#male omega anatomy

[aboredindividual]

Male omega anatomy

Here is my poorly drawn version of male omega's anatomy :)

In my mind i picture that when growing up, the omega's testis stop growing past certain age and when near presentation they will gradually slithers back up from the sack and settle internally. The testiless sack then will slowly be reabsorbed to the body.

The penis will be the smallest of all the other dynamics (picture the biggest omegan phallus will be comparable to average beta ones)

I kinda detest the version where their uterus is connected to rectum because of ✨sanitary reasons✨so i made my own version.

When it comes to fertility the male omegas ability to impregnate is very diminished as previously mentioned, the testis are not developed enough to create sufficient amount of sperm to secure concievement. Yet they compensate it by their very fertile ovaries who are highly efficient at their job. While female betas' pregnancy will result in only one child with twins and triplets being out of norm, the omegas regardless of sex will carry litters of 2-3 children on average.The male gender will have predispositions to having just two babies at a time because of the strain but the pregnancy will be no different from others.

[punmster]

being ace means i don't get giggly or horny about omegaverse aka abo but instead become painfully obsessed with details in anatomy and world building

[midnight-omega]

Anatomy hc

Okiii ur girl spent most of last night trying to figure some things out and draw some diagrams fr

This post focuses on the reproductive anatomy of my omegaverse. I'm gonna go through each of the 6 gender/dynamic combinations and give a little info about how I think it all works :> like everything else this varies from person to person so if this isn't ur thing no worries! If this is ur thing feel free to use it! But if you use my diagrams I'd appreciate it if you credited me be i spent a long time on them 😔

I also want to link this very in depth explanation because I did take a lot of inspiration from it for my male omegas! I adore this concept for them and I'll be using it going forward. The author talks about a lot more tho some of which imma steal some of which Im not :))

Okay lets get into it fr, be warned there are my messy diagrams of all kinds of private bits under the cut. Also if tumblr kills the quality im so sorry fr :((

Male Alpha

🌕 Let's start with our boys here.

🌕 Honestly they're pretty straightforward! There's not too many crazy anatomy changes here. They function pretty much the same as irl amab anatomy does.

🌕 They have a penis and external testes

🌕 They have a prostrate that can be stimulated via anal penetration

🌕 Male alphas tend to be on the bigger side concerning length/girth but this varies from person to person

🌕 Now, the defining characteristic of a male alpha is their knot. Only alphas have a knot!

🌕 The knot is soft tissue that expands during orgasm. This "locks" the penis into the vagina in order to facilitate conception. In simple terms, sperm stuck inside better change pregananant

🌕 The knot typically stays expanded for about 20min after orgasm, but this can vary. Any longer than an hour though, can be cause for concern

🌕 The male alpha usually has a larger knot than a female alpha and experiences higher chances of successfully "tying" (tying here meaning the knot actually gets stuck in the receiver)

🌕 An alpha can knot outside of rut, but these knots may be smaller or not fully expanded since they're lacking the overproduction of hormones that rut creates

🌕 A deflated knot is still visible as a ring of much softer tissue than the rest of the shaft

Female Alpha

🌕 oh boy, oh god, mother mary save us all

🌕 This one was so HARD to figure out fr... let me get into this

🌕 I've always liked the idea of a female alpha having a hidden penis best. One that's concealed where the clit ought to be but expands and pops out during rut or when aroused. I like this one best bc I'm not a super big fan of the anatomy set up of having a vulva and dick and balls all at once, and anatomically I never understood like... the concept of the clit swells a lil and thats the knot bc... penetrate how?? I also just don't like pregnant female alphas much! To me alphas impregnate only not carry

🌕 So hidden penis was my favorite option !

🌕 But once I started drawing out the diagram I immediately had problems placing the sheathed penis inside the body

🌕 My biggest issues were the bladder and pubic bone. The bladder I can move around easy enough, especially since female and male anatomy have it in slightly different positions anyway

🌕 But what was fucking me up was that damn bone

🌕 If we want to replace the clit with a penis the penis is going to need to run straight through that bone. The pubic bone in female anatomy sits right above the clit basically. In male anatomy its a tad higher up but even moving it up it would still be in the way of the penis

🌕 I could continue to move the bone or do away with it but then we compromise the human shape of the female alpha. The rest of the dynamics would look human in the hips and pelvis but female alpha she'd be.. little fucked up. Not to mention I'm sure there's some other wild medical consequence of removing or moving the pubic bone that I'm not aware of

🌕 So... we can't put the sheathed penis exactly where the clit is

🌕 I could put it where the vagina is, but then that eliminates the vagina entirely and makes female alphas unable to have penetrative sex and tbh I'm not into that give her a gspot yk?

🌕 I could move the urethra around, like push it forward towards the clit even more and push the vaginal opening backwards, or even combine the vagina and anus like the male omega but I wasn't a fan of that either. It makes her feel to male omega-y and less unique to me

🌕 Furthermore like... vaginas are low. Like lower than u think, clits are a little lower too. And penises are so high! So.. having a penis come out so low between your legs wouldn't that make penetrating kinda hard unless you had a crazy long horse cock or smth.

🌕 So I ended up keeping the penis sheathed like I wanted, but I moved it up

🌕 The penis head is a little above where a clit would sit but I still removed the clit from her anatomy

🌕 To avoid the bone I had to put the penis above it. This isn't super crazy since the vans deferens also comes down over the bone, but it is a little awkward because this isn't a little tube this is a PENIS. This is a whole long cord of tissue and blood vessels here and I'm not giving her a small flat cock to compensate she doesn't deserve that

🌕 So, her muscle, fat, skin, and what have you is gonna have to push out to make room for the penis sitting above the bone.

🌕 Insert female alpha sheath bulge >:))

🌕 tbh I think giving her a bit of a bump is pretty hot so I'm satisfied!

🌕 However bc its sitting right over a bone any pressure applied to it is going to be uncomfortable or even painful for her

🌕 So... ig if you wanna kick a female alpha in the nuts aim for her sheath fr

🌕 So then I was good for awhile, I had placed the penis in the body in a way that satisfied me and kept the vagina intact

🌕 But okay now the penis has to come out

🌕 The female alpha cock still sits lower than the male one, so we have to do a little more bending to get it to flip up in proper penis formation

🌕 No problem, I'll just give the female a longer base after the knot and said base will be way more bendy than a real penis np np

🌕 Okay but... if we have a noodle base how is the erection staying erect and not just becoming a top heavy string of stuck blood that flops tf over

🌕 Insert what I did with the labia

🌕 I want female alphas to enjoy vaginal sex if they want to mostly for kinky reasons yk but its my world so!

🌕 But this means that I don't really wanna touch the labia around the vagina, they should still get looser during arousal they should still be fun to play with yada yada yada

🌕 But the penis needs something to lock it upright. So I split the labia into even more parts.

🌕 On irl afab anatomy theres the inner and outer labia and that's that. On the female alpha tho I had to get creative. I gave her her inner and outer labia that would function normally

🌕 Then I gave her another set around the exit of her sheath. I called them! The penile labia for lack of creativity and anatomical knowledge! Unlike the outer and inner labia around the vagina, these ones stiffen and lock up during arousal after the penis has been unleashed. This keeps it out and helps it stand!

🌕 I also gave her a middle labia. This is an extremely tough piece of muscle that separates her upper and lower sets of lips. The middle labia supports our bendy base even more and tends to get engorged and may even expand a little to support the weight of the cock and knot

🌕 This isn't fool proof by ANY means and I'm sure ppl who know anatomy better than me have a million issues rn but yk what? This makes sense to me and took me awhile to figure it out fr so I'm content

🌕 Now... I gave her a uterus-like structure and still called it "uterus" for lack of better term. this is not a functioning uterus so female alphas cannot conceive

🌕 But in this model I have this uterus act more like a muscle that helps push the penis out of the sheath. Believable? Idk but its chill with me

🌕 The female knot is generally a littler smaller than the male knot because it's gotta fit in the body

🌕 The knot here doesn't even begin to expand until the penis is unsheathed, whereas in males it may puff up slightly on initial arousal

🌕 Since I did not give her balls, her testes are inside the body where the ovaries would typically be

🌕 insert the part where I tell you alpha sperm does not need to be cool. It can survive higher temperatures which also makes sense considering omegas practically have heat strokes during heat, the sperm would need to be a little tougher.

🌕 But then why do males have balls? I got u fam ! Bc while they can survive in warmer temperatures that does not mean they thrive there. The healthiest swimmers are still kept a little cooler. Female alphas may be less fertile even because of this which could be some fun plot points bc i love female alphas pls write them more

🌕 That was so LONG but I think that's it for her

Male Beta

🌙 The male beta doesn't really have anything super atypical from irl amab bodies.

🌙 The penis of a beta tends to be a lil smaller than an alpha's but bigger than an omegas, but again this isn't always the case!

