#a synced cycle between an alpha and omega is 100% going to end in a pregnancy

[lesservillain]

i saw that fic icks post from you and was a bit confused about that pill/condom was an ick? isn't it normal to mention that lmao or do you mean in an established relationship bc ya'll already know your way of protection so there is no need to bring it up?

I want to preface this by saying that these icks are not one that take me out of a fic in the same way a daddy kink does. I have written these in my own fics before because they are plot devices. If you write these things I’m not saying your fic is bad!

Now, for me personally I can boil it down to three things.

Firstly, I feel like bringing up either is written very clunky and in my opinion disrupts the flow of the fic. I don’t want things to be getting hot and heavy, then have everything pause just for a condom to be brought up. Just let them fuck!

Secondly, also don’t really think either is necessary in terms of fiction because I am deciding what happens in this story. If someone is going to get pregnant it’s my choice as a writer.

Finally…I have a breeding kink and most of what I write/choose to consume tends to be influenced by that so those two things are just like not in my radar. I understand that having a breeding kink and actually wanting to be pregnant are two different things, but in terms of fiction I lean towards stories where a child may be part of the story for the two characters involved (if you couldn’t already tell by what I’ve been writing)

Again, I’m not saying contraceptives can’t be brought up. I think that they can be really important to a story depending on what you’re trying to convey, but in the moment I’m not a fan.

[russilton]

thank you for gifting us the omega verse new snippet! story is getting more and more intriguing, pleeease give us more whenever you feel like it! As an addendum, do you think when George gets his out of sync heat (or maybe in a former heat?) could be approached/harassed by older alphas from other teams thirsting after him (this horrible idea is thanks to N&wey feeling George's side up on the podium), and Lewis maybe has to intervene/step in? anyway, waiting also for any RB au news lol.

Hello I am finally back to answer this ask haha

And guess what, George getting felt up by Red Bull staff is not a unique 2022 experience!

I get the urge to cup his waist guys but you have to ASK before you Princess code a guy. You should really start by staring affectionately into his eyes as you fist bump him.

Anyway, 2021 A/b/o AU returns, because I don’t have time to write it currently but I do have time to ramble about it so I have to put ideas on my timeline

2021 a/b/o au spoilers below the cut. 3.5k of them. You’ve been warned

Anyway, since this post had me looking for photos of George and Lewis, and thus came across the above image, of George once again being fondled by redbull staff, I am going to delve into the 2021 a/b/o au (working title: Bonds and Blinding Lights), scent bonds, how they affect hormone cycles, alphas wrestling and the 2021 Belgium Grand Prix. The race that was, but wasn’t but also kind of was.

Anyway, since this post had me looking for photos of George and Lewis, and thus came across the above image, of George once again being fondled by redbull staff, I am going to delve into the 2021 a/b/o au (working title: Bonds and Blinding Lights), scent bonds, how they affect hormone cycles, alphas wrestling and the 2021 Belgium Grand Prix. The race that was, but wasn’t but also kind of was.

So, let’s get started, first of all, we all know how silverstone works out (I talked about it here) but what I didn’t really go into is how it triggers a pre rut for Lewis. Why? Well George and Lewis are “scent bonded”. In the context of this au what that means is that George and Lewis give off scents that the other can smell strongest, because they are highly compatible. This is of course why Lewis manages to scent George in his car even after a week between him last touching it, and through his stuffed up weak covid nose.

Scent bonds are a pretty big thing in this au. Everyone comes with a unique scent, it’s not dissimilar to a changing fingerprint, the scent you have as an adult will depend on your likes, your personality, your designation etc. For instance, George is primarily Coffee, Salad leaves and Citrus. Lewis is coconut, breakfast tea and almonds. Valtteri is Gin, Espresso and Oats. Not everyone is as strong as others, but alphas and omegas tend to end up with stronger scents, whereas beta scents are often less complex but more broadly appealing. It’s also not a universal experience to smell everyone around you. It requires some level of proximity, and bonds will grow and weaken scents. For example, in his garage Lewis can’t differentiate the scent of every person there, because he’s not close with many of them. But he can smell Bono from a distance, because Bono falls into his smaller informal “pack”. Scent compatibility also exists.

It Functions a bit like soulmatism lite. Generally, scent bonds exist to guide compatible partners together. It’s not 100%, a person may have multiple potential scent bond partners, and since scents change with a person, someone you may not have been drawn strongly to before, you now will. It’s not a strictly alpha and omega thing either. Toto and Susie are a scent bonded (and then mated) alpha/alpha couple. James V and Bono are Beta/Omega but also scent bonded (then mated). The more compatible someone is, the stronger they smell, platonic and familial bonds all exist in this too, but they can be summarised a lot easier because it’s less complex and more about finding comfort in someone else. Lewis and Valtteri have 0 romantic or sexual draw to each other, but they have a low platonic level of bond. It basically just means Lewis and Val tend to go to each other for a bit of comfort. It’s very brotherly.

