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#daughter of omega and alpha#devil may cry#devil may cry oc#oc#dmc5#dmc nero#vergil#dmc dante#dante sparda#vergil sparda#dante#nero sparda#garlet sparda
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You and the two guys who almost destroyed the world but are chill now and married again
#guys what can I tell you#I love them#hardenshipping#and their non adopted nor biological daughter May#every few months Iâm back in my obsession with these two idiots and may#pokemon#Pkmn#oras#pokemon oras#pokemon rse#rse#omega ruby#alpha sapphire#team magma#team aqua#magma leader maxie#aqua leader archie#Maxie#Archie#May#Pokemon Maxie#Pokemon Archie#Pokemon May#my art
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There was a line somewhere between wanting to court a handsome omega and keeping everything professional. Eddie wasn't always good at following the rules.
Eddie got a German Shepherd and brought it to Steve Harringtonâan expert in teaching dogs mannersâthrough Chrissy's recommendation.
After some talking, they agreed to meet up twice a week for the training.
And despite Eddie's hectic schedule, he always made time for Stevâ his buddyâBenny (Benjamin).
If his gaze always lingered on Steve a little too long, then no one was the wiser.
No, Eddie didn't have a thing for Steveâa six-foot-tall and well-built omega.
Who smelled like dark chocolate.
Who wore striped polos, tight jeans, and military boots to work.
Who already had some white streaks in his hair.
Who would chuckle, eyes crinkling warmly, whenever Eddie cracked some silly jokes.
Eddie didn't enjoy how packed, or how older and taller Steve was than him.
Eddie didn't wish he would be in Benny's position sometimes.
Eddie didn't want to lick Steve like a lollipop to see if the omega would taste as mouthwatering as his scent.
Eddie didn't want to get on his knees for Steve so he could be called 'good boy'.
Eddie didn't ask for Steve's number and wasn't glued to his phone until the omega replied to his text that night.
Eddie didn't send Steve photos and videos of him at work to prove how capable he was.
Eddie didn't ask Steve out on a date after only two weeks, didn't agree to take things slow despite his desperation, and didn't melt into a puddle when Steve kissed him good night.
He didn't love making Steve smile, laugh, and giggle or miss Steve terribly whenever they couldn't meet.
Eddie didn't spend his rut with Steve for the first time and pop his knot in an instant the second Steve sat on his cock.
Eddie didn't get drunk on the dark chocolate scent and confess how much he yearned to build a family with the omega.
Eddie didn't cry in joy when Steve returned his feelings, looking so smoking hot and gorgeous while riding him into oblivion.
When it was Steve's heat, he didn't try to knock his sweetheart up, or fall in love all over again when they exchanged their mating bites.
Eddie didn't hold an extravagant ceremony to announce to the world that he finally found his mate.
Eddie didn't grin like an idiot every time he gazed at the gold bands on Steve's and his ring fingers.
Eddie didn't thank Benny at all for getting him and Steve together.
Except, Eddie had done all of that.
And now, he was holding his lovely daughter in his lap as they both watched Steve playing chase and catch with Benny.
"Dada, Dada," she giggled and wiggled eagerly as she tried to clap and cheer for Steve.
"Isn't Dada the best, hm?" Eddie chuckled at her high spirit. "Let's go tell him how awesome he is, alright, Lottie?"
"Dada," she nodded with a toothless smile and wrapped her arms around his neck as he stood up from the chair.
Then, he waved at Steve to let him know they were coming over.
Steve greeted him with a chaste kiss before turning his attention to their daughter. "Hey there, Little Princess."
"Dada," she turned and made grabby at him.
Once she was in Steve's arms, she smacked his cheek with a loud smooch. Steve returned the gesture with the same enthusiasm before smiling at Eddie.
"Wanna join us, handsome?"
"Your wish is my command, Highness," Eddie grinned and bowed slightly, earning himself an amused laugh from Steve.
As Eddie engulfed both his husband and his daughter in a bear hug, he glanced down at Benny who was resting by their feet and looking as pleased as punch.
"Thanks, buddy," Eddie mouthed at him.
"Woof!" Benny wagged his tail merrily.
You're welcome, bro.

#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#rockstar eddie munson#dog trainer steve harrington#alpha eddie munson#omega steve harrington#omegaverse#eddie is a simp#silver fox steve harrington#benny the matchmaker#their daughter name is Charlotte btw#sionewrites
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ok last one. alpha johnny loves omegas, but he also loves the thrill of making an alpha submit.
alpha price is traditional; heavy preference for omegas. but recently, heâs been eyeing that beta chick who works at the tattoo shop in the outskirts of the city.
#sun rambles#im delirioud so ill stop here now#u all can ignore the ramble and the rant i just needed to unload ig after reading multiple abo mangas :D#my fave would be âtadaima okaeriâ its not even smut its just abt an omega and alpha dads taking care of their son (and later daughter) đĽš
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sometimes I just need to write an omega mom absolutely obsessed with her alpha daughter's big cock
#alpha/beta/omega dynamics#alpha x omega#mother x daughter incest has me in a chokehold#mother x daughter#mother x daughter incest#darkship#comship#this is about ursa x azula btw#my comfort ship that only I write the fics I want to read#because people add ozai & zuko leave my girls alone#proship safe#antis dni#proshipper safe#proshippers please interact
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Since you asked for ideas:
Omega building her first nest and being confused about it as she hasn't been properly educated about it and alpha comforting/explaining it to her
With lots of fluff đ
Weeeell I honestly had questions here. I didn't know wether you were refering to Omega as in tbb character, or omega as in second genre in omegaverse... Perhaps you saw omegaverse requests and didn't notice this was mainly a sw blog?
Anyways, I decided to go with platonic Omega & Hunter, so buckle up for a dose of sweetness. Enjoy!
Xx, Blue.
"GUIDE: TO BUILD A NEST" â platonic (o) Omega & (a) Hunter
WARNINGS: the usual omegaverse shit; Omega pre-heat, slight panic, Hunter in dad mode. Fluff fluff fluffff. đ
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In their small apartment in Pabu, the Batch was split into two bedrooms. Tech, Echo and Wrecker shared the biggest one; while Hunter and Omega slept on the other. Omega was enchanted with their little new home; she had never had one before, and it warmed her heart to have their own space for her small family. They might be running away from the Empire; but with the Batch, Omega had never been happier.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she yawned quietly and padded back to her bedroom. Hunter was sleeping on his own bed, placed closest to the door; while Omega's took the spot under the window. She had picked it herself; wanting to see the stars from her bed.
She climbed onto her matress, still sleepy; trying to fix the tangled bedsheets back into place. She attempted to make the pillow fluffier; and then layed down to try to shut an eye again.
Minutes passed by; but sleep never came for her. She rolled in bed, trying to find a good position; but she was uncomfortable as hell. She sat down in the matress, growing frustrated; trying to arrange everything again so she could finally go back to sleep. It didn't work; she just wasn't fully comfortable, for whatever reason she couldn't exactly pinpoint. Omega sighed.
"What's wrong?" Hunter's sleepy voice rumbled from his own bed, adjusting his body position to watch her. "Nightmare?"
Omega shook her head.
"No. I can't fall back asleep, this bed is so uncomfortable".
Hunter frowned. She had had no trouble sleeping there before, for a few months now in between their misions. It didn't make sense that this discomfort was to start now. Perhaps she was just nervous. Or worried. Hunter hummed.
"Why's that?" He asked, anyways.
Omega shrugged.
"I don't know. I've tried to re-arrange the bedsheets and pillow around, but it doesn't really help much. I feel like there's too much space. Like I'm too small for a bed this big. And the single pillow doesn't help".
Something about Omega's choice of words ringed an idea on Hunter's head. He stood up and walked closer to her; trying to pick up a difference in her scent.
"Ah" he caught up onto it, smiling understandingly. "You're just preparing to present. You'll have your first heat in a day or two, and your body is telling you to build a nest".
Omega blinked, stunned. After processing Hunter's words, nervousness and pannick started to mix inside of her. She hadn't done this before. She was scared. What was going into heat going to be like? What... What did she have to do? Was it going to hurt? What if...?
Hunter noticed her breathing and heart speeding; so he slowly placed a warm hand on her shoulder, squeezing softly.
"Hey" he made her look up at him. "It's going to be okay. We might not be omegas, but we've all had an experience with one or two. Plus, we have Tech. You know he's ready for everything".
That last comment made Omega smile; and she nodded quietly.
"So what do I do, now?" She asked, lost.
Hunter glanced around the room.
"Let's change things up a bit. Omega's usually feel more comfortable when their nest is built up in a secluded space; open ones are more difficult to defend, more exposed. Let's push your bed to the corner of the room".
"Away from the window" Omega blurted, and Hunter smiled in understanding.
"Sure".
They tried to be as quiet as possible; and soon Omega's bed was in the corner of the room. She felt herself relaxing instanctly.
"Here, take my bedsheets and pillow too" Hunter passed them to her. "Arrange them however feels right to you".
Omega nodded, and worked on her new task dilegently. The two pillows formed a semi-circle propped against the wall; while the bedsheets completed it on the opposite side. She nodded back at Hunter in acceptance.
"Do you need something else?" He asked gently.
Omega bit her lip. She didn't want to be an inconvenience but...
"Can we cuddle? Just for a bit?"
Hunter chuckled quietly.
"Of course. Let's jump in, mm?"
Hunter sat down inside the nest, legs splayed; gesturing Omega to cuddle under his left arm. She smiled, feeling comforted. Now this was starting to feel right. She just needed one more thing, though...
"I miss them" she whispered to him.
"The guys? They're just on the other room..."
Omega shrugged. She knew that, logically. But she couldn't help but want them here too...
"I'll go ask them" Hunter accepted, leaving a small kiss on top of her head before walking out of the room.
Omega waited restlessly.
She heard the boys groaning awake and then taking quietly; and after a few seconds, four pair of footsteps returned to the bedroom.
"Hi" Omega greeted them shyly. "Sorry".
Echo smiled softly.
"Don't worry, Meg. It's just a natural thing. You should have seen how whiny Fives often got about it" he chuckled fondly, and Omega brightened.
She had never met him; but by Echo's stories about him, she had somehow growed to like him.
"Really?"
"Uh-huh" Echo nodded. "Now, where should we sit?"
Omega glanced around the nest. Hunter had taken back his place on her right side; Echo should be on the left...
"Can you sit here?" She patted the matress, and Echo followed without protest.
He had assumed that, as the second alpha of the group, she'd have wanted for him to take a place closest to her.
Tech and Wrecker sprawled in front of the three of them.
Omega sighed happily.
"See?" Hunter hummed, caressing her shoulder, eyes full of affection. "It isn't so bad when you're in a pack".
Omega smiled. She looked at his brothers and squeezed Echo's hand.
"It's nice" she replied, and dropped her head on Hunter's shoulder, suddenly tired again.
The nest was built. It was time to sleep.
THE END.
I'm on fire y'all! Writing this little shots as fast as lightning! Apologies for any mistakes. Xx, Blue.
Omegaverse masterlist here:
#star wars#clones#fanfic#tbb#clone wars#fics#hunter tbb#tech tbb#echo tbb#wrecker tbb#omega tbb#tbb omega#omegaverse#alpha beta omega#alpha/beta/omega dynamics#father&daughter#dad hunter#soft hunter#hunter fluff#tbb au#tbb wrecker#tbb hunter#tbb tech#sw tbb#clone force 99#echo bad batch#family#open requests#one shot#platonic
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(Childish War)
This song is really their own dynamic LMAOđđ
#daughter of omega and alpha#devil may cry#devil may cry oc#dmc5#oc#dmc nero#nero sparda#garlet sparda#SoundCloud
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The Samtory lovechild for me
#Whatever happened to girls getting girls pregnant#Alpha Sam is something so personal#Sam as the alpha daughter that Johnny birthed for Daniel (cause his girl dad vibes are off the charts)#Sam going for a bitey omega like her dad did#Idk#Samtory#Sadie calvano
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it's them.
