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[hazelfoureyes]

The Transitive Property of Love

a sneak peek snippet

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I don’t think I’ve ever posted this…

Intersex Luci x Omega Reader x Alpha Alastor

<Warning/Promises: Reader is they/them and possesses a pussy, Face fucking, mild choking, tongue fucking, cum swallowing kind of, Alastor is a dick but you like dick so it’s chill, pretty pussy on Luci, Non-Sex repulsed Ace Alastor>

Background: Reader fell to hell to the immediate notice of Lucifer. Despite his original sex (angels are intersex a la @/lululamb) , Luci believes it’s his fated mate…. Even though he is already consciously paired with Alastor. Alastor resents reader for being the supposed destined partner to his lover, who he can’t properly bond with since Lucifer is not an omega, alpha, or beta.

In this sneak peek….

Lucifer wants alone time with you, and for the first time Alastor allows you into their bed for the evening. Unfortunately he can’t quell his competitive attitude towards you when it comes to all things Lucifer…

When you see this banner, it means smut begins

MDNI OR ILL YEET YOU STRAIGHT TO HEAVEN 😇 😞

“It’s been awhile, since anyone’s offered,” his thumb pulled your bottom lip down slightly as he ran it over your mouth, “Alastor tends to focus on my…,” Lucifer took back his hand and fidgeted with his collar.

“Sublime cunt.” Alastor startled you both, rising from the shadows of their shared canopied bed. He looked from Lucifer to you, questioning why you were in their room. “Get lost on your way to your chambers, little one?”

Before you could reply, Lucifer’s hand reached out and his fingers intertwined with yours.

“I asked them here,” His other hand came up, index finger sliding up Alastor’s lapel, “I was feeling needy after drinking with Husker. You don’t have to watch us. It’s not their heat.”

Alastor hummed, already shrugging out of his jacket. “This is my bed too. I happen to want to lie down now.” He brought his microphone to your chin, making your neck crane up and meet his stare, “Unless that’s a problem.” He twirled the staff away with a staticky laugh, “Just joking! I don’t care if it’s a problem.”

After pulling off his bow tie and kicking off his shoes, he settled onto the center of the bed. Lucifer had taken the time to kiss your nose and cheeks, nuzzling into your neck to inhale your scent. “If you’ve changed your mind, we could go back to your bed.” Strong hands gripped your hips and yanked you into his body, “Or we could call it a night.” He said it but the way his body rolled against yours was a wordless plea to stay.

It was hard to think straight when his skin was on yours, and you wondered if that was what he was hoping. Looking past him, Alastor was staring at you blankly. But when you met his gaze a smug smirk spread across his face. 

“I’ll stay.”

Lucifer went to snap away his clothes and you stopped him, asking him to keep on his underwear. He wasn’t sure how you’d do this with clothes on but he was a little too tipsy to argue the point.

He rested his bare back against Alastor’s still fully clothed chest, watching you look down at the bed. It felt odd. This wasn’t a nest like you’d made, and it smelled like Lucifer, but the overwhelming sense it was Alastor’s gave you pause.

In the shade of the bright red canopy, the deer demon’s smirk shined. “Have a change of heart?”

That was the closest to an invitation you’d get. It felt undignified to crawl on your hands and knees, but the bed was too big to do anything else.

Luci’s legs parted as you advanced, and you had to swallow back the gathering saliva. The outline of his growing erection brought back memories of last time. How good it felt to have him buried in you. It was suddenly offensive to you that you’d not sucked his cock yet. The urge to get on your knees and apologize seemed so fitting you immediately got onto your elbows and extended your head to his crotch in a low bow.

A deep inhale, and your head was empty. How could a smell send sparks to your core so efficiently?

Something you’d never done, but felt the need to do now, bubbled up in the silence of your mind. Hands set on his soft, pale thighs, you bit onto the waistband of his pink boxer briefs and pulled.

You almost heard what Lucifer whined, but a pop of static in the air hissed and concealed what you were confident was praise. He lifted his hips and let you slide them off, his leg coming up to hasten things along. 

He’d have thanked God if he had thought anyone was listening to his prayers anymore. Alastor’s heart thumping against his spine, your breath tickling at his inner thighs as you returned to his now naked lap; Heaven didn’t stand a chance at comparison.

A flicker of doubt in his heart came over him as to if he’d truly been punished when he had been cast down, but was snuffed out by your hands moving toward him. 

In life you’d not spent much time with your face so close to a quim. When you got on your belly between his legs, you paused. Every part of him was so pretty. No matter the discoloration of his limbs, his cock rested half hard and porcelain above the softest pink lips. You could begin to understand why Alastor seemed to lavish this part of Lucifer the most. 

Your fingers lifted his member and as you lowered your mouth, you moved past your hand. Your tongue barely touched his blushing folds before your head was pushed back by a single red tipped claw.

“No.” Alastor enunciated both letters harshly, “Getting greedy, aren’t we? Stick to what you know.”

“Alastor…”, Luci looked back at the radio demon, a pained gleam to his eyes, “Did you stay to interfere? I can go to their room still.”

Shifting, his hand came from under Lucifer’s back and two fingers pressed into his pussy without warning. Lucifer’s eyes rolled back, mouth open in an extended gasp.

“Suck.” Alastor commanded you.

The urge to argue was strong but not nearly as much as the scent rolling off of Lucifer’s lap.

As blood flowed to his sex, the fragrant musk of blossoms and dry earth rolled off of him. You had to wonder if he took it from heaven or the garden. Tongue blanketing your lower teeth, you did as you were told and took Lucifer into your mouth.

Lucifer jumped, your mouth hotter and wetter than he had mentally prepared for. Feeling himself engulfed in you made his thoughts sputter out to silence, consciousness going still as the most basic parts of him were satisfied. 

Watching your head bob slowly, working more and more of Luci into your mouth, Alastor began thrusting his fingers up and into the now twitching cunt he was dug into.

“Ah— Yes!” Luci’s legs floundered, excited energy bouncing down his muscles. “Your mouth feels,” he clenched his teeth, Alastor’s jealous fingers quickening, “divine.”

The praise shot down to your clit, thighs rubbing together in a bid for friction. With a deep breath you tried to relax your throat and fit the rest of him down. Your nails dug into his thighs as he hit the back of your throat and bent slightly. You couldn’t breath, but his fingers grabbing your hair as he loudly cried out made breathing seem inessential. You’d sustain yourself on his pleasure. What was a second death now, anyway?

His hips bucked up and you had to back away, tears blurring your vision. Glancing down, you watched the dim light of the fireplace dancing off Alastor’s glistening knuckles. 

“You’re doing so good,” Luci sighed into the crook of his arm when you returned to bobbing your head on what could fit in, cheeks hollowed and flush against his shaft.