We’ll come back to that later, the reason it gets brought up is scent compatibility can have a heavy effect on cycles. Rut and heat cycles are a given part of life in an a/b/o au, generally spread out over every few months, Both Alphas and Omegas experience cycles. Betas don’t, but can end up feeling the urge to herd and manage their packs when mates or others around them are having cycles. For example, while George isn’t mated, when he goes through his heats, his teammate Nicky tends to feel the urge to check on him and stick by his side when he returns to the track, because he’s a beta. There are some differences between cycles, Omega heats are more regular but tend to be unavoidable and can have an effect on any unmated folk around them attracted to omegas. Alpha ruts don’t have the same kind of pungent effect on others, aren’t as regular, and can be delayed. But the more they’re delayed, the worse they’ll be.

Both ruts and heats tend to be lighter and easier if spent with someone else; especially a mated partner. A heat might only last a couple days for a mated omega, for an unmated one it could last a week or longer. Ruts can go for even longer, Lewis has an awful habit of delaying his ruts; and since he isn’t mated, they can last around a week and a half. After silverstone? His Rut lasts two and a half weeks. It’s brutal. Why is it so bad? Well because Lewis has George now.

When people end up finding compatible scent bonds, it’s often common for their cycles to begin syncing. Evolutionarily It makes sense, it drives compatible people together, encouraging mating bonds between compatible partners. Which is all nice and such, but it also makes their ruts and heats more intense and lengthy. Much the way a period is the bodies way of punishing uterus Owners for not being pregnant, an intense heat or rut is the hormonal way of saying ‘hey, this is what you get for not spending me with that other person’

So, Silverstone rolls around, at this point Lewis knows he’s scent bonded with George, and George has just gone through a heat. He shows up flushed and tired looking, and Lewis wants to do so many things to him it makes his head spin. He can smell George right through his scent patch. He doesn’t even realise he’s tipping into pre-rut until after his clash with Max. He manages to hold off till after Hungary, it takes a metric fuck tonne of supressant patches and nose plugs he hates, but he gets there. Hungary itself is slightly brutal for Lewis; he wants nothing more than to bundle George up proud and protective after George scores his first points at Williams. Instead he stays busy and slightly distant, never enough to make George feel ignored, but the poor guy just assumes Lewis has a lot going on and doesn’t have time for him.

It’s worth noting George doesn’t really know how Lewis feels about him. Lewis is hyper-conscious about not making George feel pressured or uncomfortable about the scent bond. After all, Lewis hasn’t been with anyone in years, he’s kinda like a stumbling teenager. He thinks it’ll be best to let George come to him. This solid plan would work if George knew he and Lewis even had a scent bond. Bless him, George doesn’t have the strongest nose, and while he can smell Lewis very strongly, he just chalks it up to hero worship, his mind drawing him to Lewis because he thinks Lewis is such an impressive person. They’re both oblivious idiots

Then comes the summer break, where Lewis has a very bad not fun time. His body wants George, and he held it off, and he’s alone. He basically spends 2 weeks feverish, miserable, and getting hard at the slightest breeze. At least Roscoe gets plenty of cuddles because Lewis can’t leave his flat. It wears off just before the end of the break, but Lewis gets stuck in a longer post rut than he’s used to. Post rut just kinda makes alphas protective and possessive over their pack. Lewis still has all his cognitive function when he rocks up to spa, he just feels a little more impulsively about making sure Bono is wearing a coat in the rain, that Angela isn’t too close to any of the Redbull engineers, and he even gets caught rumbling under his breath when he sees Valtteri talking with Daniel outside their garage. Val catches him doing that last one and raises an eyebrow at him. He’ll tease Lewis for being prickly over him, an alpha, hanging around a beta, but Lewis will remind him that in val’s own post ruts he makes coffee for anyone who doesn’t stop him.

It doesn’t help Lewis that it pours in spa all weekend. Scent suppressants tend to almost always come in the form of adhesive patches for the F1 paddock. As athletes most of the drivers won’t touch the pill forms, because of the side effects. But as with most skin safe temporary glues, they tend to wear off when wet. And spa is _incredibly_ wet. It drives Lewis a little harder and higher into the impulsive emotions of post rut. George is around their hospitality a lot, thrumming with happy emotions and smelling sweeter than ever as they celebrate signing him for the 2022 season. Lewis would never want to ask him to leave, he’s honestly happy George got the seat. Lewis adores valtteri beyond measure, but they’d both talked it over at the start of the season with Toto. The pressure of performing beside Lewis is taking a toll on his races, and Toto needs a seat for George. He can’t make him stay at Williams. On top of it all they have the new regulations coming in, they want to be able to build the car around Lewis and his teammate. Val deserves to be a first seat driver and he won’t get that at Merc, but what he will get is the chance to have a car tailored to him at Alfa Romeo. So, they watch George’s performances through the start of the season, and Val gives the final go-ahead in the summer break.

