#PLEASE let my sweet angel omega rest

[honeybuns-bb]

luke skywalker would fucking ADORE omega i just know they would get along so well

[sadistic-kiss]

🐺House of Alphas🐺

Jujutsu Kaisen Omegaverse )

Summary: Waking up in a world that was not your own was problematic enough. Being the villainess was another. However, the possessive alphas might take the cake.

Disclaimer: Angsty but I ain’t Gege

Omega!Reader x Alpha!Sukuna x Alpha!Gojo x Alpha!Toji x Alpha!Nanami x Alpha!Getou

~Chapter 37~

…

Nanami stifled his laugh while waving his hand, “I’m sorry I’m sorry, please forgive me, sweetheart, you were so tense when you asked me such a question. You couldn’t even look at me.”

Gah- you still can’t. You dropped your gaze again but this time Nanami shifted so he could reach his hand in your view, palm faced upward. What was he doing? Did he want your hand? You were about to give it to him before he slowly lifted his hand, your chin guided within its path until you were looking at his hazel orbs.

“Besides I had to get you back for teasing me first.”

“Fine fine, we are even~.”

“Good… now…You asked what I like…” His gaze rests upon you for a while, like the gears in his head were turning in the opposite direction, until finally, he says, “I suppose it’s you…I like you. Whatever you like.”

You slowly shook your head, no that’s his cookie-cutter answer. His vanilla answer. You accept it in the game, you had to…but you want to push further than that. Deeper. “No… not that…I want to know what…. Kento likes… the Kento that has no control….” You poke at his chest lightly. “What do you really like? You, said… you were much like me… afraid of losing control…well,” you pop your lips feeling quite brave while throwing his hypocrisy back at him, “I want you to let go…I don’t want you to think, I want you to be greedy.”

Nanami stared at you with something dark swirling behind his eyes. “…You… want…my sinful desires? My greed?” He was locked in just as much as you were yet he seemed hesitant. Like he wanted to pull away and shut himself off.

Woah- what just happened…his tone had shifted and his eyes grew into that crazed glow that your alphas get when they are deep in lust. But…Why did he look… almost… wilder? Dare you say- scarier- this was a look you had never seen upon him. Ever-

Are you in danger?

He looked so sweet like an Angel but within the same breath dangerous like the devil.

-but then it was corrected into your alpha's normal expression. “You couldn’t possibly-“

“Yes…” you pushed on, too deep to go back now. Or maybe you don’t want to go back. “…Tell me… what my alpha Kento likes…”

A light smile touched the blonde’s lips, “What I like…”

“Don’t hold back, tell me everything. I’m a big girl I can handle it.” You joked lightly seeing his face relax a bit.

He clicked his tongue, gaze flowing over your form before coming back to your eyes, “…One thing I like…no…” His eyebrows furrowed as if he just did you a great disservice, “-love… I love when you look at me…” Your breath is taken away as he speaks, an electric current connects your eyes with his own. Pulsing through his touch and his words as he caresses you with them. “I love… when you say my name… Kento…it sounds so beautiful coming from your lips…”

It was all so sweet.

He then sweeps his arm down to grab your hand that was wringing your dress dry. “But I suppose…” Using your hand he shifts your dress out of the way so that you are touching your very drenched panties.

“Ah-“ you gasped, your fingers forced (not really) to rub your cunt.

And then he shifted into something else-

“…You want to know what makes my cock hard…hm?” You let out a whine. He had you stroke yourself slow… and teasingly, you were already so close to the edge without a clue as to how you got there and when. You were so caught up in his design… seeing him in a different light. Piece by piece being chipped away to reveal something else. You don’t know who this man is, yet you did at the same time. “…What I truly want to do to you. I never…think about it…My sick thoughts I keep locked away… I would be afraid to scare you.”

You were close…you were so close. Your eyes now glossy and blurry.

Nanami chuckled deviously going faster, “You’re doing it again… Holding your breath. I always wonder if you’d pass out…if I were to relinquish all control like you would have me do, I would fuck you until you woke back up and pass out again. Would you dream of me fucking you? Would you whisper my name in your sleep my little bird ?”

“Ah-“ your eyes rolled and just as you felt your undoing Nanami snatched your hand away causing you to gasp life into your lungs followed by a deep moan of disappointment. “N-Nanami-!”

You blinked fresh tears as you looked up to find your handsome sweet alpha giving you the most insane smile you had ever seen, eyes blown behind blonde hair. His appearance akin to lunatic Gojo.

He spoke quickly as his eyes lit up like he had just discovered something, “Sorry little bird but I believe I want you cumming on my tongue- ah yes… I’ve been salivating over it this whole time haha~ -if you would have left me I would have been happy with the fragrace you’ve graced me. I probably would have spent all my cum into my hand until it went away- wondering how delightfully you would have tasted-yes- yes I want it- I want as much as you can give me, whatever you have to offer- not a drop of it should go to waste- would you be such a dear?”

You could barely keep up- what the Satoru 2.0. “Is-is that what you-Ai!”

“Yes!” Nanami yanked you by your wrist as he fell onto his back, “-more than anything!”

..

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Feral Nanami anyone?

~Read More~

[buckgasms]

Hello!✨ I know I've already requested but I was wondering that if I can do at least another request, if not that's completely okay. But currently I'm sick and I get cranky when sick so I was wondering if you'd do something, even short. With alpha Bucky and sick omega female reader? Please feel free to ignore my request. Again, I loved the one you did for me with Mafia/Alpha Bucky X reader and the nest. I really love your writing and so it'll mean a lot but please don't overwork yourself. Again feel free to ignore me if you don't want to or can't. Keep up the good work! ✨

My angel!!!! Please don't apologise! Nonnie's and asks are always welcome here, especially when you bring good stuff like this. It might take me a while, but I will get round to it 💛

I'm sorry you were feeling poorly, I hope you are feeling much better now! Sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy it! ✨

You woke up with a stuffy head, as if it was packed with cotton wool and every muscle in your body hurt. You were wrapped up in your nest, a blanket tucked up under your chin and your favourite teddy in your arms. The night before you were coming down with a cold but today it clearly had hit you with a vengeance.

Luckily you had the most amazing and intense alpha of all time and he was going to fight your cold on your behalf. You're little moans alerted him to you waking up and he was on you already.

"Easy little omega, take it easy" he cooed as you try to sit up. He guided you upwards and pressed a glass of cold water into your hands. As well as a couple of pills to keep the pain at bay. As you sip he presses his big hand on your cheeks and forehead.

"Tell me know you feel sweetness?" He says as you groan. "Tired and everything hurts" you pout, voice stuffy with flu. "Can't smell you alpha" you whine and he takes the glass from you hand and places it on the side before rolling over you and pulling you into his arms. He presses his lips to your scent gland and licks, sucks and kisses.

An instant warmth spreads over your body, tingles travelling from the top of your head to the tips of your toes and you whine in a more pleased way than before. You briefly untuck yourself from the blankets and climb onto Bucky before wrapping yourself and him up again.

"Do it again please" you whisper, pressing your face into his neck and chest clinging to any scent of his that slips through. He chuckles, a deep rumble that soothes your soul. He presses more kisses and licks to your sensitive neck and you cling to his body as your muscles relax and your eyes close in heady relief.

"Alpha, I don't wanna be sick" you groan, voice muffled by his skin against your lips. He wraps his arms round tighter and sucks a little harder before releasing with a pop. "I know my beautiful Omega, but I'm gonna help you feel better, I promise."

🤒

He spends the day keeping you fed and watered, rubbing your sore limbs and satisfying your omega needs. He lets you latch on to his fingers for comfort, you even have a nap with your head in resting on his thighs because his scent is much stronger in that region and it makes you less edgy and allows you some more sleep. You try to encourage some other activities but he is firm with his no.

"But Alpha! Orgasms make headaches go away!! And Alpha knots make Omegas feel really happy!" He chuckles as you hold back a sneeze and strokes soothing hands through your hair. "Well when you're feeling better Omega, you can have it all you want, but not today sweetness." You pout until he distracts you with kisses and cuddles, along with the promise of what will come later.

🤒

By the end of the day you are a bit better, and he lets you take a nice shower while he changes the bed. When you come out you feel refreshed and you giggle with happiness when he puts his t-shirt on you, so your fresh clean skin is already scented with him. You take your time to rearrange the nest correctly, with Bucky doing much of the 'heavy lifting', like moving blankets and cushions to the right place and finding space for your bear. Eventually, once you feel satisfied you climb back in with Bucky.

"You take such good care of me Alpha" you sigh as you close your eyes and sniffle, still feeling a little worse for wear but happy none the less. His fingers rub circles into your body, following the sounds of your satisfaction as he moves around gently.

"Anything for you my beautiful Omega"

[mochiroreo]

Welcome to: Mochiro’s Halloween fiesta!

Dropping in (redacted), A mix of dark, kinky, and tooth-rotting smut one-shots + a halloween special for my fic “Oh Goodie!” will be posted throughout October (edit: due to personal reasons, this got pushed back throughout November onwards. Please don’t be shy to send in requests just to let me make up for it💖)

Curious to see what I have in store for you and your beloved darling? Prompts under the cut~ ⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙

P.S. all of these would be Dark/Dead dove: do not eat. Halloween themed request would be open for the characters that did not won the poll (refer to my character sheet to look at the other characters that I can write💖) might open requests for these 4 when everything is posted.

Steddie - Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ Just when you thought you were the one luring them in, you were the one caught in their trap. Don’t you look pretty, all tied up? (Siren!reader x Pirate Captains! Steddie)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ “Quick! Whoever and whatever must have hurt you might still be here!” You said,grabbing their hands before dragging along two strangers towards your house in panic. (Non-human, urban legend beings!Steddie x human!reader)

Rafe Cameron & JJ Maybank (OBX)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ You can’t run. You cannot hide either. After all, you belong to them. (Werewolves Alpha!Rafe Cameron & Alpha!JJ Maybank x Omega!reader)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ Rapunzel, rapunzel, let down your hair. Let the prince come and pay a visit, let him hear you sing your captor’s name. (Dame Gothel!Rafe Cameron & Prince!JJ Maybank x Princess!Reader)

Eddie Munson

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ You just want to have a taste. Its been centuries since you had something delicious and sickeningly sweet. He is soft, luscious, and everything you’ve craved. (Modern!Eddie Munson x Vampire!reader)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ “You were mine before. What makes you think you are not going to be mine again?” He breathed out against your skin, wearing his signature smirk that you loathe but also used to love. (Mean demon!Eddie Munson x Crybaby Angel!reader

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ They said he was the definition of danger. That their is something odd about him, that you should’ve quit and not even take a step towards him nor his house. But of course, you didn’t listen. After all, you’re his favourite. And he never showed you any “bad” sides of him. Till now. (Vampire!Eddie Munson x Maid!reader)

Steve Harrington

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ ”Look— I—“ you stuttered, eyes bulging out of its sockets when your eyes went downward through the dark curls where a humongous appendage rests,making you cover your eyes with a shriek, making the handsome and very much naked “incubus” (what he said when he appeared in your room) chuckle. “No, you look at me.” He stated. “My name is Steve, and you followed that tutorial and here am I, at your service. Now, what fun things do you have in mind?” (Incubus!Steve Harrington x curious human!reader)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ “Steve. Steve. Steven.” You tried to shook him out of it, mouth agape while his eyes slowly blink. “Nope— nope! Halloween is like— in a week! Why— why do you have wings?! Wings?! Where— what shop did you even get them?! A-and and why are they moving?! Oh god. Yeah I must’ve been dreaming— dreaming!” (Bestfriend!Steve Harrington x Angel!reader)

Rafe Cameron

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ ”Now, Rafe, what’s your favourite horror movie?” “If I find out whoever the fuck you are, I’m gonna kill you.” “Aww, wrong answer. Try again before I come in and make you.” (Rafe Cameron x Ghostface!Reader)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ “There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin.” Finding his hands wrapped around your neck, you closed your eyes and accepted that this is where his hands belong. (Priest!Rafe Cameron x Nun!reader)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ You don’t know what you were thinking to even tell your friends that you’ll distract the killer on the loose while they escape. You always peg yourself as the “final girl.” I guess not. You just hope that the psychopath hesitates to kill you. (Serial killer!Rafe Cameron x reader)

JJ Maybank

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ ”You— you!” JJ pointed his finger at you, making everyone look at you confused while you giggle. With a sultry smile, you sat down on his lap. You tilt your head in mock confusion with a dramatic gasp, your hands gripping his shoulder blades. “Me? What about me?” (JJ Maybank x Succubus!reader)

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ When you told JJ that you’re a witch, he didn’t believe you. Mocking you for having a wild imagination. So you drank one of your potions and a set of cat ears popped up on top of your head. Standing there in shock and awe, he suddenly grabbed a bottle and drank all of its contents thinking that he’ll have the same thing, not knowing its a VERY potent potion meant for something else. (JJ Maybank x Witch!reader)

[sugamamacustard]

🍢 🍡 (A/B/O) Menu 🍡🍢

My A/B/O verse ↦ Here! My rules ↦ Here!

Appetizer (🍚)= Angst Dessert (🍪)= Fluff Breakfast (🥞) = Social media! AU Lunch (🍙) = non-specified AU! (Other than social media; Mafia! Werewolf/vampire!, angel/demon!, etc) Supper (🍘)= Smut/ NSFW Happy hour (🍸) = Yandere Specials (🍮)= My personal favorites 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 🍡 Order up!