He didn’t regret watching, Alastor thought, because even the sounds you elicited from Lucifer were his to hear. 

But fuck, the sounds Lucifer was making. Not just from his mouth, but the sound of Lucifer’s slick cunt receiving his fingers. The mix of disgusting yet intriguing gagging noises you made when his cockhead rammed into your throat.

“Omega.”

Your body froze at the sound of Alastor’s voice, Lucifer’s head between your lips.

“On your back.”

The tiniest part of you said to stay still. An overwhelming portion needed to know why he wanted you on your back. And an unspoken majority simply couldn’t defy the tone of Alastor’s voice as he called you by the impersonal moniker.

On your back, still wearing your matching pajamas Lucifer gifted you, you waited with runaway breaths.

A small panic set in, what if he was going to fuck Luci while you just lied there like a plank across the mattress?

It burned away in a wildfire of embarrassment, why did you lie down horizontally?

“Dear, I want you on your hands and knees. Pretty little pecker dangling above their face.” Alastor’s fingers pulled out and came to his tongue, “You’ve stoked an appetite in me.”

Lucifer clamored over you, giddy smile trying to reach you as he shook his hips over your head. You lifted a little to see him, smiling back as his tail whipped side to side. The only way you could really tell was because the spade tip oscillated from the left to the right of his hips. 

“Do I need to tell you how to do everything?” Alastor’s tone was less sweet for you.

Your neck craned back, Alastor’s mouth coming to Lucifer’s pussy. Unfurling his tongue, he swiped from clit to asshole with one slow drag.

When Lucifer’s back arched, his swollen cock brushed against your nose.

Oh.

Much better than you’d imagined. It wasn’t a humiliation task. It was a team project.

Your tongue stuck out and caught his cock head, helping guide him into your mouth. Before the base taste of his precum hit the back of your tongue, he was moaning like when you’d walked in on him riding Alastor.

Not that this was much different. His hips bounced back onto Alastor’s face and then thrust down into your mouth. It was harder now, his cock hitting your tongue bluntly. You got up on your elbows and straightened your neck.

When Alastor’s tongue entered Lucifer’s sopping entrance, he reacted by humping down into your throat. But instead of hitting a deadend, he slipped past your tonsils and straight forward until his clit was rubbing against your nose.

Breathing was impossible again, so the moan you made shook your chest and traveled to Lucifer’s still buried shaft.

He pulled out enough so that you could breathe through your nose. A few more shallow thrusts as Alastor fucked him with his tongue before he was rutting into your face again.

His hips lowered, knees sliding out wider, and Alastor followed until he was on his stomach, elbows between Lucifer’s calves.

The fallen angel’s knees pressed into your forearms as his face came to rest on your lower thighs.

“Please!” Lucifer was begging no one for nothing. Or both of you for everything. 

Without needing to converse, you and Alastor understood it was the latter. He took control of Lucifer’s hips and set a pace you could match your breath too. The tip of your nose hitting Luci’s clit again and again every time he bottomed out onto your face. 

Alastor kept his tongue working the now dripping hole above your forehead. When your eyes rolled so far up your vision nearly went black you could see Alastor’s adam’s apple undulating with the movement of his slick and unnaturally long muscle.

“Please don’t stop!” Lucifer cried, tears staining your pajama pants, “T-too much. So goo- nngh -ood!” His mouth was stuck open as he panted like a dog into your legs.

Even though you only needed to maintain your uncomfortable position to let him fuck your face, you still felt the ‘don’t stop’ applied to you. Despite your upper arms and shoulders now violently shaking from muscle fatigue, you zeroed in on the sensations of his shaft gliding past your lips.

A mix of Alastor’s saliva and Lucifer’s juices leaked down and began lubricating his puffy bud’s swipes over your nose. You could feel your mate’s body twitching above you. Your own saliva flooded your cheeks at the intimate scenting of his wet pussy.

His foot kicked down into the bed, a silent scream you and Alastor couldn’t see tearing past dry lips. 

“I’m cumming!” He broke lose of Alastor’s hold and focused his finish on your throat. The other man’s mouth struggled to keep up. He abandoned the task entirely and instead caged Lucifer beneath his body, one hand still on his hip as the other came to hold Lucifer against his chest. 

“What a generous king you are.” He cooed into Luci’s hair, too quietly for you to hear over the rushing of your blood in your ears. Your hips were pressing into the bed, the motion of your panties sliding over your swollen clit giving you the tiniest relief.

“Cumming! I—! Fuck!” He went stiff, and you took a deep breath in just before his knees slid all the way out with the angle of his down thrusts until he was resting his full weight onto your face.

You couldn’t swallow, his cock too big to let your tendons move around him. Instead, he mercifully shot his load so deep into your throat that it slid down with gravity and force. Despite how his pulsing member twitched, you tried reflexively to swallow the intrusion. The sensation made Lucifer convulse above you. 

It was Alastor who lifted Lucifer’s hips, pulling him out of your throat enough you could move away and catch your breath.

A muffled, “Sorry! I’m so sorry!” 

Blinking away tears, you whined at how much your jaw ached. Lucifer was fully withdrawn from you now and when you could closed your mouth the muscles were tight and the motion painful.

Alastor pulled the man up by a soft hand to his throat. They looked down at you from their position behind your head. Luci was pink cheeked and entirely blissed out, a weak smile to you as his hand numbly reached out for yours. Alastor’s grin had melted into an almost genuine smile. He was impressed, as much as he’d never tell you, with your devotion to your shared lover’s pleasure. 

“You can sleep here. Just for the night.” 

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[missexiled]

Learn To Beg

An Adam x Reader fic

Omegaverse AU

Cw - Omegaverse and just whiny Adam / Dry humping / Adam being a perv / Small blood mention / Pregnancy mention

Adam can really beg if he wants something enough

It would have been funny if not so arousing, seeing Adam on his knees. Having such a large, intimidating person, who could easily throw you around like a ragdoll, kissing your calf while begging for something, anything.

“Please, sugartits,” he whined, nuzzling into your leg, “I know you said not to, but you just smell so good.”

You told him that you would be back. It wasn’t even twenty minutes. After all the times he fucked with you, you figured it would only be fair to return the favor.

Besides, he’s the softest a few days before his rut really hits.

“Just a taste,” he tried to nudge your legs open, “please? Can’t I let you feel good?” He whined again as you pushed his head back with a laugh. He gripped your legs, almost like they were the only thing keeping him grounded, as he tried to shove his nose into your cunt.

“Adam,” he huffed, “I don’t ask much of you,” you grabbed his chin, making him look up at you. Although, the sight made you pause.

He was flushed up to his ears, the biggest pout on his face, as he basically begged you with his eyes.

“I told you to wait and what did you do?”