🌙 We do have a prostate for fun anal times if desired

🌙 Beta sperm is not as heat resistant as alpha sperm. They can impregnate other betas just fine but may struggle with an omega in heat. It's suggested that b/o couples try conceiving outside of heat with the help of fertility experts :>

🌙 Male betas cannot conceive, they have no uterus or vagina

🌙 Betas do not knot!

Female Beta

🌙 Again, not a lot of differences to talk about here, typical afab anatomy

🌙 It is worth noting that in my verse I am not giving female betas periods bc thats mean

🌙 For this reason their endometrium is thinner than ours so the body can reabsorb it without a true heat easier

🌙 I'll also say that beta eggs are just built different for this thinner endometrium

🌙 usually you need a certain thickness for the egg to embed properly to the uterine wall, but imma say that for whatever reason beta eggs are totally chill with a thin lining. They have a better grip or smth ig!

🌙 This allows my girls to get pregnant without an extra added issue due to my silly anatomy choices

🌙 It also makes her different from the female omega which I'll talk about later :))

Male Omega

🌑 Okay ya'll get ready for shitshow number two

🌑 actually the male omega wasn't as bad to figure out mostly bc I stole the idea of the epivagina from the author I linked above the cut!!

🌑 I'll sum up if you don't want to read through the link (you should tho it's really interesting stuff you might wanna use in ur own verse!)

🌑 So like the female alpha there are depictions I don't like when it comes to the male omega. I don't like them not having a uterus and just being... a guy? Like having nothing about them that makes them different than a male beta. Also, like how I said I don't like pregnant alphas, I don't like omegas that can impregnate.

🌑 I'm also not a fan of not giving them a penis and having them only have a vagina and uterus. What makes the two omega genders different then? Breasts? Not a fan tbh considering I like my male omegas to breastfeed with their lil pregnancy boobies (cancer in venus I like boobies and lactation not sorry)

🌑 Basically I want my mpreg and I want my penis too

🌑 So, like the female alpha, we have to give them both parts.

🌑 Since there's not a ton of room between the balls and the anus (the taint is only so big yall) I'm not a fan of just giving them a vulva here

🌑 I'm also not a big fan of the birth canal that develops from the taint when pregnant just bc it doesn't make sense to me that the body just forms and unforms a hole that they have to push out a baby the size of a small melon through. Like in that case pregnancy must be excruciatingly painful on top of pregnancy already being painful and hard

🌑 So... butt babies. Except not quite

🌑 The popular option is the cloaca but... I have issues with that too

🌑 If you read the chapter on male omegas on the ao3 link you can see why. A short cloaca definitely results in poop in the vagina. I don't think I need to explain why poop in the vagina is like the worst thing. As the author points out it also makes it difficult for fun oral time just bc the amount of infections you can get from... constant ass licking/fucking especially bc I haven't seen any male omegas telling their alphas omg wait i need to shower, shit, and have an enema first

🌑 The long cloaca can work ig but then the penis never enters the vagina and thats just not fun. The male omega would never be able to have vaginal sex fr :((

🌑 So I'm going with what the author made up! The epivagina!

🌑 The epivagina is a strong valve-like muscle kinda like the middle labia in alpha females.

🌑 During non horny times the epivagina remains positioned in a way that closes off the vaginal opening. No penetration without literal tearing can take place with it closed. The anus is open and free for poop!

🌑 During heat and arousal the epivagina switches the other way opening the vagina and closing the anus so the opposite is true

🌑 You do not have to be in heat for the vagina to open btw! Just turned on

🌑 During birth we can just assume the sphincters and muscles around this anus and vagina were built for stretching, though it might be recommend for male omegas to anal train a bit to get all our muscles ready for it (there are literally butt plugs the size of a child's head so we can train out asses a lil)

🌑 Now the drawback to this would be that... you cannot have anal with a male omega if he's turned on. Tbh that's okay with me since i'm not really into anal anyway! If it's not okay with u then.. idk change it to fit ur kink babe im not stopping u

🌑 It also kinda acts as a rape defense too in a way.... like a duck if we're not turned on good luck entering the vagina. ofc... the exception to this is heat in heat it's p much always open unless we need to shit rn so ig vaginal rape protection in heat isn't a thing but it's neat outside of heat

🌑 Male omegas do produce very small amounts of sperm but they're such sad little boys it's basically impossible to get pregnant from them. Most of them have clear orgasms if they come from their cocks at all.

🌑 I did raise their balls a bit back into the body. We're still descended but not... exactly the whole way if that makes sense. Our sperm just isn't as cool this way and it's not heat resistant fr!

🌑 Bc omegas get so hot during their heats this can also decrease or fully kill off any remaining sperm production.

🌑 Technically this way you can still get pregnant by a male omega if you're a female beta/omega but.... bc its my verse and I don't really want that I'm gonna say it happens like once in a century it is not really a thing

🌑 The penis here is smaller than anyone else's, but not as small as you'd think. I'm not going the whole micropenis route with them you can still be satisfied through penetration with my male omegas!

🌑 Like the author, I also like the concept of giving them a prostate and an internal clit >:))

🌑 no real reason other than 3 ways for my boys to orgasm and I like it

Female Omega

🌑 Pretty similar to the female beta, not too much difference from irl afab anatomy

🌑 The biggest difference between a female beta and female omega are:

🌑 Slick production (beta's do not produce slick)

🌑 The endometrium

🌑 I gave my beta's a thinner one so their bodies can absorb it and we can avoid menstruation!

🌑 Well in female omegas the endometrium is thicker, about the same as the average one irl or maybe even a little thicker than that.

🌑 Her eggs just aren't as good as gripping just like irl fr, so we need a lot of cushion for them

🌑 especially since female omegas tend to release more than one egg a cycle (2-4 is normal) so if we're all embedding we need more room to do it

🌑 A female omega also can reabsorb her endometrium no worries I am not giving her a period either

🌑 Instead I'm going to say that heat has 3 phases. Pre heat where we get ready for ovulation that lasts about 3-4 days, heat heat which lasts about 1-2 days or less. This is when we are fertile we need to get pregnant NOW, and then post heat which lasts about 3 days where our body temperature is still extremely high and we're still horny and feverous but the egg has passed alas. Its during post heat that we reabsorb and break down the endometrium. Sometimes we might see a little blood a lil spotting yk, but for the most part our heat stroke helps us absorb it idc if that's unreasonable its what imma say

🌑 The term heat usually includes heat and post heat but not pre heat (I mean you get off work for heat and post heat and we use the term heat as a collective to include that 5 or so days but this doesn't include the pre heat) but i'll do a different post for heats later !

I think thats everything if you survived all that thank you for indulging me fr! Feel free to pop in my askbox if you wanna talk about smth and like I said in the beginning feel free to steal but pls credit my diagrams if u use them :))

[imagineitdearies-old]

In regards to your most recent ask about marriage. You said about poor Alicent don’t even know about a strap on 😂.

What is the anatomy of female alphas in your fic?

I thought they had a the equipment to impregnate omegas like alpha males do is that not correct?

(nsfw warning)

No, for sure--I think it’s mostly standard in a/b/o verses that female alphas either have equipment at birth or develop them when they present, the ol’ pillar and stones so to speak 😂 

To get into the nitty gritty of it, everyone in this verse is born with both reproductive organs, but one is inverted and undeveloped. The undeveloped organs will either develop during puberty (male omegas and alpha females), or your already-presented ones get way more fertile (female omegas and alpha males), or you just go through normal puberty (betas). Presenting for the alphas/omegas is the moment the hormones really kick in and jumpstart that intense process, aka heat and rut. The first few heats/ruts and a while after are pretty painful for alpha females and omega males in particular, with how much growing that gets done.

So YES, Rhaenyra has got the equipment. But in her sexual history she has mostly been with beta males (and another alpha, heavens forbid), and has been pregnant, soooo.....she for sure enjoys penetration herself. That’s why I brought up Alicent’s insecurity on that part of sex with Nyra.

In fact, Alicent used to judge Rhaenyra so harshly for choosing Harwin over Laenor and called her first pregnancy sinful. It wasn’t until watching Rhaenyra be a mother, and a wonderful one at that, that Alicent realized she was more just resentful and jealous that Rhaenyra didn’t seem to need an omega (her) at all. 

[hellhoundlair]

I have some GREAT news for you about how the majority of non-western fandom omegaverse is done. (they just give those men pussy ❤️ sometimes dick also)

gotta learn japanese and have someone ask me why i decided to learn japanese and i struggle to dance around the fact that i learned it purely to read more omegaverse fanfic

[limelocked]

abo anon here. randomly remembering i sent an ask and seeing your blog name made me rub my hands like a fly that just landed. Yes yes it is all going according to plan, this is all my doing/j

i still have the ask and a now growing google doc of abo worldbuilding written as if im a poor unfortunate earth scientist whos found these weirdos on a distant planet and started observing them for fun and profit

here have a table, on the house

[sooniebby]

ఌ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆

W.C › 5.6k

Warnings › Chapter 1. Male omegas have a bit of a strange anatomy. Tried to explain it well. In any case, male omegas have pussies.