(( goes w the uhhhh â¨ď¸newest chapter of my ficâ¨ď¸ ))
#the band ghost#ghost bc#papa emeritus iii#nameless ghouls#omega ghoul#alpha ghoul#and The Others#mine#if this looks wonky Shut Up do you KNOW what i've been thru.#the first two look Great and then i had to do the other four in a fucking CAR during a 17 HOURS LONG DRIVE ACROSS ITALY#w my INSANE UNCLE and his soon to be wife who's my BESTIE and their BABY DAUGHTER THAT I'VE BEEN BABYSITTING#anyway. the difference between the Normal State i was in when doing beta & gamma vs the other four is. gen. painful to me.#but i will not be bothered#for the records air goes by beta earth goes by gamma and water goes by delta In My Thing#and if you're wondering where beta's tail is Well. air ghouls. have short little bunny tails. To Me. i did not forgor#also yea. i do think terzo & omega start getting perfectly matching clothes at some point. what are u gonna do abt it
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Maybe Ozai Omega and Azula Omega should go to an Alpha brothel to have some good father-daughter time.
Until their Alphas come to scold them and they run for their lives
#Azula#Ozai#ABO#atla#avatar the last airbender#Azula Omega#Ozai Omega#Father and daughter moments!#They are both in their rebellious stage#no one will stop them from seeing hot Alphas!#It's Ash's fault that I like Ozai Omega!#PS: Ozai is a good father and husband#No#it's not because he's an Omega#just in this Au he is.
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i am 3 episodes away from being caught up and the least interesting part about mabel rn are the main characters. sorry
#i want to hear more about the woman who thought she was the daughter of the king hello?????#i want to know more about the footsoldier guy??????#sorry i'm aromantic there are just so many times i can hear ana and mabel say âshe's the air i breathe my alpha and omegaâ#before it gets repetitive#like i wanna know about sally and lily#i wanna know about these faery experiments aurora silver is doing#.txt
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the one where heeseung spirals into a twisted obsession after meeting his lovely stepdaughter.
âş PAIRING: lee heeseung x female reader
âş GENRE: stepdad au, a/b/o au, smut
âş WORD COUNT: 9.2k
âş CW/TW: alpha!heeseung, omega!reader, stepcest, infidelity, age gap, obsession, possessiveness, grinding, begging, spanking, spitting, fingering, biting, daddy kink, breeding kink, size kink, hand job, pussy slaps, oral sex (f), squirting, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, knotting
NOTE: donât like, donât read.
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Heeseung has always had obsessive tendencies.
Ever since he was a kid, he would fixate on something (or someone) until it became his or until he grew sick of it. His parents had brushed it off as a normal alpha disposition. They claimed he was territorial like any other alpha, so there was nothing to really worry about. Even back then, Heeseung knew that obsessive was a better word to describe him. Either way, because of this enabling, he never tried to correct his behavior despite knowing it wasnât entirely normal.
As the years passed, Heeseung was able to control himself better (for the most part). After college, nothing really grabbed his attention the way it used to, and he mistakenly thought it was because he had finally grown out of his obsessive tendencies.
That undesirable part of him lay dormant for so long that he was able to lead a normal life. He even found a nice beta to settle down with. She was older than him and willing to placate him in every way. Even though Heeseung didnât love her, she gave her entire heart to him. His selfishness allowed him to accept everything she was willing to give him, and he never once felt bad about it. After all, his wife wanted nothing more than to support him and make him a better man. Which she sort of did. At some point, Heeseung was convinced that he was slowly shedding the obsessive part of his personality completely thanks to his wife.
That illusion shattered the moment he met his wifeâs daughter.
Heeseung always knew his wife had a daughter that was in college because she told him about you on their second date. Honestly, heâd put the information in the back of his mind because his wife made it clear that you had your own life and werenât all that interested in hers. According to her, you deviated from the typical omega because you werenât affectionate or clingy. She made the offhand comment that your unnatural disposition is the reason you havenât gone through your first heat despite being well past the age for it.
Even though he thought that was beyond strange, he didnât care enough to ask more. After all, he would probably only ever see you a few times a year.
Itâs a hot summer day when Heeseung meets you. His wife isnât all that thrilled about you coming over, but apparently you need to get something from her that canât wait for another time. There are no secrets in his marriage, but for the first time ever, his loving wife refuses to tell him what it is that you need so badly.
Heeseung comes downstairs when he hears his wife open the door. Her greeting is unenthusiastic, and he manages to catch the tail end of an awkward hug. At first he thinks itâs because of your supposed aversion to affection, but when he watches his wife shove a small bag in your hands like itâs some big inconvenience, he thinks maybe youâre not the problem.
Once he gets closer, heâs hit with an unnaturally sweet scent at full force. Itâs mouth-watering and dizzying in the best way. The beast inside him wants nothing more than to bury its nose in the source and never come up for air.
âHoney!â His wife exclaims as she leads you to the living room. âCome here. I want you to meet someone.â
The second he lays his eyes on youâa pretty college girl that has yet to go through her first heatâheâs unable to control the familiar dark feeling building in his chest. His pulse starts to race, and right then he realizes that his wife hadnât helped him break his obsessive streak at all.
Your alluring eyes and bashful smile are completely entrancing. They radiate an intense beauty he didnât believe existed in this world. Somehow, Heeseung is able to hide the dark desire consuming him as he introduces himself. Your voice is soft and gentle when you say your name as if youâre still wary of him. He finds it adorable, and so damn tempting. Already, his cock is twitching and coming alive.
âWhy didnât your little boyfriend come with you?â Your momâs voice yanks Heeseung out of his trance.
A sickening feeling pinches his gut. Boyfriend?
âJake and I arenât together anymore, mom.â You say it so indifferently that Heeseung has to hold back a sigh of relief. âI told you that last time we talked.â
Not that you having a boyfriend would have posed too much of a problem, but it definitely wouldâve made things more difficult for him.
âAre you staying for dinner, Y/N?â Heeseung wonders, hoping youâll say yes.
You tilt your head slightly, eyes shifting beside him to exchange a look with your mom. Whatever you see on her face makes you shake your head. Your pretty lips pull down slightly in genuine regret. âNoâSorry. Maybe next time.â
Heeseung resists the urge to shake off his wifeâs touch when her hands snake around his arm. He can feel her smile against his bicep. Itâs revolting and puzzling. Why wouldnât she want her own daughter around?
âThatâs okay, sweetie. Weâll have dinner some other time whenever youâre free.â
She sounds smug, but you donât offer her any reaction. All you do is politely say your goodbyes before hastily leaving the house.
If Heeseung were any other man, he wouldâve been happy to have his wife all to himself again. However, all he can think of is you now. His hidden stepdaughter who evoked emotions from him that are intense enough to fuel the sprouting of an obsession.
âClasses start soon,â Heeseung mentions casually the next morning. âDoes Y/N usually stay on campus?â
The sour look on his wifeâs face is quickly masked when she takes a sip of her coffee. âShe started living with that Jake boy after she graduated high school. He has an apartment near the university.â
Heeseung tries not to sneer at the mention of the boy who had clearly been an important part of your life. âIt didnât bother you that she ran off to live with some boy so soon after finishing school?â
His wife scoffs. âShe was already an adult when she decided to live with him. Itâs not like I could stop her.â
More like she didnât want to.
âInvite her to stay with us.â
The words are casual and could be seen as considerate to anyone who didnât know of the dark intentions looming in Heeseungâs mind. His wife almost chokes on her drink when she hears his suggestion. Her eyes widened the slightest bit. An unsettling amount of rage swims in her irises as his suggestion sinks in. Itâs gone within a few seconds, but he caught it.
âHoney,â her voice is tight. âThatâs very nice of you, but I donât think thatâs a good idea.â
âWhy not?â Heeseung challenges, raising an eyebrow at the fumbling woman.
âIâ SheâShe probably wonât want to,â his wife clears her throat to cover up how flustered she feels. âIâm sure she already made plans to stay with one of her friends instead.â
âCall her.â Itâs not a suggestion anymore. âTell her to come stay with us.â
And thatâs the moment his obsession began to spiral out of control.
Itâs obvious that your mother isnât thrilled about having you around, but Heeseung feels the exact opposite. Unlike his wifeâs malicious description of you, youâre so unbearably sweet and polite to him that he canât help but be completely endeared by you. Heâs not sure if itâs his natural instinct or the inappropriate feelings he has, but he basks in the emotions you evoke from the depths of his heart.
Youâre a sweet girl through and through, always offering to help around the house, or keeping him company when your momâs working late. Heeseung can tell you genuinely like to help him and spend time with him which makes him all the more crazy for you.
This is incomparable to how he feels when he realizes how comfortable youâve gotten around him. When Heeseung told you to treat his home as your own, you took him up on the offer (much to his pleasure). You sometimes walk around in a tiny nightie that barely covers anything or tiny sleep shorts and a thin tank top that does nothing to hide the fact that you arenât wearing a bra.
âGood night, Hee,â youâd call from the door sweetly, leaning against the doorframe with an alluring smile.
His cock would spring awake, loving how you slowly started to use cute little nicknames for him. Heeseung can tell it bothers his wife. Her face twists the tiniest bit any time she hears you call him Hee. Not that he cares. In fact, he was quick to put her in her place when she scolded you for not calling him Mr. Lee. Much to her displeasure, Heeseung made it clear to both of you that you can call him whatever you want.
Making his wife upset was the last thing he cared about because nothing was more important than you and your happiness.
Heeseung usually doesnât get up so early, but ever since heâs gotten used to sleeping next to his wife, he always notices when sheâs not in bed next to him. He looks at his phone to see that itâs four in the morning. Just before sleep can claim him again, he hears faint voices. Even through the sleepy haze, he can tell itâs an unfriendly conversation.
Immediately, his mind goes to you. The thought that something might be happening to you or upsetting you has him springing out of bed. He speedwalks down the hall to your room. You have the second biggest one in the house not only because he wanted you to have the best, but because he wanted you close to him.
ââbeing serious. Donât bother Heeseung while Iâm away.â His wifeâs harsh voice makes his stomach turn unpleasantly. âHeâs a busy man, and I donât want you getting on his nerves.â
âI wonât, mom.â You sound tired.
âGood,â she snaps. âAnd be grateful that heâs letting you stay here for free. Remember he can change his mind any time.â
Never.
âI know that,â you sound so down that Heeseung wants to gather you in his arms and reassure you that heâd never do something despicable like that. âI wonât get in his wayâ
âYou better not,â your mom hisses. âI mean it, Y/N. We better not get back to find the house smelling like all your little friends.â
Now Heeseung wishes his business trip didnât fall at the same time as your motherâs. She wouldnât be berating you so much if he was staying behind. Itâs especially infuriating because he explicitly told you it was okay to have friends over, just no boys. You laughed sweetly and promised him just that there would be no one over at all. It made him a bit sad because he didnât want you being overly cautious.
âIâm not that irresponsible, mom. Like, Iâm obviously not going to bring random people to a house thatâs not mine.â
That feels like a punch to the gut. Heeseung had worked so hard to make you feel like this was your home, and it pisses him off that your mom is destroying all that work. Never in a million years would he have thought that his biggest obstacle in making you see this house as your own would be your own mother.
âGood. Also, donât go into my room while Iâm gone. I donât need it smelling like youââ
Heeseung has to walk away. He canât stand listening to his wife anymore. It makes him sick to his stomach to think that this is what you used to put up with all the time. No wonder you ran off to live with your ex as soon as you were able to.
His wife leaves in a few hours for the airport, and he decides right then and there that heâs going to show you the love you deserve.
Later that morning, Heeseung goes down to the living room to wait for you to wake up. He plans to spend the day with you and make sure you know that he doesnât mind having you around. Luckily for him, he doesnât have to wait long. You come downstairs shortly after in a pair of sweats and a large shirt, looking unbelievably cute.Â
âGood morning, Hee,â you say with a sleepy smile.
âMorning,â he says in a strained voice. It takes everything in him not to call you a cute pet name like he desperately wants to. âCome watch TV with me.â
Heeseung pats the spot next to him with a pretty smile that makes your heart jerk. You canât deny that the invitation excites you. And so, in spite of the nerves you feel, you go sit by him.
âIâm happy we can spend some time together,â Heeseung hums as he leans back against the cushions, stretching an arm over the back of the couch. âCome here.â
Youâre such a good girl that you donât hesitate to snuggle up under his arm. Heeseung feels completely alive when you make yourself comfortable against him. This is what his life should constantly be like. He drapes his arm across your shoulders and squeezes you against him. Heeseung canât resist the temptation and presses a gentle kiss on the side of your head. You whimper softly when you feel his lips graze your ear.
Heeseung smirks into your hair and presses another gentle kiss to the tip of your ear. His cock twitches when he sees you press your thighs together but make no attempt to move away. He lets out a pleased hum and starts to press more kisses on the side of your head. Eventually, those sweet pecks start to trail down your neck. Now you canât hold back your soft sighs of pleasure.