He groaned, hiding his face back in your lap as he took a deep inhale, “I said I was sorry.”

You narrowed your eyes as you tugged his hair up to make him look at you. You swore that you felt his hips jerk at that, kinky bastard. “What did you do?”

He grumbled, avoiding your eyes. “Either you answer me or you can go through your rut alone.”

You both knew you wouldn’t do that. Not when you already felt light headed with how good he smelled.

He kissed his teeth, “Fucking- I stole your panties again, but-”

You gave him a look.

“But you just smell so good,” he pawed at your hips, thumb rubbing circles as another squeezed under your thigh, “You know I can’t help myself. Not when you smell so fucking delicious.”

You pushed him back with your hand, applauding yourself for managing not to fold like a house of cards, “You still didn’t listen. Why should I let you do anything if you don’t listen?”

He winced at the thought, “Fuck, baby, please,” he sat back on his knees, hands massaging your lower calves, “let me make it up to you, yeah? Do whatever you want. Make you see stars.”

How the Hell did Lilith and Eve leave him?

“Just let me put my knot in ya,” he licked his teeth as he looked up at you, “just once. Just need to feel you,” he kissed along your leg, up to your thigh, “Love how well you suck me in. How you scream my-”

He paused when you pushed him down again, “Try again.”

“What?” He looked a bit dazed at the sudden change. You were horny, he was horny, it was clear. He could smell it. “Baby, what are-”

“You want it? Beg,” you tried to discreetly rub your thighs together. He noticed, but couldn’t comment on it when you told him to beg? He’s Adam. He doesn’t beg.

“C’mon, sweetness, you know you want me. Why fight it?” He tried again, smiling sweetly as he inched closer. Only to be, of course, pushed down.

Again.

God, he was going crazy. He was drowning in your scent and he knew you needed him just as bad so why won’t you just let him fuck you? He whined, “Baby, what do you want?”

You cupped his cheek, leaning over to get close, “I want you to beg. Or you can jerk off in the shower,” you shrugged as you leaned back, Adam following you like a puppy.

He froze at the thought, his scent souring, “Okay, okay,” he bent over more, his head on your knees, “please. I just- Fuck, babe, I need you. Need to smell you. Smell how good you taste. How tight you are. Need to feel you,” he babbled as his nose followed the scent to your leggings, something he wished were gone so he could smell you from the source.

“I can’t think of anything right now, shit. Smell too good. You getting close to your heat, yeah? I could help. Wanna help,” he kissed along your thighs, leading to your crotch, “Could make you see Heaven, baby. I’d make you feel so good. You’d look so pretty, so perfect,” he whined as you shifted, your knee pressing into his groin.

He didn’t even notice that you were a flustered mess. Having him basically dig at your leggings while mumbling about how bad he needed you as he absently ground on your leg. Your scent making his mind muddled.

“Wanna make you feel good,” he whined, “Let me make you feel good,” he licked up where your cunt would have been, nipping at the cloth in frustration. His scent softened as he tried to convince you.

Your head fell back as you sighed, “Go ahead,” you patted his head before letting out an undignified squeak as he pulled you to him by your thighs.

“Thank fuck,” he pulled you in for a harsh kiss before kissing down on your neck, only barely missing your scent gland, biting at your pulse. “ ‘m not made for that begging shit. Made to make you feel good.” He mumbled on as he kissed and nipped at you. His hands tugged at your leggings as he pulled them off, pausing only for a second to glare at them as if they personally attacked him. “Just gotta get you out of this,” he peppered you in kisses.

Moving from your neck, to your breasts, then to your hips, he left a trail of marks. “You’re so cruel to me, you know?” He kissed your core before pausing to take a deep breath, “So fucking cruel.”

You held his hair, trying to keep your composure, and, of course, failing. “You- Fuck, you didn’t listen. Only get to if you’re good.”

He scoffed, “You’re mine. I should get to whenever I want,” he licked up, shuddering at the taste. “But you’re so fucking hot when you’re bossy and mad,” he mumbled something else as he started to eat at you, pressing open mouthed kisses as he savored just how delicious you tasted.

The room was heavy with both of your scents, the sound of him messily making out with your lower half filled the room, followed by your soft moans as you bit your finger. One hand grabbed your butt, keeping you in place while the other raked down your thighs to keep you from crushing his head. Not that he would mind, but he needed to breathe if he was going to fuck to later.

“Right there, please,” you whined, tugging at his hair. A low growl filled the room as he went back to eating you out, not wanting to be distracted. The vibrations sent a shiver down your spine, “So- So good for me. Feels so good. ‘m close. There- Fuck, right there.”

“Yeah? Gonna drown me in your scent? God, I hope you fucking do. Best way to die,” he mumbled as his hand found your clit, rubbing in circles as you tighten your grip on his hair.

You nodded absently, “Yeah, please, there. So close, I-” you let out a whiny moan as he continued to go at you, the overstimulation stinging.

“So pretty. Such a pretty, pretty girl, yeah? Gonna let me knot you?” He licked up as much as he could before moving up to kiss you, “Gonna let me mark you? Gotta show everyone who you belong to.”

You sighed, “Please.”

He grinned as he pulled down his shorts, not even needing to do anything because just hearing your pretty sounds was enough to get him hard. “Thank fuck,” he rubbed himself against your slick, “Been wanting you all day. Need that sweet puss, can’t fucking live without it.”

He pushed himself in with a smooth motion, groaning at just how tight you were, “Fuck, babe,” he let out a laugh to hide his moan, “trying to squeeze me? Shit.”

You whined at the overstimulation, not sure if it hurt or if it-

Yeah, no, you decided it felt good as soon as he started to thrust into you at a steady pace. He bit at your shoulder, drawing a bit of blood before kissing it, “So fucking tight. Just for me. Only ever me, right, babe?” You mindlessly nodded. He laughed at your expression, “Hardly started and you-” he paused as he let out a groan, “you’re… fuck, you…”

He huffed as he flipped you over as you huffed, pulling your legs down to the edge of the bed as he stood, “Gotta make sure you get it all. Gonna knot you real tight and good.” He pressed kisses up your spine, giving you goosebumps. He tried to hide his moans behind low growls, but you could hear the whininess behind them.

“So fucking pretty, aren’t ya? How’d I get so lucky?” He mumbled praises as he grabbed your hips with one hand, the other pinning your upper back into the mattress. “Gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous. All f’me, yeah?”

You didn’t answer, too fucked out from the overstimulation and, maybe, having your face shoved into the blankets. Adam clearly didn’t like that as he slowed, “Answer me when I talk to you, bitch.” He bent down, giving you a harsh thrust with each word, “Who do you belong to?”

“You,” you mumbled, tears pricking your eyes, “You. All yours.”