↳Reach so high ( 🍪)

Summary: You’re used to the world around you not being kind to the vertically impaired, but you and you’re alpha get through it.

Ingredients: Alpha! Tendo Satori, Alpha! Nishinoya Yu

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Sweet Little Chick ( 🍸, 🍙(Mafia! AU))

Summary:  The Karasuno Crows fell to the will of one person and one person alone. You were expected to do the same to the mama crow.

Ingredients: Alpha! Mafia boss! Sugawara Koushi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN-- But Reader ends up in a dress and thigh highs, so take as you will)

↳ Come see me (  🍚, 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary:  Being a manager for Nekoma was a thankless job, but one you were proud to do. You were surrounded by alphas who wanted what was best for you and in turn, you wanted what was best for them. However, sometimes what’s best for them…may not be best for you or your omega.

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Knock me out ( 🍪)

Summary:  When your omega demands to see your alpha, you can’t help but oblige, but unfortunately, someone else see’s you before he does.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Fire man ( 🍘 )

Summary:  Your heat hits unexpectedly and it’s up to your alpha to help you through it. How is he doing it?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Double Trouble ( 🍪)

Summary:  Inarizaki is known for many things above the surface, but only few know what great treasure lies deep within the pack.

Ingredients: Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Atsumu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Level Headed ( 🍪, 🍘,  🍮 )

Summary: Betas were known for one thing and your alpha loved you all the more for it. So he shows you his gratitude.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi

Serving: Beta! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Please don’t let me go ( 🍚, 🍪 , 🍘 , 🍙 (Shifter! AU))

Summary:  You were excited when the other packs joined yours, even finding solace in one of the alphas of one, but suddenly, you weren’t needed. Wanted. Not what he desired. And that hurt. So you do the only thing you can think of. Try to find someone who will comfort your poor omega heart.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kuroo Tetsuro

Serving: Omega! Reader (Pretty GN, but I said the word c*nt, so take it as you will)

↳ Please don’t let me go (Part 2!)   ( 🍪 , 🍙 (Shifter! AU))

Summary:   Thanks to Kuroo, your place in the pack has been cemented. But what made it waver in the first place? How can the rest of the pack change what has already happened.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kuroo Tetsuro

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Feral animal ( 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary:  You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this.  Good thing you had a guardian angel- or should we say, dog.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ One more time ( 🍪, 🍮 )

Summary:  You loved your small little family, but your alpha felt there was something missing.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN, but a baby is born, so take it as you will)

↳ Puppy ( 🍘, 🍮)

Summary:   It wasn’t supposed to hit you as hard as it did, but when your heat came and blindsided you, you were left staggering for a way out. Luckily, your alpha knows you better than anyone else.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Two for one special ( 🍪 )

Summary:  You weren’t even a manager. You were a medic for the Nekoma team and yet, you still caught they of not one, but two, powerhouse alphas. What could go wrong, right?

Ingredients: Alpha! Satori Tendo, Alpha! Yuu Nishinoya (Poly)

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Rut ( 🍘)

Summary:  You and your alpha have been through so much together, but how are the reacting when their rut hits?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Kiyoomi Sakusa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Helping hand  ( 🍘, 🍙 (Mafia! AU))

Summary:  You were always so good for your alpha. There are some things that fall out of your control however, things that may put a wrench in your good behavior.

Ingredients: Alpha! Mob boss! Kenma Kozume

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem!)

↳ Spare some?  ( 🥞, 🍘 , 🍮)

Summary:  You simply ask for Daddy’s Cummies. How are these alphas reacting?

Ingredients: Alpha! Satori Tendo, Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Kenma Kozume, Alpha! Yu Nishinoya, Alpha Keiji Akaashi

Serving: Omega! Reader

↳ Let me help you ( 🍚, 🍪) (Now with Part 2!)

Summary:   Because of unseen circumstances, you drop, and you drop hard. How does your alpha help you/redeem himself?

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi + Part 2 includes Mattsun and Makki.

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ All Mine (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 ) ( 🥞, 🍪, 🍮)

Summary:  You alpha sees someone flirting with you, he’s not happy/ This time you see someone flirty with your alpha and your not happy.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi, Alpha! Issei Matsukawa, Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo, Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Suna Rintaro

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ After hours ( 🥞, 🍘)

Summary:   Some spicy messages between you and your alpha~

Ingredients: Alpha! Atsumu Miya, Alpha! Osamu Miya, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Kentaro Kyoutani, Alpha! Rintaro Suna, Alpha! Eita Semi

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Keeping you close ( 🍪, 🍘)

Summary:   Your alpha catches some low-bit, pathetic excuse of an alpha trying to get with you and he’s determined to but a stop to it.

Ingredients: Alpha! Rintaro Suna

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN, until the smut)

↳ Lips like Sugar~ ( 🍪, 🍘,🍙(Sugar Daddy! AU))

Summary:   Toru Oikawa had no qualms about paying a pretty little thing to hang off his arm, but he expects you to be at his beck and call for the price tag you come with. And if you aren’t? He’ll put you back into your place real quick.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Back me up ( 🍪)

Summary:   Pregnancy can bring out both the best, and worst, in any and all alphas, and yours is no exception. Life, however, is unpredictable in every sense and sometimes, the worst and best parts get melded into one– and make you fall in love with your alpha all over again.

Ingredients: Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳Baby, it’s cold outside ( 🍪)

Summary:  After waiting for your parents to come pick you up, only for them to never come, you can’t seem to get warm. Lucky, for you, your alpha is there to help you get warm!

Ingredients: Alpha! Takanobu Aone

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳Kiss it Better (🍪)

Summary:   You love spending time with your alpha in the kitchen, unfortunately it’s a little bittersweet for him.

Ingredients: Alpha! Osamu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳Again ( 🍘,🍮 )

Summary: How much can you take before your alpha breaks you?

Ingredients: Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳Feed Me ( 🍪,🍮 )

Summary: Some times, people do things because it’s what they think is best. You don’t tell your alpha about some weight gain you’ve noticed, and try taking care of it yourself because of this.

Ingredients: Alpha! Keiji Akaashi, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima, Alpha! Rintaro Suna

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳ Day and Night (🍘)

Summary: How do you and your gamer alpha spend heats and ruts?

Ingredients: Alpha! Kenma Kozume

Serving: Omega! Reader (Fem! Reader)

↳ Crash Course(🍪)

Summary: The relationship between Iwaizumi and Oikawa is always a confusing one. No one is quite sure what it is and where exactly you fall into it. Well, you guys do and that’s all that matters.

Ingredients: Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi, Platonic! Alpha! Toru Oikawa

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳✨Intimidating✨(🍪)

Summary: Alpha’s are scary creatures. Going up to them is scary, and honestly, you were never sure you would ever be able to look one in the eye. Unfortunately, your omega was dead set on one particular alpha– one who seemed so much more intimidating than any other alpha you had seen before.

Ingredients: Alpha! Issei Matsukawa, Alpha! Satori Tendou

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN)

↳✨Daddy cats✨ (🍪, 🍘)

Summary: What’s life like with not one but two alphas at your beck and call?

Ingredients: Alpha! Kenma Kozume and Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo (Poly)

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN until the smut, then it's fem! Reader)

↳✨Olympic level✨( 🍪)

Summary: Sometimes your air-headed alpha makes you question your sanity. Luckily, you have some back-up to get him back in line.

Ingredients: Alpha! Yu Nishinoya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN!)

↳Time Bomb ( 🍚,🍮,🍙(Non! A/B/O) )

Summary:  Anger is an ugly emotion and can bring out the worst in all of us. Mid-argument, it pushes your boyfriend into dangerous waters, threatening your very relationship. Is your relationship strong enough to survive?

Ingredients: Koushi Sugawara, Wakatoshi Ushijima

Serving: Reader(GN!)

↳Paparazzi ( 🍪)

Summary: Fangirls are nice, yes, however they tend to get in the way of simple things such as passing your classes. You won't take their harrassment laying down though.

Ingredients: Alpha! Toru Oikawa, Alpha! Yuji Terushima, Alpha! Atsumu Miya

Serving: Omega! Reader (GN!)

More to come!

[onsunnyside]

Curtis and his innocent omega

little fears angel riding ari's abs

for some reason instantly gave me checkpoint Jake and reader vibes

Steve and legacy 😵‍💫

also hi!! hope things are good for you!! -🥴

hi friend !! thank you, i hope you have an amazing day/night !!

"Wider, open wider," Curtis commands, looming over you as he straddles your chest, his weight pins you to your bed as he shoves a third finger down your throat. He groans deeply, watching the tears trail down the sides of your face, "C'mon, I know this mouth can do more than pray, how are you supposed to take my cock if you can't even handle my fingers?"

I miss little fears!ari so bad😩 I need a big bad sweet biker to take care of me: You let out a little whine, "Please, touch me." "No, if you want to wake me up in the middle of the night, you can make yourself come." He lies back on his crossed arms, his long brown hair fanned around his head on the pillow. "F-Fine." You mumble, stubbornly looking away as you rock your hips, your swollen clit is covered by your cotton panties. The material is soaked through, spreading your wetness with every grind against Ari's built abs. Quiet moans tumble from your lips and Ari's big hands grip your waist, you think he's going to flip you around and give you exactly what you want, but instead, he yanks your panties to the side. "I know you can do better than that, angel. Tell you what—you make a stupid mess for me, and I'll fuck you back to sleep, yeah?"

Jake’s been on a losing streak since yesterday, so you let him fuck your throat to release all that pent-up frustration because that's what good girls do for their daddies/boyfriends: Through foggy glasses, Jake watches his cock move in and out of your throat, pressing his thumb into the flesh until he can feel his touch through your skin. "You're doing so good, baby, doing so good for daddy." The salvia dribbles out the corners of your mouth and down your face as his balls slap against your nose. Your nails pierce into his thighs, pulling him closer and deeper, making your lips burn even more from his thick girth. "Fuck you want more? Want me to choke you on my cock? I'll fuck that pretty mouth until you can't even breathe."

this is going to be inspo for the heat chapter bc him pausing his thrusts to move the camera🥴 then continuing to rail you into his bed, fucking you so hard the bed dents the wall and the rest of the boys bang on his door, "You're gonna kill her, Cap!"

[jamtoasties3316]

Love the boat idea! Bratty Nico really is my favourite Nico hehe. Jenson hasn’t really seen much of him before in his time working on the boat but he’s heard the omega can be…demanding, but he didn’t think much of it because he’s worked with rich people for years now so he’s used to pretty much everything. However he’s not prepared for the way Nico is constantly trying to tease him, out on the desk in an impossibly small bikini asking Jenson oh so sweetly “could you please put some sun cream on my back🥺”. However Jenson quickly learns that he should’ve never said yes to any of Nico’s demands because before he knows that the pretty young omega already has him wrapped around his little finger and there’s nothing he can do about it because this job pays so well and he can’t afford to lose it.

All of Nico’s friends go off for a day trip and JB doesn’t realise Nico hasn’t gone with them until the omega corners him in the master suite and demands that he fucks him. He tries to move away but Nico’s already on his knees offering to give Jenson some motivation.

He gets away with just letting Nico sick his cock for now but later that night nico comes skipping along the deck with his laptop in hand and Jenson’s stomach drops when he sees the security footage of him getting blown by Nico, or all the times he fingered Nico in supposedly dark corners. Nico informs him that Jenson must be prepared to do *anything* he wants unless he wants Nico’s daddy to see the older alpha with his hands all over his boy! He knows Nico can put on his innocent darling act with his daddy, crying his way out of any situation, and Jenson realises he really is fucked for the rest of this charter.

I love it too!

Jenson has only ever seen nico be an angel when keke is arounf and sure, he expects nico to be a brat but nothing like this.

Nico is so flirty and won't stop, always wanting jenson to put sunscreen on him, or even fasten his bikini top (if he is not tanning topless to shoe off his little tits). Jenson is a simple Alpha lol, he ofcourse ends up fingering Nico in some dark corners to appease the Omega but it only spurs Nico on.

Jenson refusing to actually fuck Nico but Nico is very convincing sucking his cock with those big blue eyes staring up. Besides, Jenson can't have Keke know he has been touching his sweet omega baby so he has no choice but to do as Nico asks. Sure, it's no punishment fucking that tight pussy but jenson feels so guilty and unprofessional! Especially when Nico takes the condom off and has Jenson fill his pussy with cum! Nico is taking birth control but it makes jenson panic and he likes thst

[bohica160]

Omegaverse - Denied Time Off

Another omegaverse? No way! When your boss is being a dick -_-

(Sorry for the reupload, I apparently made it a chat the first time?🤷‍♀️)

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗMinors gtfo, this isn't for youᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

CC: Alpha Chris, Fem omega reader, voyeurism(workplace)

Alpha Chris gets rather needy during his ruts. Sometimes they get very intense for the both of you, that it's in everyone's best interest that you both take the time off from work. A lot of companies are very lenient with allowing mated couples time off for heats and ruts. Obviously there are some cases that they will allow non-mated individuals time off. However for some reason when your boss found out your sweet loving boyfriend worked for BSAA, he started to treat you differently compared to others. Giving you a harder time from work load to requesting time off for important moments.

