do not have a primary scent gland. In addition, an omega’s scent intensifies during their heat cycle and may take on a more “pleasant” aphrodisiac note. During pregnancy, the scent is often sweeter.

Side note: Unpresented pups often have a scent like steamed milk, or a milky, soft scent.

Diagram: Attached

Diagram: Attached

Betas

Betas do not have scent glands, so they do not have individual scents. Occasionally, if a beta is in a relationship with a omega or alpha, it can be emotionally and instinctually satisfying for the partner to let them scent them.

Alpha

Alphas often have hardier scents, such as wood or sawdust (especially more fragrant ones such as pine or cedar), nature scents such as fresh rain, earthy scents such as wet soil or limestone, or crisp scents like ozone. Alphas tend to have “masculine” scents, granted masculine and feminine aren’t particularly solid concepts within the omegaverse as male/female is overridden by the overarching concept of alpha/omega. Alphas can also carry undertones to their scents, for example, an alpha may smell of fresh rain and iron, but carry a sweet scent as well of apples (FFVII Angeal Hewley’s scent in my headcanons). Alphas are territorial and scent their partner as a marking, similar to omegas. Alphas are more likely to scent their partner after mating, a rut, or their partner was around another alpha. 

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[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[highladyjane]

- Unknown

“The lovely fawn, blooming spring vibrant behind her. Standing before Death, shadows and terrors lurking over his shoulder. Light and Dark, the space between their bodies a blend of the two."

[transalphabf]

The best part of being an Alpha is when my Omega is all sleepy and rubs his face into me so he's covered in my scent.

The second best part is [CENSORED DUE TO EXTREME HOMOSEXUAL ACTIVITY]

[klausysworld]

hello, can you do a one-shot for soulmates au, where klaus and stefan are in the summer making hybrids and they go to ray's pack, and when they start to convert everyone klaus catches the scent of his soulmate and is surprised that she is an omega and notices that some wolves try to subdue her and klaus quickly takes care of them.

Lovely little omega

Klaus stood looking proudly at the wolves as they all passed around a cup with Klaus’s blood and begrudgingly took a sip and awaited Stefan to snap their necks.

He breathed in deeply and went to let out a sigh of success but the scent that filled his senses caught him off guard.

His eyes darted around to where he saw a few of the waiting wolves huddled and exchanging harsh whispers and staring at something or someone.

Whatever it was, smelt positively delicious.

He pushed past the half dead almost hybrids and growled when he heard a gushing as the men turned to face Klaus and pushed someone behind them.

“Move. Now.” He commanded and watched them all hesitate but choose to remain stood in place. He narrowed his eyes and looked to Stefan who forcefully moved, borderline threw, them out of Klaus’s way to reveal the wolves secret.

Klaus stood frozen as the small girl that looked up at him with wide fearful eyes. A gold ring of colour flashing around her irises as he felt his own eyes do the same.

His wolf was starstruck and dead silent in his head which had his reaction time reduced and left him staring at her in wonder.

Thankfully she was better in contact with her wolf as she hadn’t had hers locked away and so her instincts immediately told her who he was to her.

She took an apprehensive step forward and wrapped both arms around his waist making his breath get caught in his throat. Her head rest against his chest making his heart run a thousand times a second. His wolf snapped back to reality and his hands were pulling her up his body to have a proper hold of her as quick as he could.

He growled as a few of the wolves began to grow angsty

“Look man, you get the whole pack but not her just put her down” one of them yelled while moving to grab ahold of her arm resulting in Klaus snapping his wrist and then his neck

“Shit okay, alright look you can’t turn an omega alright? She hasn’t even experienced her first heat alright? She isn’t ready” another stepped up and Klaus scowled and stroked her hair

“Stefan kill the lot of them, I’ll be over in the trees” Klaus mumbled dismissively and carried his new found omega mate away from her old pack.

He felt her nuzzling and sniffing his scent glad against his neck making his wolf pant with desire. Her soft little tongue licked right over his sensitive spot making him shudder and hold onto her tightly

“Now now sweetheart, I haven’t even heard your name” he chuckled and she whined. It being a full moon for an omega wolf was a big deal, her sensitivity was peaked and finding her mate who was one of the most powerful alpha wolves known to exist was driving her to insanity.

Her hands tugged at his henley like a needy baby and he hummed lowly as he put her down onto her feet. “Dainty little thing aren’t you puppy?” He murmured seeing the top of her head barely at his shoulders.

“Need alpha” she whined needly as her hands grabbed and pulled at him. His eyes flicked over her delicate frame a few times as she pressed all up against him

“My lovely little omega, I know you’re all hot and bothered tonight and I would love to have my hands all over you, but I won’t take advantage of your instincts darling.” He whispered trying his very best to hold everything he wanted to do to her in his mind. She was his mate, his prized possession not a toy for him to throw away in an hour.

But she didn’t understand him. Wasn’t his wolf going as crazy as hers? Was she not desirable enough? All of the wolves in her pack had wanted her, needed the touch of an omega every since she were a child the wolves treated her as though she were their darling pet. Never really treated as a human but more a precious gem. She was used to it and didn’t understand why he wasn’t all over her.

“Please?” She whispered a little reluctantly, she frowned and took a little step back “do you…not feel it?” She asked, a twinge of hurt in her voice making his eyes widen and his head switch between nodding and shaking

“I do love, definitely do. But you’re a delicate little angel and I would hurt you” he argues “besides it’s the full moon sweetheart, you’ll be in your sweet puppy form within hours if not sooner” he reminds and she tilts her head

“So?” She asked confused and he blinked surprised “you’re a wolf too right?” She asked sniffing him a little more to make sure she had got his hybrid scent right.

“Ye-yeah I just, you mean you would…in your wolf form? Love who have you let touch your pretty figure?” He questioned while his hands dropped to her hips and pulled her to him, not liking the thought of another touching his mate.

She nods and happily stood with her front against his “well Ray was my alpha so-“ an instant growl cut her off and had her wolf falling into an immediate obedience and silencing her for him. “I’m…I’m sorry” she whispered “I didn’t know that I wasn’t allowed”

“It’s not your fault darling omega” he murmured while holding her closer “I will ensure that sorry excuse of a man is dead as soon as possible. From now onwards you are mine and only mine, are we clear sweetheart? No more wolves get close to you, not sniffing those mutts, you get hungry, sleepy, you need or want for anything at all and you come straight to me okay? I’m your alpha, just yours forever, yes?” He spoke clear and relatively slow to insure she took in all information.

“Promise” she whispered and he smiled

“Now what’s your name princess?” He hummed watching as a bright blush spread over her cheeks

“Y/n” she whispered and he grinned

“Perfect, do you know who I am?” He asked gently

“The hybrid” she stated like it were obvious and he smirked a little bit

“Not quite my name sweetheart but close enough. You may call me Klaus or just keep calling me Alpha” he growled pleasantly and she nuzzled into his chest again with a pure rolling through her. He stroked her hair gently and hummed

“Will you be with me to turn alpha?” She asked and he let out a breath

“Of course I will my omega” he smiled and she snuggled him closer making him sigh in contentment. “And I will stay forever after that”

“You promise?”

“I give you my word”

(Ngl ran out of my creativity half way through 😭)

[shirtlesssammy]

Dean Winchester every day -- 241/326

Supernatural 11x23//Alpha and Omega

[pararararablof]

Your scent