Adam softly laughed at your response, “Good girl. Now,” he sped back up, “you’re gonna take my knot, aren’t ya? Gonna be my breeding bitch? Fuck, you’d be so hot, all full of my cum. Too much so I’ll have to fuck it back into your sweet cunt. Bet you’d like that, huh?”

He groaned, his head falling to your shoulder as he started to lose himself, “So fucking pretty. All round, full of my kids. My pretty little wife. You’d be so good for me. I’d be good for you. Take care of ya. Keep you happy,” he groaned at a harsh thrust, “keep you full.”

He babbled on, his thrusts losing its rhythm as he muttered sweet praises into your neck, licking and nipping at your pulse. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum so deep inside ya that you can’t help but get pregnant. You wouldn’t mind, right? You love taking me, your sweet cunt says so with how much you’re sucking me in. Want my knot?”

You helplessly nodded, whining as you could hardly think of a coherent sentence, “Please.

“Then,” he hissed, “fucking take it,” he pushed himself as far as he could, giving a few more shallow thrusts as he rode your orgasms out. His head fell to your shoulder as he peppered your neck and jaw with soft kisses. He sighed, relaxing into you as his rut-obsessed brain quieted down.

Although, you knew it wasn’t the end when his dick was still hard and he smirked as he nipped your neck.

[talesfromawannabewriter]

Sweet Like Candy

@things-arent-what-they-seem66

(inspired by this modern au I once read from a discontinued account)

Lucifer and his girlfriend Lilith were both standing in line for the concession stand.

There movie didn’t start for another twenty minutes so they would have plenty of time to get their favorite treats before they got to their seats.

His omega girlfriend of half a year was on her phone. Eyes glued to the screen as she typed into it.

He couldn’t tell exactly what she was doing on it but probably it was either work or a friend.

She was a woman who was a bit glued to her screen but Lucifer couldn’t just too harshly. After all he too would get distracted by his phone.

Especially when it was work. After all his company was just starting up and he was doing his best to get it off the ground.

It was a miracle in of itself he ever found time to date. But that was the miracle of modern technology. One swipe and you’ve found your soulmate.

When they finally arrived at the front and gotten their drinks and popcorn. They went ahead to get to their precise screening.

However, they stopped at a sudden voice calling out his girlfriend’s name.

Adam: Lilith?

She froze and saw a shiver run down her spine. Slowly he saw her turn around and he chose to do the same.

A few feet away was a man that Lucifer would if he had to describe in one word was a punk.

Not in a mean way but in the sense of style. He was wearing a leather jacket with an AC/DC tank underneath.

He had black, baggy pants, spiked army boots and to finish the look off his hair styled up in a faux Mohawk.

He saw the man walk up to the two of them and how Lilith froze up as the closer he got.

Lucifer’s brows furrowed, deeply concerned for his omega: Lily everything okay?

Adam: Sup bitch?

Lucifer’s head swiveled to the deep voice that insulted her. However, it fell short when he finally got a closer look at him, plus a little sniff.

This man was curvaceous as hell. He didn’t have to check him out to realize that. Dare he say that they even put Lilith’s to shame.

It wasn’t even just the added chub, though it certainly added to it. It was all simply natural.

But if that didn’t give the man’s secondary gender away his scent certainly did.

This man was an omega.

He immediately calmed down but noticed that Lilith hadn’t.

Lucifer: Honey, do you know him?

Lilith: I, I, Lucifer this, this is my….ugh ex boyfriend.

[inubaki]

The Wife

Based off @lilacwriter07’s fun yandere Lucifer prompts. The omega and beta ones are certainly my favorites. Gives me life! The Wife! In which Lucifer gets away with having like five children with him before ever being caught. I just adore it. Adam has a snakey wife, yet all their kids are angels…. Hmmm… a mystery.

[thief-of-eggs]

Thinking about an omegaverse radioapple au (still with asexual Alastor) where Alastor is always on suppressants- he hasn’t had a heat in ages (and when he does, they’re never the most pleasant, seeing as he’d rather die than take a lover to bed, even if it would ease the pain)

But having all the new inhabitants in the hotel messes with things, and then he misses a dose of his suppressants and before he knows it- he can feel a heat coming on.

Lucifer can scent it on him, no matter how much the demon tries to hide it. He picks up the particular sweetness of it one night, after Alastor had been missing all day, and with concern growing in his gut- he follows it.

He follows the scent until he’s at Alastor’s bedroom, and he knows he shouldn’t enter- they’ve been together for a little while, but their relationship is still shaky, and if Alastor chose to go to his own bedroom instead of the one they share, then he must have wanted pace- and Lucifer is just about to turn away, until he hears a pained moan, and he can’t help himself.

He pushes inside, finding Alastor laying in a ball in the corner of his room, curled up in a mound of blankets and pillows, shirts of Lucifer’s in his little nest, little pieces of his favorite person scattered around him- and he looks terrible.

His ears are flat on his head, his whole body is trembling and covered in sweat. He doesn’t even notice Lucifer come in, not until the angel is standing before him-

“Leave,” he spits, even as Lucifer’s calming scent washes over him. His whole body aches, every muscle screaming.

Lucifer pauses, his heart aching to see Alastor so pained. “Isn’t there anything I can do to help?”

And Alastor is about to tell him to go fuck himself, when Lucifer suddenly sinks to his knees, reaching out to brush the hair from Alastor’s face- and the contact eases a bit of the fire in his skin, soothes a bit of the raging in his gut.

He doesn’t push him away. Instead, despite himself, he leans his cheek into Lucifer’s palm. Closing his eyes as he breathes in the familiar scent of his alpha.

He hates everything about the position he’s in. Hates how vulnerable, how exposed, how utterly pathetic he is. But the longer Lucifer stays beside him, his scent filling Alastor’s lungs- the more he finds he cannot bear to drive Lucifer out.

He doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t express what he needs, doesn’t communicate his wants. He just grabs Lucifer’s wrist and pulls him closer, tugging the blonde into his little nest, where he promptly curls up in his arms.

It’s more contact than he usually allows, but for once, his skin is not prickling every place they meet. Instead, his body feels warm from Lucifer’s touch, a pleasant glow filling his whole being.

Perhaps this is how touch often feels for everyone else.

Lucifer stays with him then, until the worst of his heat is over. Fully clothed, they lay in eachother’s embrace, Alastor allowing Lucifer to scent him, allowing him to card his fingers through his hair, allowing him to run his hand up and down his back.

It’s awful. It’s humiliating.

And it’s also the first time one of his heats has ever been bearable.

(edit: i made this a fic!!! read it here!)