You knew Chris’s rut was going to happen any day now, and you figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask your boss for the week off. To no surprise, your boss barely let you finish before he said ‘no’. When you told Chris your boss needed you to come into work during his rut, on the outside he seemed a little annoyed but internally he was pissed. You figured you could call out a couple days saying you were sick, but you were worried how the remaining week will be for him when it hits. The next day was impossibly hard to leave for work with Chris standing behind you the whole time you got ready for work. Littering your neck with marks as he rubs his erect member against the plush of your ass. You were surprised you made it out with every piece of clothing on your person.

Once you walked into your cubicle, you noticed a pile of paperwork waiting for you on your desk. You could already tell by the stack, you would be coming home late. You sent Chris a quick text letting him know before you got to work. It was almost 11am, when you heard a few voices causing a commotion. You knew if you even dared to try to peek around a corner to see what it was, you knew it was best to stay out of office drama. It wasn't until a specific scent hit your nose. Right as you were about to get up from your seat, a big strong hand grabbed onto your forearm, pulling you up to stand. “Chris! What are you doing here?” You asked with a little hint of worry. You noticed his flushed cheeks and how his skin was glistening from the fluorescent lights. He quickly tugged you out of your work area and dragged you down the hall. The pheromones he was producing were causing some omegas to gather. A few were dumb enough to approach the two of you, causing the alpha to let out a warning growl baring his fangs, causing them all to shrink back and run away.

You didn't realize where he was taking you until he pulled you into a room and locked the door behind you. Noticing the bathroom stalls and sinks, you turned to ask him a question, only for him to seal your mouth with his. He backed you up against the counter, his big hands grabbing each cheek, lifting you up without breaking the kiss. He pulled back enough to pull off your shirt, attacking the bare skin with his lips and teeth. “C-chris, we can’t d-do this here.” Completely ignoring your protests, he unhooked your bra with one hand while he continued to trail down your skin. Sucking on the plush skin, spilling out from your bra. “Maybe if your fucking dick of a boss let you had some time off, we would be doing this at home instead of here”, he said with a groan, cupping your breasts, twisting your pebbled buds. Your sweet moans bounce off the walls.

You lean back, head thumping against the mirror as he latched his lips around one of your nipples. Bringing his free hand to the middle of your back, arching you more up into him. You cup his face pulling him up to face you, releasing your bud with a pop before devouring your pink swollen lips. Your tongues mingle against each other with passion and need, the alpha makes haste with his pants. The clinking of the metal buckle rings in your ear causing you to clench around nothing. You hook your legs around his, trying to pull him closer to you. He lets out a low chuckle against your lips before pulling away, “hmmm so eager, even though you didn’t want to do this here” “It's your fault” You respond with a pout with your eyebrows squeezed together. Giving you a smirk “Oh?” You hear a soft thud of his pants and belt hit the floor. “What exactly is my fault baby girl?” You lift up the edges of your skirt, bringing it to your mouth. Holding onto the fabric with your teeth, you flash him your lace panties. Closing your legs you swiftly slip them down before kicking them off. The alpha watches your every move as he slowly pumps his cock, smearing the beads of precum dripping down his slit. You back yourself further onto the counter putting your weight onto your arms as you lean back. Bringing your knees to your chest, resting your feet on the edge of the counter. Chris raises an eyebrow only for you to slowly open your legs giving the man a perfect view of your cunt. You can see his length twitch in his hand, letting out a long deep groan.

“Shit baby” he rasped, reaching forward with his unoccupied hand, using one of his thick digits to run up and down your soaked folds. “So fucking wet” He slowly inches his finger in. As your walls contract around his finger, he'd bury it deeper and deeper into your warm cunt. He curls his finger up, rubbing the rough pad against that soft spongy spot that has you trying to close your legs, only for him to release himself, to hold your legs still.

You let out a small whine, as he withdraws from your heated core. He laps up your slick dripping down his hand, letting out a hum of content. “Sorry baby girl”, he said, fisting himself as he lined himself up to your entrance. “I’d love to play with you more but,” He pushes himself in slowly, only giving you the tip at first. You let out a whine and try moving your hips forward, but his grip on your hips, have you in place. He pulls back just a bit and sinks a bit further each time. “I need to fuck this sweet pussy of yours.” With that last word, he snaps his hips into yours in one swift motion, pulling the most pornagraphic moan from your lips.

Each time his length twitches, your walls tighten around him. This vicious cycle continues until he starts rolling his hips into you at an agonizing slow speed. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer, nipping on his ear. His hips start to pick up pace, with each graze of your teeth. His grunts cause the muscles in your pelvis to flutter and turn into jello. He moves his hands to your ass, squeezing each cheek as he lifts you up just enough to press your bundle of nerves against his abdomen. “F-fuck” you choke out as he continues to lift and drop you on his cock like you weigh absolutely nothing. “That’s it baby”, He grunts through clenched teeth. “You like getting fucked at work?” You squeeze your eyes shut as you clench around him. “You do, don’t you?” Your eyes shoot open as you shake your head. “You sure? Seems like you want everyone to hear you.” Right as you were about to say something, he drops you on his shaft as he thrusts up. You let out a cry as he presses up against your cervix. Head falling back as your legs wrap tightly around him. Your slick drips down his full balls, pooling below the two of you.

“S-shit. You okay angel?” You nod your head slowly bringing your head back forward, looking at his blue lust filled eyes. Releasing your grasp around his neck, you lean back putting your arms behind you to steady your upper body. You languidly roll your hips into his, fucking yourself on his cock. He stills, watching you bury his length deep into your core. He waits a moment before thrusting into you in time with yours. Your mouth hangs open, feeling the crown of his member abuse your spongy spot. Chris could feel the heat pool in his pelvic floors, heartbeat speeding up as he felt himself soon coming to his release. Your slick gummy walls flutter sporadically around him, the tension building up in your lower belly. “Gonna cum all over this fat cock?” He asks with a smirk. You respond nodding ra[idly. Chris pauses his thrusts only for you to quickly look up at him with confusion and annoyance. “Say it.” You search his face only seeing his sly smirk and playful gaze. You were at your wits end, you were so close, and the longer you waited the less pressure you felt in your abdomen. “Say it or I-” “Please! Please let me cream all over your fat cock! I want to be filled up with your thick cum! Plea-” Chris honestly wasn’t expecting that much of a reaction from you, but goddamn he didn’t think it was possible to get any harder.

With a flip of a switch Chris began to thrust into you frantically. His eyes drank in every inch of your body, from the way your tits bounced with every erratic thrust. To how your eyes rolled into the back of your head with a fucked out look plastered on your face blubbering complete nonsense. The tension in your abdomen was becoming unbearable, needing one more push to send you over the edge. “Shit, shit shit!” Chris felt the heat explode throughout his lower body, as he gave one hard thrust deep into your heat. As you felt your alphas cock spasm inside of you, shooting his warm thick cum up against the narrow end of your cunt, the strain of pressure inside you finally broke. As your cunt tried to milk every last drop of him, Chris began to hump into you, muscles pressing firmly on your clit. You threw your head back, “Fuck Chris!” you kept chanting as the contact to your pearl pushed you deeper into ecstasy. You swore you could feel your nails dig into the ceramic countertop.

Once Chris came down from his high, he pulled you into him, littering your face with soft sweet kisses, bringing you back down to Earth. Once you regained composure, you buried your face into his clammy neck. “Can we go home?” You asked barely above a whisper into his skin. He hummed in response, kissing your crown. He quickly dressed the two of you before he gathered you in his arms bridal style. When the two of you made it out of the bathroom, your boss was standing outside with a few other coworkers. Chris walked up to the man towering over him. His blue eyes glaring at him. “Deny her time off again, and I’ll keep fucking her here. Understood” You boss kept his gaze down at the floor, shaking his head as if his life depended on it. His scent flooded the place, making the place stink of fear. Chris turned to leave, “Don’t let it happen again” He called out, not bothering to look behind him.

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[shinkun]

bloom: part 1/2 (18+)

aizawa shouta | eraserhead x student!reader

[ read part 2 here ] 

word count: 3.4k

genre: alpha/omega, omegaverse, m/f, afab reader, student/teacher, smut with little plot

A late-blooming student finds herself trapped in the school, yearning for someone to ease her unfamiliar, painful urges.

warnings: 18+, smut, oral, fingering, cunnilingus 

notes: Hello, just as a warning, this is my first time in many years posting any written work so I'm pretty rusty and self-conscious about it (please be gentle!) Also - my first time doing any form of a/b/o, so I hope it's okay! 

Aizawa just released something feral in me that made me want to write a lengthy, lusty fiction about him.

This is Part 1 of 2 of this fiction. I wanted to see if there was any reception or interest in this piece before sharing the final part.

All characters are 18+. Reader is a mature student presumably finishing her final semester of school, or attending an extra year.

Anyway, please enjoy!

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Aizawa gave a hefty groan, pinching the skin on the bridge of his nose. A nagging stress entered the back of his mind as he proceeded to the opposite side of the door. 

When your classmate had cornered him in his office earlier, wailing about how “Y/N doesn’t want to come out! She said she feels too sick to go to practice!” He already knew what he was in for. 

“Alright, I’ll go see what's wrong…” Aizawa nonchalantly replied, waving the boy away. “Go outside and start without her.” He commanded, not letting him get another word in. The student gave a compliant but nervous nod before exiting the room. 

The professor let out a sigh, perking his ear up to the door. He hesitantly raised his knuckles up to the surface, knocking on it with little force, but enough that it could be heard from the other side. He held his breath for a moment. A sweet, tantalizing scent crept from beneath the barrier between him and his student. 

“Don’t come in!!” Shouted a voice laced with panic in reply to the knock. 

“Don’t worry, it’s me.” Aizawa said, lowering his palm to the handle of the locker room. He didn’t need to speak his name for you to know. He was patient, letting you bask in the silence for a moment. The scent emitting from the room made a couple beads of sweat roll down the back of his neck, but he was able to shake it off. 

“I can’t let you.. see me like this…” Your tone was shaky and barely audible, but he’d caught it. 

“I can help you.” He persisted to push the handle downward. 

The bond you’d grown with your teacher in your three years at UA was strong and trusting. You knew that any advice he was willing to offer you would be right. He was always right. You were happy to have a mentor so willing to sacrifice his time and listen to you when you needed it, and this was no exception. 

Aizawa delicately pushed the door open, only an inch into it before the odor was able to escape, already knocking him back; angelic, rosey scents filling his nostrils. Saliva pooled underneath the back of his tongue as he took the fragrance in. He shut his eyes and let out another soft huff before propping the door open with one foot. He could sense your panic rising as he shuffled forward. 

“...I promise you’ll be okay.” He assured you, his hand curling around the frame. He continued to stay cautious and non-threatening, making sure you had enough time to prepare for his entry. 

“I don’t want you to see me so..” you hesitated, attempting to stiffen a cry building up in your throat, “..weak.” The word rolled off your tongue like it was filth. 

Aizawa entered the room, seemingly unphased by the aura of hormones that was now engulfing him. He gently let the door slide closed behind him, carefully locking it for any students that dared to interrupt them. A small but caring smirk graced his face as he looked before him. 

He saw you curled up in the back corner of the changeroom, sitting on a bench with your knees tucked into your chest. You held the bunched up top to your gym uniform, hugging it to the flushed skin of your torso for safety, your chest covered only by a tightly binding sports bra. You sunk your head down, trying not to make eye contact with the teacher as he proceeded forward. He gingerly perched himself on the bench next to you, leaving a comfortable amount of space, before bending forward to look at you.

“Hey..” His hair curtained around his face as he leaned forward, softly cupping the opposite side of your face in his hand.  He pulled your head over to look at him. The unexpected touch made you squirm, squeezing your eyes closed, but you refused to fight his caress. “You’re the strongest person I know.” His thumb massaged your cheek up and down. Your bottom lip quivered, still attempting to fight the surge of emotions that were coursing through you as you finally met his gaze. Your eyes brimming with tears, making your vision blurry, as you continued to choke them back. It was simple, but his words meant a lot. 

You and him both knew that you had a complicated relationship with your femininity. You saw it as a burden, getting in the way from people taking you seriously. You blocked it out in any way you could, to reflect a more intimidating, headstrong persona. Focusing on close-combat studies and fighting techniques, convincing the staff to let you wear the boy’s uniform, attending all the extra curricular sporting events - the reason you were even here on a weekend to begin with. It wasn’t just a means of coming off as adrogynous though, you genuinely enjoyed these things. 

“How can I be strong if I’m...” You looked away, afraid that admitting you were an Omega out loud would somehow make it worse. You didn’t want to come to terms with it. 

“...C’mere kid.” He removed his hand from your face while straightening up, leaning his back against the wall behind him. His arm raised, placing it on your shoulder to pull you into his chest for a gentle embrace. 

You’d been close to Aizawa before, but never anything like this. Playful jabs here and there, sarcastic shoves in the hallway, there was even that time he had to step in to use his binding cloth to stop you from beating on some punk that made fun of your quirk - but this tender feeling he was sharing was a whole new territory. 

You took it in, allowing some of the pent up tears to escape from your eyes. A quiet sob forced itself out of your throat, your body vibrating with each cry. Aizawa rubbed your back, slowly, carefully, letting you bask in the feelings. The fear that you had reverberated throughout the room was beginning to subside, and he could tell. You laid against the man in silence for a moment, the heavy thumping of his heart lulling your anxieties. You breathed in gradually, putting your sniveling to rest, but as you did, you noticed something off. 