Plot › You go through a Pseudo heat and learn more about what your parents truly did to your body

Kinks › use of pussy, dirty talk, cumming untouched

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𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮:

𝘾𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨 & 𝘼𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙨

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❝ お兄ちゃん、どうして私を守ってくれなかったの？ ❞

“Do they hate me?”

“Mhm? Who is they?”

“You know.”

“I don’t, (Name).”

“Yes you do. But mom actually likes you.”

“This again?”

“Yukina is gone. Now I’m her target. Why can’t you see that?”

“It’s nonsense, that’s why. No mother could ever hate her child. No parent would ever hate their children. Familial love is one that can’t be replaced.”

“…Naoki would understand. But you… you…”

“Naoki? Seriously? Have you taken your suppressants?”

“Naoki says I shouldn’t take it! No one else takes it. You don’t even take it. My scent is sweet, it’s not sour like yours. It’s fine—”

“(Name), think for a moment. You being an omega is already enough on the family. Would it hurt you to just try and make our parents proud? Can’t you just do this one thing for them? For us?”

❝ なぜですか？苦しいよ、直樹。❞

“Will he be okay? Has he even gone through a heat before? Is he a late bloomer?”

Miya sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose as she glanced over at Watanabe. You were barricaded in your bedroom—the smell of heat spilling in from underneath the door. Watanabe was by the kitchen, his hands grasped tightly at the wooden chair Miya usually used when she wanted to cook without standing.

She could already see the chipped wood forming beneath his palms. The sound of the wood breaking slowly.

She’d complain about that another time. It was a shock Watanabe was even lucid enough to not bust the door down and mate you. This sight of Watanabe was interesting. His cool bad boy facade was long gone, replaced by an anxious alpha.

You’d think Watanabe had mated you ages ago.

“Mhm. I don’t know. He’s never had a heat before because of…” Her voice trailed off, her lips pursing together. Did he know? Would it be safe to tell him? Would you even want her to tell him?

“Because of?” Watanabe muttered, finally looking over at Miya. She could see his eyes were blown, unfocused. They looked to be struggling to not narrow in at your bedroom door.

Miya didn’t know why she hasn’t kicked him out yet. The whole journey here she wanted to get you away from him. But she could tell just from his soured scent that he wasn’t focused on fucking you. He was genuinely scared right now.

“He presented late, that’s all.” It wasn’t a total lie.

A strangled moan left your bedroom and Miya could see in seconds Watanabe’s gaze zero in on your door. His grip tightened on the chair and she heard the wood crack. Slowly his palms bleed red as he grit his teeth, closing his eyes as he began to whisper something to himself.

Miya inched over to the door, ready to defend your safety if need be. She didn’t care that she only reached his chest, stomach really. She’d fight to the death for you if she had to.

A knock on the door caught her attention. “Huh? Who…?”

“My mom.” Watanabe suddenly whispered, moving his hand away from the chair. The chair was totally destroyed, coated in his blood. His hands had pricks and splinters as he plucked out the large ones and dropped them by the trash as he stiffly walks to the front door.

“When did you even call your mom?” Miya asked, wondering what his mother could possibly do in a situation like this.

“Texted.” He bluntly said, pulling the front door open.

A chubby woman with greying brown hair pulled into a neat bun was shown, dressed in a nurse garment. Ah, that’s why. Her lips were pursed as she narrowed at Watanabe’s bleeding hands. She pulled out a first aid kit from her bag and stepped inside, handing it over to Watanabe.

Ms. Watanabe glanced around the room before sniffing the air, a frown pulling on her lips as she noticed Miya by the door. “Ah, are you Tanaka’s alpha?” She asked, walking over to Miya.

Miya hummed, needing to get used to the title. “Ah.. Yes. Furukawa Miya.”

“Watanabe Hitomi. I’m a doctor that specializes in omegas healthcare. Ah, ignore the nurse garments, today was my day off, I just put whatever on.” She laughed to herself, smiling brightly.

“Mhm. Then… can you check on (Name)? He’s never had a heat before.”

“Yes, of course. I just wanted to make sure I had permission.”

“Permission?”

“Yes. Alphas are so territorial! Even with betas like me,” she giggled. “Riki, you haven’t mated Tanaka yet, yes?”

Watanabe only grunted, busy bandaging his hands.

“I’ll be back, Furukawa-San.”

Miya bowed her head. “Thank you, Watanabe-San.”

“Ah, call me Hitomi. I have a feeling we’ll be like family soon.” Hitomi grinned, opening the bedroom door and stepping inside.

Hitomi couldn’t help her gasp as she slammed the door behind herself quickly, hoping none of your scent had slipped out. She pulled out a small packet of pills and a water bottle as she stepped over to your bed.

And there you were, nude burying your face into a sweater that was seeped in Miya’s citrus scent. You whined at the sight of Hitomi, too horny to care about your nudity. Hitomi’s beta scent was refreshing. Minty like any other beta. But it was nice. Miya’s scent was doing nothing for you.

But there was something in Hitomi’s scent that caught your attention, no matter how fuzzy it was.

Ume?

Riki? Does she know him? Mhm, Ume…

“Tanaka-San, I’m sorry this is how we meet. I’m Watanabe Hitomi, Riki’s mother. He wanted me to check on you because it’s your first ever heat, yes?”

You only whined at the mention of Riki’s name. Why wasn’t he here with you right now? Did he not want you? Were you not enough?

A cool hand against your neck caused you to flinch, your eyes opening again to look at Hitomi. She smiled softly, sitting down on the bed as she rest the water bottle on the night stand.

“It’s okay, Omega. Breathe. Your Alpha loves you.” She whispered, her voice motherly. “But he can’t be here. It’s your first ever heat, it’s a dangerous time for you, Pup. He could accidentally hurt you.”

You whined, feeling your fist tighten their grip on Miya’s sweater. Hurt you? Riki would never. He could never hurt you. Just what was this lady talking about?

Hitomi chuckled. “Well you can growl so I don’t need to check that.”

Growl? You didn’t even notice you were making any noise beside whimpering.

“I have something to help with the pain, Pup. It’s a heat suppressant. Have you taken any other suppressants? One that wasn’t only for heats?”

Shame creeped up on you as you looked away, biting your lip. Hitomi watched as you slowly nod. She didn’t say anything for a moment—as if waiting for you to elaborate. You slowly reached over and pulled open your night stand’s drawer.

“Is it in here?” She asked, looking over as she reached inside and pulled out the empty packets. You watched as her calm eyes began to widen in horror as she read the name. “…L…Limited X…?! Tanaka-San, are you serious?!”

She calmed down when you responded with a whimper, curling up into yourself further in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Pup. I didn’t mean to yell at you.” Hitomi leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. You couldn’t help but purr.

Doctors aren’t supposed to be this loving but you would ignore it in the fact she was your alpha’s mother. Wasn’t she practically your mother now?

“Miya said you were a late bloomer… Was that a lie? Did you present?” She took your whine as a yes. “When did you start taking Limited X?”

A grunt left your throat as you parted your lips, “…nine…”

“Nine…? When.. When did you present?!”

“Nine…”

Hitomi pulled away. You saw from the corner of your eye her panicked expression as she whispered something herself. Was it that bad? Your situation couldn’t have been that rare. She let out a sigh before turning back over to you, a small smile on her lips.

“Your parents are awful, Pup. But it’s okay now. I got you.” She whispered, her voice shaky as she reached over and gently brushed your cheek. Her hand trailed down to your neck as she touched your scent gland. A broken gasp left her lips at the tough skin her fingers grazed.

“Mhm..?” You whined

“Your scent gland isn’t even…” Her look of surprise was soon replaced with fury. Her jaw tightened as she shook her head, patting your back as she stood up. “I’m sorry, Pup. I can’t let you take the suppressants. You need to let the heat run its course. Is there anything you want before I go? I’ll come back to visit you in a day or two.”

“Riki… I want Riki…”

“I’m sorry, but he can’t spend it with you. It’s for your safety, baby.”

“Please… Please… Want him…”

Hitomi pursed her lips as she glanced over at the door. “Okay. For a minute.” She left the room, leaving you alone. Your hand found the fluidity to toss Miya’s sweater across the room, wanting the citrus scent far away from your nose.

Your eyes fluttered open when you felt a cool hand gently touch your cheek. You hadn’t even realized you had fallen asleep. A low purr left your throat when your eyes met Riki’s. There he was.

Well, he was a bit far from you.

You hum and raise an eyebrow, reaching over to grab his hand and pull him closer. But he quickly resisted, pulling his hand away. The sound that leaves you is almost like that of a kicked puppy as you look at him in shock.

The words are on the tip of your tongue but you were too far gone in your heat to speak now.