[sauce-cat]

🍎📻 ALPHA & OMEGA

[samuwuo]

Commission^^

Mama spider is waiting another baby🍼

and Lil Keith is excited to be a big brother..🤭🐱♥️🕷️

[omegavoxweek2025]

Omega Vox Week

Accepting fanart and fanfiction! Make sure to tag things Omega Vox Week 2025 so I can see them, I'll create a collection on Ao3 closer to the date. I'll set up an account on Bluesky as well so you can post your smutty fanart!

Rules:

Any ships welcome as long as Vox is an Omega

Any age can contribute, but smut prompts are 18+

Use the tag Omega vox week 2025 on here and omegavoxweek2025 on platforms like bluesky or post fanfiction in the collection so it's easily findable

That's it for now but if I think of anything else I'll add that

Hosted by @ghostcat96

[arisgoat]

[evilmenshoe80]

"I’ve been thinking about a headcanon: What if Eve, when cast out of the Garden, was already pregnant with twins—a boy and a girl? They started the human race outside Eden, while the angels, for whatever reason, failed to check on them. Meanwhile, Adam and Mika are still in Eden, building their own civilization. This leads to the development of two distinct groups of humans: the 'untainted,' descended from Adam (those in Eden), and the 'tainted,' descended from Eve’s children born outside the Garden.

This dynamic would create an interesting tension, especially when it comes to Charlie’s goal of redeeming souls. If Heaven has a fixed system where only the untainted can enter, while the tainted are either automatically sent to Hell or face extreme prejudice, it complicates everything. Maybe some of the tainted do manage to get into Heaven, but the discrimination still creates a massive divide. It’d be fascinating to see how this would play out, especially with the moral and theological implications it brings."

"Also, considering they were both husbands, would the same situation that happened with Adam apply to their generation as well? If so, these humans might have an entirely different biological structure compared to normal humans.

Additionally, perhaps these children could look distinct from regular humans. Since they would be considered 'ascended' in Heaven—and no one can truly die within the Garden—it makes sense they’d be unique. Given that Michael was originally a Seraphim before becoming human, I imagine these children could have at least four wings, appear far more powerful than regular humans, and retain a human-like form, but with distinctive blue markings on their faces."

(WARNING: SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER (not too much) BUT STILL SPOILER OF THE ADAM & MIKA LORE AHEAD, IF YOU WANT TO WAIT AND BE SURPRISED DON'T READ THIS, THANKS (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧)

1- Do you read minds or smt? hehehe Cause indeed, eve is pregnant with cain and awan at the moment she gets kicked out of eden, but who is the biological father? Did Sera and the other angels know about this before banishing Eve from the garden? how will eve protect her children from the dangers of earth ALONE?….although, is she really alone???

and yes, apart from adam & mika descendents there will be another group of humans

buuuuut sorry I won't say more, I want to keep people at edge of how the story will develop ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ"

and I LOVE the "tainted/untainted" names, do you mind if I use them?? (＾▽＾)

2) There is indeed a difference in the way heaven behaves between the tainted and untainted, they favor the untainted, considers them perfect and expects the best from them, they are untouched by sin after all, it's impossible for one of them to go to hell......right?

and definitely a tainted can go to heaven BUT like you said, there will be A LOT of discrimination ("cough"speciallyfromtheuntainted"cough")

3) this au can be considered an omegaverse, adam (omega) now has both genitals so he can give birth, apart of having heats every two months while mika (alpha) has ruts that trigger everytime adam starts his heats to assure a sucessful mating and breeding, soooo yep, adam's children either male or female can be omegas, alphas or betas, and have "normal" male/female genitalia or both

and Adam is tecnically "the mother of humanity" and mika refers to him as "my wife"

4) I don't want to elaborate much in here but let's say mika's body is 100% human so the children he haves with adam won't have any angelic physical trait

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[prince-liest]

I want it on record that if I were to ever write radiostatic omegaverse, I'd probably make Alastor an omega for the funsies. BUT.

Vox would be a beta, and he would have a complex about it the approximate size of Vee fucking Tower. Does anybody else think that the Radio Demon is obviously the pentagram's most desirable omega? No, that's insane. However, so is Vox.

Alastor couldn't actually give less of a fuck if he actively tried, but it's a vulnerability, so he needles Vox about it a few times at first. He quickly stops when he realizes that regardless whether they are in any actual relationship at a particular point in time, Vox has apparently more or less imprinted Alastor as his omega (annoying, stupid, untrue), and mocking him for not being an alpha just makes Vox more overbearing than the most obnoxious alpha on the planet. Valentino is out here telling Vox to maybe chill out a little bit.

It's barely even sexual after a certain point. Alastor at least kind of gets that Vox is a horny degenerate, but why the hell is he leaving him increasingly elaborate and possessive weekly gifts on his station's doorstep like a cat would leave an animal carcass? At least if it was an actual animal carcass, it would be useful for that night's dinner. Alastor is not sure what he's supposed to do with a......"VoxTek E-Z-Nest! Just add pheromones!" Hold on, has this already been opened?

Valentino, on the other hand, is an actual alpha—which is why Vox does NOT take his "Um, calm down?" very well. He's just being condescending! Val's a prick! He doesn't understand!!!! Bonus for a 7-second period of insanity when he's momentarily convinced Val is looking at Alastor, at which point Valentino taps out of the situation because fuck that, honey, come back when you need him to fuck some sense into you but otherwise leave him out of this.

Alastor's heats aren't even, like. Like that. He mostly just gets antisocial, kills a few things, and then locks himself in his room for a moderately uncomfortable week to plan his broadcast schedule. But fuck if Vox doesn't have that shit calculated down to the day on his schedule planner, and spends the whole week unsubtly pacing the perimeter of the hotel with his spy drones, driving himself crazy imagining what alpha Alastor must be fucking, and lasering any poor actual alpha (that isn't already a resident under Princess Morningstar's protection) that gets within three blocks of the place from orbit. VoxTek stocks always take a bit of a dive around that time.

Things that do not help: Alastor not actually discouraging this specific behavior, because, hey. He doesn't want any alphas around, either.

It's really just a matter of what breaks down first: the remaining dregs of Vox's common sense as pertaining to Alastor, Alastor's ability to find this whole thing deeply humorous, Charlie's self-restraint in not staging an intervention, or Vaggie's absolute last fucking nerve.

[worldofkuro]

Hey !

I was wondering, how your Painted Smile series would turned out in a Omegaverse? I'm so curious, Alastor is already obssesed with the reader, so imagine if he as an Alpha and the redar an Omega. And When they were children, nesting together ! Growing up with the tension between their two dyanmics >///< Please, please ?

Oh, how nostalgic !I don’t remember the last time I wrote something about Alpha & Omega content. But do you wish for death? Asking for an Alpha!Alastor..? Do tell, if you want a part2, it would be interesting to do.