âYou feel good, baby?â He wonders against your skin before he starts to bite and suck on it.
You tilt your head to give him more access. âY-Yeah.â
Itâs wrong, but your nipples get hard under your shirt, and youâre starting to feel hot all over.Â
âFuck. You have no idea what you do to me.â
You let out a quiet moan, mind swimming. âGod, Hee.â
Heeseung nips at your neck. âBe a good girl for daddy, baby. Give me a kiss.â
As if youâre in a trance, you turn to meet his dark eyes before leaning in. Your eyes close when his lips meet yours. His lips are impossibly soft, and you moan when his tongue runs across your bottom lip before he forces it in your mouth. He kisses you with an urgency that makes you feel dizzy. Heeseung groans, cock throbbing as he tastes you to his desire. Youâre just as sweet as he thought youâd be.
You whine when your stepdad reluctantly pulls away.
âYou want more?â His smile is sweet yet teasing.
The way you nod has his cock twitching in his pants. He gives into your silent request, groaning as he kisses you again. Your tongues tangle together as he devours you, acting like your lips are the sweetest things heâs ever tasted. Every movement is passionate and is making your pussy pulse with need. Once again, it ends too quickly for your liking.
âAnother one,â you demand cutely. âPlease.â
Your stepdadâs smirk is so attractive, and it matches the heat in his eyes. Heeseung raises his eyebrow at you teasingly before heâs leaning back in to give you what you want. He groans into your mouth again when he feels one of your hands rest on his thigh.
Heeseung kisses you with more need as he slowly guides your hand to his very prominent bulge. He smirks when you gasp into his mouth after feeling how hard he is. You donât fully pull away, so he uses that to playfully bite your bottom lip. Your cunt clenches at the action as your wide eyes look where your hand is cupping his dick.
âLook how hard you made me, sweetheart,â Heeseung whispers as he presses a gentle kiss on your temple. âBe a good girl and pull my cock out.â
Arousal is clouding your mind, which is why you donât hesitate to do as he says. You unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants until you see his underwear. Licking your lips, you pull on his waistband while your other hand pulls his dick out.
Heeseung groans deeply as soon as your soft hand touches his hot skin. Youâre gawking at it so cutely, and itâs obvious that you canât look away. He smirks as his cock throbs in your hand.
Your stepdadâs dick is long and girthy. Itâs also really fucking prettyâthe prettiest one youâve ever seen. Your mouth waters as you realize that itâs way bigger than Jakeâs. The thought of taking it makes your pussy clench in anticipation. Your fingers slowly trail up the prominent veins to tease the leaking head. Fuck. You know itâs going to feel amazing.
âShit, baby,â Heeseung groans. âTouch me as much as you want. Daddyâs cock is all yours.â
As if to prove his point, his dick twitches in your hand and more precum oozes from his fat tip. You run your fingers through the sticky mess, smearing it along the length as you start to caress the soft skin.
âItâs so big,â you whisper in awe as your clit pulses with need.
Heeseung groans and squeezes you into his side. The hand thatâs hanging off your shoulder slowly trails down your body until itâs slipping inside your loose sweats. Heeseungâs cock leaks steadily as he goes to cup your hot cunt. Your stepdad shoves his face into your neck and groans. His lips drag against your skin as you use your hand to work his dick.
âIs this all for me, sweetheart?â
âYes,â you whine as you start to roll your hips into his hand to get some friction. âNever been so wet before.â
Heeseung almost cums from your words alone. He pulls back to watch you grind your needy pussy into his palm. Your nails dig into his bicep as he presses his hand against you harder. Thet soft moans youâre letting out are driving him crazy. He bucks his hips into your hand, and you take the hint and move your hand faster.
âThatâs it, baby. Ride my hand like a good little girl. My good girl,â he growls.
âDaddy,â you whine as your juices start to wet his hand.
âGod, youâre perfect,â he grunts after kissing your cheek sweetly. âSo fucking good for me.â
Slowly, he slips his hand out of your sweats and orders you to pull them off. Your core burns with need as you get off the couch to do as he says.Â
âCome here.â
Heeseung pulls you into his lap so your back is against his chest. He holds your hips as his soft lips brush against your ear.Â
âTake your panties off.â
You arch your hips up and slide your underwear down your legs until theyâre all the way off. Heeseung groans when he sees your bare pussy. Your stepdad hooks your legs over thighs so your pussy is spread and on display for him. He whispers a quiet be good before he slaps his hand on your sensitive clit. You cry out when he spanks your cunt again.
âYou like getting your pussy slapped, donât you, little girl?â
Your toes are curling in your socks as you arch back into Heeseung, grinding down on the dick you feel against your ass. He starts to fuck it between your plump cheeks, groaning at how filthy you are. He fucking loves it.
âYes, daddy,â you gasp out wantonly. âI love it when you slap my little pussy.â
Heeseung smirks and gives your swollen clit another stinging slap. Your body jerks like youâve been electrocuted, and you moan loudly from the tingling feeling coursing through your pussy. The smacks keep coming, each harder than the last. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your stepdad keeps spanking your throbbing pussy. At this point, you canât do anything other than moan.Â
Heeseung stops his movements to slip his middle and ring fingers into your tight hole. Youâre completely submerged in pleasure as you feel his wedding band glide against your slick walls.
âFuck, little girl,â Heeseung laughs delightedly. âEven your mom doesnât get this wet for me. Youâre just a perfect little slut, arenât you?â
You clench hard around his fingers at those words. Your hips are rolling, grinding your ass into his wet cock while you fuck his fingers deeper into your pussy.
âOh?â Heeseungâs voice gets deeper. âYou like hearing that your stepdad likes you better than your mom?â
Youâre moaning again as you dizzily nod your head. âYes, fuck. Tell me how you like my pussy better than hers, daddy.â
Heeseung moans, fucking his cock faster against your plump ass. âShit, baby. You know youâre better than your mom. Ever since she introduced me to you, I knew you were better.â
âDaddy!â You moan loudly as his fingers continue to plunge into you at a quick pace.
Heeseung feels you tightening around his fingers. Your cunt is so hot and tight, and he knows itâll feel better wrapped around his cock. He starts to plant wet kisses on your neck, wanting to push you over the edge.
âYou gonna cum for daddy, baby?â
Those words are enough to get you to do just that. The coil in your stomach snaps as you cum around your stepdadâs long fingers.Â
Seeing you cum on his lap helps Heeseung reach his own climax. He cums with a groan of your name, grinding his cock into your soft ass as he releases his thick cum on your lower back. Your stepdad slowly pulls his fingers out of your pussy with a lewd wet sound before bringing them to his mouth and sucking on them. His moan makes your core throb all over again.
âSo fucking sweet.â
Before you can say anything in response, Heeseungâs ringtone cuts through the silence. He tugs you closer as he goes to answer the phone. Youâre too distracted to listen to whatâs being said, but you come to your senses when Heeseung grumbles something about heading to the airport right away.
âYouâre leaving?â
It kills Heeseung to hear how vulnerable you sound. He buries his face in your neck again, scenting you to reassure you that him leaving has nothing to do with what just happened.
âThe clients want to meet sooner than planned. I have to go.â
You can feel his pout against your skin, and your heart thrums with fondness. Heeseung has always been unexpectedly cute in your eyes. Thatâs why it was so easy for you to give into him.
âOkay,â you relax against him. âI understand.â
As always, youâre a perfect angel through and through. Heeseung presses a soft kiss to your neck before he helps you stand. Immediately, he helps you clean up before going upstairs to shower. He really doesnât want to leave, but he canât act irresponsibly no matter how badly he wants to. And now that he knows you want him just as much as he wants you, heâll have plenty of time to make you all his.
Once Heeseung has all his things, he goes downstairs to find you waiting for him. He gathers you in his arms, not really wanting to let you go. When he pulls back, he gives you a passionate kiss to remind you that he doesnât regret whatâs happened between you two.
âWhen you get back, can we play some more?â You ask hopefully.
Heeseung grunts softly at the imagery heâs creating in his head. âOf course, baby. Iâm all yours now.â
Coming back home from a long and tiring business trip isnât anything new for Heeseung. What is new is the excitement he has to get home. He knows youâll be waiting for him, and he canât wait to show you how much heâs missed you.
The excitement he feels is ruined completely when he gets off his plane and finds his wife waiting for him. Itâs an unpleasant surprise, but she doesnât realize just how badly she ruined the day. Heeseung almost wishes he wouldâve asked for a divorce before he boarded the plane. At least then he wouldnât have had to deal with her right when he got back home.
âHow was the trip, honey?â
âFine,â Heeseungâs voice is curt, but once again, his wife seems impervious to his obvious attitude.
He doesnât ask about her trip, but she tells him anyway. She talks all the way back to the house as if Heeseung is actually listening to her. In reality, heâs an expert in blocking her out at this point. This time is way easier since all his thoughts are filled with nothing but you.
The house is quiet when they arrive, and Heeseung barely holds back from calling your name. Your mom is obviously not interested in seeing you because she suggests going out for dinner after they go upstairs and put their things away. He doesnât feel bad for turning down her suggestion with the excuse of being jet lagged.
As soon as Heeseung and his wife get on the second floor, the overwhelming scent of an omega in heat hits them. Heeseungâs cock comes alive instantly, getting completely hard in less than a minute. Without waiting for his wife to follow, he goes directly toward your room where the pungent smell is coming from.
Heeseung throws your door open without bothering to knock. What he finds is devastating to him. Youâre laying in the middle of the large bed in nothing but a large shirt, eyes screwed shut as you tremble in pain. The thin sheen of sweat lining your forehead is evidence that youâve been in heat for a while now.
Your eyes slowly open and settle directly on your stepdad. They stare at him before slowly trailing down to the large bulge in his pants. You lick your lips, and it takes everything in Heeseung not to rip your clothes off and take you right then and there.
âY/N!â His wifeâs angry voice brings him out of his debased fantasy. âWhy the hell are you in heat?â
Heeseung looks back at his wife with an incredulous glare. So many things are going through his mind, but one question keeps coming up. Why is she so angry over something thatâs natural?
âSorry, mom,â you say through a pant. âI ran out of the suppressants you gave me.â
Before you can continue, Heeseung turns to your mother with a murderous look on his face. âYou gave her suppressants?â
An omega taking suppressants is practically unheard of since they cause so many health issues. The drugs are practically poison, and the fact that your own mother was giving them to you made him sick to his stomach. It makes him think back to the first time he met you. Now he understands why she was so determined to hide what she was so insistent on giving you.
âThey help her,â his wife says frantically. âBut thatâs not the point right now. She has to leave so her heat doesnât affect you.â
Heeseung growls under his breath. Over his dead body will you leave his house looking and smelling how you do.
Your mom turns her nasty glare back on you. âCall Jake and have him pick you up. Iâm sure he wonât have any problem helping you through your heatââ
âGet out,â Heeseung spits, barely controlling his rage.
How dare his wife suggest that you ask another man to help you through your heat? No one except him is ever going to see you like this.
âWhat?â His wifeâs stunned expression only makes him growl impatiently.
âIâm going to help Y/N through her heat.â
Your momâs eyes widen in anger, and she glares over at you like whatâs happening is your fault. Normally, youâd feel guilty or anxious about upsetting your mom, but the pain isnât letting you think straight. You need Heeseungâs cock, and you donât care if itâs going to hurt your mom in the process.
Heeseung ignores his wife and goes to you. He sits down on the bed next to you before pulling you on his lap. A soft moan of relief cuts through the tense silence as his hard bulge presses up right against where you need him the most. You feel so hot all over, and your head is clouded with such potent arousal that you forget your mom is still standing in the room until Heeseung looks at her over your shoulder.
âI told you to get out,â he growls. A mean smirk takes over his face. âUnless you want to watch me knot your daughter.â
You whimper and roll your hips into Heeseung. The fact that heâs saying heâs going to give you his knot is making you gush with more slick. It excites you that heâs going to help you, and to think he doesnât care to hide it from your mom makes a deep satisfaction settle inside you.
His wife is looking on with tears in her eyes. Sheâs disgusted and enraged, but she knows no matter what she says or does, Heeseung isnât going to change his mind.
âIt hurts, daddy,â you whine as you grind your pussy on his clothed dick, no longer thinking to spare any of your momâs feelings. âWant you to make me feel better.â
You swivel your hips and press down harder onto his hard cock. With a throaty groan, Heeseung grabs your ass to help you bounce on his bulge. âDonât worry, baby. Daddyâs going to give you exactly what you need.â
His voice dips into a low moan when you lean forward to lick and bite at the sensitive spot on his neck. You feel his cock twitch and kick against your panty clad pussy, and it makes you whine.