“Sorry… Sorry, I can’t get too close. It’s hard enough being here.” Riki muttered, his eyes looking at everything but you. You noticed his tense posture, back straight entirely with his fists clenched at his sides. The bandages wrapped around his fists catch your attention as you whimper, wondering how he got hurt in such a short amount of time.

Did Miya fight him??? Oh god, you hoped that they would get close not fight.

A strangled grunt leaving Riki’s chest made you look up at him, seeing his jaw set tight. Was your scent affecting him this badly?

“Ah, (Name), I can’t stay in here much longer.” Riki groaned, reaching down and pulling off his shirt. Your eyes widen as your legs clamp together, an eager smirk pulling on your lips. Neither can you, you felt as if you would burst if he just continued to stand there.

But whatever you thought was going to happened was ignored when he tossed the shirt at your face. Any disappointment was drowned out when you sniffed the shirt, sighing in relief at having the Japanese apricots fill your nostrils.

“Why didn’t she tell me you were naked….”

Your eyes peek open to see Riki moving away, the sound of his pants falling onto the ground causing you to purr in appreciation at the sight of his ass. He also tossed his pants at you. It hit your square in the face but you didn’t care, eager to just bury your nose in his scent.

“Riki…” You mewled, slick coating the bedsheets beneath you.

“Shh. If you say my name again I’ll cum.” He said bluntly, his hand gripping at his boxers before pulling them off. You couldn’t help the slight squeal that left you as he tossed the boxers to you. You forgot all about his pants and shirt as you bit at his boxers, purring at the fabric in your hands.

Ah, it was right against his cock.

You thought he was now coming to join you in bed but you whined as you watched him slip on some clothes. What?! What the fuck?! He changed into a plain old t-shirt and sweatpants. Where did he even get that?!

You felt like throwing a tantrum.

Here you were, pliant, soaking wet, practically begging for him. And he was only nice enough to give you his boxers?!

Riki finally turned around, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Don’t give me those eyes. I’m following my mom’s instructions. I’ll visit you again tomorrow.” He walked over to you with his fingers pinching his nose. A slight giggle left your lips at the sight as he leaned down and pressed a kiss on your lips before quickly pulling away and sprinting to the door.

“Bye!” He yelled, closing the door behind him.

He was lucky he’s cute…

You glanced down at the boxers still in your hand and sighed. This will have to do for tonight.

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“Aren’t they cute?”

You kneel down, peering into the small pond. The koi fish swirl around each other as you poke your finger in the water. They disburse away from your small ripple, finding safety near the other side. A slight giggle leaves your lips.

“They’re funny.”

“Funny? Mhm, I don’t know. I think you’re more funny looking.”

A gasp leaves you as you turn over to face Naoki, pouting at the laugher that begins to escape him. He falls back onto his butt while you cross your arms together and fane a look of disappointment at his teasing.

“Meanie. The girls at my school say I’m cute. And that I smell sweet!”

“Do they? What did you bribe them with?”

“B..Bri…be..? What does that mean?”

Naoki only chuckled, reaching over to pull you close with him on the grass. “Ask your teacher. But you do smell sweet, (Name). My little pudding.”

“Well…! You smell like vanilla!”

“Vanilla? That’s too sweet for an alpha like me.”

“Don’t care. You’re sweet. Sweet alphas are better than smelly alphas like Daichi.”

“Really? Then I hope you get with an alpha with the sweetest scent there is.”

“Ew! I don’t like alphas. Only you and Miya. Yuck!”

Naoki laughed. You couldn’t remember his face. It hurt so much to only remember his heart shaped smile. Why couldn’t you remember his eyes? His nose? The only person to love you and you can’t even remember him properly?

“(Name), c’mon, drink this!”

A groan left your throat as your eyes open, staring up at the ceiling. You looked to your left and saw Miya holding a glass of water. She smiled and reached down, wiping at your face before helping you sit up.

“Did you sleep well? You had a big smile on your face before I woke you up.” She asked, sitting down on the bed. You hummed absentmindedly, eager to quench your thirst.

“How long has it been?”

“A week.”

“Week?! Heats only last three days…”

“Yeah will you haven’t exactly gone through a heat before. Anyway, Hitomi-San came to visit you everyday to make sure you didn’t die.”

“Die?!”

Miya hummed. “You were sometimes so cold during the night or really hot. She would sometimes stay the night to make sure you didn’t stop breathing too.”

“Crap… I don’t remember anything that happened…”

“Well you didn’t do anything embarrassing if you’re worried about that.” Miya said, taking the empty glass from you. Her lip slightly twitched as she smirked. “Ah, wait, no that’s not true… you did embarrass yourself when Watanabe came.”

You froze, looking over at Miya with a look of fear. Miya smirked and began to laugh, enjoying your panicked expression.

“What?! What did I do?”

“It was so funny… Hitomi-San was cleaning the slick off your body when Watanabe came into the room to give you fresh clothes with his scent. You practically shoved Hitomi-San off the bed to launch yourself at Watanabe. I should’ve recorded it!!”

“Is Hitomi-San okay?!”

“Yeah, she’s fine. Watanabe wasn’t, you made him fall and knock his head against your desk! Then you started crying as if you killed him because he was knocked out for a second. Anyway he had to get stitches on the back of his head.”

You stared at Miya with your mouth agape, physically imagining the event in your head. You were so glad you couldn’t remember anything. It was already bringing you shame and embarrassment at the fact you literally attacked Riki just cause of your stupid heat.

Not to mention shoving away the woman who was helping you live… Gosh, you wanted to curl up and die.

Miya had finally stopped laughing and pulled out her phone, showing you a picture she must’ve took of that night. Sure enough, there you are, naked as the day you were born. Luckily enough Miya had cropped it to where it was only the upper half of your body.

You were straddling Riki, holding his face in your hands as you looked to be in a mid cry. There was a small amount of blood on the floor from what you could tell so he really did get hurt. Miya swiped, showing a short video that was Riki waking up, looking absolutely disoriented before narrowing in on you. Immediately a blush appeared on his face and he practically bucked you off of him.

Your cries were heard in the background as you were flung off camera. Video Miya yelled something about being careful while Hitomi had moved over to you. Riki moved to stood up but soon collapsed back onto the ground, earning a shrill scream from what you could only assume was yourself. The video soon ended with Miya accidentally turning the camera on your bare butt as you once again shoved Hitomi away to get to Riki.

That was…

“Oh my god.” You whispered, wanting to end it all right then and there while Miya laughed her ass off.

“I’ve never seen you act so animal like!” Miya laughed, wiping away the stray tears from her face. “It was nice. Felt like the first time you were truly yourself. Even if it was while you were butt naked, dripping slick all over the carpet.”

“Miya!!”

“What? It’s a normal bodily function. Don’t get embarrassed.” She patted you on the back and stood up, stretching. “Anyway, Hitomi-San and Watanabe will be here in a few hours. Take a shower… a long one.”

With that, she left your room, leaving it open as Ume sprinted inside. Ume purred as she jumped onto your bed and immediately got comfortable, curling into herself. You couldn’t help but smile, knowing Ume must’ve been upset to not have access to your room for such a long time.

She hated closed doors. Ume practically owned the place.

You rubbed at your neck, groaning as you stretched your sore body. Your body sputtered for a moment as your fingers gently rubbed against the lower center of your neck. It… was a bit softer?

It was still sold and rough but there was a slight softness that wasn’t there before.

It wasn’t too late for you…?

You could be mated?

You’d have to ask Hitomi. But you couldn’t help the slight giddy smile on your lips. You could be Riki’s if it really was softening… A slight glob of slick soaked the bedsheets beneath you. You groaned, rolling your eyes. This was going to have to take some getting used to.

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Miya fiddled with her phone, her eyes flickering around as she closed the apartment door behind her. Her phone began to ring—startling her out of her thoughts as she quickly answered it without looking at the caller ID.

“Hey. How are things there?” She whispered, walking to lean over the railing. Her dyed purple hair was pulled back into a small ponytail as the wind blew her bangs upward.

The voice on the other line as hushed and quiet.

“Terrible. He’s back.”

“Which one?”

“Obviously the eldest. He had a wedding ring on his finger. I think he’s married now.”

“Married…? He didn’t tell (Name)? Does he even have a mating mark?”

“That type of alpha would never let anyone mark him. Anyway, he talked to me as if we’re friends. The nerve.”

“Shit. Did he say anything weird?”

“Besides the fact he was not so subtly making fun of me for still living at mom’s place, no. He did insult me being a mangaka, I don’t remember telling him that. Did (Name) tell him?”

“Really, Yuzuru? (Name) doesn’t even talk to his mom unless she calls. He’s not talking to Daichi.”

“Watch your mouth. I’m still the oldest, little shit. I don’t have to do this spying shit for you.”

“Then say goodbye to your precious beta reader!”

“Wait! Sorry, sorry. Anyway, I still haven’t seen Naoki. I… huh?”

“Mhm? What’s wrong?”