But all the rain and loose suppressant patches are making Lewis feel itchy and hormonal, so he ends up doing something he hasn’t in a while, and asks Val to wrestle with him. Omegas have nesting instincts to help settle emotions, betas have hearding, alphas? Alphas can wrestle. It’s a long holdover from times where alphas competed for mates, showing dominance and strength to compatible omegas and betas, but in the modern age it’s more like when puppies play fight with littermates. Or for some alpha/alpha couples, foreplay.

For Lewis and Val it’s stress relief. Val is Lewis’ platonic best friend. He’s always believed strongly in supportive friendships between alphas and Val fits that perfectly. They support each other, tease each other, and talk each other down from starting fights. He’d probably call Val like his non family brother. He’s right in the circle of Lewis’ personal pack with Bono, both james,Toto, susie, Angela, Michael, riki, shov and a few more. People Lewis goes to for comfort on the grid. When his rumbly, grumpy emotions are running high, he asks Val to wrestle, and they find an unused pack lounge to tackle each other and fight. It’s never really very serious, all laughter and trying to get one up on each other before one pins the other, and they collapse into a cuddle pile and talk it out or just soak up some quality time. Lewis normally pins Val, he’s bigger and quicker on his feet, but it doesn’t really matter who wins.

Except for the sauna incident. Val won that. Lewis won’t talk about the sauna incident if asked. Val quite happily will.

So after fp2 when Lewis is feeling itchy about all the smells and adrenaline from driving? Wrestle time. A free minute after FP3 before quali? Wrestle time.

When George preforms his incredible qualifying at sets p2, Lewis is so fucking proud he wants to burst, he doesn’t care at all that George beat him. But George clasps his hand and grins at him when Lewis goes to congratulate him, and Lewis is hit with strong coffee, sweet summer citrus, and freshly washed salad greens. George’s patch had worn off with sweat and rain, Lewis’ barely hanging on, and his excitement over his performance made him smell irresistible. Lewis barely manages to tell him how impressed he is and make it through his interviews before he almost tackles Valtteri back at their motorhomes. His body is flush with the need to pin George to a wall and scent him, to not let anyone touch him, and the post rut makes his skin itch. Val knows the drill, though this is the most intense he’s seen Lewis since silverstone. He even ends up pinning him, Lewis so distracted and off kilter he doesn’t see Val readying to sweep his legs. It helps, and they end up sat against a wall with vals arm wound round Lewis’ shoulder so they can press their temples together and rumble comfortingly.

Val knows about Lewis and George, and had pried it out of Lewis after last season ended. He thinks Lewis is a bit of an idiot and should just talk to George, but Dan and Tiffany have both told him to let Lewis work it out on his own. Fuckin Australians. Instead he just holds Lewis close and rumbles with him till Lewis’ shoulder relax. Val then jokes that Lewis is going to have to learn to talk about his feelings next year when George is his teammate, and he won’t have Val around to talk to. Lewis grumbles that Val is just going to Alfa; he's not leaving the paddock. Val says he won’t be in the Merc pack tho will he.

Then Lewis is wrapping an arm tight round his waist and tugging Val into a tighter hug and rumble growling right against his temple. He tells Val he doesn’t get to leave the team and the pack. Val is Lewis’ pack until one of them stops breathing. Or if he joins Redbull. Val fakes a gag. Lewis presses their foreheads together and tells him he doesn’t stop being pack when he leaves, fuck you.

It gets them both back to something nice and level, and Lewis feels ready to go back to his room and sleep till it’s time to race and he can blow off hormones with adrenaline in his favourite way possible.

Then the race doesn’t happen. Which he kind of hates. He hates that they fucked up organising so badly that people had to sit for hours to watch them get soaked. Hates the pantomime of the laps to get them to half points, especially since he has to sit in freezing rain to do it, just long enough to feel bone cold and his patch peels right off. But then he’s pulling into third and he remembers that this is George’s first podium, and he feels bittersweet sadness and pride that he didn’t get to fight George, but he has the honour of sharing the celebration with him.

He tries to show George how proud he is with his eyes, grins behind his mask as they bump fists and he watches George climb up to his place on second. He lets George’s happy scent wash away any pain of the rain, though it’s interrupted when max joins them.