A flush of red emanated from your face as your nose raised slightly gravitating toward Aizawa’s head. A waft of strong musk filled your senses. It was savory, and heavy, and…“Hnghh.”  A breathy sigh escaped your mouth as your hand gripped the fabric of the teacher’s shirt. You had little control over your next movement, stretching forward to nuzzle your face against his neck, taking in as much of the aroma as you could. Now that you’d let your defenses down, Aizawa's dominant atmosphere was beginning to encapsulate you. 

“Whoa there.” He let out a chuckle but continued to let you explore, eventually expecting this kind of reaction to his presence. He gracefully shifted his hand, placing it above your hip, both to keep you stable as you moved, and to give him the pleasure of being able to embrace the smooth, supple flesh. 

“I’m...sorry..” You said, beginning to retreat from him as the realisation of what you were doing began to sink in. “Oh, oh no.. I’m sorry..!” Your heart fluttered as you pulled back to your safe spot on the bench. 

He gave his head a shake and continued to give you your space. “No need to be sorry.” He assured you, scratching the back of his head. His voice was tender and dreamy to your ears, it sent goosebumps down your arms. Suddenly sitting in a lecture just to listen to your teacher’s dark, gritty voice rant about hero politics sounded appealing. Admittedly this brief embrace made the resistance to act on his urges much harder than before, but he persisted. 

Suddenly you let out an aching gasp. You pulled your body toward yourself, your arm reaching around your abdomen as you felt that intense pressure building up inside your gut again, tinges of pain and aching threatening your core. You’d felt this earlier when you had the room to yourself. It made you hot, your breath beginning to pick up as your body reeled in a feverish sweat. You didn’t want him to see you like this and now that your guard was down, it was taking control. 

“Hurt…. it hu..rts..” You managed to spit out. Shouta cocked his head to the side.

“Is this your first time..?” He planted his hand on your back once more, making sure you knew his company was welcoming. All you could do was let out a quick nod. You squeezed your legs together, feeling an intense heat present itself in your center, your gasps becoming more hefty and impossible to contain. 

“Wow, a late bloomer.” Aizawa strategically pondered for a moment, “Well, I should go inform Recovery Girl of how you’r-” 

“..No!” You cut him off before he could finish, a tremble in your voice. “Please, can you...” Embarrassment took over causing your speech to trail off, your arm shakely reaching out and clenching around the sleeve beside his hand. Your desires were continuing to take hold and Aizawa’s scent was becoming more and more irresistible as time went on, “..can you help me?”

The edge of his mouth curled up into a smile, disguising itself behind his shield of dark locks. Just as he’d expected. 

Now, this wasn’t his first time dealing with a student in heat. Although the population of Omegas was on the lower side, there had been a few students in his years of teaching that had to get medicated and sent home for a few days to deal with their inflamed, unpredictable hormones. And professors, especially Alpha professors, were instructed on the responsibility of containing those natural urges and how to offer students help when they were in their most vulnerable state. 

He did genuinely want to help. Seeing your pleas to get rid of this nasty heat made his heart ache and he didn’t want to deny you the option for any outside aid, but he knew you would place trust in him and he was willing to offer it. 

Without answering Aizawa leaned forward. He curled his other hand up behind your head, letting his fingers trail through your hair to embrace your scalp. Immediately a shiver fell down your spine as he bent over you; first planting a kiss on your forehead, then he trailed downward, peppering a couple kisses on your tear-stained cheek. The weight of your head cradled into his hand as he continued, his mouth trailing down the length of your neck, his tongue messaging down the length of your skin. Your breathing increased as you let out a cute whimper, your core pulsated. He then paused just above your shoulder, letting in a deep inhale. Your scent was enchanting, sweet, and made his head spin. He dared to let his teeth graze that special spot, smirked, and then placed one final peck there before abruptly pushing his mouth against yours. You immediately felt a rush of heat rise into your stomach as his lips collided with yours. They were so soft and experienced, but juxtaposed by the rough facial hair that scraped against your chin. 

Even though it was you who’d requested it, you were having a tough time wrapping your head around the order of events that lead you here. Finding it difficult to reciprocate the kiss, he began to ease his tongue inside your mouth. Your eyebrows raised, but eyes remaining sealed shut as the twitching muscle explored your mouth, the roughness of his flesh against yours causing you to feel slick drip between your thighs. 

You pulled your mouth away releasing an overwhelmed heave, a string of saliva still leaving you connected to the man. 

His eyes furrowed, a worrying expression plastered his face making sure you were okay. 

“..I forgot to...breathe.” A rosy tint burned your cheeks before you both let out a small chuckle that eased the tension. He then placed his forehead against yours.

“Keep going..?” At this point he was probably too far gone but he thought he’d at least give you the false sense of reassurance. 

Despite the flustering heat that Aizawa stirred into you from his kisses, the pain in your curve was urging on to the point of becoming unbearable. Your hands trembled but quickly grabbed his chest to pull him back into the embrace. He took this as a ‘yes’ and fell back into the deep kiss, proceeding to cup his hand around your left breast. He kneaded the bosom in his hand before trailing his mouth down your neck once again, this time pulling and suckling at the skin, leaving playful little bites - but not enough to bruise. His hands trailed down to the edge of your bra. You bit down on your lip as he yanked it upward and over your head. 

A nearly inaudible “Wow..” escaped from his mouth as he leaned back to take your figure in, not sure if it was meant for your ears to hear. Your defenseless upper half was paler than usual and coated with a perspiring sheen due to your sickly urges.

“Don’t stare..” You grumbled, refusing to meet his eyes as his hand regained its place against your chest. He was shocked you were able to contain them within the bounds of a thin fabriced sports bra all the time, let alone while they were aching and swelling from your heat. You did a very good job of keeping it that way. 

He smirked once more before lowering his head, taking the erect pink bud between his lips, lapping his tongue over it again and again. You shuddered as he sucked it into his mouth, his opposite hand fondling the other. But no matter how much he kissed and caressed your shivering body, it wasn’t satisfying the heavy hunger sweltering in the pits of your core. “Please..” You whined above his head, frustratingly clenching your fingers into your palms, “Mister Aizawa, please...I can’t wait anymore.” 

Aizawa pulled his mouth away, nuzzling his face between your chest for just a moment before raising back up. 

“Soon.” He simply but firmly stated, pulling his binding cloth above his head and tossing it to the floor, making sure it wouldn’t get in the way. 

He then bent down, wrapping his arm around the calves of your legs and pulling them onto the wide bench. He moved his own leg over the opposite side of the bench so that it was now in between him. 

“Now,”  he looked as you impatiently quivered, trailing his intense stare down your body, “What’s the damage?” You let out an offended huff at his wording, but held your complaints in. You figured any sort of noncompliance would lead you to a one-way trip to the medic. 

Shouta really didn’t need to ask, but your fluster enticed him even more. The bottoms of your navy gym uniform had a dark patch stained through them long before the moment he’d entered, by this point it had traveled down your legs. 

“Looks like we’re gonna have to find you another pair of those, huh?” He reached forward tracing his hands around the edges of the waistband before pulling the sweats down. You shifted as it tickled your sides. He then tossed them to the floor alongside his equipment. 

Your hands reached up to cover your face as his gaze pierced through you. No matter how desperate you were to get some relief, you still couldn’t get past the vulnerability of being sprawled out in front of him like this, let alone, someone actually known for having a deeply intimidating stare. 

He tenderly pulled one of your hands away, taking it in his own. This was the first time you’d really noticed how big his were in comparison, cupping around your delicate digits. He closed his eyes, leaving a few tender kisses inside your palm before deeply inhaling the aroma radiating from your wrist. He let it go and looked back, his palms now resting on your thighs, pushing them apart with a surprising amount of ease. You aligned yourself on the bench, propping your back against the wall. 

Aizawa bowed over your lower half, leaning into the heat pulsating between your legs. He hadn’t even touched you before your heart began to race, your breath trailing close behind. Your anticipation for him made his heart melt but he couldn’t resist dragging this out for as long as he could. He wanted to make your first heat special for you - memorable - even. 

It wasn’t long before Aizawa’s mouth was trailing up the length of your leg. The closer he got, the more unbearably hard it was to not just let his primal instincts take over and ravage your pretty, little entrance with his aching cock. No, Aizawa. He cursed at himself for even thinking that. 

Shouta’s tongue danced up your thigh before hitting the edge of your drenched panties. He left soft little nips with his teeth in your thigh, leaving you breathless, before kissing the fabric. He nudged his nose against the surface of it, prodding your sensitive core before letting his tongue fall down its length, intentionally heaving his hot, eager breath against you. You let out a loud gasp that left you clutching your mouth. He smiled once more before taking the edges of the fabric between his fingers and pulling them down, finally revealing your throbbing, leaking pussy. 

“Oh, sweetheart…” He sighed into you, sharing a few more kisses before sliding his tongue through those tender, pink folds. You cocked your head back gently scooching your hips towards him, your humiliation suddenly masked by your intense lust for the man. 

Aizawa took in all the senses surrounding him. The delightful squeaks you made as he trailed his muscle along your slit, the delicious distinctly omega flavours that drenched his mouth, the way you convulsed and your knees buckled every time he slid his lips or nose against your sensitive, budding clit. He then pulled your legs over his shoulders, giving him more leverage to dive into you.

You reached your hand out as your gasps deepened, he looked up from you inquisitively before reaching his out in return. You laced your fingers between his, yearning for that simple grasp. You held on to it as a form of security, giving soft squeezes to the man every time it was too intense, or a loving stroke of your thumb against his skin when it was just right. 

He narrowed his focus back on you, slowly bringing his other hand to your slit. While his tongue massaged your pulsating pearl, he sank two fingers deep inside your entrance. Unsurprisingly your hole was ready and more than willing to accept them. The amount of slick you’d produced was evident enough. You bit down on your lip and let out a whimper as he now began pumping you with his fingers alongside his mouth, your natural lubricant gliding down his hand.

Earlier you’d tried doing the same, attempting to satisfy your intense craving with masturbation alone, but it was never enough. Nothing felt like enough. But Aizawa’s fingers reached parts that you couldn’t, curling and prodding that sensitive area, hiding toward your stomach.

“God..” Your eyes rolled back as you bucked yourself against him, but you still yearned for more. “S...Sensei..” He could see you getting close, your little hand clenching in his own as he rhythmically persisted, your breaths more shaky and sporadic. “Shou..ta..!!” He loved the way his name rolled off your tongue, his cock twitching against his leg from the sound of it. He pulled his hand back and plunged his long fingers even harder and more vigorously, this time including a third. You let out a little shriek while he basically drowned amongst your tiny folds, his fingers driving into you at a steady cadence. He felt as your plush, sensitive walls tightened around his dexterous touch, quivering as you climaxed before him.  

You gulped hard trying to let your mind catch up to your body, releasing a steady pant. 

“That was great, kitten.” He gave your thigh one last kiss before raising up. “...You did so well.”

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I have an imagine request if that okay… I saw this video trend on Tik Tok and I was curious about what it would be like with the Iplier Egos…. So the Egos reaction to their significant other calling them by their first name instead of their usual term of endearment. Babe, baby, honey, sweetie, darling, etc… Please and thank you!

An: I’m alive! ALIVE! Anyway, this took a while because of mental health things, and with everything going on in the world! But I’m really happy u sent this request, and I hope you sent more! Pls? qwq anyway! Also I hope whoever requests this likes it! Enjoy! :3 Dark: Dark would just be like -_-?  Then he’d look up from his newspaper and go, “Yes, (Y/n)?”  Then he’d get grumpy because he loves your pet names! He loves you saying his name in that beautiful voice of yours, but still! He wants to be called darling, it’s so cute when you do it, and it always makes him smile, even though he doesn’t like to admit it. 

Wilford: Wilford would look at you with wide eyes, and then immediately get on his knees, “Pumpkin? Did I do somethin? You usually call me your cute gum drop! Ya haven’t called me that all day! You only use my name when I’m in trouble! Did Wilfy do somethin wrong?” he grabs your hand and gives you the sweetest puppy eyes, “I didn’t get out Mr. Shooty today, I swear!” 

The Googles: Prime: Would be sus. You usually greet him with pet names. He, being well… fucking google, googles it. He asks the internet why you aren’t calling him his pet names. When he finds out it could be because you’re mad, he goes to you and asks what’s wrong.  “You’re the only human I like, and I want to know if I made you angry.”  When you admit it was a little prank, you actually see him pout, and blush, “I actually missed your nicknames, don’t do that again, or I’ll be sad.”  Oliver: He picks up on it immediately.  “Honey– am I in trouble? I didn’t do anything, wrong, did I? Have I been putting too much pressure on the nicknames?” Then you tell him it’s a tik tok trend.  “A-ah..” he then pouts, and wraps himself around you, “Well! (Y/N!) I don’t mind you saying my name, it sounds so wonderful coming from your lips~” he winks at you as you turn a bright red.  Oxnard: He pretends it doesn’t affect him. He just looks towards you and asks, “What?”  “Oh nothing.”  On the inside he’s wondering where your sweet pet names went, and it’s only when you two are going to bed that he confronts you about it, pouting as he clings to you.  “You haven’t called me sweet heart or love all day!” He’s overheating now, “And I don’t like it. I love your pet names, please keep calling me them..”  You can’t help bit smirk a little, and tease him, cooing over him and smothering him in affection. Which, even though he doesn’t say it, he loves.  Omega: Gets pouty, not angry, just pouty. He wants you to call him darling, and sweet heart, and other nick names! Why’d you call his name? Everyone else uses that name! You use your special little nicknames, and he likes how only you can use them! So he just ignores you until you call him sweet heart. 

