#have an idea im working on

[a-b-o-grounded]

Had this idea awhile ago and finally finished it

Summery: Carter is about to go into heat and his roommate, Damien, offers to help. However on such short notice they'll have to... improvise some contraceptives <3

Tags: 18+, Explicit, Chastity Cage, Muzzle, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Sex Toys, Friends to Lovers

Wordcount: 1,930

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“I… could help.”

“...What?”

Damien’s blood turned to ice. He hadn’t expected Carter to love the idea but also hadn’t expected the stone cold disgust in his tone. He swallowed thickly and straightened up from where he had been leaning on the kitchen counter.

“Just forget I said-”

“No, I’m not going to forget that you just offered to fuck me.” Carter folded his arms in front of his chest, brows furrowed.

“That’s not what I was suggest-”

“We’re talking about my heat, what else would that mean?” Carter narrowed his eyes. Umber gaze burned through his friend and roommate, only adding to the mounting heat in Damien’s face.

“Just help, whatever you want, like what a beta would do.” Damien struggled to find his words. Carter scoffed.

“And what’s your plan to keep yourself from going into rut?” He asked and Damien continued to burn with humiliation. He wished the omega would drop it but he had known the other long enough to know that they were locked in now.

“I don’t know, I’d take depressants and just deal, I guess.” Damien mumbled. There was a spark in Carter’s eyes that inspired conflicting fires under Damien’s skin. He had always been aware that his friend was attractive.

Carter had deceptively soft doe eyes that disarmed most he met, leaving them open to his scathing sharp tongue. Tall and lean with plump hips. A perfect, black brow arched at Damien’s words and he uncrossed his arms so he could idly pick at cuticles on his long fingers. Damien wasn’t sure how long he had been taking stock of his friend but it had become all-consuming in the past few months.

“You’d still go into rut,” Carter stepped closer. “We’d both be out of it, at some point I’d probably be begging for a knot and a mark. What would stop you from giving it to me?”

Damien bit his tongue to stop himself from whimpering. Carter was so close now, his honeysuckle scent filling Damien’s nose while guilt filled his chest. Offering to help was his farthest and most genuine attempt at flirting; if he made their friendship weird he’d never forgive himself.

“I could wear a muzzle, please, just say no and we can forget-”

“I’m not saying no,” Those words burned through Damien’s chest. “Just, trying to figure out the logistics.”

“You’re not saying no…” Damien looked at Carter with wide, blue eyes. Carter, beautiful, flighty Carter smiled at him. 

“I'm not, we just have to figure out what to do about your knot.”

-

Carter lounged in his bed, deeply pleased with himself. His heat was in full swing, it was the first real day of it so he was mostly in control of himself. Of his mind anyway, the slick glistening on his bare thighs was entirely his body's doing.

Well, maybe not entirely. 

Carter buried his face into his pillow to hide his delighted grin. Damien had always been a good friend, the best even. Attentive, kind… not bad to look at.

Average height for an alpha, putting him a few inches beneath Carter. Wavy blond hair that reached his shoulders when he let it down, on a dare he had let one of their other friends dye purple highlights into it. The dye had faded to lavender now but he liked how it looked. He felt a little guilty for all the precautions he was making Damien take.

On any day he’d confidently declare that he trusted Damien with his life. However he had to admit that was an abstract kind of trust. In all the years he had known Damien never once had he actually needed him to save his life and couldn’t think of many situations where Damien realistically could. Now trusting him with his body was much more tangible and imminent. He wanted to believe that even in the throws of hormones and desire that Damien wouldn’t mark or breed him but that belief was weighed against the risk. Most of the omegas in his family, himself included, couldn’t take birth control and they didn’t have time to get Damien on any. Even if they did that nine percent failure rate was an overbearing beast in Carter’s mind.

His father might have been happy to have a little over half a dozen pups but Carter wasn’t.

The door clicked. Carter rolled onto his back and burned with pleasure. Blue eyes widened as they traced over the omega’s bare form, adam’s apple jumping harshly. A blush painted his skin from his ears to his broad chest. Carter scrunched up his face, looking down Damien’s body.

“You put on sweatpants?” He was proud of himself for being able to form a full sentence even if it was a little slurred in places.

“Well, yeah… I don’t need to be naked for this.” Damien shrugged, trying to be casual despite all the sex toys and lube in his arms. They had already moved the minifridge from the living room to his room and stocked it up with food and water.

He already had a muzzle on, not sure when his rut would hit. The metal bars were coated in black silicone to soften any impact and spaced far enough that he could fit food through.

“What if I want you to be naked?” Carter asked and Damien tripped over nothing.

“Why would you want that?” Damien’s voice was strained. No longer trusting his grip he quickly set everything he was carrying down on the nightstand. Carter just hummed for a moment.

He wanted to see Damien’s legs. Not that he hadn’t seen them before, they worked out together weekly but his imagination was fixated on the memory of his flexing thighs. They weren’t going to have sex, they’d made sure of it, but he wanted to look.

Damien climbed into the bed, hovering beside Carter. The coming rut had deepened Damien’s scent, rosewood wrapped in smoke. It made Carter a little dizzy.