Lewis and Max have never got on, especially so after silverstone. The other alpha smells sour and terrible to Lewis. He doesn’t know how Max smells to others, rivalry and dislike tend to sour smells, like the reverse of what he has with George’s compatibility, Max smells incompatible, his body trying to push him away. His nose wrinkles behind his mask as he sets his jaw and tries to instead focus on George, searching for citrus past the acrid unpalatable smell from Max. Then comes the redbull constructor, and that pisses Lewis off.

(Fun fact, a two minute google search didn’t tell me who the guy on the podium is, and so I don’t care. Anything I say here has nothing to do with the real guy, cause I don’t know who he is)

The staff member is an Alpha, and Lewis can smell him so strongly he knows he’s not wearing a patch. His damp hair says he probably was out in the rain, but that’s no excuse, Red Bull should have picked fucking anyone else. They have a garage full of dry, patch intact staff, or at least they could have sent a fuckin beta. It makes his hackles rise at the idea they cared so little about the comfort of omegas and betas around the podium they send someone up without thinking of it. Fuck it, Lewis can just get through this, toast with George, and then he doesn’t have to think till zandvoort. They get through the anthems, catching George with the spray of champagne and hearing his laughter makes him feel lighter; then he’s being gestured up for the photo.

Lewis clasps his hands behind his back. He’s not touching max, he can’t make himself do it post rut. Max doesn’t seem to care. Good. Fine. But then Lewis is hit with acid, burnt coffee and vinegar. Distress and discomfort. George

His head whips over and the red bull staff alphas hand is peaking round George’s ribs and slipping down to squeeze his waist. He clearly didn’t ask, George’s eyes look pinched tight and uncomfortable above his mask. Lewis can smell it too, he’s trying his best not to react but Lewis can smell it so strongly. It burns his nose and makes his shoulders stiffen. How fucking dare he, he’s touching George without his permission. Lewis is livid, it seems even max can smell it as he raises an alarmed eyebrow and steps back before Lewis storms over to put himself between the alpha and George.

Luckily for that alpha he lets go as Lewis moves and Lewis can slip between them, wrap an arm over George’s shoulder and look to the cameras like he’s just congratulating his team's junior. Even in anger Lewis is careful not to make it an event that may make George feel worse, just carefully gets between them and guides George to safety. George seems grateful for it, leaning into Lewis and going with him without a fight.

Lewis doesn’t stop till he’s lead George off the podium, down a hallway and into an empty room. He’s moving on instinct, alpha hormones telling him he needs to get rid of the smell, get George somewhere safe. He finally stops when the door clicks shut behind them and his brain comes back online. He realises he’d touched George without asking too, and he drops his arm immediately, so worried he hadn’t done any better than that Redbull alpha. But George smells sweet again, back to normal, with a hint of grateful as he turns to look at Lewis with a smile.

Lewis panics a little, tries to apologise but George cuts him off and tells him he’s glad Lewis did it, he was feeling horribly uncomfortable and Lewis looked like he scared the shit out of max, which they both giggle at and Lewis relaxes finally. And he can tell George how proud he is.

George looks shocked frankly, and admits he thought Lewis might have been mad he didn’t get the points to get past Max and that’s why he avoided him yesterday. He doesn’t know how utterly amazed Lewis is? It’s at that point Lewis finally realises he should probably tell George that he’s not avoiding him out of anger, just so he doesn’t make George uncomfortable.

He doesn’t include all the details, George doesn’t need to know how he feels, but he does tell him that he’s been struggling with a post rut come down, and just didn’t want to accidentally go too far with George when he’s been feeling touchy and possessive.

Even now he’s shaking slightly, his body coming down from the rush of protectiveness, he still wants to touch George, he’s going to have to bowl Val over when he gets back to Merc just to work off the energy. George spots that and offers a hug, he knows that alphas can sometimes need contact specifically from omegas after their ruts, another evolutionary thing, and well, George could kinda use it too.

Lewis probably shouldn’t accept, but he does, then George is tucked into his arms, both in still soaked suits and hats, masks tugged down over their chins, but it’s perfect. He keeps his arms around George’s back, tight but respectful, and tucks his head into George’s neck when George does the same. Up Close his scent is overwhelming, but so so good. Lewis feels calmer than he has in weeks, finally settled. He’s rumbling before he can stop himself, and George responds with a purr he wants to record so he can hear it whenever he’s alone. It’s wonderful. When they part he feels relaxed and happy, and George looks warm and bright too. They don’t talk about it, but he gives George a shoulder squeeze and tells him they need to head to their interviews.

When he gets back to Merc after, Val teases him for the podium behaviour, his best friend able to tell what had happened, but he also offers to keep an eye on George when Lewis can’t. Lewis shoves him but admits it would help. Val always has his back

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There you go, a metric fuck tone of bonds and blinding lights notes. Now have a look at these photos of Val and Lewis Brotp and protective brother in law Val