Well, well, I can see Alastor’s father being an Alpha and his mother an Omega. He could see how his mother hurted from the bond his father forced upon her. He hated it. Being controlled by his instincts seems horrible.  He couldn’t lie to himself, he always loved his mother purring to smooth his nerves but hearing his father's growl would always make him tense.

He wished to be a beta. From what he read, they weren’t really affected by pheromones and could live their life like they wanted. He wanted that, he envied that.

And that’s when he first met you. You were such a happy annoying girl, being the perfect girl. He would scoff at you but as you know how the story goes, he will start to care for you as his special person. 

He would frown when he heard both of your mothers talk about how amazing it would be if you and Alastor turned out to be an Omega and an Alpha. He didn’t wish this upon you, you were his special person, he didn't want you to be weak to pheromones. 

You always made a nest on his bed, you wanted him to be able to sleep peacefully, so you always did your best to make it fluffy and cozy. You would take a nap together, feeling at peace.

When you first gave him Eamon, his mother teased him, saying it was maybe a courting gift but Alastor just laughed. You weren’t like this, and so was he. 

He turned into an Alpha around 11 years old. He couldn’t go out because of all the smell and noise he could feel. And furthermore, when you came to him because you were worried, he almost salivated because of how sweet you smell. He hated it, he was being controlled by something stronger than himself.

But you helped him, through all those new experiences, making him feel safe with you which almost made him forget he was an Alpha.

But when you turned to be an Omega, when you were maybe around 14, it was something much more unbearable for him.

First of all, you went into heat.

If you went into heat one day, in a public place, Alastor would snarl at any Alpha round and carry you, running to your house. He knew you would be safe there.

 He would come see you, wanting to be the one caring for you, like you did for him. But when he entered your house, all he could smell was your divine scent that seemed to invite him into your  bedroom. Thank God, your mother calmed him down and asked Alastor not to come until you were feeling okay again.

He would sneak to see you, staying in front of your window, never opening it. He was so scared of what he could do if he smelled you once more. 

You would whine, asking for him to hug you but Alastor would never break, staring at you through the windows.

When you felt better, there was a whole new tension between the two of you. Both of you would get very protective of the other. Someone touched Alastor, you could put your scent on you, saying he was smelling bad and he should be grateful you were here.

Alastor would let you scent him whenever you wanted, doing the same for you. In the beginning, the two of you wouldn’t know the meaning behind the scenting. It’s when Alice told you it was something a courting pair would do to show everyone you were courting someone. 

You almost exploded when you heard that news. DId everyone think you and Alastor were courting ? How embarrassing ! .. And yet, you liked that thought..

[talesfromawannabewriter]

To Domesticate a Feral Omega

@things-arent-what-they-seem66

Warning: dub-con, forced marriage, Omega verse typical dystopia overall just dark themes

Lucifer's knee bounced up and down anxiously as he waited for his appointment. It had taken months for it to finally come to this day. The day he would find a new mate.

Never did he think that he would need a new mate. Never mind being at an omega mart of all places. Yet here he was, sitting in the waiting room as he watched other alphas go in mate less and out with an omega on their arms.

Soon that would be him. He prayed to whoever was listening that he found the right one. Not only for him but for his baby daughter.

Now, many might be wondering as to why a respected man such as himself was here. The answer to that question is that when his now ex-wife left not only him but their three-month-old daughter in his care. He knew that he couldn't get simple childcare to watch over her but an actual mother, an omega.

Of all the secondary genders in their society everyone knew that tender was in an omega's nature. To take care of others was just the way God made them. It was exactly what his daughter needed from a mother.

And if Lucifer was being honest with himself, it would be nice to come home to a sweet, calm partner ready to take care of him after a hard day at work.

Lucifer felt his stomach would throw right out of his mouth and onto the floor when his name was suddenly called. He sat up quickly, fixing his appearance as he headed towards the person who called.

Peter: Hiya my name is Peter and I'll be helping you today!

Lucifer: Hi, thank you for taking the time of day for me.

Peter: Of course, not come it's our true honor and pleasure to help true mates come together. Please, this way.

They walked right through the door leading to where the omegas were held for listing. They walked down the stark white hallway where a line of doors had the omegas in question.

Peter: As you can see the Golden Gates Omega Mart holds an abundance of beautifully crafted omega's all waiting for alpha and master to finally claim them.

Lucifer looked into each of the windows that were provided and saw them. While it was true that they were all beautiful they were incredibly meek, even so for Omega's not one of them daring to meet his gaze. That didn't sit well with Lucifer, how was he to have a relationship with any of them if they didn't so much as look at him?

Then as if his prayers had been answered, he came up to the last door. In there was possibly the most beautiful of all of them. It was a male omega that was pacing back and forth, his hair was so fluffy and brown, and his eyes were a softer shade than his hair but with a hint of gold to them.

However, what caught his attention the most was the size of his belly behind the stark white dress he wore.

He was pregnant.

Lucifer: Excuse me?

Peter: Yes?

Lucifer: Who's that?

Peter: Oh...him. He was picked up not that long ago and found living on the streets. He wasn't in the system, so we assumed he didn't have a mate or a family.

Lucifer: He's pregnant.

Peter: That he is, since he had no bond mark on him, he must have gotten pregnant with some random alpha during his last heat.

Lucifer hummed, how interesting.

Lucifer: Can... can I meet him?

Peter made a face: I don't think that's such a good idea Mr. Morningstar.

Lucifer: Why not? I thought you said all the omegas here were open?

Peter: Yes, but if I'm being completely honest, I don't think he is yet. You see he is what we call...feral.

Lucifer: Feral?

Peter nodded: He doesn't respond to authority or command. He'd been extremely agitated towards any that weren't other omegas. And I even heard he bit an administrator.

Lucifer's eyes widened at that, never had he heard of an omega doing that: Sounds like he's been through a lot.

Peter: Maybe but he is far from ready to be mated, he still needs to be domesticated by our staff and learn to acclimate to his life as an omega.

Lucifer: But...maybe he is ready, they certainly thought so if he's here.

Peter: I suppose that is true...are you sure you want to go in there?

Lucifer: I'm sure, I think it's time to meet the "vicious feral omega"

He chuckled as Peter looked unsure.

Peter: Alright but I'm going to be with you for every second while your in there.

Lucifer held back a snort at the man's fear. What is there to fear in the first place?

[inubaki]

Possessiveness (SwitchAu)

An Omegaverse Au in which Heaven blames the omega human Adam for ‘tempting’ the omega Lucifer. As Adam is the one marked, he’s the damage they discard first. Demanding for Lucifer to right the wrongs of disrupting the human legacy, forbidden from both Heaven and Hell till he can for fills his ‘duties’ as an omega himself.

As the one marked and discarded, Adam feels every intimacy Lucifer has and every birth. Each betrayal sinking him into a state of madness and resentment.