“Uh… Daichi just came back with a woman… an omega I think.”

“Omega? No way in hell… those alpha elitist would never mate with an omega…” Miya waited for her brother to continue speaking but she soon heard the sound of a woman talking before the phone abruptly cut off.

She cursed, ready to call Yuzuru back when she saw Hitomi and Watanabe walk up the stairs to the complex. She’d have to call him back later. With a huff, she put her phone away and grinned, waving at Hitomi.

Hitomi smiled, her eyes closing into crescent moons. “Morning, Miya-Chan! I brought breakfast for you and Tanaka. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, I did! (Name)-Kun is doing great thanks to your help. He just woke up a few minutes ago.” Miya reached over and took the plastic bag away from Hitomi, opening the apartment door to let them inside. She rolled her eyes at Watanabe’s lack of greeting.

She could tell he was fidgety. His eyes quickly narrowing in on your bedroom door, practically waiting for you to come out so he could see if you were truly okay.

Hitomi pulled out a MedKit from her bag, going straight to your room. She didn’t knock, just pushed the door open before shutting it behind her.

Just your luck, you were putting on your underwear when she came in. You shrieked, reaching to cover your nude body from her eyes.

“Calm down, Pup. I’ve seen everything by now.” She said honestly, resting the MedKit on your nightstand as she pulled out what looked to be a thermometer and some pills. “Come here once you’re dressed.”

You slipped on a baggy t-shirt and shorts, wondering if you should bring up the whole… shoving incident. “Uhm… If… uh.. there.. was anything weird I did… while… y’know… in heat… I uhm…”

Hitomi glanced over at you. “You mean giving my son a concussion and having him bleed out on the floor?”

Your breathing halted, your eyes widening at her words. Well when she puts it that way…

Her gaze was harsh on you before a gummy smile pulled on her lips. “It’s okay, Pup. You aren’t the craziest patient I’ve had to dealt with. You were tame. Now c’mere.”

You walked over to where she was by your desk and watched as she held up the thermometer, motioning for you to pry your lips apart.

“Besides,” she said, slipping the thermometer into your mouth. “You look cute while crying. You cared so much for my Riki. I think if Miya hadn’t held you back, you would’ve followed us to the hospital.”

“Followed…?” You muttered, taking the thermometer out of your mouth to once it beeped. Hitomi took it from you and hummed. A good temperature you’d assume.

“Yes. You wouldn’t even let me touch Riki at first. Took Riki waking back up and telling you to calm down for you to finally release him.”

“I didn’t know omegas could be… territorial.”

“Everyone is territorial. Especially for someone they love. Omegas can be scary when they want to. You almost bit me.” Hitomi said nonchalantly.

“Bit?!”

“It’s fine. Like I said, you were like a kitten compared to other patients I’ve had.” She opened the bottle of pills and poured out two capsules, handing them over to you. “You seem fine. But you didn’t go through a full heat. It was just a pre-heat. Your full heat will be in two months.”

“Only a pre-heat…? But it was intense.”

“Mhm. It was. Your body was only getting you ready. You are severely underdeveloped,” she said, her tone turning serious. “I advise you to not have any penetrative sex until your hole… has grown.”

“Grown?”

“Yes. I checked it. It’s too small for an omega. Your cock should also become small as well.”

“What? Wait? I thought male omegas could have dicks?”

“Who told you that? Male omegas are born with dicks but they lose them during their first heat. Then a vagina begins to form and your dick will become a clit. Your hole is there, just too small to be called a vagina at the moment.”

“You weren’t talking about my butt hole..?”

“No.” Hitomi frowned. “Did no one teach you about male omegas? I know they’re rare but they should still teach you all about these things. You need to know your body…” Her lips pursed as if she was in thought before looking over at the door.

You glanced over, wondering if she saw something.

“Ah. Have Riki show you where your hole is. I’m sure you don’t want me touching it.” She said, putting away her materials. “You can also have him help you stretch it. It’ll help with the process.”

“S..Stretch it..?”

“Yes. Finger you. You can always finger yourself but at least let him show you where it is.” With that, she grabbed her MedKit and left the room, leaving you standing there with your mouth agape.

Vagina…? Clit...? Fingering?!

You felt lightheaded. All this time, your body was underdeveloped. Your genitalia was a lie this entire time! Your cock was going to turn into a fucking clit!!!

“(Name)? Your scent soured.”

Your body jumped as the door was harshly pushed up, a tense Riki standing in the doorway. His eyes roamed your body—looking for any damage before pausing at your face. He tilted his head, walking over to you as he began to sniff you.

“What? Did my mom tell you bad news?” He asked, his hand reaching up, as if to touch your face but he stopped himself and placed it on your desk. You couldn’t help the slight whimper at that.

“No… No bad news. Just that—well—I’ll be growing a vagina!”

“Huh? You already have one. I saw it when we were in the classroom.”

“Hah?! You saw it?!”

“Mhm. It’s so tiny, I was wondering why it looked like that but I’ve never been with a male omega before.” Riki said nonchalantly, his posture relaxing now that he realized there was nothing wrong. “You’ve never felt it?”

You blushed. “Well, I don’t really masturbate touching myself down there.. just my cock.”

Riki tilted his head as a smirk pulled on his lips. “Mhm? You’ll have to learn the other way soon, your little cock is turning into a clit.” He laughed.

The urge to punch him the face was strong. He felt just like the Riki you met at the sushi restaurant. It was going to take some getting used to with Riki’s personality. It was like he could switch between a sadist and timid puppy.

“Uhm. Your mom.. said that you could help.”

“Help? You want me to touch your pussy?”

Your cheeks flushed as you looked at everything but him. “Don’t call it that!”

“Why can’t I? Is it not a pussy?” Riki grinned as he moved closer, his nose teasing your neck as he leaned down. Your breathing hitched as you subconsciously tilted your head, giving him easy access to your scent gland. “I was sad that I’ll have to wait so long to properly fuck you…”

His hand grasped your crotch, earning a stuttered gasp from you as your body tensed. Your hand gripped the desk behind you for stability as he harshly fondled you. “But fingering you until you get a proper pussy sounds hot. I’ll be making a pussy just for me to touch. For me to fuck. For me to knot whenever I please.”

“Riki…” you gasped. The thought was already intoxicating. Any fear you had about this new body part growing was long gone at the thought of Riki truly molding you into something just for him. You were only disappointed that you’d have to wait so long to get what your body so desperately craves.

Only two month… You can last two months…

“Do you like that? The thought of your body changing itself just from my touch?” He whispered, his hand gripping your cock through your shorts. Your body arched against the desk as you feel your legs part to give Riki easier access.

“Nngh… That’ll… That’ll make me good for Alpha.” You manage to whine, looking up at him with watery eyes. Riki’s eyes widen before he chuckled, pressing a kiss on your neck.

“You’re already a good omega for me, (Name). But I won’t lie and say you getting a pretty pussy won’t make me happy. I can already imagine sinking my fingers inside, stretching you wide before I stuff you with my knot. Would you like that, Omega? My knot stretching you, ruining you for me and only me?”

A strangled cry left your throat as the thought clouded your mind and your hands gripped the desk, your toes curling. Your body felt as if it was spasming until you felt a growing wetness in your shorts.

Riki released your crotch as he glanced down, a laugh leaving his lips. “You came untouched. Did I excite you that much?”

“Shut up.” You weakly whine, wanting to curl up into a ball and die.

“Ahem.”

You and Riki’s body froze as there was a slight knock on the door. There stood Miya, her face unimpressed.

“We are still here, by the way. Maybe close the door if you’re going to start having sex.” She said, “Also there’s breakfast, (Name)… come get it after you take a shower… again.”

This was it. You were going to die of embarrassment.

Riki looked as if he’d seen a ghost. You could tell he must’ve realized his mother heard his dirty talking. Hopefully they didn’t hear everything…

“Uh… We can talk about the whole fingering thing later.” You whispered.

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In front of him, he stood tall, overpowering. His scent was musky—drowning out any other scent in the room. Brown eyes flickered around the living room before settling on a framed picture on the wall near the TV.

You, so young and cute, a wide smile while Miya hugged you tightly against her chest. It was an older picture, around the age of thirteen. Yuzuru was standing behind the both of you, aged eighteen, a small slight smile on his lips. His large circular glasses taking up half of his face.

Daichi looked over Yuzuru now, sitting on the couch across of him. Glasses long gone and smile replaced a tight frown. It was a shame, Daichi thought to himself. Yuzuru was supposedly an omega but looked nothing like it.

He took another look at Yuzuru, wondering how he gained so much weight. Yuzuru wasn’t the stick thin omega he was back in high school. He was fuller, his mother must be over feeding him.

Yuzuru kissed his teeth together, catching Daichi’s attention. “If you’re done scrutinizing me, why are you here?”

Mrs. Furukawa gently patted Yuzuru’s lap, giving him a tight smile. “What Yuzu was saying.. Is what made you want to visit us? It’s been forever.”