Bing: He gets anxious at first, before grinning like a fool.  “You saw that tik tok video, didn’t you?”  You give him a sheepish smile, “Yeah..”  He chuckles, laughing, “You almost got me dude! Nice try babe!”  He then ends up wrapping his arms around you and snuggling you, playfully scolding you for trying to prank the prankster!  

Eric: He thinks he’s in trouble.  “D-did I-I d-do some-something w-wrong?” he whimpers, looking at you with wide eyes, his heart pounding– oh god, is this when you finally dump him?  Seeing him so scared, you quickly climb into his lap, and shake your head, telling him about the video you saw on tik tok, and apologize for scaring him. You cuddle, kiss, and snuggle him for the rest of the day, calling him all the sweet adorable pet names he deserves. 

Illinois: He smirks, “Why, I love the way my name sounds when you say it~” he purrs, “Can you please say it more? You make it sound like a song from heaven, which makes sense, cause ya are an angel.”  He then winks at your flustered face, chuckling at how cute you look when blushing.  Yancy: “Youse okay– wait, am I in trouble? That’s what my ma would always do when I was in trouble! Did I do somethin to upset youse? I only beat up that guy cause he insulted ya!”  You look at him in shock, “Wait, what– you’re not in trouble? And what guy?”  He laughs, “N-no one! I didn’t say anythin about a guy, sweet heart, youse must be crazy bella!” He laughs even more, “I-I didn’t do anythin! I swear!”  You look skeptical as hell, but don’t push the issue any further. 

Magnum: He tilts his head, before perking up, “Yes sweet heart? The siren who stole me heart? The love of me life? Is there somethin you need me to do, or did ya just need to call me over for some cuddles? Ye know what, lemme go cuddle you, cause now I’m in a cuddlin mood!”  You’re too flustered to even respond to if you need help, because him calling you the love of his life melted you into a shy puddle. He ends up cuddling you and calling you more cute nicknames, loving how he can tease you.  Bim: He is all about pet names. He loves pet names. He loves knowing that there’s a name just for him. So, when you call him Bim, he can’t help but pout. Since he’s so used to being called darling, and pouts.  “Oh everyone calls me Bim! Since I am Bim Trimmer, and while I do love my name, since, well, you know, I am Bim Trimmer, I like it when you call me your darling much better, because only you get the privilege to call me that!” 

Silver: “How do you know my secret identity?!”  You dead pan, “We’re literally dating!”  “Oh! Right! I mean– what are you talking about random civilian?!”  You purse your lips, crossing your arms, and he chuckles nervously.  “You never know where there might be spies! I’m just saying!”  You turn away in a huff, and he immediately asks for your forgiveness, saying that evil is everywhere, and he has to protect you! 

Host: He just looks at you, before saying, “Host knows that this is about tik tok. And he wants to say, that you tried, but also, he wants you to know that while it was a very good try, he still loves you.”  You pout, and he just chuckles.  “Host loves how cute you are, my darling. I can indulge you, this once.”  You sigh, “It’s too late! The opportunity is already gone!”  He chuckles at your antics, before going to cuddle you, laughing at how pouty you are. 

Dr. Iplier: He acts similarly to Dark, taking a sip of his coffee before going.  “(Y/n).” You look at him in surprise, not expecting that.  “Bing showed me the tik tok video.” he grins, “It was cute.”  Then he goes back to drinking his coffee and reading his book, chuckling, before saying, “Maybe next time.”  Yan: (I saved my boi for last leave me alone! >^< I love himb..)  He just perks up, his heart fluttering– you called his name? You called his name! He smiles, swooning, leaning his cheek on his hand, “Yes senpai? Is there anything you need, my love? Or did you just want me to notice you? Because I already have! Let me show you!”  Then he realizes– the tik tok! Bing showed him that tik tok! But he decides that he wants to hold you more than play along with the tik tok, so he wraps himself around you like an octopus and showers you in love. 

[hopeless-ro-simptic]

Sweet Poison - Yandere Alpha! Tamaki Amajiki x Omega! Reader

Shout out to  @homework-is-the-real-killer for the inspiration. I don’t know if you wanted something spicey... but that’s what your getting. I have a part 2 planned out for this guy to kinda explain a little more from Tamaki’s side of things of what is actually going on. Also I have no clue if y’all will like my take on him, but I see him as being someone who yea he’s a little shy but once he gets used to you he’s at least not a complete stuttering mess. 

Part 2

Warnings: NSFW, quirk play, definitely tentacle porn, unknowing drug use, dub-con if you squint?, Honestly I don’t know how to tag so If you think I need to add something please tell me. 

Word Count: Just over 2k

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“What’s wrong Y/n? You are so fidgety today.”

“Oh, haha am I? Sorry I just really want class to be over so I can go see Tamaki.”

Your friends shared looks before turning back to you questions in the eyes.

“I know you guys are courting, but don’t you think you spend a lot of time with him? You don’t even sit with us at lunch anymore.”

“Oh come on guys, I literally went to the movies with you guys last night.”

“Yea but…”

They didn’t get a chance to finish their sentence, the bell chiming to let everyone know that the school day was officially over. You were flying out of your seat and down the hall before they could even call out your name. You were absolutely giddy, ready to be enveloped in the scent you had grown to love. You turned the corner, pausing for a brief second as your breath caught, watching as Tamaki and his two friends stood chatting. You couldn’t help but think about how much he looked like an angel. He was so perfect, and he was all yours.

Without a regard for the rest of the students you took off down the hall practically jumping on the alpha wrapping your arms around his neck as his instinctively wrapped around your waist pulling you against him and burying his blushing face into your neck.

“B-Bunny. You got here fast.”

“I missed you.” You took a deep inhale of his scent and could feel him doing the same. Nothing made you feel as good as being near the alpha.

You didn’t see the looks that his friends shared, Mirio clearing his throat one, twice, three times before Tamaki finally pulled away from you enough to look at the taller blonde. Shoving his hands into his pockets but still leaning on you, his face beet red once he realized the attention the two of you had garnered from the rest of the hallway.  

“Ah, I’m sorry Tamaki, I didn’t mean to make a scene…”

“Trust me, it’s fine. He won’t say it but he loves it. He hasn’t stopped talking about you all day.” Nejire jumped in making both of you blush even harder, Takami burying his face in your shoulder mumbling softy to you.

“Can we go now?”

You couldn’t help but smile, reaching up and patting his hair gently, agreeing quietly with the timid alpha before the two of you said your goodbyes to his friends.

The two of you slowly made your way over to the third years dorms, fingers intertwined, completely skipping over your own room and opting to go into his instead. Shortly after the two of you had started courting, he had been so nervous to ask you to move your nest into his room, saying he just wanted to you close to him, and how could you say no to such a sweet request? Now, just two months into courting, you practically lived together, only leaving when the teacher would come by to do their final check that everyone was in their correct rooms, just to sneak back in only an hour later.

The only reason the two of you weren’t bonded yet was because UA had a strict policy against it, insisting their students wait until they were graduated so as to keep them focused on their studies. Still… everyone knew you belonged to Tamaki.

Once the two of you were finally alone in his room, you couldn’t help yourself, immediately latching onto him, nuzzling against his cheek softly and cooing into his ear. He wasn’t any better, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling the two of you into your nest that was on his bed, pressing his lips against your scent gland kissing softly as he started to thoroughly scent you, taking his time and making sure to cover everything.

“I missed you so much. I hate that you have to be around other alpha’s all day, muddles your scent.” The stutter in his voice was gone, and even though he was speaking softly, murmuring really, he was doing it right in your ear making you wiggle against him. He had grown to be so comfortable with you that once the two of you were alone, it was clear as day he was an alpha. One that your omega was dying to submit to his every, albeit quiet, whim.

You hummed in agreement, shifting so that you were comfortably laying halfway on top of him, a soft purr leaving your lips as he rubbed his cheek against you, before he started to pepper soft kisses along your jaw moving towards your lips.

The entire room was filled to the brim with his mouth-watering scent, the scent of sea salt mixed and lavender with just the slightest hint of something warmer, darker, that you couldn’t place. Whatever it was, was absolutely heaven to you, and the timid dark haired alpha was pumping it out like he wanted to coat the entire building in it.

“Tama-“ You started to whine, your omega needing more, only for his gentle and oh so soft lips to be pressed against yours, swallowing your needy sound, his inner alpha making him a little bolder after being separated from you all day. You kissed him back, feeling yourself getting worked up just by being near him, touching him, smelling him, let alone kissing him. He slid his tongue against your lips hesitantly and you immediately parted your lips allowing him entrance which he greedily took. You practically melted against him, a soft purr leaving your chest as one of his hands slipped up into your hair lightly holding your head in place. It was at that point you noticed his tongue was getting bigger, longer, slimier, and the texture changing. You knew that if you pulled away now you would see that it had changed into a tentacle and you couldn’t help but clench your thighs slightly at that thought, a groan leaving his lips at you squeezing him between your thighs.

And then all at once he tasted so mouth wateringly sweet, so delicious, so… addicting. You could feel your mind filling up with the dizzying fog that always came with kissing your alpha, a high that you could never get enough of. It was this feeling, this feeling of flying, that made you so sure that he was the alpha for you. That made you know without a doubt that you would never want another. That you would never leave him.

You felt like your body was going numb, no longer having control of it and enjoying the high that he was giving you as he regarded you carefully through silted eyes before he slowed the kiss and pulled away, your eyes latching onto the string of saliva that connected the two of you, a soft whimper leaving your lips as you shuffled closer. You wanted more, needed more. More, more, more, more, more of him. You couldn’t control the whine that left your lips, your eyes transfixed on his own, leaning down to press soft kitten licks that he blushed at, tasting the lingering sweet spit that was left behind.

“D-do you love me bunny?”

You didn’t hesitate, pressing your lips against his own in short quick pecks, desperately trying to get him to open back up, to let you have more of that high that you so badly wanted. That only he could give to you.

“Yes. More than anything.”

His hands came up shakily to your hips, digging his fingers into the plush flesh there, just the touch making you gasp softly, his eyes transfixed onto your face with awe, soaking in every reaction, even blush, every flutter of your eyes as he kneaded your skin.

“Do you promise?” You could feel his grip guiding you, nudging you to move up and up and up until you had your knees on either side of his blushing face, his fingers cupping your ass from underneath your school skirt, shaking as they brushed at your panties which were already soaked tugging them down slowly, oh so slowly. His eyes flicking from your face to what lied before him, begging for attention, slick dripping down your thighs. He could practically taste you from here.

You nodded, not even realizing the amount of whimpers that were leaving your lungs, your fingers gripping into his hair as you looked down at him, your brain filled to the brim with every thing him. His smell, his taste, his touch. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him.

“You won’t leave me?”

You shook your head, your body trembling at this point from pure excitement. Did everyone feel this way with their alpha? Would it always be this intense? How did anyone get anything done?

“I…I n-need to hear you bunny.” You could feel it as his tongue, no, his tentacle, slid up your thigh, licking up the running slick, suctioning to the highest part, just below your sopping cunt before releasing making blood rush to the spot and forcing a high pitched mewl out of your mouth. His eyes never leaving your face, seeming more and more confident with each gasp and whine leaving your lips.

“I promise. I love you Tamaki. Please.. god.. I need you. I won’t ever leave you. No matter what. I love you. Please, please, please, please. Alpha.” Your fingers gripped his hair, you could feel tears stinging into your eyes, you felt like you would actually combust into flames if you didn’t get more of him right this second. Your skin was starting to itch, feeling like something was crawling all over you and you could feel your body breaking out into a sweat.

Somewhere in the very back of your mind, something told you this wasn’t normal. Being completely and utterly addicted, to the point of almost pain-… you weren’t due to start your heat any time soon, knowing full well that most omega’s didn’t go into heat until they were at least 20. No… this was different… this was-

Your whole body shuddered, brain turning off completely when he all at once yanked on your hips, forcing you down onto his face, his tongue sliding against your core and deep into your cunt, much farther than it was supposed to be able to, to the point that you could feel it in your stomach, suction cups sliding against your sensitive swollen clit as he pumped his tongue in and out of you, making you choke on your own screams, tears spilling over onto your cheeks at the intensity of it all.

You should have been embarrassed when he inhaled deeply, a low primal growl that you never imagined him making leaving his lips as he breathed in your scent, but you couldn’t do anything, couldn’t think of anything, other than the glorious feeling of euphoria that was filling your mind, as the high that you had been chasing finally returned to you again. The world was filled with bright colors, your mind filling with a fog that just felt so good that you never wanted it to leave. Everything was perfect. He was perfect. Your alpha. Nothing could ever change that fact. Nothing could ever make you want to leave.

When you finally came back down from your high, you had realized you must have passed out from the bliss. Tamaki had you laying on your back, a warm washcloth pressed to your forehead, his arms wrapped around you tightly as he layed against your side, his face pressed against your neck, nuzzling you softly and cooing into your ear of how much he loved you, asking if you were okay, how he would take care of you, how you never needed to worry about anything, how he loved his omega.

You couldn’t help but smile trusting all of his words and snuggled further into his grasp, a soft contented sound leaving your lips, enjoying the sounds of his pretty words being murmured to you. The soft, gentle, loving kisses that were carefully placed along your neck and face. The feeling of his arms turned tentacles tightened their grasp around your form, holding you in place against him leaving no wiggle room.