Your mom flinches when she sees Heeseungâs glare from over your shoulder. Itâs a silent command for her to get out, and she finally does. She doesnât get far, only being able to take a few steps out of your room before she collapses on the floor with a quiet sob.
âFuck, little girl. Couldnât wait until your mom was out of the room, huh?â His laugh is cruel, but it only turns you on.
âDonât care,â you whine before leaning in to smash your mouth against his. âJust want your cock.â
You gently nip his bottom lip before messily forcing your tongue into his mouth. Thereâs a desperation youâve never felt before as you grind down on his thick cock. The fact that heâs leaking with enough precum to stain his pants is driving you more insane. You keep rocking your hips so your clit rubs against the rough material of his jeans.
âYeah?â Heeseung groans when you pull away. He continues to help you grind your messy pussy on his bulge. âYou need daddy to stuff your little pussy?â
Your eyes roll back when he dry humps your pussy slowly. Heâs grinding the thick outline of his cock right against your wet slit to get you more riled up than you already are.Â
Eventually, Heeseung decides he needs to prep you. Because as badly as he wants you, he canât forget that this is your first real heat. So, he pulls you off his lap and tosses you back on the bed.
âI need to taste you properly, sweetheart. Last time wasnât enough.â
A tingle goes straight to your pussy when he pulls your large shirt off and tosses it across your room. Heeseung buries his nose between your legs, sniffing across your soaked panties. The fabric sticks to your pussy lips, allowing your stepdad to lick at your clit easily.Â
âOh, daddy!â you moan, hands reaching down to tangle your hands in his hair.
He grunts and laps up the slick leaking down your thighs before roughly rips your underwear off to lap at your leaking hole.Â
âYou taste so fucking good, little girl,â his muffled voice causes vibrations that make your toes curl. âFuck. I could eat your little cunt all day.â
âDaddy, please,â you grind against his mouth, eyes locked on his blown out gaze.
He hums and the vibrations make your clit tingle as more slick drips onto his tongue. The thick muscle slides in and out of your hole before he licks his way back up to your clit. You cry out wantonly when your stepdad softly sucks the swollen bud into his mouth. Your thighs tremble as his tongue swirls around your pudgy clit before he starts to gently suckle on it.
âIt feels so fucking good,â you moan loudly, thighs falling open as far as they can go.
Heeseung growls, tongue fucking your pussy until sloppy wet sounds fill the room. His hands trail up the underside of your thighs to push your legs to your chest. You moan when he pulls back to spit on your cunt. He quickly dives back in, burying his face in your soaked pussy. Another loud cry tumbles out of you when he starts to lick and suck on your sensitive nub.
âSuch a sweet pussy,â Heeseung moans.
His tongue languidly laps at your wet folds, eyes locked with yours from where heâs lying between your legs. Your stepdadâs hands come up to the inside of your thighs and press down, leaving you spread open for his hungry mouth. The sight of his beautiful face buried in your cunt makes you drip with more slick. Heeseung keeps licking into your slick hole like a starved man, desperate to not waste one drop of your sweet essence. Youâre crying out for him as your hips roll into his mouth. He pulls away slightly to spit into your pussy again before fucking his spit into your clenching hole.
You moan and pull on his hair. The dark strands are wrapped around your fingers to help guide his face to where you want it most. Heeseung smirks against you and starts to press wet, open mouthed kisses on your throbbing clit. He sucks the swollen bud into his mouth and flicks his tongue against it over and over again. Your stepdad hums into your pussy, suckling on your clit softly as he indulges in your sweet taste.
âIâm gonna cum! Youâre gonna make me cum, daddy!" you moan loudly.
âCum all over my face, sweetheart. Show daddy how good he makes you feel,â your stepdad says before he presses his face between your folds to suck your clit back into his mouth.
âDaddy!â You moan loudly as you cum.
You jolt as your slick completely coats his lower jaw and slowly starts to drip down his chin. He looks so hot covered in your juices that another wave of arousal hits you with full force.
âMessy fucking girl,â Heeseung grunts as he starts to take off his clothes.
Your mouth waters when you see his big cock slap his lower abdomen. Since heâs been gone, youâve been dreaming about that pretty dick every night.Â
Heeseung goes to kiss you roughly, eagerly shoving his tongue into your mouth. Tasting yourself makes you arch up into his body. Fuck. Youâre so turned on and desperate that you feel like you might die if he doesnât shove his cock inside you soon.
Seeing you so needy makes Heeseung pull back slightly to stroke his cock. Your eyes follow his movements, and you lick your lips when you see the amount of precum beading at the tip. With a deep groan, your stepdad notches his leaking tip against your clenching hole. Heeseung groans as he glides the fat head up your slit to smack it against your clit.
The feeling of the hot skin of his cock pulsing against your pussy makes you whine desperately. He keeps dragging his dripping cock against your throbbing cunt repeatedly, loving how youâre squirming against him. Teasing you is everything he imagined it would be, and he makes a note to do it often from now on. Heeseung thrusts his hips to rub his cock through the slick dripping from your cunt, moaning at how easily it coats the length of his cock.
âLook how deep daddyâs cock is gonna go, baby.â His voice is deeper than youâve ever heard it.
Heeseung uses his thumb to press his tip down against your skin as your unfocused eyes take in how far his cock will reach inside your needy cunt. It pulses and throbs, and more slick leaks out of you.
âOh god, daddy. Itâs too big,â you mewl even though the thought of having his monster cock inside you turns you on to no end.Â
With an endeared chuckle, he pulls his cock back to slide it across your pudgy bud. The bulbous head grinds against your sensitive clit until youâre whining and dripping more slick onto your sheets.
âYour pretty pussyâs just small, sweetheart,â he coos softly before he licks a broad stripe up your neck. âBut donât worry. Daddyâs gonna stretch out your cute little cunt so you can take my knot.â
Those filthy words make you whine and buck your hips desperately.
âReady to take this cock, little girl?â
Without waiting for an answer, he slips the head of his dick inside your clenching hole. He presses into your pussy slowly, and it makes you moan wantonly as you instantly feel some of your pain fade. Your moan breaks off into a gasp when you feel the burning stretch.
âFuck, youâre gonna be tight,â he laughs in delight. âA tight little pussy for daddy.â
You dig your nails into his back, eyes rolling into your skull as his girthy cock stretches your cunt. âItâs too big, daddy.â
âToo big?â Heeseung repeats as he gently bites your neck. âI guess daddyâs just going to have to train you to take his big cock then, huh?â
With that, he sinks his cock another inch into your clenching hole. Your walls clench down on his dick and make his hips stutter. His veiny cock feels so fucking good that you that the unbearable pain fades instantly. You feel so full and stretched out, but you want more. Your body reacts by getting wetter, easing the way for Heeseung to bully his cock further into your pussy until he bottoms out.
âIâm gonna spend all week training you, little girl,â he promises. âDaddyâs staying buried in this cute little pussy until youâre all nice and bred.â
You moan high in your throat, walls clamping down around Heeseungâs thick cock as you cum hard.
âOh, fuck me,â he laughs, extremely pleased. âYou like that? Like that Iâm gonna breed this sweet pussy all week?â
He pulls his cock halfway out then slowly sinks back into your wet and willing body. You mewl as your cream coats his cock.Â
âYes, daddy! Want you to stuff me full all week long!â
Heeseung starts fucking his cock deeper into your pussy, eager to give you what you want. He reaches between your bodies and begins to rub and pinch your clit. âIâm gonna fuck you through your heat, sweetheart. Gonna cream this pussy over and over again.â
Youâre letting out filthy moans like your mom isnât right outside your room crying her eyes out because youâre fucking her husband. Not that you care. All you can think about is the mind-numbing pleasure youâre receiving.
âCum on my cock again, baby,â Heeseung groans as he spears his cock into your sloppy hole. âI want you to squeeze me with that hot little cunt while I cum in you.â
You cry out loudly as his leaking tips rams into your g-spot. Your stepdadâs girthy cock is rutting into your squelching cunt mercilessly, heavy balls slapping against your ass with every thrust. Heeseungâs fingers circle your clit until your pussy is clenching and spasming around him again.
âAre you gonna give me your cum, daddy?â Your eyes shine with anticipation. âYour knot?â
âOf course, sweetheart. Daddyâs gonna give you a nice hot load. Then, Iâm gonna knot you so it takes. Thatâs how much I love you.â
His words make you gush more slick, eyes rolling back as the musky scent of sex fills the room. You cry out, feeling feral all over again.
âFuck yes!â You scream in pleasure. âCream my little pussy, daddy! Want it so fucking bad!â
âYeah? Then letâs make it easier.â
Without letting you answer, Heeseung pulls out of you with a lewd squelching sound and flips you onto your hands and knees. One of his hands presses down on your back while the other grips your hip to raise your ass up. Your stepdadâs big cock slides into your hot cunt much easier in this position. He bottoms out with a loud groan as you claw at your sheets.
Mewling, you press your ass backwards, working more of Heeseungâs big cock into your dripping pussy. You feel your slick dripping down your thighs and coat his heavy balls.
âWant you to knot me,â you slur, nails digging into your plush bedding. âWant your knot, daddy!â
He growls and starts to slam his cock into your sloppy pussy, making you cry out from the rough movement. Your walls clamp and pulse around his fat dick as he keeps spearing you open. The way you moan and mewl for him only makes him fuck you harder.
âGood girl,â he groans loudly, making you shiver all over. âMy good little girl.â
âDaddy,â you whimper as your pussy walls flutter around his thick length.
Heeseungâs cock throbs inside you. He pulls out halfway before roughly slamming his dick back into your sopping wet hole.Â
âFuck, youâre perfect,â he says as he squeezes the globes of your ass. Your eyes roll back as his fingers dig into your skin. âThis perfect pussy was made for me. Isnât that right, baby?â
âYes!â You gasp out in agreement as Heeseung pounds your cunt hard. âThis little pussy is all yours, daddy!â
Heeseung moans loudly and spanks your bouncing ass. You scream, pussy fluttering and pulsing around his dick as your third orgasm takes you both by surprise.Â
âGood girl,â he coos, grabbing the fat of your ass with both hands again. âSuch a good fucking girl. Gripping me with your tight pussy and working for my knot like a good little slut.â
Your body trembles as Heeseung keeps thrusting his fat cock right against your g-spot. His fat tip slams against your cervix, and you canât stop crying out in pleasure.
âCum one more time for me, pretty girl,â your stepdad roughly spanks your ass again, making you whine. âJust give me one more, and Iâll knot this pretty pussy so youâre nice and full. Donât you want that? For your hot cunt to be bred until youâre stuffed to the brim?â
âPlease, daddy!â You cry out, ass bouncing back against his rough thrusts. âWant your knot! Want it so fucking bad!â
One of his hands slides down your body to circle the swollen bundle of nerves coated in your slick. Your pussy clamps down on his dick as he softly teases your clit.Â
âThatâs it, baby.â Heeseung hunches over your back to kiss your neck. His tongue laps against your sweaty skin right over the sensitive spot thatâs meant to take his mark. âI feel you getting tighter, baby. Cream all over my cock.â
As Heeseung keeps hammering into your pussy, his fingers circle and tease across your pudgy bud until one last thrust has your orgasm whiting out your vision. Your ears ring so loud you donât even hear as your stepdad curses against your neck while he snaps his hips against your ass before burying his cock deep in your spasming pussy.
âFuck, sweetheart, Iâm gonna cum,â he pants into your neck. âTake my knot. Fuck. Take it.â
You cry out loudly. That desperate noise has Heeseung fucking his cock deep inside you until he cums.
âThatâs it,â heâs groaning and panting as he licks at your neck. âMilk my cock, little girl.â
You wail when his knot locks you together, stretching your cunt even further as you feel his hot thick cum spill inside you. Ropes and ropes of his hot seed spill into your pussy, and you love that his knot is keeping it stuffed inside you.
âSo good for me,â Heeseung groans, hands smoothing over your sides and back. He starts to scent you. âSuch a perfect omega. So fucking perfect.â
You sigh in content, body going limp as Heeseung continues to fill your pussy with load after load. Youâve heard that alphas cum more than usual when helping an omega in heat, but you didnât expect it to be this much. Not that youâre complaining. Youâre taking every drop he gives you with a blissful smile on your face
Your stepdad grinds his dick inside your pussy until the steady stream of cum stops filling you. He slowly shifts your bodies until youâre both able to lay on your sides comfortably. Heeseung buries his nose in your neck as his hands start to caress your body.Â
âFeels nice,â you mumble, relaxing even further against him.