Daichi grinned, opening his coat and pulling out an envelope. “It’s nothing special.” He said. “Yuzuru is almost in his late twenties and my colleagues mentioned something about a blind date for omegas to find an alpha. I’m sure… it would be helpful for your case.”

A pin could be dropped as Yuzuru’s eyes widen, his lips parting as his fingers dug into the armchair of the couch. He looked ready to blow, jump across this stupid coffee table and show Daichi what he was made of. But his mother grabbed his arm as she grabbed the envelope from Daichi.

“Is that?” She asked, her voice devoid of any emotion.

“Ah. Yes… You have (Name)’s address, yes? I want to talk to him.”

“Why would I willingly give you his address?” Yuzuru muttered.

“Well… It’s been ages since I’ve seen my little brother.. I wanted to check up on him.”

“You can call him.” Yuzuru whispered.

Daichi hummed. “I guess I could. I suppose I wanted to get a better look at you, Yuzuru. Since you seem to be so interested in me these days.”

Yuzuru froze, looking away. He noticed? What the fuck?

With the tension tight and heavy, Daichi left without another word.

ཆི❤︎ཆྀ

You were gently drying your hair when you grabbed your phone off the night stand. There was texts and emails that you didn’t care too much about responding to except one from a number you didn’t recognize.

It was just a picture that they sent.

You clicked on the picture and felt the color drain from your face.

It wasn’t just one picture. It was two.

One picture of an ultrasound.

And another of a wedding.

Daichi and a woman you’ve seen before.

But she was an omega… Why would someone like Daichi marry her?

But that wasn’t the most important thing you cared about. No, you cared more about who she was. Who she was before supposedly becoming Daichi’s wife, his mate.

Naoki’s ex girlfriend.

Sorry for the wait! I just recently moved to my college dorms, forgot to write lol. Hopefully it won’t take too long for chapter 3, there will be actual smut in that one, trust.. ask to be added to the tag list for riki’s story. Some people don’t show up when I try to tag them tho, sorry about that :/ also there’s a limit smh

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Translations:

❝ お兄ちゃん、どうして私を守ってくれなかったの？ ❞ — brother, why didn’t you protect me?

❝ なぜですか？苦しいよ、直樹。❞ — why? It’s painful, Naoki

[skele-bunny]

Thinking about weird n rough quint sex with Omega/Phantom....

CW - Dubcon, forced bonding, quint-intox, forced heat/rut, breeding, trans male Phantom

(based off a convo me and Hypnone were having.)

Phantom is very new to his magick, there's no doubt about it. Can't heal more than a carpet burn or a paper cut, and even still he can only scab it. So, he gets an appointment with Omega! The older quintessence is much more advanced in healing magick, just a little bit more than Aether is. Who's a better teacher than that?

They're settled in their own ritual, lights dim with only candle and sigil glows at their light. Decorated in usual quintessence jewels and chains, Phantom snuggled in his mesh cashmere shawl. Omega tries to make it fun, keep Phantom in high spirits as he gets defeated very fast. He starts with showing how to heal simple wounds, Omega taking the initiative and (sadly) swiping his fingers along sharp paper.

Little bat's tail is wagging and so focused, Omega can't help but laugh as Phantom has the habit of sticking his tongue out as he focuses. Once he gets it down good enough, they make another appointment for next week. Then the next, and the next, then finally—that day.

"We're going to focus on the body and mind, and how to read someone's health through it." Omega is just calm, Phantom right across from him as they're focusing on projecting themselves into one another.

Of course, takes Phantom about an hour before he lets out a little gasp with his eyes still closed, wings still fluttering. "Woah! It's so... Colorful..."

"Isn't it? Now, let yourself move around, start with the heart."

So, he does. Phantom is giggling as he can see the clearest anatomy of Omega's heart. They're continuing to move around, feel one another, but Phantom gets a little bit messy when it's time for the mind. He's having a harder time navigating, getting frustrated and upset as he just can't seem to figure it out.

"Take a deep breath, you're stressing yourself out. With a stressed out mind, you're unable to focus on anything." Omega can feel Phantom poking around, his essence just bouncing around and trying to figure out what to do. "You need to stay on the surface level, you can't—"

Phantom touched something. Something he shouldn't have. Bat still has his eyes closed, trying to understand what the fuck he's doing before he's suddenly pushed out, literally being knocked onto his back. Phantom looks up and seeing Omega on top of him, with the most hellish growl and snarl Phantom's ever seen. He's scared. His scent radiates that.

"Omega?" He's whining, seeing Omega's eyes are full of stars. "Omega...?"

His answer is Omega's fangs being bared and slamming down into Phantom's bond mark. He's screaming now, kicking and pulling away from the teeth as much as he can as Omega just seems to have lost his mind. Once the elder rips back, smashing their mouths together and shoving his tongue down. The closeness gives Phantom the chance to smell how 'electric' Omega has now gotten.

Rut. Feral.

Phantom is just stuck under Omega, forced to take his tongue down his throat, and his erratic humping. What's even worse, Omega is still in his head. Pushing buttons.

"Such a cute thing for myself." He's whispering through Tommy's mind, pushing his legs open. "Just for me to devour."

There's a certain press and Phantom is suddenly arching up into Omega, arms wrapped around his neck and slick suddenly pooling under his exposed cunt. All Omega can do is laugh. His cock is so hard, rubbing against Phantom and finally noticing just their size difference. Sure, Phantom's short and doesn't have much meat to his bones, Omega being quite the opposite and nicely thick. But their parts? Omega's cock is completely covering Phantom's pussy.

He's pushing Phantom's legs out sideways, and just watching with nothing but growls as the tip of his dick is already spreading Phantom out like he's blooming just for him. Only, for him.

Poor thing is squealing, and sure he's taken Mountain's giant self, but that was length. This is straight girth. His hole feeling so stuffed, wanting to yell out, to get away, but that echo in his head keeps him still besides the occasional arch and constant shaking. There's a little blood, but that's to be expected from this stretch, Omega continuing to shuffle close until he's balls deep and bottomed out into Phantom. Omega's form is slipping, simply decorated in constellations and fur. His nails are dug so deep into the floor as he starts thrusting into Phantom with just a twinge of mercy. Even in a rut feral state, he knows to give his new mate a moment. But, that moment is short lived.

Absolutely pounding into Phantom like there's no tomorrow, letting Phantom scream in his ear with such pretty moans. He's completely wrapped onto Omega, not letting him go as he's absolutely destroyed in the best way possible. He's still trying to click back in, desperate to get Omega out of this headspace but he's not allowed back in. Instead, Omega just pushes more into Phantom.

"Shh. Lay there. Be obedient. Let me take care of you."

Omega has a Jacob's ladder, now rubbing on Phantom's walls to cause more shocks of pleasure. He's just completely lost at this point, Omega's taken over every inch of Phantom's being. Making Phantom melt and just take every inch of him with a blissed out look.

Now it's Omega's turn to click Phantom's button, watching as his face flushes and slick just pouring out like it's nothing. Presenting. Inviting. An eye for an eye, Phantom's now in his heat.

See, Omega has this cute hole beneath him now in a total submission, starting to beg for more and just whimpering Omega's name. Now they're both stuck in this loop of instincts, Phantom's claws going down Omega's back, in return his thighs being dug into. As Omega's knot starts swelling, he dips down, now using his voice to whisper into Phantom's ear.

"Let me breed you, little bat. Bare my kits. Produce my heirs. Such a lovely family we'll make." How can Phantom deny such a sweet request like that to his new mate?

"Please— Please, Omega!!" He's nodding. "Kits, want— Need— Please!"

Phantom's poor hole is absolutely stretched as Omega's knot starts latching. His balls are clenching up before he pours everything he has into Phantom's body, watching his little bat just get racked with sobs and cumming as well. Omega's finally able to take in Phantom's body, completely dark in blush, eyes just as full of stars as his, but his chest is swollen. His body preparing for a kit. That just sets Omega off more.

Flipping Phantom to his stomach once his knot deflates, and starts back up once again. Watching his wings flutter as orgasms are fucked out of him, no longer making sense—Even Omega is only giving growls and pants, their internal link shut off.

Now, ghouls in heat/rut follow like a normal cycle, can be a week, end late, end early, etc. Their bodies are able to preserve nutrients so they can focus on mating rather than food/water. So, it comes to a surprise when Omega has taken Phantom as his mating partner, gone for a week and two days. By time they come out of it, Phantom is just snuggled right under his chin, breathing so soft. They're still knotted together, Omega trying to figure out what the hell happened and how they ended up like this as their Intox has been going this entire time, too. All he knows is that Phantom smells... Fruity. Very, very, very fucking fruity.

That man is not ready to be a dad, so once he's able to break out he's running around the infirmary grabbing ghoul plan-b LMAO.

But, now they're taking in acknowledgment of Phantom's bond mark now smelling like Omega. Quietly talking over it, all while snacking and trying to regain what they lost.