And as the humans begin to fall to hell, Adam slowly builds his empire on spite and force of will. Lacking the might of a natural angel and the authority of an alpha, Adam has to learn to use his body and mind to maintain his dominance.

The sins are birthed by him through an attorney announced every two hundred years by whom ever can win his challenge. Lucifer’s claim makes the process agony, each conception worse than the last. But Adam relishes in the pain as a defiance for the angel he blames his banishment upon. Even if the next union and birth could kill him.

When Heaven finally allows Lucifer to visit Hell it’s just in time for 7th and final grand attorney.

Lucifer is very much a yandere in this which is what drew Heaven’s eye to begin with. He’s rendered human while on earth but refuses to allow Lilith to bite him even when birthing the children.

He lives as a human for nearly 800 years before finally dying, outliving far pass expectation. (Or so they say). And even then Heaven is reluctant to allow Lucifer to see Adam. But as God’s favorite and Devil’s games going around again for the final heir, surely Lucifer can finally abandon his claim. Surely.

——

[king-of-kistune]

Could I ask for a smut story where M! Reader is an Omega is trying to have a baby with Valentino, an alpha with a daughter of hid previous marriage?

An Alpha's Seduction

Your wish is my command and has been delivered, I hope you enjoy it :) ~Kiyotsune the kitsune

Warning: 18 + minors do not interact but I don't think you minors would listen so eh! Human au(because no one wants to be fucked by an actual moth) and Omegaverse

Willow, Valentino's daughter of his previous marriage is 17 years old

Smut under the cut

Valentino stood tall in the dimly lit bedroom, his powerful presence filling the space. He was an alpha in every sense of the word, and his intense gaze could make even the boldest omega quiver with anticipation. With his striking appearance, he resembled a living, breathing fantasy—a creature of pure desire. His lean, muscular body was adorned in a tailored black suit, the fabric hugging his broad shoulders and accentuating his narrow waist. A white shirt, left purposefully unbuttoned at the collar, offered a tantalizing glimpse of his smooth, olive-toned chest.

Valentino's piercing gaze traveled slowly over Y/N's body, taking in every detail. He noticed the way the robe accentuated the gentle curves of Y/N's hips and the subtle swell of his ass, hinting at a hidden sensuality. The alpha's lips curved into a seductive smile, revealing perfectly straight teeth. "You're beautiful, my dear," he purred, his voice deep and velvety, like the richest of dark chocolates. "And I've been waiting for this moment, anticipating the pleasure we're about to share.

"Y/N's cheeks flushed, and he lowered his gaze, feeling exposed under Valentino's intense scrutiny. "I-I'm ready," he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. He had heard tales of Valentino's prowess, his reputation as a dominant lover, and the thought of being claimed by him sent shivers down his spine.

Valentino took a step forward, his movements graceful and predatory. "I know you're nervous, little one," he said, his tone softening. "But there's no need to be. I'll take care of you, ensure your pleasure is as intense as mine." His hand reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of Y/N's chestnut hair behind his ear. "I want to make this experience unforgettable for you."

As Valentino's fingers trailed down Y/N's cheek, a jolt of electricity seemed to spark between them. Y/N's breath hitched, and he tilted his head slightly, offering himself to the alpha's touch. Valentino's thumb brushed over Y/N's plump lower lip, tracing its soft, pink fullness. "Your lips are so inviting," he murmured, his breath warm against Y/N's mouth. "I can't wait to taste you."

Without warning, Valentino captured Y/N's mouth in a fierce kiss, his tongue demanding entrance. Y/N gasped, taken aback by the alpha's boldness, but soon surrendered, his lips parting to allow Valentino's insistent exploration. The kiss was hungry, primal, as if Valentino was claiming Y/N as his own. Their tongues danced, and Y/N could taste the heady mix of lust and desire, a flavor that ignited a fire deep within him.

Breaking the kiss, Valentino trailed his lips down Y/N's jawline, leaving a trail of wet kisses and gentle nips. "You taste delicious," he whispered, his breath hot against Y/N's sensitive skin. His hands slid around Y/N's waist, pulling him closer, their bodies flush against each other. Y/N could feel the rigid length of Valentino's erection pressing against his thigh, a tangible reminder of the raw passion that simmered between them.

"I want to feel you," Valentino growled, his voice rough with desire. His hands roamed over Y/N's body, mapping every inch of his soft skin. He cupped Y/N's ass, squeezing gently, before sliding his hands beneath the silk robe to explore the warm, supple flesh beneath. Y/N arched into the touch, a soft moan escaping his lips as Valentino's fingers found his sensitive spots.

"You like that, don't you, my sweet omega?" Valentino's voice was thick with desire as he teased Y/N's nipples through the thin fabric of his robe. "I can feel your heat, your need. It's driving me wild." With a swift motion, he untied the robe, letting it fall open, revealing Y/N's slender body.

Y/N's heart raced as he stood exposed before Valentino, his pale skin flushed with arousal. Valentino's eyes darkened with hunger as he took in the sight of Y/N's hard cock, already leaking pre-cum in anticipation. "You're so beautiful, so perfect," he groaned, his hands reaching out to stroke Y/N's length, his touch both gentle and possessive.

Y/N whimpered, his body responding eagerly to Valentino's touch. He leaned into the alpha, seeking more contact, his hands grasping at Valentino's broad shoulders. "Please, Valentino," he begged, his voice hoarse with need. "I want to feel you inside me. I want to give you everything.

"Valentino's eyes flashed with desire, and he pushed Y/N gently onto the bed, following him down. "Oh, you will, my eager omega," he promised, his voice a low rumble. "But first, I want to prepare you, make sure you're ready for my size." He leaned over to the bedside table, opening a drawer to reveal an assortment of toys and lubricants.

Y/N's eyes widened as Valentino selected a small, sleek vibrator and a bottle of scented oil. "I-I've never done this before," he admitted, his voice laced with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

Valentino's smile was warm and reassuring. "I'll guide you, show you how incredible it can be," he said, his voice a soothing purr. He poured a generous amount of oil onto his hands, warming it between his palms before reaching down to stroke Y/N's inner thighs.

Y/N shivered at the touch, his body tingling with anticipation. Valentino's fingers teased the sensitive skin, his touch feather-light and deliberate. He traced patterns on Y/N's thighs, gradually moving closer to the heart of his desire. With each touch, Y/N's breath quickened, his body becoming more responsive, his cock hardening further.

"You're so responsive," Valentino murmured, his breath hot against Y/N's ear. "I love how you react to my touch." His fingers trailed upwards, skimming over Y/N's balls, gently rolling them in his palm before slowly circling the tight ring of muscle that hid the sweetest of treasures.

Y/N gasped, his body tensing at the sudden, intense sensation. Valentino's finger applied gentle pressure, circling the tight entrance, teasingly, before slipping inside, just a fraction. Y/N's breath caught in his throat, his body instinctively clenching around the intrusion.