You felt completely and utterly safe in his grasp, knowing he would never let you go.

You were his sun, his moon, his everything. You were his.

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Feral Animal

Pairing:  Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request:  Hi! I love your abo blog! I was wondering if you could write about Alpha!Kyotani with an Omega!Reader, where their first encounter catches everyone by surprise? Like, Reader has a traditionally alpha scent (like burning/smokey wood) and can usually get away with being mistaken as an alpha at first glance? It’s fine if you’re asks are full or you don’t want to do this but thanks for your time 😊 —Sno

Summary:  You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this.  Good thing you had a gaurdian angel- or should we say, dog. 

Author’s Note: I love Kyoutani so much. Like he’s in my top three people I simp for. 

Requests: Open!

Kentarou Kyoutani

➵ No one gathered in your way when walked down the hall. You smelt strong enough to put them on edge. 

➵ Peoples hackles were constantly raised when you were around, and truthfully, you didn’t know why. 

➵ You were still you. You were still an omega. 

➵ You still ached to reach out for touch, to scent someone, to just have the smallest bit of attention from anyone that wasn’t Iwaizumi.

➵  You and he had met when you were young, and he took to being your personal guardian—since he was a year older than you.

➵  You were thankful for him and his friendship, but that was all it would ever be. You both tried dating in your first year of middle school (Dating being a loose term), but it was obvious you were better off as friends. 

➵ You both still hung out constantly though, and eventually he grew to be an older brother to you.

➵  When you got to high school though, you quickly realized that with Iwaizumi came Oikawa. You had known him just as you had known Iwaizumi, but the other male seemed to keep his distance from you.

➵ It didn’t take a genius to figure out why he was keeping his distance with you. When you and Iwaizumi explained to him there was nothing between the two of you, nor would there ever be, he calmed down. 

➵ The fellow omega (Oikawa is an omega ass bottom change my mind. Unless it comes to requests. Then he’s an alpha for you :D) grew to be close with you as well and if one or the other was being idiotic you stepped in as the shoulder to cry on. 

➵ You were happy for them, truly, but you knew sooner or later you were going to be out of the picture.

➵  They were third years, and you were a second year. They had a relationship that ran deeper than any thing you could offer them.

➵ And that was okay.

➵ Facing the obvious, it’s clear that, because your best friends are those two dorks, you’re into volleyball. Or in the very least, know of it and how to play. Because of this, you’re elected manager.

➵  No more choice. 

➵ You don’t fawn over Oikawa constantly, you can handle Iwaizumi’s outbursts, you were calm with the first years, and you don’t put up with any fan girl’s bullshit. 

➵ You didn’t get the chance to refuse honestly.

➵ “I’m sorry, but unfortunately, Oikawa-Senpai is busy at the moment- “

➵ “Please, just- Let me see him! I won’t be long!” The Alpha pleaded, trying to appease to your sense of empathy. Unfortunately for her, that was dried up before the second girl even looked at you to ask the very same thing. 

➵ You were tired of girls, obviously not getting the hint, trying to confess their undying love to Oikawa every other day. How did they not see he was an Omega? 

➵ Yeah, he had suppressants out the wahzoo but, good golly, his mannerisms were all Omega.  

➵ Apparently this alpha though her and Oikawa would be the ultimate power couple.

➵ “Like I said before, he is busy. Any time you take up is time wasted.” You snorted, turning tail and shutting the gym door, ignoring the screech of anger behind it. You were used to it.

➵  Most times you locked them out, they’d throw a bitch-fit, turn and bad-mouth you to their friends for a few days. 

➵ They’d tease you for your scent—which was a, frankly lovely, pinewood and amber scent—and poke fun at you, saying how ‘you’ll never get an alpha smelling stronger than them” with a sneer. You’ve learned to ignore those types of girls.

➵ What you didn’t expect however, was for her to scream some more, banging on the metal door.

➵  It was ripped open in your moment of shock, making you turn on your heel to face her. 

➵ Her hair, though still relatively upkept, was frizzy with fly-a way’s running out occasionally, but her eyes were what scared you. 

➵ They were constricted to ball point bulbs that were locked onto you, fangs poking out as she snarled at you.

➵ Of course. Because why wouldn’t a feral Alpha be part of your day today?

➵ You growled yourself, trying to reign in your scent but it was getting harder and harder as she stalked closer.

➵ No one else was in the gym, as they were changing in the club room, but you figured you could handle her.

➵ You hoped at least.

➵ She tried pouncing on you, your arms quickly crossing in front of your face to shield yourself, but instead of an angry alpha trying to claw your eyes out, you merely got a gust of wind.

➵   Peeking open an eye—you couldn’t recall closing them, but whatever—you frowned at the face staring back at you.

➵  You hadn’t talked to him, personally, but you knew who he was. Kentarou Kyoutani. 

➵ He was incredibly strong, a worthy advisory, and worst of all…

➵ A ticking time-bomb of an alpha.

➵ He had the resting bitch face to end all resting bitch faces, and the attitude to go with it. He had only said one word to you ever and it was ‘move’. His voice was gruff and angry when he said it, but his eyes softened when you looked up at him. 

➵ He waited patiently for you to gather your things before moving. That was the first, and what you thought, last time you’d ever see the alpha. He entranced you though, so you wouldn’t ever necessarily be opposed to seeing him again. 

➵ Just maybe not in this circumstance.

➵ Kyoutani held the alpha by the collar of her shirt, his lips poked up in a snarl with his canines gleaming dangerously in the sunlight

➵ . Contrary to popular belief, he’d only ever gone feral once in his life. His stepfather, an awful, awful, excuse for an alpha had raised a hand to his Mama.

➵  He refused to let anyone ever raise a hand to omega that day and stuck to his grits with it.

➵  Many people often feared him because of his careful eye and quick reflexes. 

➵ They claimed he was close to going feral because they never cared to admit they were planning on hurting someone. He didn’t care.

➵ At least he didn’t. When he saw you simply turn and close the gym door, he felt his heart skip a beat. 

➵ Maybe it was just the fact that you didn’t relent, or maybe it was the fact that you didn’t care or bend or submiss in the absolute slightest, or maybe it was the waft of the most calming scent he’s ever smelt before.

➵  He knew the other alpha’s scent, as she had practically reeked all over him while asking him for things Oikawa liked before he snapped on her, so this was all you. And he…liked it. 

➵ He hated scents that were too sweet or too ‘exciting’ in a way, but this? This was calming and euphoric all in one and he wanted to straight up bathe in it.  It smelt that good.

➵ He watched the alpha screech, stomping her foot—he could guess she was the very definition of daddy’s girl with her reaction to being told ‘no’—and before he could growl at her to leave, she was forcing open the door and snarling. 

➵ So, he dropped his bag and ran to make sure you were okay. His alpha pawing at him to hurry up. 

➵ He had felt the very same as they day he ran his stepfather out of his life, but this time…This time, he would be sure not to go feral. That would scare you and he couldn’t, wouldn’t risk that.

➵ When he got there, the alpha lunged and he had barely enough time to grab her. You looked shocked to see him, or maybe it was residue from when she broke into the gym, but you didn’t say anything.

➵  He took that as a good sign, turning tail and dragging her to where he dropped his bag. He grabbed it quickly, instead dropping her and rushing back to the gym.

➵  You closed the door behind him, Iwaizumi and Matsukawa quickly locking it. In the time, between Kyoutani dragging out the feral alpha you had the chance to text Iwaizumi, sending choppy and shaky, but succinct, messages to let him know what was going on.

➵  The rest of the team were on their way anyway, so they merely hurried their steps. When they turned to lock the door, you stopped them, crying for them to just wait for a minute.

➵ Kyoutani had run in seconds after your plea and the door was quickly shut. 

➵ Scents were going insane in the gym, but his was most discernible to you. He smelt scared.

➵  Before anyone had a chance to mention it though, he was turning to you and reaching for your face.

➵ you flinched but that didn’t stop him. His fingers were gentle, more so than you could expect from him, and he was so soft while turning your face to observe the damage. Iwaizumi tried to get close, but he was growled at as you were held to Kyoutani’s chest. 

➵  The team could only watch, flabbergasted, as you were hugged and scented by their mad dog. Even more so when you began laughing and purring, placing your hands around his neck.

➵  You whispered something (They were ‘Thank you’ and appreciation whispers) into his ear, making his shoulders visibly relax. No one could really understand what had happened, but they weren’t sure if they wanted to question it just yet.

➵ Well, most of team didn’t at least.

➵ “Aw, Mad dog-Chan! How do you know our little Chibi-chan?” Oikawa laughed, leaning off Iwaizumi as he spun a volleyball on his pointer finger.  

➵ Kyoutani grunted, abruptly pulling away, only to growl and pull you back when his alpha snarled. “Don’t.”

➵ “Wait- wait, wait. Hold on.” Hanamaki snorted, holding his hands up. “So you, Mad dog, most vicious alpha this side of the equator, just decided fuck it, and chose to not only save an omega you’ve never met, but then hog her? I don’t know, Mattsun, seems kind of sus to me.”

➵ “Very sus.” Matsukawa agreed, snickering. He yelped however, when Kyoutani turned to snarl at him, only for you to hold him back. Matsukawa had never felt more scared for his life in that very moment, and he owed you a whole ass chapel.

➵ It stayed like that for the rest of the practice, with you calming Kyoutani down ever time he needed a ‘time out’ and over time he got much better at controlling his anger.

➵ No one was surprised when you walked in two weeks later, a small, thin leather choker clipped on around your neck with a hand-made moon charm hanging from it.

[nebula-jazz]

Your World part 2

Alpha Bakugou x reader

Rewind to when you first moved into the apartments. The owners had let you park your moving van in front of the building since you were an omega and you had no alpha.

The fact that most people were kinder to alphaless omegas in this time made both you and the dragon a little happier. speaking of the dragon he kept telling you that you should have probably asked the movers to have stayed and helped instead of sending them away. You had insisted that you could move most of the heavy boxes and the little bit of furniture by yourself. But you had felt bad because you had already made them miss their lunch to help bring up the bigger pieces like your table set and couch.

You simply brushed the overprotective dragon off. You didn’t want those foul smelling alphas to rub their scent off on your water bed or any of your nesting things. However you did agree that you did decide to carry one to many boxes as you struggled to balance them. Not only did you carry one to many they were also heavy. Most of them filled to the brim with crafting supplies and one of them carried your alphas very heavy cloak.

You remembered when you could carry all of this with ease. But as the years rolled by you let yourself to grow soft because were you used to to doing everything by yourself but after Bakugou died you had two alphas that mostly refused to let you to do heavy lifting.

Now here you were, struggling with heavy boxes, with no alphas. You felt like you kinda fucked yourself. What irked you more is that people were just watching you struggle.

You guessed you zoned out at the elevator as you tried to regain your balance so you could open it but you were brought back by it dinging. You sighed in relief as to the fact that you didn’t need to open them yourself.

You head a very familiar unnecessarily grouchy voice.

“Do you need help?” You didn't answer thinking that it was a) just your imagination and b) you were more focused on trying not to fall. You were so zoned in on not tipping that you didn’t realize that you let out a distressed scent and a panicked chirp when they started to lean too far back for your liking. Suddenly you didn’t have as many boxes and most of the weight was gone. You both rushed to get into the elevator as it had started to close. Once inside you looked up to properly thank the person who had helped you.

Your words caught in your throat as you saw a familiar face and eyes. Spiky blonde hair and glowing ruby red eyes greeted you in a resting scowl. You saw your alpha in all his jagged edges and soft line. His scent hit you like a truck and you had to take a deep breath and let out your shaky starter.

“Hi.”

The more you looked you noticed that he was obviously in a partial hero costume. You now realize that he was the Pro Ground Zero. You had never seen him before as you didn’t own a tv and your phone was strictly for calling Mina, Kirishima and business partners. But now as you stared at the duplicate of your alpha you felt your heart stopping all over again.

His scowl softened into a soft but cocky smile that had your heart doing flips.

“Hey Angel” he said flirtatiously.

“I don’t think we have met... I’m Y/N.” You said trying to calm your nerves and your howling omega. Strangely, the dragon was quiet.

“I am Katsuki Bakugou or Ground Zero. Whichever you prefer.” He said confidently.

You laughed.

“I think I will say with Bakugou.” His lips twitched in irritation. You smiled at him and shifted the box in your hand. “Thank you for helping me. what floor are you on?”

The playful glint returned to his eyes as he responded.

“6th floor. what about you?” You smiled brightly

“Same!” You tried to calmly talk to him for the rest of the ride and he helped you  take boxes to your apartment.

Bakugou absolutely refused to let you take up all of your boxes by yourself. He decided to help for the rest of the time. He had explained that he was moving himself. You tried to offer to help him as he helped you but he said that done and he was free.

He also helped you unpack and asked why you were by yourself.

“I would normally have help!” you said while you brought another box into the kitchen as he unpacked plates. “But Mina is picking up an extra patrol downtown and Kiri is covering a shift for a friend as they move!”

He stared at you for a moment.

“You know Mina and Kirishima?” You looked up from the box you were rummaging through confused.

“Yeah? Mina helps me pay for the shop I run and Kiri is my best friend.”

He snorts.

“That’s why he put up such a fight to cover my shift.”

“OH! So you are the person he is covering for?” Bakugou nods as he placed a mixer closer to the bottom than the top shelf where you had it. “Hey!” you protested.