"I... I mean, I like you... You're a great teacher, and all but... Maybe we should have a date later?" Phantom's just mumbling, staring at his breakfast sandwich with the biggest blush ever.

Omega just nods, "Yeah. Accidentally started at third base before we even shook hands... I'm sorry for, you know, force bonding. Are you okay?"

"I'm okay! Really, I promise I'm okay. Feral is a really strong thing, hard to control. But, my body didn't reject you so... But if you feel up to it, could definitely make it up to me with that date."

"Hmm, I can do that. Do you like ice cream?"

"Hell yeah!!"

They're just curled up together after eating, gently scenting one another for aftercare. Phantom feels so small against Omega like many others too, giggling and shoving his face right between Omega's giant chest.

"...What are you doing?"

"I could die here with no regrets."

"Now you just sound like Alpha— Sit up dork ass!"

[lexirosewrites]

Do you think females in the omegaverse, regardless of designation, still have periods. Since there are two different genders category’s (main and designation). I mean I guess it depends on how your own omegaverse works. Maybe they go two separate puberties? 🤔

i don’t remember if i’ve ever talked about this on here before, but i know i’ve had discussions about periods in omegaverse before even though some people would like to ignore this side of anatomy exploration

personally, i think it makes sense for all humans hypothetically capable of carrying life to menstruate. that would include male/female omegas, female betas, and female alphas.

this is the “can they be impregnated?” chart i’ve had saved for a while and tend to reference, but anything is possible in omegaverse if you put your mind to it

[hellfire--cult]

Baring Teeth {Eddie Munson x Reader} - Chapters and Warnings

Picture for Banner: pitifulbaby

Chapters: Warnings - Ch. 1 - Ch. 2 - Ch.3 - Ch. 4 - Ch. 5 - Ch. 6 - Ch. 7 - Ch. 8 🔥 - Ch. 9 🔥 - Ch. 10 - Ch. 11 - Ch. 12 - Ch. 13 - Ch. 14 - Ch. 15 - Ch. 16 - Ch. 17 🔥

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Non-Traditional Omegaverse, Slow burn, Modern!AU

Warnings: Ab*se, Violence, Mental Health, Cursing, Smut, oral sex, p in v, unprotected sex, A/B/O dynamics but not explicit, dirty talking, breeding kink, bdsm, choking, mental abuse, manipulation, depression, self sabotage

Crossposted on: Wattpad & AO3

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Summary:

The world only reigns in Betas, the middle in between an Alpha and Omega, someone who provides children with the adequate amount of treatments and prescriptions in medications, making them fertile. That is how the world procreated and mutated into just this kind of gender.

Alphas and Omegas were a myth.

Normal jobs, normal people, normal life, great friends. That's what you want. But of course, there's always a needle somewhere that pokes and doesn't stop. Yours was called Eddie Munson.

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This has Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics. Let me be clear, NONE of this is going to be relevant till a certain part of the story. It is a very important dynamic indeed, but there's no explicit behaviour in the characters at the beginning or in the middle of it. Like literally, PACKS DO NOT EVEN EXIST.

The smut will be MILD. I know that Omegaverse tends to go EXPLICIT, but I do not write that. There will be at some point, mentions of rut, heat, and other things that I will explain along the way. But if you are uncomfortable at some point, do not read. There will be though, dirty talking, because it cannot really be avoided. But it won't happen in all the smut, I promise.

Just treat this as a normal Enemies to Lovers AU, until the Omegaverse lore appears which won't be too explicit.

No Stranger Things lore involved.

Slowburn, of course. 

Specific topics will be included that may be triggering to some: ab*se, violence, drugs, mental health, and cursing.

There'll be no usage of Y/N in this story. 

I do not own ANY of the characters involved.

The picture of Eddie in the cover (Which is property of Pitifulbaby on tumblr) is actually how Eddie looks in this AU. Same old metal head, just with a beard and using manbuns.

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Now: Let's go over some definitions if you are not familiar in the Omegaverse universe. (ADAPTED TO THIS STORY, OF COURSE)

- Alphas: In some stories, they may exhibit "dominant" behavior or have other temperamental quirks. They are able to impregnate Omegas. Male Alphas usually have a knot when aroused, and they go into rut for a specific amount of time.

- Betas: Betas are often presented as having "normal" human anatomy, with none of the special attributes of Alphas or Omegas. They may be the peacemakers between Alphas and Omegas. They cannot impregnate or get pregnant if not going through special treatment to do so.

- Omegas: They can get pregnant and go into heat for a few days, depending the person. Omegas are often portrayed as the most fragile of the hierarchy, with frailer bodies and painful presentations.

Alphas and Omegas have SCENT glands. They have them on their neck, wrists, and sometimes on their ankles. While Alphas scents are usually musky, dominant, rough; Omegas have a sweet, peachy kind of smell.

This scent only becomes stronger as they go into rut or in heat.

Alphas and Omegas also have a Mating gland, something that Betas do not have. This is always positioned between the junction of the neck and shoulder, and they have to bite one another to seal their bond, and be forever mates. 

It can happen that one of the two might not seal the bond, and not bite the other person. The bite will disappear in time, as well as the bond that the person that bit created, but it is a painful process for the biter. 

As there are no Alphas or Omegas in this story, the world is as we know it, except for the fertility treatments people have to go through to get a baby. 

There are no packs, no 'pups' as people call the children in this AU.

(If you have more questions, please don't be afraid to ask!)

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[the-mad-starker]

Starkercest Smut: Quick Tips For Satisfying An Alpha (1/3)

For TSToT and Starker Battleship!!

Figured I'd post this in and I'ma try to finish chapter 2 so I can attack Spidey team over at @starker-battleship !! Not gonna reveal my prompts just yet but they're very typical of me haha 😮

Notes: Omegaverse, starkercest, alpha tony, omega Peter, intersex Omegas, Size Kink, ambiguous age but underaged, tags to be updated

Rating: E

WC: 2606 (AO3 Link)

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When Peter Stark walked into Omega Ed., he wasn't sure what to expect but it surely hadn't been this.

The sex ed class for omegas that he'd been required to attend was just so dry. He hadn't had any real expectations though. If anything, he thought he'd end up leaving with a bright red face because learning about those things with his peers just seemed… embarrassing?

But no. Whatever Peter had expected, it was worse because it was boring. The omega instructor was a stickler for facts, which, yeah, those were super important, but Peter wanted to know stuff beyond what he could find in textbooks.

For the first week, they had to study the anatomy of all sub-genders. Peter learned a lot, for sure. He learned just how knotting happened, how female alphas’ pensies were different from males, and that male omegas had two internal erogenous spots compared to female omegas who only had one. That kind of information was an eye opener, but even then, it was all… very scientific and therefore, not at all what he thought sex ed would be like.

He'd been raised by a very sex-positive parent so it wasn't surprising that Peter had questions. Unfortunately, Peter realized pretty early on that what he had wanted from the class was guidance and a more real life approach than the in-depth diagrams and plastic models that his instructor showed them.

Like Peter now knew about the prostate and g-spot for omegas, but how do you stimulate them? What did that even feel like? He read somewhere that prostate stimulation for some males was uncomfortable but was that across all males? Or were omegas an exception? Or maybe just alphas? Beta males?

He had so many questions but the instructor didn't seem inclined to answer them. It was always a gentle but firm decision to turn back to the books and a dismissive answer that wasn't an answer at all.

It was great, then, that Peter had such an accommodating parent. His dad had never held back on giving him the truth, at least not since he was maybe five years old and had accidentally tugged Santa’s beard off only to be met with his dad’s chagrined face.

His dad wouldn't sugarcoat things for him and he’d finally get the answers he wanted.

Peter set his plan into motion on a nice Saturday morning. The freshly ground coffee beans were brewing and just as expected, the smell of it lured his alpha father out of his room.

Peter watched as his dad went straight for the coffee pot, eyes assessing the alpha over the rim of his cup of orange juice.

His father was the epitome of what an alpha should be, Peter recalled all the social media claiming. His classmates often teased him for having a hunk of an alpha as a father. Add to the fact that his dad was also single… and his father didn't discriminate between genders… and he was rich and handsome…

Peter frowned and took a sip of his OJ.

He tried to look at his dad like his classmates did. Look beyond his quirky lovable father to see the alpha that teens his age drooled after.

Surprisingly, it wasn't hard because as he already acknowledged… His dad really was the perfect alpha.

Alpha genes really were something. Alphas were just naturally taller, broader, and stronger. Put an alpha next to an omega, and these physical attributes were even more exaggerated. Alphas had a more muscular physique compared to an omega’s softer, leaner body.

And that was just the genes influencing an alpha. Of course, like any normal person, if they didn't take advantage of it, an alpha can squander those built in boosts and end up as unhealthy as any other. Not even superior alpha genes could help someone if they didn't take care of themselves.