"Relax, my sweet," Valentino whispered, his voice a soothing melody. "Let me prepare you, make you ready for the pleasure to come." He added more oil, his fingers massaging the tight muscle, slowly stretching Y/N's body, preparing him for the invasion to come.

As Valentino's finger breached Y/N's body, he moaned, his head thrown back, his long hair fanning out across the pillow. "Oh, yes," he breathed, his voice tremulous. "It feels so good, so full."

Valentino added a second finger, stretching Y/N further, his movements slow and deliberate. "That's it, let me in," he encouraged, his free hand stroking Y/N's cock in time with his thrusts. Y/N's body arched off the bed, his ass lifting to meet Valentino's fingers, his hole clenching around the intrusion, desperate for more.

Valentino added a second finger, stretching Y/N further, his movements slow and deliberate. "That's it, let me in," he encouraged, his free hand stroking Y/N's cock in time with his thrusts. Y/N's body arched off the bed, his ass lifting to meet Valentino's fingers, his hole clenching around the intrusion, desperate for more.

"You're doing so well, my eager omega," Valentino praised, his voice thick with desire. "But I want to give you even more pleasure." Withdrawing his fingers, he reached for the vibrator, turning it on to a low, throbbing hum.

Y/N's eyes widened as he watched Valentino tease his own cock with the toy, his length already slick with pre-cum. "Oh, fuck," he whispered, his body quivering with anticipation.

Valentino chuckled, a deep, sensual sound. "Not yet, my sweet," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. "But soon, very soon." He positioned the vibrator at Y/N's entrance, slowly pushing it inside, inch by inch, his fingers gently holding Y/N's cheeks apart.

Y/N's breath hitched as the vibrator slid into his body, the sensation overwhelming. The toy filled him, stretching him, and the low, persistent buzz sent shivers of pleasure through his sensitive flesh. "Oh, my God," he moaned, his voice cracking. "I-I can't..."

"Shh, just relax and let it fill you," Valentino soothed, his voice a seductive lullaby. "Feel how good it is, how it makes you ache for more." He leaned over, capturing Y/N's mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue mimicking the thrusts of the vibrator.

Y/N whimpered into the kiss, his body on fire. He could feel the vibrator deep within him, the relentless buzz building a pressure that was both agonizing and exquisite. Valentino's fingers worked the toy in and out, slowly at first, then with increasing speed, his other hand gripping Y/N's cock, stroking in time with the toy's rhythm.

"That's it, let go, come for me," Valentino urged, his voice a husky command. Y/N's body trembled, his muscles tightening as he teetered on the edge of release. With a final, deep thrust of the vibrator and a firm squeeze of his cock, Y/N's orgasm exploded through him, his body convulsing as he cried out, his release hot and intense.

Valentino pulled the vibrator out slowly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched Y/N's body ride the waves of pleasure. "You're incredible, my sweet omega," he purred, his voice full of admiration. "And now, I want to feel you clench around me."

Y/N, still trembling from his orgasm, looked up at Valentino, his eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "Please," he whispered, his voice raw. "I need you inside me."Valentino positioned himself between Y/N's thighs, his hard cock poised at Y/N's entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered Y/N, his eyes closing briefly as he savored the tight heat that enveloped him. Y/N gasped, his body adjusting to the fullness, the sensation of being stretched around Valentino's thick shaft.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," Valentino groaned, his voice strained as he fought for control. He began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of Y/N's tight hole. The bed creaked with each powerful stroke, the sound a testament to the raw, primal passion that consumed them.

Y/N's body responded eagerly, his ass lifting to meet each thrust, his hands gripping the sheets, his head thrown back in abandon. Valentino's fingers found Y/N's neglected cock, stroking it in time with his powerful thrusts, driving Y/N closer to the edge once more.

"I-I can't hold on much longer," Y/N panted, his body flushed and glistening with sweat. "I-I need to come again."

Valentino's eyes darkened with determination. "Not yet," he growled, his voice commanding. "I want to feel you climax around me, your hole milking my cock." He increased the pace, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, his hips slamming into Y/N's ass, driving him to the brink of ecstasy.

Y/N's body trembled, his hole clenching around Valentino's cock, his pleasure-filled cries filling the room. "I-I can't..." he gasped, his words cut off as an intense orgasm ripped through him, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed over his stomach and chest.

Valentino's own release was imminent, his body tensing as he fought to maintain control. With a final, deep thrust, he surrendered to his desire, his cock pulsing as he filled Y/N's hole with his hot cum. He collapsed onto Y/N's sweat-slicked body, his breath ragged as he struggled to regain his composure.

Valentino's own release was imminent, his body tensing as he fought to maintain control. With a final, deep thrust, he surrendered to his desire, his cock pulsing as he filled Y/N's hole with his hot cum. He collapsed onto Y/N's sweat-slicked body, his breath ragged as he struggled to regain his composure.

They lay entwined, their bodies slick with sweat and the evidence of their passion. Y/N's heart raced, his body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. He turned his head, his lips seeking Valentino's, their kiss tender and filled with promise.

Valentino smiled against Y/N's mouth, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on Y/N's skin. "That was just the beginning, my sweet omega," he whispered, his voice full of dark promise."I plan to make you mine in every way possible."

Y/N's eyes widened, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He had no idea what Valentino had in store for him, but he knew one thing for certain—he was eager to explore every sinful pleasure the alpha had to offer.

As their lips parted, Valentino's gaze held Y/N's, his eyes gleaming with unspoken desires. "Rest now, my love," he said, his voice gentle. "We have all the time in the world to indulge in our desires."

Y/N snuggled closer to Valentino, his body exhausted yet satisfied. He felt a sense of peace, knowing that he had found his perfect match—an alpha who could satisfy his deepest cravings and unlock his true potential as an omega.

As they drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other's arms, the possibilities of their future together seemed endless, each one more tantalizing than the last. Valentino's dark, mysterious past and his intentions with Y/N were yet to be fully revealed, but one thing was certain—their journey together would be filled with unbridled passion, sensual exploration, and the creation of a unique, unconventional family.

Meanwhile with Willow who Valentino's daughter from his previous marriage:

"really, did they forget that my room is next to theirs? It's not even soundproofed yet" Willow whisper yelled blushing

If you want part 2 of this, just requested for it in the comments :) ~Kiyotsune the kitsune

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Omegaverse PolyVees where Val is totally an Omega, but pretends to be an Alpha at work. Trust me, he's vicious enough to get away with it.

Meanwhile Vox totally thinks he's an Alpha, but he's actually a Beta and has no idea until it hits him.

And the only Alpha between them is Velvette so she totally abuses it to get them both to shut and obey.