“You could fall and break your neck.” He said in a no argument tone. A puff of frustrated steam came through your nose.

He nearly completely unpacked most of the boxes, except for your nesting items. As much as your omega was glad to see their alpha again they didn’t completely know this alpha.

Bakugou ended up dragging you to his apartment which was ironically right next to yours and fed you spicy curry. When you took the first bite you nearly cried.

Your mind was pushed back to centuries ago on the day after your marriage. you smelled something new and spicy when you woke up around noon. You remember your body being sore and you had your alpha sit behind you as you ate your fill. He had said he had refused to eat until you finished as it was tradition. You remember the warmth and the feeling of safety. You remember his asking if all human omegas were able to get pregnant. You remember replying yes. You remember his happy purrs lulling you to sleep as you felt full and content in the cave where his horde and your new nest laid.

You were brought back to a very panicked Bakugou. You waved him off.

“It’s not too spicy! I just haven’t had it in awhile.” You said in a choked voice and you proceeded to inhale the bowl and tried to wait for Bakugou to finish before asking for more. That didn’t end up happening as he refilled your bowl every time he noticed you staring at his pot of curry.

It was very late by the time you two had finished chatting and eating. Sometime you got a text from Mina and Kiri saying that they got home safe. They also sent a text saying they were both off and were able to help restock the store tomorrow. Bakugou had walked you to your apartment and made sure that you locked your doors. You fell asleep not needing to wrap yourself up in his cape. And for the first time in a long time. You didn’t have nightmares.

Bakugou was pissed that he hadn’t met this sweet omega earlier in his life. Normally omegas sweet scents gave him headaches but your honey coated earthy scent made his head spin. He gently took the soft blanket that you had wrapped yourself in as you two played chess. He might or might not have purposely turned down the thermostat so that you would need it. He was tempted to just put the blanket it the wash but when he got hit with another wave of your scent you closed your apartment door he decided to take it to his bed.

He tried to curl into his blankets without it, the blanket sitting at the end of his bed. But he ended up kicking off all of the blankets and curling into it in his sleep. He didn’t know why but he felt like you were hurt and he was the reason why. He also had the feeling that he knew you, but you two had never met before... Right?

Note

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For Your Protection/ Unexpected- Mitch Rapp

A/N: It's been about a year and a half after the incident in Italy, after Mitch saved the world from complete destruction. It's in danger again with Russia wanting to attack the U.S. President and his family. Mitch is assigned to protect the President's daughter and executing the Russian assassin going after the President and his family, however Mitch may be in over his head with the First Daughter who will do anything for a night of partying to cope with a secret her family has been hiding for years.

Warnings: depictions of smoking

Pairings: Mitch Rapp x OC!Violet Monroe (eventually) 

POV: Third Person

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Mitch was use to walking down this hallway. He did it at least once a week to get his new assignment whenever the old one was completed. His sneakers hitting the redwood floors towards Irene's office was a sound he knew all too well. He knocked on the big wooden doors leading into her office and waited to be welcomed in. He opened the door and seen both Hurley and Irene waiting for him. That was new, it was usually only Irene. This had to be a big deal if Hurley was there too.

"Take a seat, Mitch." Irene commanded, gesturing to the empty seat next to Hurley. 

He sits and waits for what's next. 

"We have learned that the Russian Prime Minister has planned an attack on the President and his family. The secret service has the President, his wife and son covered, but they need someone a little more...experienced, to protect his daughter." Irene informs him.

"And why is that?" Mitch asks, head leaning slightly to the side as he sat in a comfortable slouch, legs open in the padded arm chair facing her desk. 

"She doesn't sit still. Likes to run off and cause problems for the secret service agents and doesn't exactly do things that keep her father's reputation straight." She explained.

"Which is why I recommended you for the job, Rapp. Because you're just so good with people." Hurley added sarcastically, smirking at Mitch. 

"I'm guessing I can't say no, right?" Mitch asked, assuming correctly.

"No one would be more perfect for keeping her safe and under control than you, Mitch..." Irene insists "... She needs someone's who's tough and won't take shit, and that's you." She continues, pointing directly at him on the last word before sitting down in her big, black leather chair.

He sighs, pinches the bridge of his nose, then inhales sharply as he looks back at Irene. 

"What do I need to know about her?" He asks reluctantly.

She slides the file across the desk to him. "Violet Monroe. Age twenty-three. Youngest winner of Miss Teen U.S.A at the age of 13. Was Cheer Captain at Phillips Academy her senior year. Graduated from Stanford University top of her class with a Masters degree in Political Science. President of the Alpha Chi Omega sorority. She's the eldest of the Monroe children by seven years. Not only is she his only daughter, but she is her father's pride and joy." Irene informs him.

As she speaks, he's looking at her file and sees her photo, which looks like a social media profile picture, paperclipped to some pages. He's taken aback by how attractive she is, especially her crystal blue eyes. She had beautiful full lips, high, defined cheekbones, ivory skin that seemed damn near flawless. He had not seen a woman this beautiful in his eyes since Katrina…

Before he got too distracted, he closed the file and gave Irene his full attention. "Seems like she's her father's perfect angel. You sure you got the right person who does the partying?" 

"We're sure. She's just good at making herself seem otherwise." Irene insists.

"Don't let the pretty ones fool you, kid. You've certainly learned that by now." Hurley smirks at him again, making Mitch look his way. Irene looks at her watch, then to Mitch. "Get going, we have a car waiting for you to take you to the White House to get aquainted with the family before they send you and her off." 

Mitch pushes himself out of the chair by the armrests and heads towards door. As he reaches for the knob, Irene calls back to him, "Mitch…". He looks at her, waiting for her to speak again.

"Don't let her on social media either, she likes to tag her locations in her posts." She tells him.

He just nods and heads to the car outside waiting for him. 

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When he arrives to the White House, he's stopped by a guard at the entrance gate. 

"Name?" The guard asks.

"Mitch Rapp." Mitch answers. 

"State your business." The guard commands.

"I'm the new Bodyguard for the First Daughter." He informs.

The guard makes a dry chuckle, shaking his head as he types on his small computer. He waits a moment and gets a notification and turns back his attention to Mitch. "Good luck, kid. You're gonna need it." 

He pushes a button, a buzzer goes off and the gate opens for Mitch. He drives through and follows the directions of where a second guard leads him to. He parks where all the other black SUVs and a limousine are and is met by two secret service agents. One is a tall man with a buzzcut and the other is blonde with a military style haircut. The agent with the buzzcut speaks into the small microphone on his watch. 

He listens to his earpiece, then both agents lead him into the White House towards the Oval Office. The blonde agent with a military style haircut opens the door and announces Mitch's arrival. He steps to the side and let's Mitch inside with the buzzcut agent right behind him. He could see Violet sitting on the couch with her back turned towards him until her and the rest of the family look towards him when his entrance is announced.

There on the couch, facing the door was the President, who had medium length gray hair, crystal blue eyes and a tan that looks like he's lived on the beach his whole life. Next to him was his wife, Amelia who was a thin woman with long brown hair, fair skin, full lips and big, brown eyes. On his other side was his son, who looked like his father, but with green eyes. A kind looking family with kind smiles. All of them making Mitch feel very underdressed in his old jeans and black shirt with the sleeves pushed up just above his elbow. President Monroe gets up from the couch he was sitting on and offers his hand out to Mitch for a handshake. 

"Mr. Rapp." He greets.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. President." Mitch greets back. 

"Please, call me Richard." He insists with a friendly smile. "I appreciate the service you've done for us, Mitch. You are a true hero." He praises, resting a hand on Mitch's shoulder. 

"Just doing my job, sir." 

President Monroe turns to look back at his family and secret service staff, smiling and exclaims "Look at that. A hero and humble. You don't see that everyday!" He turns back to Mitch and squeezes his shoulder. 

"Mitch, let me introduce you to my beautiful family." He puts his arm over Mitch's shoulders and guides him towards where his family was standing and directs him towards the couch he was sitting on before Mitch arrived.

"This is my lovely wife, Amelia." He introduces. Mitch shakes her hand and she smiles kindly at him.

"My talented son, Elliot." Elliot stands and shakes Mitch's hand with his other hand in the pocket of his khakis.

He then turns Mitch towards the other couch, facing Violet. "And my gorgeous daughter, Violet." 

She stands up, she's much shorter than Mitch would've expected. She comes up to his chin with her heels on. Her photo in her file didn't do her justice. In his mind, she was even more beautiful in person. Her blue eyes looking even brighter, her skin looking softer than silk. Her curled, long light blonde hair shaping her face perfectly. 

She put out her hand with perfectly manicured candy red nails out to shake his with a sickenly sweet smile on her face. He shook her hand and half smiled at her. 

"Well, I won't take up any more of your time Mr. Rapp." Richard spoke up, clamping his hands together, making both Mitch and Violet look his way. 

"Amelia, Elliot, we must get going to Atlanta. Violet, we will meet you in New York once things blow over." He continues. 

Violet just nods. The secret service agents lead Mitch and Violet out of the white house with some of her Louis Vuitton luggage in hand and help Mitch load them into the trunk next to his old duffle bag that he takes on every trip. The agents leave, but not before telling him good luck and both snickering. Mitch rolls his eyes and opens the passenger door for her. She smiles at him, then hops in gracefully as she holds her nude shoulder bag close to her body. He closes the door and rushes over to the driver side. 

He starts up the car and leaves the White House property. Once they're a good distance from the White House, she finally speaks up. "Are we out of view of the White House now?" 

He checks his rear view mirror, then answers without looking directly at her, still facing forward. "Yes ma'am." 

She lets out a sigh of relief and takes off her lace front wig, surprising Mitch with a head of long, mint green hair and making him do a double take. She kicks off her nude four inch heels and takes off the jacket of her black and gray tweed skirt suit, unties the bow on the collar of her blouse and unfastens the first few buttons, exposing a bit of her chest tattoo. She pulls the hairtie out of her hair and runs her fingers through her hair a few times then rolls down her window and flips open the flap on her purse and pulls out a pack of American Spirit cigarettes and a gold Zippo lighter.

She puts a cigerette to her lips and lights it. She takes a long drag and leans her head back as she blows it out, flicking the ashes out the window. He just looks at her with a raised eyebrow. She looks back at him, not understanding why he's even staring. 

"What?" She asks with a shrug. 

He quickly turns his attention back to the road and just shakes his head.

"Just didn't expect that is all." He answered.

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Tempest Oblivion

part 3

Warnings: smut, rough smut, degrading language, alpha omega dynamics, knotting, mating, heat, rutting

A/N: I'm sorry if it's crap I've had a really shity day but I did my best I hope you guys enjoy it let me know what you think

All Y/N can do is whine, gripping the bedsheets and crying out for Harry. She needs him. Badly. He has to come back to her. 

Her fingers twist, shredding the sheets as she howls, body arching and writhing in the midst of her heat. She can’t do this. She isn’t strong enough. She feels like she’s going to die. But then she smells it, the overwhelming aroma of an alpha, she whimpers, relaxing slightly and opening her eyes to see Harry coming into the room, his head down. He shuts and locks the door.

“Harry-” she chokes out. He comes to her, crawling onto the bed and nestling himself between her legs, he leans over. “Harry it hurts….” she cries. He noses her, licking softly at the skin of her neck. This is it. He’s going to give himself over to her. 

“I know Love….This Is my fault, I pushed you.” he looks into her eyes, seeing the fever and the longing there. He can feel his own knot growing, his alpha taking over, he growls. “My little omega,” she shivers, moaning as his alpha speaks to her. “So needy for your alpha.” 

“Harry...please,” she begs again. He kisses her cheek, shushing her. If Niall is to be believed this could help her very much in becoming the full wolf she was meant to be. It was worth it. 

“I…” he looks at her with guilt. “I can’t be gentle.” 

“I don’t want you to be.” he’s surprised, not expecting her to say that, but it only makes his own arousal grow.

“Look at you.” His eyes dragged down her shaking body. “Shaking and moaning for your Alpha. Tsk. Tsk. My dirty little omega, you want me to split you open and fill you with my seed.” she gasps as he yanks her into a sitting position. He reached down, grabbing her breast through the fabric of her dress roughly. He’s no longer Harry, his wolf spirit completely taking control and she loves it. “You want me to breed you with my offspring don’t you? Fuck you with your belly big and tits full of milk.” He licks his lips, moaning at the mental image.His dominance calling to something deep within her. Calling her to submit.

“Please Alpha….” she’s not sure what she’s begging for now. But she needs him.

“I’m gonna knot you...Then I’m going to claim you.” he says, his eyes glowing brilliantly. “Can I?” she nods furiously. Harry makes quick work of the little clothes she’s still left in, having clawed her clothes off in a frenzy the best she could. He cups her breasts in his hands, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. “Yeah…” he moans, eyes rolling. “You’ll be fucking amazing when you’re carrying my pups.” he grabs her hips, flipping her over onto her stomach. She gives a small yelp when he places a light slap to her ass. 

She can hear him fumbling with his jeans, she goes to prop herself on her elbows when he grabs the back of her neck, forcing her back down on the bed. “Don’t move.” he growls again. She does as she’s told, listening to him take his clothes off. 

She sighs when she feels his hand slide up the side of her leg. Hs touch gentle, but only for a moment because he quickly grabs her thighs pushing her legs apart and opening her ass cheeks to look at her core.