âGood.â He says before he kisses your neck.
You mewl when he keeps pressing soft kisses on your neck and dragging his teeth over a sensitive spot that no one else has dared to touch. Heeseung keeps you two in the same position until his knot slowly deflates.
You whine when he slowly pulls out. Heeseung watches with dark eyes as his cum leaks out of your pussy. He uses two of his fingers to scoop it up and smear it across your clit. You mewl as slick starts to drip out of you again. Heeseung takes the opportunity to shove your legs open and rub your clit until your body arches off the bed. A mix of slick and cum gushes from your pussy as you climax again.
âLet me lick that pussy, baby,â Heeseung murmurs as he starts kissing his way down your body. âWant to suck on that swollen little bud until youâre creaming my tongue.â
âFuck,â your whine is high-pitched and needy. âDo it, daddy. I want your mouth on my pussy.â
He groans and sloppily kisses your slit in thanks. When he pulls back a bit, you see his lips coated with your juices. Your pussy pulses and clenches in eagerness.
âSo messy, sweetheart.âÂ
With that, your stepdad pushes your thighs against the bed to keep you spread for him. He repeatedly plants wet kisses on your pulsing clit, worshipping you until youâre writhing against him. His teeth scrape and nip your pudgy nub as his dark eyes watch you carefully.Â
Heeseung spanks your pussy when you keep squirming. He smirks when you jolt with a loud cry. Slick pours out of you, filling the room with your lovely scent. Itâs your bodyâs way of signaling that itâs ready to be knotted again.Â
âWhat a needy little girl,â he coos as he blows air on your soaked cunt. âJust desperate for me to clean up this sloppy pussy, hm?â
âYes, yes!â You moan, pussy throbbing with need. âEat my pussy, daddy. Lick me clean.â
âDirty little slut,â Heeseung groans before he slaps your wet cunt again. âIâm gonna stay here with you all night. Keep my tongue buried in your tight hole until you squirt all over me.â
âFuck. Yes, yes!â you moan as you arch your hips up to entice him. âLet me cum all over your face, daddy!â
Heeseung smirks and buries his face in your cunt to give you what you want.
You lose complete track of time as Heeseung makes you cum on his tongue over and over again. After the second orgasm, you start squirting like he wants. Heâs so delighted that he keeps fucking his tongue into you, indulging himself in your addicting taste. Youâre happy to lay there and let him eat your pussy until youâre nothing more than a gushing mess.
âGood girl,â Heeseung moans into your cunt, his face completely drenched in your slick.
You mewl in response, hoping heâs had enough fun playing with your pussy to give you his cock. He flips you over and arches your back so your ass and pussy are on full display for him. He groans when he sees your soaked pussy and thighs.Â
âHee,â you whimper desperately. âWant your cock.â
âSpread those legs for me, baby. Show daddy that sloppy pussy.â
With a loud whine, you bend forward more and spread your thighs apart further to give him a better view of your holes. Your pussy is dripping with slick, and Heeseung commits the filthy sight to memory.Â
âDaddy,â you whimper. âPlease.â
Your stepdad lets out a deep laugh before his hands slide down your back to cup your ass and spread you open even more. Heeseung groans deeply.
âGod, baby. Iâm never gonna get tired of seeing this hot cunt gushing for me,â he tells you with a pleased hum. âIâm gonna breed this little pussy all night.â
âPlease,â you beg through a moan, pressing your ass back against him. âWant it so bad, daddy.â
Heeseung rubs his cock against your soaked pussy lips, gathering your wetness all over his length. He licks his lips, loving how you feel against him. His cock throbs because he can tell how badly youâre aching to be fucked and knotted and stuffed full of cum.
âDonât worry, sweetheart. Youâre gonna get my knot. Iâm gonna stuff your little pussy to the brim.â Heeseung promises before he slams his cock into your clenching heat.
Your moan is loud as he completely bottoms out into your needy pussy. Heeseung doesnât let you adjust and pulls all the way out before slamming back inside. Your stepdadâs instincts completely take over, his only goal being to knot and breed your pussy.Â
You cry out when you feel your cunt stretching around his dick. He groans and drapes his chest across your back, hips slamming against your ass. The lewd sounds of skin slapping and the wet squelching of your pussy fills the room. You whine loudly, turned on from the fact that your mom can hear all the filthy noises.
âIâm gonna keep you knotted for hours, make sure it takes,â Heeseung groans before he starts to nip at your jawline,Â
âFuck!â You mewl wantonly. âI want it, daddy! Want you to breed my pussy so fucking bad!â
Your legs start to shake when Heeseung reaches around to play with your clit. He bites down on your neck and starts spearing his fat cock into your clenching hole. He fucks you deep and fast, his slowly expanding knot brushing your entrance with every rock of his hips. You can only lay there and take it, moaning and whining in pleasure as he fucks your pussy. His cock pounds your soaked cunt, thick head knocking against your cervix.Â
âGood girl,â he groans, biting at your ear. âGood girls deserve to have their cute little pussies bred, donât they, sweetheart?â
âYes!â you cry as he rubs your clit faster. âIâm gonna cum, daddy. Gonna cream your fat knot.â
âThatâs it, little girl,â he keeps rubbing fast circles on your swollen bud. âCum all over me. Show me how much you want me to fill your pretty pussy.â
Heeseung starts to bite and suck on your neck as you moan for him. His hips snap against yours as he roughly fucks you into the mattress. With every thrust, his balls slap against your slippery clit until heâs pulling another orgasm from your exhausted body.Â
âBest fucking pussy Iâve ever had,â Heeseung groans, pulling out to slam back in, dick bullying into your swollen, fluttering walls. âGoddamn. Youâre so fucking tight. My little girl just loves her stepdadâs dick so much.â
âI fucking love it, daddy!â You cry out. âLove your big cock so much!â
Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your orgasm overtakes your senses. Heeseung groans as your cream stains his cock. Your body trembles as your pussy milks his dick. His hips piston against your ass, dragging your orgasm out until you spiral into a second one. Your stepdad groans, hips pumping his cock into your dripping cunt harshly.
Heeseung buries his cock deep in your spasming hole, knot locking you together as his cum floods your cunt, breeding your pussy full. He groans your name as he cums, walls milking him to shoot hot rope after rope of hot cum inside your little pussy. Pleasure consumes your entire body as you feel each spurt of his thick cum pumping into your cunt.Â
âTaking it so good, baby,â he murmurs against your neck, tongue licking the sweat beading at your skin. âSuch a perfect little slut.â
You hum dazedly, body sinking down across your bed as you feel each spurt of his thick seed filling your pussy.Â
âSo full, daddy,â you mewl, legs shaking as he softly ruts his knot further into you.
Thatâs how you spend the rest of your night. Being knotted by your stepdad over and over again until you canât handle anymore.Â
Itâs almost dawn by the time your mom hears all the filthy moans and groans from your room stop. By now, sheâs ran her tears dry, and she thinks she might not be able to cry for a long time. With a heavy heart, she gets up from her bed and walks to your room. The heartbreaking sight of you laying on her husbandâs chest, sleeping peacefully as he caresses your head is like a breaking point.
Thereâs a blanket draped over your bodies, but she can te youâre both still naked. She feels sick at the thought of her husbandâs cock still being lodged inside you.
Heeseung turns his dark eyes on her, not at all affected by her puffy, bloodshot eyes. Her pitiful face only makes him feel disgusted.
âYouâre not coming to bed?â Her voice is hoarse and weak.
âIâm still knotted to your daughter.â
A lone tear slips down her cheek.
âHeeseungââ
âYou should leave. Y/Nâs heat is more intense because of how long it was suppressed.â Heeseungâs voice is cold. âWe can discuss the divorce after I finish helping her through it.â
His wife sobs, but he doesnât feel sorry. He canât. Especially not now that heâs finally had you in the way he wants. She turns and walks away from him like a zombie. He groans when you shift against him in your sleep. Your movements tug gently on his knot, and it makes his cock throb and twitch in need.
Heeseung hums in content. When you get up, heâs going to knot you all over again. Except this time, heâll do it on his own bed since thatâs where youâll be sleeping soon.
As soon as your mom gets out of his house, heâs going to have you take her place. No matter how badly she begs, Heeseung wonât change his mind because he knows that thereâs no getting rid of this feeling he has for you, and he doesnât care what he has to do to keep you at his side forever.
#lee heeseung smut#heeseung smut#enhypen smut#enha smut#lee heeseung x reader#heeseung x reader#enhypen x reader#enha x reader#enhypen fic#lee heeseung imagines#heeseung imagines#heeseung fic#enha fic
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LEE JENO FIC REC LIST
s, smut | f, fluff | a, angst
everyone in heat after tds3. everyone is me. > lots are from my old recs so itâs extra long!
recommendation masterlist
rich purity [ virgin!jeno x fem!reader ] [ fwb, university au ] s,f,a
fight club [ fighter!jeno x fem!reader, strangers to lovers ] s,f
in your eyes, part two [ player!jeno x fem!reader, college au ] s,f,a
summer love [ brothers bestfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] [ 90's summer au ] f
the antics [ model!jeno x fem!reader ] s,f,a
pride & prejudice. [ pride and prejudice!jeno x afab!reader ] s,f,a
netflix and chill [ jeno x fem!reader ] [ college au, strangers to lovers ] s,f
two photos, two kisses [ one night stand to lovers au ] s,f,a
impaled [ boyfriend!jeno x fem!reader x roommate!haechan ] [frat/soccer au] s
reel [ friend group camping trip au ] s,f
i suddenly realize my archnemisis is hot (during a battle to the death). [ son of ares!jeno x daughter of nike!reader ] f,a
summer hair = forever young [ strangers to lovers, summer fling au ] s,f,a
my first and last [ campus heartbreaker!jeno x fem!reader, friends to lovers au ] s,f,a
premium boy-toy [ stripper!jeno x fem!reader ] s
the walls are thin [ roommate!jeno x fem!reader x roommate!jaemin } s
promiscuous [ established relationship, jeno x ex-stripper!reader ] s
hush, hush. [ jeno, haechaen, jaemin x fem!reader ] s
wicked games [ enemies to lovers au ] s,f,a
sugar daddy galore! [ sugardaddy jeno & jaemin x fem!reader ] s
wanna know what it's like [ alt!jeno x fem!reader ] [ fwb au ] s,f
someone with secrets [ jeno x fem!reader ] [ classroom au ] s
open the gates, let me in [ bestfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] ft. haechan and jaemin f
shameless [ step-son x step-mom reader ] s
step on a crack, dr. leeâs gonna break your back! [ chiropractor!jeno x fem!reader ] s
the perks of having a hot best friend [ bestfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] f,a
only for me [ bestfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] s,f,a
scream [ halloween party au, frat party au ] s
fuck around and find out [ bestfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] s
bet! [ bestfriends to lovers au, college au ] f,a
sizing it up [ boyfriend jeno x reader ] s
summer heat and summer swim [ established relationship, pool day au ] s,f
brother's bestfriend!lee jeno x reader [ brother's best friend!jeno ] s
the boy next door [ neighbor!jeno x fem!reader ] s,f,a
be careful what you wish for [ boyfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] s
get smart [ boyfriend!jeno x fem!reader ] s
take my breath [ alpha!jeno x fem omega!reader ] s
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Okay, just listen to meâŚ
So this story starts with the Fentons. Their little omega son was born not so long ago (I don't believe in ABO, where people learn their gender in adolescence, it's weird). In general, he is just a kid, but they decided to go on an expedition because they had an exclusive opportunity⌠What could have gone wrong?
All. You see, their poor little boy was lost in the mountains. There was nothing they could do. At least their daughter was safe⌠But because of their carelessness, they lost a child. Because of this, they will never build a ghost portal. In fact, they'll give up ghost hunting altogether and even start visiting Vlad out of guilt (he's a little less of a jerk because they finally remembered him).
In fact, it was a little more complicated.
Let's move to the League. How lucky they were to spot a couple of scientists studying what looked like the Lazarus Pits Water. even better, these idiots were next to their child. Of course, the League took Danny away to blackmail the Fentons into working for them later. But as they delved deeper into their work, it became clear that the Fentons were simply obsessed with ghosts⌠They are unlikely to be useful.