“You just want to make fun of me.” It was said like a tease but the blush that still burned across Damien’s skin made it hard to take him seriously.

“I don’t.” Carter mumbled. The blue eyes looking down at him softened. 

“Okay.” Damien leaned back and pulled off his sweatpants. He wasn’t completely naked however.

His cock was encased in a metal cage, a tight band around the base to prevent a knot. The key was in a bowl of ice in the basement freezer. If it wasn’t for the hunger burning through him Carter might have been a little embarrassed for asking Damien to wear it.

Instead he reached out, hoping the other understood what he wanted.

“Already?” Damien asked, his eyes and smile filled with fondness.

“Yea.” Carter was already feeling fuzzy. His cock hard and leaking against his thigh. His vision blurred suddenly

“Hey, hey, I’ve got you.” His voice was a balm on Carter’s quickly fraying nerves. His hands were even better; large palms slid down his sides and hips. A warm body pressed into his side and Damien pulled him close; Carter’s cock pressing into his hip.

“Ke’p talking.” Carter purred into Damien’s neck.

“You’re so fucking hot baby.” The words spilled out like a flood. Those wonderful hands grabbed his ass, keeping from mindlessly grinding on Damien and spreading him open. Damien buried his face in Carter’s hair as best as he could with the muzzle in the way.

Carter keened, eyes half closed and mindlessly he started to mouth at the column of Damien’s throat, fangs catching haphazardly on skin. He could feel the groan that rumbled out of the alpha’s throat through his lips. 

“Wish I could breed you.” Closed eyes shot open, shining like Christmas lights. That sounded good to Carter, amazing even. Hot, clammy hands tracked the soft planes of Damien’s body to find the prize between his legs.

Crushingly he was reminded of their plan.

“Hush, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” Carter hadn’t even realized he had started whining. Those sounds turned to mewls when Damien rubbed two fingers over his hole, coating them in slick.

Carter’s fingers didn’t leave Damien’s caged cock. The alpha’s flesh was swelling against the chastity, the metal hot to the touch. The available skin was silky and if it wasn’t for the fingers playing with his rim Carter could have spent hours petting it.

Once he had a generous amount of slick on his fingers Damien gently slid one into Carter. It wasn’t enough, Carter wanted a knot and this wasn’t going to cut it. The hand petting his alpha’s cock moved further down to palm his balls; a grin splitting the omega’s face when Damien jolted and his breathing hitched so hard Carter could feel it in his chest.

“Baby, please…” Damien whined. He looked down with pleading eyes.

“I like when you call me baby.” Carter commented, momentarily distracted from his goal.

“Y-yeah, I can tell.” Damien tried to chuckle but there was too much air behind it becoming a breathless sigh. A second finger slid into Carter and he finally released the poor alpha to grip his thighs.

Damien gulped and started a steady rhythm with his fingers. It still wasn't enough for the omega and he whined into Damien’s skin. A third finger joined shortly, if he wasn’t deep in his heat it would have burned. The excessive amount of slick and endorphins coursing through his body only made him more ravenous.

For a brief moment those fingers retracted and Carter thought he was going to lose his mind. The next thing he remembered he was fully laying on Damien’s chest and there was something heavy settling at his hole. With one hand the alpha held him open and with the other guided a dildo inside of him.

It wasn’t perfect. Carter could feel the lack of life in it; no heat or pulse. But his body didn’t care that much and his hips pushed back to meet it. Damien kept him from moving too fast, pressing the silicone into him at a tortuous pace.

Past Carter was an idiot, present Carter decided. He could be filled up with a real knot right now while being kissed within an inch of his life if he hadn’t been so nervous. For now he pressed kisses to the seam where Damien’s muzzle met his face, hands cupping the alpha’s face.

Next time, he promised himself, he’d be braver. 

“Oh god,” Carter whimpered. Pleasure was quickly mounting, the muscles in his gut winding tight. Desperately he ground against the silicone knot behind him but Damien’s moving hand wasn’t a sturdy enough surface. “Shove it in!”

Damien cursed under his breath. The alpha wrapped one arm around Carter’s waist, pinning the omega to his chest as he forced the toy in his other hand into him. Carter dropped his head into the crook of Damien’s neck, toes curling while his hole was stretched open. Once the widest part of it is in the rest of the knot slides in on its own, settling heavy and hard in Carter’s belly.

Carter didn’t feel himself cum. Pleasure washed over him like the waves of a supernova hanging stars in his vision. He only heard the noises he was making when the pleasure started to recede. Panting Damien’s name, begging for more of something, anything that the alpha could give him.

“I’ve got you, baby.” Damien’s hushed voice finally broke through to him. He melted into the alpha’s body, panting. He purred to him.

“Thank you.”

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[beautysnake]

What he doesn't know wont hurt him.........