“Jesus Christ you're dripping wet,”  he moans again, licking his lips as he looks at the juices flowing out of her and down her legs, the wolf in him is losing control he does his best to not just force himself inside of her. He wants to taste her but he knows the boom time for that right now he has to give her what she needs and what she needs is him, all of him.

He grabs himself, positioning himself at her entrance and begins to rub his dick against her heat, she moans pushing back against him only for him to push his hand down against her back forcing her down.

“don't move,'' he says “I don't want to lose control and I don't want to hurt you.” Slowly he lets himself slide in between her wet. Pushing and slowly and gently he hisses as she wraps around his cock warming him and sucking him up with her sweet juices.his knot growing harder with every passing moment. when he's fully seated inside of her he sits for a moment letting her adjust to his size. She breathes deeply, finally feeling full and sated, but there’s still more that she needs from him.

“Harry.” She whimpers pushing back against him again and Harry finally starts to move, gripping her ass in his hands as he pushes himself in and out of her. He starts off at a slow pace but eventually starts to pick up as she squeezes around him,  his knot becoming bigger with every thrust.

“Jesus, fuck you feel so good.” he growls. He leans over her, wrapping his arms beneath her shoulders and holding her tightly to him, sprawled out on her back. He threads their fingers together, sucking softly at the spot on her neck he’s going to claim. 

“Alpha, Alpha, Alpha,” Y/N can’t think, her mind blank and empty, save for the feeling of Harry thrusting into her roughly. He stretches her out, filling her up deliciously. Her body arches, trying to match the pace he’s set as he sucks and nibble on her neck.

“So fucking tight...god….the best pussy. You have the best pussy….gonna fuck you everyday my little omga...you’re mine. You’re fucking mine.” His  possessiveness turns her on even more heat poolling in her belly as the coil of arousal begins to tighten, she can feel yourself becoming closer to release and she grabs his hand tightly.

“Harry….” she whines, she’s so close. 

“Shh. Don't talk Angel'' He commands her grunting as his thrusts become sloppier and his knot becoming thicker. It's harder for him to pull out and push back when he's close. “Going to have you fucking waddling, walking around belly full of my pups. tits dripping milk, I'll lick it all up. I can't wait for it. I can't fucking wait for it. I won't be able to keep myself off of you, going to mount you in front of everybody and let them know that you're mine.” that does it. 

The coil in her belly snaps and she screams ,body arching up against his as she comes. her mind goes white, heat pouring through her body as she writhes and squirms beneath him. faintly she hears a roar as Harry shoves himself all the way into her as deep as he can go, releasing his seed into her and locking himself inside of her, he bites down on her neck hard, causing her tos scream again and It Spurs another orgasm. her legs shake ,toes digging into the bed  as she rides out her second orgasm with him.

She is his.

when Harry can see straight again he gently pulls himself off of her as best as he can fold and onto his side and bringing her with him he wraps his arms around her hugging her from behind and lapping at the tender and soft mark on her neck, he places gentle kisses over it. 

“Thank you Harry.” she whispers, he can hear the exhaustion in her voice. 

“Hush mate. I’m here. Get some rest for now yeah? I’m not done with you yet.”

They fuck for 4 days straight. it's hard to have an actual conversation because the bounce-back time is so quick. At first Y/N didn't feel anything nothing more than the ache of needing her Alpha but after the sixth or seventh time they have sex she started to feel a power something inside of her was stirring she wasn't sure if it was her wolf but she hope that it was maybe it was responding to Harry. 

News spread fast that the Alpha had been claimed. that he'd found a mate. a lot of the females weren't happy with Y/N and she shut herself away, hiding from them. she didn't want them to hate her. She knew she was a newcomer and that this wasn't her pack and that she had a lot to learn. but it seemed that nobody was going to be willing to give her a chance they hated her for the simple fact that Harry chose her.

“They’ll come around. You’ll see.” Gigi reassured her on one of her visits with her friend. She didn’t see much of Harry, he was still trying to find her pack and being the leader of his own pack he had pack issues to deal with as well. Y/N shrugged. 

“I hope so.” A Knock on the door interrupted them, Gigi got up and went over to the door, leaving Y/N in the kitchen sipping on her tea and waiting for her friend to return. When Gigi did she looked grave a letter open in our hands and she gave her a curious look.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N asked, coming over to look at the letter in her friend’s hand. 

“It’s Camille…” Camille. A beautiful blonde who worked closely with Harry and never seemed to know her place when it came to him. "She's challenging you." Gigi held the note in her hand looking up to meet Y/N's confused eyes with concerned ones.

"Challenging me? For what?"

"Your mate. She doesn't think you're fit. She wants Harry as her mate." Y/N scoffed in astonishment.

"So what I'm supposed to fight her? Harry only mated me to help me-"

"You know that's not true. Harry mated you because he wanted to. Your wolf called to him just as badly as his called to you...mating is for life. In most cases. He wouldn't have done it if he didn't care." Y/N took a step back shaking her head.

"My wolf isn't strong enough....I can't." Gigi smiled bitterly.

"You don't have a choice. If you don't accept you forfiet. You lose. And she could banish you. You'd be right back where you started." Gigi placed a gentle hand on her friend's shoulder. "You'd be surprised what an omega can do when her mate is threatened.....I believe in you."

Harry placed angrily, a low growl rumbling from his chest. He was beyond angry.

"You had no business staking claim to me." He glared at Camille. She stood with her head high, arms crossed her chest.

"That's not for you to decide. I challenged Y/N, not you." Harry roared, knocking his desk over, items spilling to the ground. Camille didn't flinch. Instead she rushed forward, grabbing Harry's arm.

"H...you're always trying to be noble. To do the right thing...but this time you got your priorities real mixed up....I have been devoted to you. I deserve you. And you could not expect me to not fall in love with you when you were there for every heat and I pleased you through every rut." She blinked back tears. "And then she comes waltzing in here like she's somebody and you mated her." Her grip tightened. Eyes narrowed. "I'm going to break the bond. I'm going to prove to you that I am worthy of you. And once I destroy her wolf....maybe then you'll see that I'm the one you need-" Harry yanked away from her in disgust. He ran his hand through his hair.

"Get out." He whispered. He had to find some way to protect her he couldn't let Camille destroy her not when he was so close to finding out the truth about her. Camille left without another word in Harry sat down at his desk his head in his hands,he groaned in frustration.

There was only one thing he knew for sure and that was that Y/N was his mate now and nobody was going to challenge that not on his watch.

[writtingrose]

Kinktober; Day One

SUMMARY; Spanking with Drew

WARNINGS; sexual content dom/Sub relationship

REQUESTED BY; @onewinged-omega

BETA’D BY; @hungmanhorsecarriage

WORD COUNT; 1,481

*All gif credits to the original maker. I will tag them when I know but I was unsure about this one*

Y/N couldn’t hide the way her eyes lit up at the sound of a whip. When her friend suggested the club she had called her crazy. Y/N didn’t belong there. Yet, as the whip once again flew through the air followed by loud moans, she couldn’t deny the moisture between her legs.

Across the room, Drew couldn’t help but watch her and the way her doe eyes swept the room. He could spot a ‘newbie’ easily and she was as new as new as he’s ever seen. That wasn’t a good thing either. He needed to act quickly, before the others ate her up.

She could feel a million pairs of eyes on her, but hers were on him. He was tall, the kind of tall that demanded attention, and his shoulders were broad. If she was being honest, he dominated the room easily. The kind of man you had wet dreams about.

A snarl ripped from his throat as another dom approached her. His eyes followed, watching both the dom and her body language like a lion stalking his prey. When her body language shifted he advanced, crossing the room with large strides.

“You look scared, lass.” He smiled down at her, thumb lifting her chin until she was looking in his eyes.

“Nervous, sir.” Y/N licked her lips and gave him a small smile. “Excited to be here, but nervous.”

Drew chuckled as he turned to the older man. “I’ll take it from here, Fergal.”

The older man huffed gently, a sign of his annoyance as he walked away, leaving them alone. Drew smiles as he turns his attention back to her, holding his arm out.

“Come with me, little one. Let me show you how exciting it can be.”

She hesitated, her nerves almost getting the best of her before she looped their arms.

“I’m ready to learn, sir.”

Drew held a growl and he gently led her towards the back of the club, away from prying eyes. When they had reached a dark door he stopped and turned to her, his face suddenly serious.

“We’re going to use the basics, okay?” He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “Red for stop, green for good, and yellow when it’s getting too intense. Okay?”

Y/N swallowed and nodded before remembering she had to verbally answer.

“Yes, sir.”

Drew licked his lips and pushed the door open, holding it for her to step in.

“I know it’s a lot, little one. But we’re only interested in the bed and possibly the whip.”

She flinched and bit her lip as she walked inside. While the thought of the whip excited her, she wasn't quite sure she was up to trying it. Though, Drew was a dom, and she trusted him not to do anything she wasn’t ready for.

Making her way into the room she took a small look around, suddenly timid. The room held various contraptions, most used to restrain who ever was on them and they were a little daunting. Drew stepped up behind her and rested his hand on the small of her back, reassuring her.

“You say the word, and this all stops, little one. No questions asked.” He urged her further into the room. “I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want too.”

Y/N took a deep breath before walking further into the room, towards the large four poster bed dominating the room. Reaching it, she ran her hand over the red silk sheets.

“Where and how would you like me, sir?”

This time, Drew didn’t hold back the growl as he stepped towards the closet, tucked away in a corner.

“Strip down to just your panties for me then fold your clothes neatly. You’ll set them on the chair beside the bed.” Opening the closet he reached inside and pulled a whip from the shelf. “Once you’ve done that I want you on your hands and knees on the bed.”

Y/N bit her lip as she began undressing and folding the garments. Once done, she set them on the chair and crawled onto the bed. Her knees shook as she did, A small whimper falling from her lips.

Drew smiled as he moved to stand behind her, setting the whip beside her.

“I saw the way your eyes sparkled out there. I’m not going to hit you with the whip today but I am going to spank you with my hand. If you’re a good girl while I do, you will be allowed to cum. Do you understand?”

She shuddered as she nodded, swallowing down her fears before answering.

“I understand, sir. I’ll do my best to stay still for you.”

Drew growled before resting his hands on the globes of her ass, kneading the skin softly.

“You’ve been such an obedient girl so far. That makes sir very happy.”

Lifting his left hand a few inches from her ass, he lets it fall back down; the sound echoing in the room as she tenses. Y/N bites her lip body tensing for a moment as she tries to separate the pleasure from the pain.

“Little one?” He questioned, rubbing the skin to sooth the burn. “For this to work I need to know the color.

“G-green, sir.” She let out the breath she’d been holding. “I just needed a second to separate emotions.”

Drew nodded, understanding what she meant.

“As you experience more, your limits will change. Just because your partner might want to give you more does not mean you have to take it. Any respectable dom will tell you that.”

He didn’t give her a chance to respond before his hand, once again, fell onto her skin. Y/N gasped gently and moaned as the tingles quickly spread. Taking that as a good sign, he did it again, hands falling in rapid succession as her flesh blossomed into a deep red shade.

Y/N began to whimper gently, the evidence of her enjoyment running down her thigh as she struggled to stay in position. Drew licked his lips, adjusting the bulge in his trousers before running his hand up her thigh. He ghosted it over her entrance as he licked his lips.

“You did so good for sir, princess. Think you deserve a reward.” He slipped a finger inside her, keeping it still as he watched her struggle not to move.

“Please, sir.” She licked her lips as her hands fisted into the sheet. “Please, I need more.”

Who was he to deny her?

Drew growled, the same animalistic growl he had held back earlier before he thrust his finger into her, curling it up. He brought his other hand down, landing a harsh smack as she arched and cried out.

Pleasure courses through her body as the bundle of nerves between her thighs began to tingle. She bit her lip as her eyes filled with tears at the intensity of it.

“Such a tight little cunt, Princess.” Drew groaned as he curled his fingers into her gspot, hand once again falling harshly onto her reddened ass. “I bet you already want to cum for me, don’t you, slut?”

Y/N gasped as the derogatory term and nodded as she pulses around his fingers. “Fuck, I want to cum, sir. Please, can I?”

Drew thought for a minute. His fingers still assaulted that spot inside her, driving her closer and closer as he took his sweet time to respond. It was fine, he knew she would wait as long as he wanted.

Finally, much to her relieve he growled out a single command, her body coming alive as she squirt around his fingers, crying out loudly at the sweet release.

“Cum.”

She laid against the sheets, spent and sated. He chest rose and fell with each rapid breath She took, Drew rubbing her aching ass as he withdrew his soaked fingers.

“When you’re mine, I’ll slide my cock deep inside you instead. Spank you’re pretty little ass until it’s red and aching for me again with my cock buried inside you. For now though, little one, you’ve had enough for the day.”

He moves to the stand beside the bed, opening the drawer and pulling out a small bottle of lotion. Pumping a little into his hands, he rubbed it over her tender flesh.

“Let this set a minute, little one. Then we can talk about the future, should you wish to pursue one.”

He hoped she did, hoped she wanted him as much as he had wanted her from the moment he laid eyes on her.

Y/N smiled as she rested against the sheets a moment longer before rolling over. Making a bold move, she placed her hand on his bulging erection and squeezed, her eyes lifting to meet his.

“I would love a future, sir.”

Hey guys! I’m so excited to be back and just as excited about Kinktober! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please, leave feedback.

Much love, Rose xx

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