So they had an omega baby in their arms. Of course, you can get rid of it⌠But isn't he the same age as the young master? Of course, young alphas benefit from having an omega of their own age around. Why not keep it? Ra's simply waved his hand. He's a f... old man who thinks omegas are cute furniture, if his grandson can get a nice little thing, why not?
So, they grow side by side. Danny's learning some self-defense, but he's not in the best of health, and he's just an omega, so no one thinks he's going to make it. Nor does he show any interest in it. He seems to have inherited all that mad scientist energy from his parents? In this case, he simply joins the scientists working for the League. He tolerates the Water of the Lazarus Pits surprisingly well (after all, when Maddie was pregnant, she was infected with ectoplasm).
So, when Damian got his first missions (let's do the League of Assassins missions with Mom), he started bringing Danny all sorts of things: small hairpins-stars, souvenirs and sweets. It's cute. They became very close. When they promise to marry each other in the future, it's just charming, but Talia doesn't take it seriously, and Ra's just doesn't care (he probably thinks that in 20 years his grandson will have a harem in the spirit of Luo Bingge).
Unfortunately for them, even little Damian takes his promises very seriously.
Only then does Talia pick him up from the League and bring him to his Father. She promises to look after Danny (she lies ). Events follow one another. Soon, Danny joins a project to study the Lazarus Pit water treatment device. What do you think it builds? A few years pass, and Danny becomes the one who launches the portal to the Infinite Realms. Needless to say, he didn't plan on it.
It die. He is alive. When he found out what was on the other side, he destroyed the portal. After collecting the blueprints, he runs out of the league (because now it's much easier for him to do it).
It wasn't that he didn't know where to look for his dear young master. The young master is the only one he can trust with this secret.
After all, it's something fun.
Alfred: A courier came by today. Did Young Master Damian order anything?
Damian: No, what is it?
Alfred: The big box.
Bruce: Be careful, what if it's a bomb?
Danny, jumping out of the box: Has anyone ordered an ectoscientist? A ghost? Maybe the bride?
Somewhere in Amity Park, one of Vlad's inventions starts beeping. He immediately informs the Fentons that an overly powerful ecto-energy burst has been detected⌠And now it's making its way to Gotham City. They didn't want anything to do with it until Vlad said it was originally near the place where they lost their son.
Could it be the ghost that killed him? Or maybe this is the ghost of their baby, who can be seen for the last time? Anyway, it's the last time the Fentons are out hunting.
(Well, they'll end up hunting really well. I'm not sure what Ra's has to do to get away from Maddie.)
By the way, do you see this ugly suspension with a ghost and a heart? Jack had made it for Maddie before they were married. He was with Danny when he went missingâŚ
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Although they often argued with each other. But if it is about kicking demons' @$$, they were very united LMAO ę(ËáË*)

#devil may cry oc#devil may cry#oc#dmc5#daughter of omega and alpha#original character#nero#dmc nero
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Cherry Red, Crimson Blood
Chapter 2 - Adjustments
Summary: You're struggling a bit in your adjustment to your new life, and you're finding some of them are easier to get along with than others. Luckily you're not in it alone.
Pairing: Poly 141 x reader
Warnings: Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, Alternate Universe, a/b/o typical classism and sexism, military inaccuracies, let's be real this is so unrealistic but it's a/b/o you're not here for accuracy.
Author's Note: I'm so just overwhelmed with the attention this fic has gotten, but not in a bad way I promise! I'm just surprised is all. Thank you everyone that has read and reblogged and commented. I love all of you and so, since I have no self control, here is Chapter 2. Lots more world building and dialogue in this part, but I promise good stuff is coming.
Also I promise Soap will get his time soon. He's just the hardest for me to write, and you'll see why in this chapter.
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âShe was lying.âÂ
Price doesnât bother looking up as a dark figure leans against the wall next to him. He stares out at the empty space between the barracks and the mess hall, not much traffic between the buildings during this time of day.Â
âAbout how she got to the institute.âÂ
âOr at least not telling the whole truth.â Price says, turning to look at Simon. âSomething tells me sheâd talk if we asked.âÂ
âSheâs soft.â Simon says, letting his gaze drift off into the distance.Â
âSheâs a civilian.â Price counters. âThe CIA did a little training, but sheâll need some work. We canât leave her completely defenseless...âÂ
Simon turns to face him again. âThereâs something else.âÂ
Price pushes himself off the wall, heading back inside. Simon follows, the two of them making their way down the hall to his office. âThereâs hundreds of American military bases across the world, thousands of regiments they could have chosen from, and yet, they sent her to us.âÂ
Simon closes the door behind him as Price sinks into his desk chair. âYou think it was deliberate?âÂ
Price pulls open one of the drawers, pulling out the file Kate had given him. âLaswell said the CIA has had eyes on her for years.â He slides it across his desk to Simon. âThereâs a lot of why's in this situation, and a lot of howâs. Like, if what sheâs saying is true, how did a Staff Sergeant get his daughter into FIOT practically overnight?âÂ
Simon glances up at him over the top of the file. âYou think thereâs something else going on with this Initiative.âÂ
Price nods. âI do. I think thereâs more than one experiment being run, and weâre the guinea pigs.âÂ

You stare at your reflection in the mirror as you run a comb through your damp hair. You look tired, the dark circles that have plagued your face for the last few weeks looking even darker now. Itâs been a long day, so long itâs hard to believe itâs only been a matter of hours since you boarded the helicopter in London.Â
Your new pack had made themselves scarce after dinner, leaving you to your own devices. You had been left alone after lunch too, and you had spent that time laying in bed, resting after the overwhelming scenting.Â
Youâd played back the last few hours in your mind. Leaving London in the helicopter, meeting your new Pack Alpha, Laswell leaving, meeting your new pack, the scenting. You had plenty to think about, to stress over, and you had been surprised when the knock came at your door for dinner. You were equally surprised to see Gaz and Soap waiting for you.Â
Youâd been sandwiched between them again as you walked to the mess. It was busier for dinner, and the eyes werenât quite so quick to look away with the alphas missing. You know they have to be curious, with an omega on base following around two members of a SpecOps team, smelling like them. You know what they were probably thinking of you, what they were thinking your presence means.Â
Youâve begun to understand Priceâs rules a bit more.Â
Price and Ghost had joined you as Soap said they would, coming in late from whatever they had been busy doing. You had been seated next to Soap, Ghost taking his other side while Price sat next to Gaz. It hadnât gone unnoticed to you how close Soap and Ghost sat, and you remembered the look in Ghostâs eyes when Soap had approached to scent you. How his defensive stare had turned icy, threatening even, when heâd gotten close to you as if you were capable of hurting Soap. It had been a silent warning. If you tried anything, youâd have him to contend with.Â
Ghost is territorial, more so than most alphas. You had seen it just a bit in Price, but only because you had been watching for it. Ghost was silent in his claim, but his gaze spoke of his territorialism. As you sat at the table with them, you slowly felt the stares lessen, the curious alphas and betas around you slowly turning away from your table until you were left in peace. You knew it was all thanks to a well-pointed glare from the second alpha at the table.Â
Theyâd escorted you back to the barracks before disappearing again, leaving you alone. Youâd opted for a shower to try and clear your head, exhaustion weighing heavy in your limbs but your mind was racing too much to really get any rest. You havenât been told what their normal schedules entail or even what they look like, but you expect an early morning tomorrow. Since Price had said at least one of them needed to escort you around base, that likely meant you were going to be constrained to their schedules.Â
You know even when theyâre not away, their days are probably full of training and briefings, much like yours had been for three months. Theyâre probably up early, earlier than youâd like to be, and then they go non-stop all day.Â
You wonder if they ever get a break.Â
Maybe this is a break for them.Â
You sit on the edge of the bed after you finish your routine, eyeing the pillows and blankets stacked at the end. Theyâre military issue, not as soft or as plush as you might have preferred. This is your new normal, though. Comfort isnât exactly going to be a high priority.Â
Tears prick your eyes as you run your hand over the comforter. You know itâs the exhaustion, the stress of the day beginning to weigh on you. Youâre worn out, and thatâs causing a slip in the tight reins you keep on your mood. Omegas and alphas were both prone to being moody, and those who were unrestrained could lose control quickly. Alphas were quick to anger, while omegas could get depressed very easily. Exhaustion drives both to being grumpy, though alphas will descend into irritability and anger, while omegas will get whiny and weepy.Â
You hate it, how easily you can be driven to cry. How easily you can lose control. It makes you feel weak and helpless, but thatâs partially by design. It was supposed to be your packâs job to fix that, to give you that support and take care of you.Â
Except you donât know your pack.Â
What would they do if you approached them like this, all teary and needy? Would instinct take over and snap them into their roles? Or would they give you an awkward pat on the back and leave you to take care of yourself? Gaz would help you, you think. He had slipped into that role so easily during the scenting. Your fingers twitch on the bedspread, your mind telling you to seek him out, track him down, even if itâs only to catch a whiff of his scent again. Â
Your phone screen lights up where itâs sitting on the nightstand, drawing your attention from the door. Kate had given you the phone just this morning before you left the hotel. It had her number on it, as well as your packâs. Youâd half expected to find messages already from them when youâd turned it on, but there had been none. They had kept that boundary of meeting in person first.Â
You pick up the phone, checking the message. Itâs from Price.Â
Breakfast is at 0700. Iâll take you to see the Omega Specialist after.Â
Seven oâclock. Itâs not terribly early. Youâd eaten around the same time at the institute. Youâll get to meet the Omega Specialist as well tomorrow. Youâve met plenty of them in your time as an omega, but something about the idea of having someone there who knows, who understands is comforting to you.Â
You send a reply in acknowledgement for tomorrowâs plan before setting an alarm for tomorrow morning. Thereâs an uneasy feeling under your skin, a tickling in the back of your mind that you canât seem to relax. Your eyes are drawn to the desk where the shirts still sit, and before you know it youâre moving to the desk, letting your fingers trail over each one.Â
You grab Priceâs shirt, taking it back to your bed. You curl up with your back facing the door, holding the shirt against your chest, letting the scent of tobacco smoke and whiskey fill your nose. Silent tears slide down your cheeks, your face pressing into the pillow to muffle your sobs.Â
As you try to muffle your tears, you miss the sound of boots pausing in front of your door, the person on the other side standing there for a moment before continuing down the hall.Â

You let out a groan as your alarm pulls you from sleep. You had drifted in and out for a few hours before finally managing to get a couple precious hours of sleep. Youâd woken when the others got up. You knew they were trying to be quiet but you had heard them shuffling around, talking quietly amongst each other. Youâre normally a fairly deep sleeper, but in a new place you always struggle.Â
A new place surrounded by almost complete strangers.Â
You turn off your alarm, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. Theyâre burning a bit, the exhaustion still weighing heavy on your shoulders. You pad to the bathroom, splashing cold water on your face to try and make yourself at least look more alive than you feel. The last thing you need is them getting worried about you. Thatâs attention youâre not sure you want right now.Â
You blink sleepily at your closet, trying to decide what to wear. Were you allowed to wear anything? You didnât have much besides the basics, since the only thing you had been allowed to wear at the institute was its uniform and the clothes they provided. Then when you were with the CIA, they had provided clothes for you to wear as well. The things you have now had been bought by Kate before you left D.C.Â
Everyone on base wore similar variants of the same uniform. Youâre not military, though, so you donât think those rules apply to you. No one had said anything about your state of dress yesterday. You opt for comfort, knowing youâd likely find out soon if you were going to be forced to dress differently too.Â
Youâre tying your shoes when the knock sounds on your door. You had heard the others moving around, footsteps in the hallway, opening and closing doors, quiet voices talking and Soap laughing at something. You know itâs one of them, yet the nervous tickle at the back of your head is back.Â
Soap is leaning casually against your doorframe when you open the door. His face lights up in a smile as he sees you. âMorning, bonny. Sleep alright?âÂ
âYeah.â You shrug. âTossed and turned for a while.âÂ
âWe didne keep ye up did we?â He asks, his smile faltering just a bit.Â
You shake your head. âNo, I never sleep well the first few nights in a new place.âÂ
âWell, our beds are always open if ye need something more comfortable.â He winks at you playfully.Â
Your face warms at his words, the double meaning not lost on you. You were right, Soap was going to be the one to push your boundaries the most.Â
Gaz elbows him in the ribs as he passes. âSheâs been here a day, mate, donât go scaring her off now.â He leans on the other side of your doorframe, giving you a smile. âMorning.âÂ
âMorning.â You say, your face still warm from Soapâs teasing.Â
âYou hungry?â Gaz asks.Â
You nod. You do feel hungry this morning, likely a side effect from your emotional night last night. You step out of your room, the two betas stepping back to give you space as you close the door behind you. Ghost is leaning against the wall next to his door, his eyes watching with the typical cautious disinterest that seemed to be his default setting.Â