[yeyinde]

John deciding to blow off steam by subscribing to a cute camgirl's onlyfans account and quickly becoming the top contributor. a harmless way to relax, and spoil a pretty girl with gifts and money, the sort of thing he doesn't have time for in his personal life but craves. hungers for. pays for lingerie and toys, private shows and videos. eagerly devours any time she has to spare on him, but the more he gets to know her, the more obsessed he becomes. the more possessive. wanting. monopolizing all of her time so that she never has a minute to spare on others.

and then she sends him a birthday video. congrats on your fortieth, she whispers into the camera, wearing the ensemble he bought for her. a mould of his cock in her hands, a whim he decided to go for after she pouted at him for a few minutes about how she wanted to feel him inside of her. or a (not so) cheap imitation, anyway. it's good. so good. she's perfect. and all his for tonight.

but she makes a mistake. his kitten is so good at hiding her face, her features. keeping herself a mystery. but as she gives him the sexiest performance he's ever seen, she slips up. shows more of herself than she wants to.

wish i could say happy birthday in person, she winks at him through the cheap plastic of her mask. a fox. isn't she coy? but it's an invitation he won't turn down.

after all, it'd be rude not to give the cute little secretary that greets him every morning exactly what she asked for, wouldn't it?

[cuppajj]

i love this audio and this needs to be them and YAAAAAA

(This is not a ship post)

[YT link]

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[deep-space-lines]

okay but like. I just had the weirdest thought about that ‘don’t look I’m naked’ comic. Which is that that’s essentially the same thing Adam and Eve did after they ate the fruit of knowledge of good&evil. So I feel like the theological implications of that could kneecap Gabe if he doesn’t think V1 is a being with free will.

yeah ok. i dunno man. is this anything

((side note. this isn’t necessarily meant to be in-character or story-accurate or take place at any particular point in time, just a way to explore some Thoughts. i was also imagining more that V1’s words aren't actually spoken, more like Gabriel’s more articulate interpretation of whatever garbled mechanical noise V1 is using to communicate. I think an angel could do that.))

and then they fucked nasty the end

[sunlit-mess]

3 am

[umblrspectrum]

hi heres art so you pay attention to me now go read the tags

[choccy-milky]

modern AU seb and clora's first interaction 📘📗 (and by modern AU i actually mean super trope-filled high school romance set in the 80's/90's LOL)

[puppyeared]

littlest furth shop

@laikascomet

[wanderer-clarisse]

... and he was eager moreover to discover all that he could concerning Mankind. He it was that first met Men in Beleriand and befriended them; and for this reason he was often called by the Eldar Edennil, 'the Friend of Men'. (Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth)

(partially inspired by this)

[bellyjellyfish]

she's a fun character to draw :DD

[thegreendiamondart]

Leshy is a chaotic problem child that messes with his siblings and no you cannot change my mind on that

(Except for Shamura cuz he knows he’ll get caught and scolded by them)

Narinder hates whenever he’s pranked, but would jump at the chance of helping Leshy prank anyone else

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

everyone settling into the hotel and figuring out the unsaid rules of cohabitation like

1 - it’s okay for Angel Dust to leave work stuff lying around IF ITS WASHED

2 - if you want a drink you ASK Husk. If you want to die you mess with his drink display

3 - TV is timeshared and if Alastor wants to use his timeslot to turn the tv OFF then no you can’t watch it just because he’s not using it

4 - Niffty can pin up the cockroach kill of the week in the lobby for everyone to wince at but it has to be on the cork board Charlie bought for her and she has to take the old ones down first each time

5 - if you break it you rebuild / replace it. You do NOT upgrade it with weapons while doing so (Sir Pentious THIS MEANS YOU) 5b - as long as it gets rebuilt / replaced no one gets to make a huge deal over something being broken or blown up again (or at Sir Pentious for doing it)

6 - don’t move around the fucking lobby furniture without moving it back afterwards 6b - if it’s in your room then you can do what you want but in all shared spaces the furniture NEEDS to be kept tidy and in proper place unless you want to hear swearing and sounds of violence as Vaggie trips over and throws her spear into a wall in frustration again, ruining the paper 6c - every third time this happens everyone has to sit through another presentation by Charlie explaining how having one eye is different when it’s not huge and in the middle of your head and you’re not basically at ground level

7 - Charlie can sing but only between 10am and 10pm unless it’s an emergency. If she tries singing outside of that whoever’s nearest is allowed to GENTLY hush her 7b - if you hush Charlie at any other time Vaggie will chase you. 7c - the above is NOT a recommended source of healthy exercise (you will have trauma)

8 - and above all have fun and FUCK yourself!

- Whoever changed “be” to “fuck”- it’s okay and you are loved <3

- Platonically. You are loved platonically, by me Charlie, who is writing this while standing next to my beautiful girlfriend.

- hey Charlie puff you alright? Sounds like she had a gun to your head while you were writin’ this XD

- It was more like her lips on my neck but yeah pretty close!

9 - Charlie and Vaggie are not allowed to be gross and cute in common areas they have a room for that sappy shit and need to keep it there thanks

- Homophobia.

- this is hell, toots

- You are literally a gay man Angel Dust

- I contain multitudes. Multitudes of d

- Bonding between friends is WONDERFUL but this is a list of rules not a chat room so let’s end things here ha ha ha ! Great job everyone!!!!

- KILL

- niffty what the fuck did you write that in it wont wash off

- BLOOD~

[3cosmicfrogs]

Spring hunt.