Gaz and Soap sandwich you between them again, close enough their arms brush yours as you walk. It was almost as if they could sense your inner turmoil, the neediness still tugging at the back of your mind. If Ghost hadnât been trailing the three of you, you might have been tempted to give in and grip their sleeves, or slip your hands into theirs. How would Ghost respond to such a bold move? The mental image of your body flying through the air as he punted you into next week almost makes you laugh.Â
Price is already seated at a table frowning at his phone over a cup of coffee. Gaz and Soap load up your tray for you, something youâre getting used to rather quickly. It was expected from the alphas, or at least Price, to coddle you a bit, but it seemed the betas were more than happy to get in on it as well.Â
The thought makes something flutter in your chest.Â
Youâre seated between Gaz and Price again once you reach the table, Price greeting you with a tired smile. âMorning. Sleep alright?âÂ
âNot really.â You say honestly. âNew place and all. Iâll settle in eventually.âÂ
âMaybe the Omega Specialist can give you some ideas to help.â He glances at his watch before looking at you as you spoon a heaping spoonful of porridge into your mouth. âTake your time. We have until 8.âÂ
You listen to the conversation at the table as you eat, Gaz and Soap talking about a football game thatâs on tonight. You feel eyes on you, your skin prickling a bit. You glance up, half expecting Ghost to be glowering at you again, but his gaze is focused on his eggs. You cast a quick glance around the mess, turning slightly to look behind you.Â
Three tables over, you find the gaze of some soldier focused on you. You havenât paid much attention to anyone else on the base, but then again you havenât had much time or reason to yet. You canât read the expression on his face as he stares at you, but you feel a shiver run down your spine as your eyes meet his.Â
He stares at you for a few seconds before his gaze moves slightly past you, quickly dropping back to his plate. You turn around, finding Ghost staring just past your head. His eyes are narrowed, his scent coming off stronger than it had been. You can practically see his hackles raised, the warning clear in the air. You feel the urge to curl in on yourself, the threatening aura radiating from him makes you want to cower.Â
It doesn't go unnoticed by those at the table either.Â
âEasy, Ghost.â Price says calmly, Gaz turning to follow his line of sight.Â
âBloody wanker.â Ghost grumbles before rising from the table.Â
You turn back around, but the soldier that had been staring at you is gone.Â

You nervously pick at your sweatshirt sleeves as you sit in the plastic chair next to Price. Youâre still on edge a bit from what happened at breakfast. It wasnât so much being stared at that bothered you. After now three meals in the mess, youâve almost come to expect it. Itâs Ghostâs reaction that has your mind still reeling.Â
âIâve always hated the medical center.â Price says with a sigh as he leans his head back against the wall. âIt smells too sterile. Makes my nose burn. Reminds me of too many close calls.âÂ
His words jar you a bit. You hadnât even thought about that aspect of his job. Heâs used to getting shot at, to getting into fights, running head first into danger that would send most running the other way. You wonder how many times heâs been the one with the close call, and how many others heâs had to watch have their own.Â
You wonder how many times heâs had to make that trip to tell someoneâs family.Â
Youâre pulled from your thoughts as the door across from you opens. Price pushes himself to his feet, and you follow as a kind looking woman steps out. You breathe a quiet sigh of relief. You donât have anything against male Omega Specialists, but you were already surrounded by men. Sure you have Kate, but sheâs half a world away.Â
Sheâs tall, dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. Despite being a doctor sheâs dressed casually, no white coat or gloves to be seen. Her eyes are light green and crease in the corners when she smiles.Â
âHello, Iâm Dr. Keller.â She introduces herself, shaking Priceâs hand.Â
American. You think, silently breathing another sigh of relief. Kate really had pulled some strings with this one.Â
âCaptain John Price.â He says.Â
You introduce yourself when she turns to you, shaking your hand. Her voice is soft and gentle, the scent of beta coming off her in waves.Â
âCome on in,â She says, leading you into the office. âSit anywhere you like. Make yourselves comfortable.âÂ
Her office isnât what you expected either. Instead of the harsh fluorescents, the lighting is softer, warmer. Thereâs paintings and posters all over the walls, along with several plants. Thereâs a desk covered in books and paperwork in one corner and a bookshelf with several books packed into it in the other. Thereâs a couch on one wall, and a couple plush looking chairs on the other.Â
You move to one of the chairs, sinking down onto it. It envelops you in softness, and you feel as if you might sink into it and never be able to get out. After a day of hard plastic and stiff blankets, it nearly makes you weep.Â
Price takes the chair next to you, Dr. Keller sitting on the couch across from you. The office smells good, a light, neutral scent in the air aside from the pure almondy scent of beta.Â
âAlright,â She says, holding a tablet and a stack of files in her lap. âI always like to start by introducing myself and telling you a bit about me, then weâll get into the important stuff.âÂ
She jumps into telling you about herself. Where she grew up: California. Where she studied: UC Berkeley. What institute she did her residency at: West Coast Training Academy. Where she worked last before Kate called her in: some poor inner city institute in LA.Â
âNow, on to the more important stuff.â She says, turning on the tablet. âI got your medical records yesterday. Youâre quite the healthy girl.âÂ
âYes ma'am. I have good genes. Thatâs what my mom used to say.â You respond.Â
Dr. Keller smiles. âHardly even been sick. Your heats are all normal, too, correct?âÂ
âYes, maâam.â You say. âExcept for a three month stretch two years ago.âÂ
âYes, the heat sickness epidemic that hit America.â She says.Â
You nod. âFIOT locked down completely and everyone was supposed to quarantine, but I heard a rumor that it was one of the beta food workers. She snuck out to see her alpha boyfriend and brought it in with her. We only think it was her because she disappeared not long after the first omega got sick.âÂ
Dr. Keller hums. âI know not everyone was so willing to take it seriously. You made a full recovery, though. No lasting side effects, Iâm sure thanks to the state of the art medical facilities that FIOT keeps.âÂ
âYes, maâam. We were lucky it was just a mild case.âÂ
âThat is lucky.â She flips through something on the tablet. âYour lab results all look phenomenal. I like to do checkups monthly, just to ensure everything is working as it should. I know the CIA gave you quite the cocktail of vaccines while you were with them.â She turns her gaze to Price. âCaptain Price, Iâve sent in a request for your teamâs vaccination records as well. Iâm sure youâve had everything under the sun, but Iâd like to ensure thereâs no risk of any accidental exposures.âÂ
âI donât see a problem with that.â Price says. âIf RAMC gives you any trouble, just let me know. Iâll get them for you myself.âÂ
âThank you, Captain.â She says. âOne last bit in this part and then we can move on. I see FIOT issued an implant before you left, as is standard practice.âÂ
You nod. âYes, maâam.âÂ
âGood. Youâve had more than enough time for it to take effect so we wonât have to worry about any accidental slip ups during your next heat.âÂ
Your cheeks warm at her words a bit. Youâve been trying to avoid thinking about that inevitable side of things.Â
âAnd your next heat is roughly six weeks away.â She says, looking at the calendar. âDon't be surprised if it comes a little earlier now that youâre being exposed to alphas again.âÂ
Your stomach twists nervously at that thought. It was common for heats to be triggered early after exposure to alphas, especially after such a prolonged period without exposure to them. It wasnât likely to start tomorrow, but you knew it could jump a week or two due to the natural pheromones alphas put off, and the instinctual call for the alpha/omega bond.Â
âYouâre planning for the claiming to take place during the heat?â Dr. Keller asks.Â
âYes, thatâs the plan.â Price says.Â
âThat is the most natural time for it.â Dr. Keller says. âOf course, it is always up to omega preference in the end.âÂ
You donât miss the way her eyes dart to you for a second.Â
âNow that thatâs over with,â She says, putting the tablet to the side. âIf itâs alright with you, Iâd like to do this next part with just the two of us.âÂ
A beat of silence passes before you realize sheâs asking you. Her eyes are on you, and so are Priceâs. Sheâs asking you. Sheâs asking you what you want.Â
âI-I guess...yeah.â You stutter over your words, not quite sure how to answer. Is there a wrong answer? Would Price be upset if you said yes? Would Dr. Keller be upset if you said no? Your eyes turn to Price, trying to gauge his reaction.Â
âItâs up to you.â He says softly. âWeâre here for you.âÂ
You sit up a little straighter at his words, nodding your head. âY-Yes. Thatâs okay.âÂ
Price pushes himself to stand up. âIâll be right outside.âÂ
The air inside the room seems to lighten as he leaves, Dr. Keller reclining back on the couch as the door clicks shut. She pulls out a stack of papers and a pen before she looks at you. Your palms are sweating, and youâre starting to think youâd like the chair to swallow you whole.Â
âThis next part can feel a bit personal, but I just want you to know that everything you say in here is as confidential as youâd like it to be. Captain Price is right. I am an Omega Specialist, Iâm here for you. Iâm not just a doctor, Iâm here to help you in all aspects of being an omega. I know FIOT teaches a lot, mainly obedience and compliance. I want to make it clear that you can be honest with me.â She holds up the stack of papers. âNo one is going to see these papers but me, alright?âÂ
âYes, maâam.â You nod.Â
âYou donât have to be so formal with me.â She smiles. âYou can call me Dr. Keller, or Doc. You could even call me an evil bitch if you want, it wonât phase me any.âÂ
You canât help the small smile that forms on your face.Â
âIâve got some questions Iâd like to ask you. Theyâre a sort of tracker to measure how well youâre settling in and bonding with your new pack. Iâd like to meet once a week until your next heat just to see how well youâre settling in. After that we can meet as often as youâd like. Sound good?âÂ
You nod in approval. It sounds like a lot, but you also know youâre going to have a lot of downtime, even with your pack on base.Â
âAlright, letâs get started. How are you settling in? I know itâs barely been a day, but I want to know how you feel here.âÂ
Your heart begins to pound in your chest. How do you feel here? How do you feel after being pulled from the institute and taken to a training facility where you found out youâd be moving halfway across the world to be a military packâs omega.Â
This wasnât what you had expected when you reached the age where you became an available omega. Most omegas at FIOT came from rich, powerful, important families and your purpose there was to be groomed into the perfect omega to return right back to that world.Â
You thought you would be chosen quickly. You had expected it. With your scores and your high ratings and your status, you were what most alphas dreamed of. Yet, the years had passed and though there was some interest, nothing had ever come of it. You werenât alone in it. There were others like you, those who excelled at being an omega, but then seemed to stall in the selection once they came of age.Â
Of course, now that you look back on it, you canât help but think it might have been done on purpose. The Omega Initiative was new, you had been told during your first briefing explaining why you were taken to a remote building somewhere outside of D.C. and greeted not by your new pack, but swathes of CIA agents. Military packs were nothing new, but they wanted to utilize the naturally formed packs and make them stronger and more stable by adding in omegas.Â
Only highly skilled omegas were considered for the program, but of course you had no say in whether you were going to partake or not. They chose the omegas and they decided where you would end up.Â
It wasnât that dissimilar from being chosen from an Institute. At FIOT there was a screening process packs had to go through to be determined eligible to have access to omega files. Then the pack would have to send a neutral emissary, usually a beta, to meet the omegas in person and choose on behalf of the alpha. Most institutes donât have that strenuous of a process, and some donât have a process at all. In some, alphas themselves could walk in and choose an omega without even so much as a background check.Â
Omegas never got a say. As soon as you were handed over to an institute, the ability to choose was taken from you. Whoever your caretakers were as a pup signed over their rights to you and the institute became your legal guardian. They dictated your life up until you joined a new pack.Â
You had hoped it would be someone rich. If nothing else, youâd get to live a cushy life and youâd never have to worry about anything. When they told you what was really going to happen to you, you had almost cried. You did cry, late at night curled up in your bunk after hours of training and briefings.Â
Kate picked you for this pack specifically because she knew them and she knew you could handle them and their world.Â
Maybe if you had been worse at being an omega, things would have been better for you.Â
Or maybe they would have been worse.Â
âItâs...different.â You finally say, picking at your sleeves again. âBut in a lot of ways, itâs similar to The Institute. It always takes me time to settle somewhere new.âÂ
âMe too.â Dr. Keller says, writing some things down. âAnd with the time change, itâs just so much harder. I feel like I should be in bed right now, but itâs 8 AM. Have you started nesting?âÂ
You shake your head. âNo. I donât even feel the urge to.âÂ
âThatâs fine.â She says, writing something else down. âIn truth, Iâd be more concerned if you were.âÂ
Your eyebrows raise a bit. âWhy?âÂ
âDuring an adjustment period for an omega, especially in a new pack, there can be something that happens called false instincts. The sudden urge to nest, a drive to bond with pack members too soon, false heats. Itâs usually brought on by a sudden change in environment, like when omegas are taken from a place where theyâve spent sometimes years with no exposure to alphas and are suddenly thrown into a space with a lot of alphas. Itâs more common in larger packs where you have alphas, betas, and other omegas.âÂ
âCould it happen in smaller packs?â You ask.Â
âItâs possible, though rare. It can cause some serious issues down the line when those instincts are actually supposed to begin to show up, like adjustment sickness. Iâd say if youâre starting to feel the urge to nest or bond before the first week is up, then come talk to me, alright?âÂ
âYes, maâam.â You nod.Â
She smiles, turning the page. âHow far have you gotten with the bonding process?âÂ
âJust the scenting yesterday.â You answer.Â
âAnd how did that go?âÂ
You pick at the loose thread on your sweatshirt. âFine. It was...overwhelming.âÂ
âThey can be.â Dr. Keller says. âThe new members of your pack, how are you getting along with them?âÂ
âFine, I guess.â You shrug. âI like Soap and Gaz. Price, heâs...heâs nice, and Ghost...â You trail off, not sure how to answer. If sheâd asked before breakfast you might have said he doesn't like you. He doesnât want you to be part of his pack, but after what happened at breakfast...
You canât be sure he did it for you. He could have thought that soldier was staring at Soap or Gaz or even Price. He could have thought the soldier was staring at him and was annoyed with it. He had scared off the stares at every meal youâd eaten together, but how often did they get stared at? You couldnât know if that was a daily occurrence and he was just growing sick of it.Â
He could be annoyed with you because youâre drawing in the stares.Â
âI donât know what to think about him yet.â You answer.Â
She writes something else down, going through a few more questions with you. How is your appetite? How are you sleeping? Are you taking care of your needs? Do you have any concerns?Â
Before you know it the hour has passed and youâre walking out the door into the fluorescent, sterile hallway of the medical center.Â
âRemember, you have my number. If you need anything, Iâm here for you.â Dr. Keller says as you part ways.Â
You walk with Price out of the medical center, glad to be out in the fresh air. Itâs not particularly warm, and the sun is hidden behind a layer of clouds, but itâs better than the medical center.Â
âWhat do you think?â Price asks as you follow him back to the barracks.Â
âI think it went well.â You say, mind still reeling from an eventful morning. Youâre beginning to feel your restless night.Â
âDo you like Dr. Keller?â He asks, probing a bit.Â
You nod. âYes, sir. Sheâs nice.âÂ
âGood.â He says, opening the door to the barracks for you. âI have to leave to oversee training for the next few hours.â He glances at his watch. âOne of us will come get you for lunch.âÂ
You nod. Of course youâd find yourself alone again between meals. Youâre beginning to notice a pattern. âYes, sir.âÂ
His hand is warm as it settles on your shoulder, squeezing gently. Youâre surprised by the touch, as small as it is. Were they too fighting the urge to get close to you, like you had this morning?Â
You can still feel the warmth of his hand even after itâs disappeared and heâs gone. You head for the rec room, deciding to avoid the constricting feeling of being shut in your room for the time being.Â
The TV is on when you enter, but the room is empty, playing some morning talk show. You move to the bookshelf against the wall, letting your eyes scan the titles. There's a surprising lack of military-based books shoved into the packed shelf. Of course there's a handful of old manuals and handbooks, nothing that you're particularly concerned about needing to read. You let out a sigh, standing on your toes to reach a Brandon Sanderson novel.Â
You look around the room but the remote for the TV seems to be missing, and itâs too high on the wall for you to reach the power button, so you leave it on, curling up on one corner of the couch as you begin to read.Â
Youâre not sure how much time has passed when something moves in your peripheral. The sun has come out briefly, shining in through the windows. You look up from the book, suddenly feeling very small under Ghostâs gaze. His eyes are narrowed as he stares down at you, a thousand things flashing through your mind. Are you in his spot? Is this his book? Had he come to the rec room hoping to be alone and here you are infringing in his space?Â
âCome on.â He says, his voice rougher than it had been this morning. âLunch.âÂ
Heâs already turned and heading out the door as you scramble up, leaving the book on the coffee table as you hurry to catch up to him. His steps are quick and wide, and you find yourself having to almost speedwalk to keep up with him.Â
Your thoughts are jumbled as you follow him out of the barracks and off towards the mess. Why would they send him to get you? Was he the only one available? Yesterday they had time before lunch to return to the barracks, or had that only been because of you? Or were they perhaps hoping this might offer a chance for the two of you to bond a bit?Â
Or were they entirely blind to Ghostâs disinterest in your existence?Â
Perhaps they were used to it. After so long together, perhaps they just thought it was normal. If you were brave enough to bring it up, would you get a âoh thatâs just how he isâ in response?Â
You canât see the others as you enter the mess, Ghost leading you to the line. He stands behind you like a hulking shadow, his scent covered by the smell of gunpowder and sweat. You fill your own tray for the first time, grabbing things that look appetizing. Youâll have to get used to it eventually, even though the others insisted on doing it for the time being. When theyâre not here, youâll have to do it yourself.Â
Ghost leads you to an empty table, and you opt to sit across from him. You begin to eat, taking big bites to avoid the need for conversation, not that you really thought Ghost would strike up a conversation with you. Your eyes flicker around the room nervously, glancing over the entrances time and time again, waiting for the others to arrive.Â
âStop twitching. Theyâre on their way.âÂ
The words cut straight through you and you snap your head around to face Ghost. Heâs got his mask pulled up to his nose, your eyes immediately drawn to the exposed pale skin. Thereâs light stubble on his chin. You remember how that had felt on your own skin when heâd scented you. Heâs blonde, you think, or at least has light hair judging by the color of the stubble. Thereâs a scar on his chin, almost hidden by the stubble.Â
Your face warms as you realize youâve been caught in your nervous fretting. Of course, you should have known he would take notice. Thereâs not a lot they donât notice, you think. Though, when your survival depends on noticing even the smallest detail of anything or anyone...
You jump as a tray is set down next to yours, your eyes snapping up to see Gaz with a smile on his face. You turn back to look at Ghost, his mask pulled back down but you see a slight shake to his shoulders for a second.
Was he...laughing at you?Â
Your attention is drawn from him as Gaz takes a seat next to you, sitting close enough his arm is almost brushing yours. Price and Soap taking their usual spots as well. Youâre beginning to pick up on the patterns that existed around them, and their own patterns. Perhaps that will make it easier for you to fit yourself into their lives. You knew from the start they werenât going to change to fit you into their lives. They couldnât. You were going to have to find a way to fit into their lives.Â
Gaz walks you back to the barracks after lunch, abnormally quiet as he watches you warily. He walks you to your door, leaning on the doorframe as you step inside.Â
âYou alright?â He asks, big brown eyes shining with worry as he looks you over.Â
âYeah.â You nod, shifting on your feet. âJust tired. I think I might take a nap.âÂ
He nods, and youâre sure he doesn't quite believe you, but he doesnât press any. âAlright. Happy napping.âÂ
You close the door as he leaves, sinking down onto the edge of the bed with a sigh. Itâs been a long day and itâs only lunch. Between the probing questions from Dr. Keller and the few minutes you had spent alone with Ghost you feel exhausted. It was good to know you werenât entirely broken in your lack of nesting instincts, and perhaps your turmoil with belonging in this place wasnât quite as abnormal as you thought.Â
What to do about Ghost.
Heâs said more words to you today than he did in the entirety of the previous day. In fact, you think today might be the first time heâs spoken to you at all. You know he doesnât approve of you, and youâd go so far as to say he doesnât like you. You can imagine he fought the hardest against you being added to the pack. They were fine without you. It didnât take a genius to see that.Â
Youâre an outsider. A civilian. A risk.Â
An unneeded disruption to their lives.Â
You pull your phone out of your pocket, staring at the dark screen. You know Ghost might never accept you. He wonât want to claim you, he wonât mate you, but...perhaps you might just get him to tolerate you.Â
You unlock your phone, sending a quick text to Kate.Â
âCan you get a book for me?â

You regret your decision momentarily as you step into the rec room. Gaz and Soap are lounged on the couch, beer bottles open on the coffee table. The TV is playing ads, their attention on each other. You almost feel as if youâre infringing upon a private moment as they laugh, half tempted to race back to your room and hide until your hunger draws you out or someone breaks down the door to get to you.Â
âHey!â Gazâs face lights up when he sees you, Soap turning to look at you.
âHey, bonny!â His face lights up with a smile.Â
âDo you mind if I join you?â You ask, shifting nervously on your feet.Â
âNot at all.â Gaz says, patting the empty spot on the couch next to him. âYou want a beer?âÂ
You shake your head. âNo thank you. Never could get past the taste.âÂ
Soap throws his head back as he laughs, slapping Gazâs shoulder. âI keep tellinâ ye!âÂ
âYet you keep drinking it!â Gaz attempts to defend himself.Â
âCause itâs thâ only thing we got!â Soap argues, leaning around Gaz to stare at you. âSo, ye a football fan, bonny?âÂ
âWell, I watched the World Cup a couple times as a kid.â You say. âMy household was more of an American football and baseball household. Two of my older brothers played soccer, though they never were very serious about it. Mostly just did it to fulfill my dadâs physical activity extracurricular requirement.âÂ
âWhat did you do to fulfill that requirement?â Gaz asks as he takes a sip of his beer.Â
âSoftball. I was...not good at it.â You laugh. âI could catch and throw, but I donât think I hit the ball a single time I was at bat.âÂ
Both of them chuckle, turning back to the TV as the ad ends. âDonât worry, weâll turn you into a proper football fan yet.â Gaz says.Â
You watch the game with them, and it doesnât take you long to realize theyâre rooting for opposing teams. They explain things to you here and there in between yelling at the TV and each other. Despite how loud they are, you find yourself relaxing further and further, the tension from the last two days easing away, even as the two betas yell at each other over a soccer game.Â

Gaz tenses for a second as he feels a sudden weight on his shoulder. He turns his head slightly, noticing youâve fallen asleep, your head drooping onto his shoulder. His lips quirk up in a smile as he gently nudges Soap.Â
âWha?â Soap asks, turning to look at him.Â
He jerks his head to the side, leaning back just slightly so Soap can see. A grin breaks out on the younger manâs face and he pulls out his phone. âAww, look aâ that. Think we should wake âer and get âer tae bed?âÂ
âNah.â Gaz says. âLet her sleep for now. She probably needs it.âÂ
You sleep soundly through overtime, Gaz not moving until the post game is over, letting you sleep as long as possible. He knows you have to be tired, after the last few days and the time difference. You looked tired today, with dark circles and droopy eyes. He hates to wake you, but he knows you canât sleep on the couch.Â
He nudges you gently, trying to rouse you. âHey.â He nudges you again, your head finally lifting off his shoulder.Â
You blink sleepily, rubbing at your eyes. You make a quiet sound in protest of being awake, eyes drooping closed again.Â
âCome on, love.â He says, keeping you upright. âItâs time for bed.âÂ
You cover your yawn with your hand, blinking at him sleepily. âBed?â You murmur sleepily, Gaz smiling softly at how adorable you are in this state.Â
âYeah, youâll be more comfortable in bed.â He pushes himself to stand, hands on your arms to pull you up.Â
You make another sound in protest, nearly falling against his chest when he gets you on your feet. He wraps an arm around you, letting you lean on him as he guides you back to bed, Soap cleaning up the mess they had made.Â
Youâre more awake once you get to your door, blinking up at him with bleary eyes. ââS fun.â You murmur, rubbing your eyes. âShould do that more often.âÂ
âYouâre always welcome to join us.â He says. âGet some rest. Youâve had a long week.â He leans forward, pressing a kiss to your forehead. âNight, love.âÂ
He waits until your door is closed before heading back down the hallway towards the rec room, a small smile on his face.Â
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