But Tony Stark didn't have that problem. Peter’s gaze lingered over his lightly muscled arms, his broad shoulders, and the defined muscles of his back through his thin white undershirt. His dad, courtesy of Peter’s insistence, ate healthy and, despite his grumbling, worked out regularly.

“Morning, kid,” his dad's voice rumbled, rough from sleep. It sent something foreign but exciting shooting through Peter's body.

He stood up, setting his OJ aside, and like many sleepy mornings before, he hugged his dad from behind as Tony readied his coffee.

With his face pressed against his dad’s back, Peter breathed in the comforting scent of his alpha. This close, he could smell his own scent mixed in, and before he knew it, a purr rumbled in his chest.

His dad had never been able to resist Peter’s purring and it said a lot that his attention immediately went from his precious coffee to his even more precious son.

Tony turned and gathered Peter in his arms and the omega melted right into his embrace.

As a male omega, Peter stood at a respectable 5’7 height, but in his daddy’s arms, he felt so small and precious. He rested his cheek on his dad’s chest, the firm muscle of his pecs a perfect cushion. Their eyes met and Peter’s purr grew louder which only made the fond smile on Tony’s face grow wider.

“Alright, Pete, what is it?” Tony laughed, hugging him tight. “You've ambushed me before my coffee and you're purring up a storm so you're up to something. Give your old man a break and out with it.”

Peter pouted but he let his purring taper off before it stopped completely.

“First off, you're not old, Dad,” Peter had to protest.

Yeah, his dad had some silvers and grays in his hair and beard, but he was far from old. He was still in the prime of his life as far as Peter was concerned.

“Mhmm.”

Tony wouldn't be so easily distracted so Peter adopted his best puppy eyes look. Wide round honey brown eyes and just the slightest downturn of his lips completed the pouty look.

“Ouch, pulling out the big guns,” his dad dramatically sighed.

“Dad… You know they put me in omega ed this year, right?” Peter started.

“Mhmm, I had to sign off on it 'cause you know how some parents get about that stuff,” Tony said then raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Do you want out or something?”

Peter paused but then shook his head.

“No, not really,” Peter decided, “I'm learning some stuff but it's…” How could he explain that it wasn't giving him what he wanted?

“Not what you expected, huh?” His dad hummed in understanding.

Peter instantly lit up, pleased that his father just understood him right off the bat.

“Yeah! I mean, I've tried asking questions but it always goes back to–” Here, Peter pitched his voice to a soft almost condescending tone, “This is not that type of class, Peter. I don't think your parents would appreciate it if I indulged in those kinds of questions, Peter. This class is just to help you get a better understanding of how your body works.”

Peter huffed by the end of his mini rant and immediately, his dad soothed him with a few strokes to his hair.

“Yeah, I get it,” His dad indulged him, “So what can I do, hmm? The classes that’ll scratch that itch in your brain are probably college courses. Psych classes if you're interested in the bonding aspect or maybe those general Alpha-Beta-Omega classes… We can look into some AP classes or some online classes…?”

Peter briefly thought about it but then shook his head.

“I don't think my interest is that deep,” he explained to his dad. “At least not yet? I just want… something more informative or uhh… something more real life than diagrams and stuff…”

Throughout the entire exchange, Tony maintained eye contact with him, probably to show he took Peter’s concerns seriously. Peter loved that about his dad but for the first time, the young omega hesitated. He didn't think it was weird for him to ask his dad but maybe it was weird in general?

They had a strong bond but surely, there were limits and lines between father and son that couldn't– shouldn't be crossed.

He's already gotten this far, though, and with his dad now alerted to a problem, Tony definitely wouldn't let it go unless Peter begged him to drop it.

But the thing is… Peter didn't want to drop the subject. This was his life, his future, and his understanding of what being an omega meant. He trusted that his dad would always have his best interest at heart, that he loved him no matter what and no matter what questions Peter asked.

There was no one he trusted more so Peter took the jump.

“I thought maybe… you can help me?”

There, it was out there in the open.

There was a moment of silence where Peter felt blood rush up to his cheeks and flush down his neck. This was probably the craziest thing he'd ask from his dad.

“You… want me to talk about my, uh, dating…. life…?” Tony asked, puzzled.

With that, Peter instantly relaxed but he did make a sour face at the question itself. He didn't want to know anything about the many alphas, betas, or omegas that had caught his father’s interest in the past. He didn't even try to parse the fact that it was other people getting intimate with his dad that bothered him, not the fact that it was his dad at all.

“Nooo thank you,” Peter denied very quickly. Rando strangers getting their grubby hands all over his amazing father? Gross.

“Not like I have much of one,” Tony sighed then ruffled Peter’s hair again, this time a little roughly, “Too busy with this little troublemaker here.”

Peter grabbed his dad’s wrist and set his teeth to the skin there in a playful bite. And like the good daddy he was, Tony pretended to be seriously injured.

“Oww, what a feral feisty omega I've raised,” Tony bemoaned as he tested the hold that Peter’s teeth on him.

Peter let go but still held onto his dad’s hand. The embarrassment had died down with their interaction. His dad always knew how to make Peter feel better.

“I don't wanna know about your past flings,” Peter told Tony seriously. “But I wanna know things about… alphas… And I've looked into some stuff but none of them were…” Just thinking about all the ridiculous porn he’d stumbled across in his research made him feel hot all over.

“...Credible…” Peter coughed.

His alpha gave him a look, no doubt realizing what his sources were.

“So what… you want like… tips?” Tony asked hesitatingly. “About alphas?”

“Maybe?” Peter answered, also a bit doubtful. He wasn't sure tips was the right word because he wanted something more than that. “...Would it be too much to like…”

Why was this so hard! Peter wanted nothing more than to bite his dad’s hand again, just so the words wouldn't come out. But he was a Stark and even though they were bonafide geniuses, they were also idiots with idiot planning at times.

Maybe he should've put more thought into this. His dad would never do anything to hurt him or make fun of him for his questions. The worst that could happen would be his father saying no and setting up some online learning and getting actual credible sources… But this was what Peter wanted.

He just wanted his emotional support alpha, who happened to be his dad, to hold his hand through all of it.

That was what he wanted. If he could have it. But first, he'd have to ask.

Peter firmed his resolve and then looked up from where he’d been staring at their clasped hands.

“I think I do want tips and… maybe some… hands-on experience…?” Peter tacked on the last bit, unsure of what his dad’s response would be.

Tony’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline.

“Oh,” was his dad’s response. The request was definitely a surprise, but it wasn't a no.

Peter looked at his dad, hopeful and uncertain. Terrified but excited.

Maybe… maybe…??

His daddy took in his puppy eyes and Peter could see the second he gave in.

“Ohh, boy,” his dad groaned, “you're so vicious, Pete. At least let me have my coffee before you throw something like this at your old man. I can't believe my baby boy would pop this question before I've even had a sip to wake up.”

That sounded like a yes! Well, not a definite yes, but Peter knew his dad and that was a yes for sure.

He pecked a kiss on Tony’s cheek, his face making some weird expression because he was trying not to smile.

Peter quickly retreated back to his OJ, leaving his father to his coffee. He did have a bounce in his step.

He watched eagerly as Tony poured way too much sugar into his coffee. He didn't even make a peep as his dad stirred for a bit before taking his first sip.

He waited patiently and when his dad finally looked at him, their eyes met over the rim of their cups. It felt like something seemed to sizzle between them, some irreversible change that Peter didn't understand.

“Alright,” his dad said once he'd gathered his thoughts. “So my baby boy wants his daddy to teach him about being an omega and what to expect from alphas. Is that it?”

Peter’s breath hitched as he saw the look in his father's eyes. Dark and calculating. The mood was entirely different now and Peter’s heart fluttered as anticipation took over.

“Y-yeah, I mean, yes, Daddy,” Peter tried to sound so confident like a strong omega who knows what he wanted but the words came out coquettish and shy.

That only made his dad hum thoughtfully.

“Alright, Pete,” Tony affirmed, “This… Whatever this is… You gotta be sure, kid, that this is what you want. I’ll always stop if you want me to or you decide to call it off– but some things you can't pretend never happened once you've done ‘em. If you know what I mean.”

Peter did know. Theoretically. Or at least he’d thought about it briefly. Even now, he was sure this was what he wanted.

“I'm sure,” Peter said with all the confidence of a teen who only had a tiny inkling of what he was getting into.

“Good,” his dad said and Peter sighed in relief at the acceptance. He smiled at his father, only for his breath to catch because…

For the very first time, the person looking at him wasn't his patient loving father, but an alpha assessing a potential omega.

Oh…

His dad was already starting without realizing it. With just that one look, Peter was already learning what it meant for an alpha to look at an omega like that. It made him feel… he wasn't sure what but he liked it.

His gaze dropped but then flirted back up. His dad smirked at him, knowingly, and Peter agonized over what that smirk meant. His dad always seemed to know what was on his mind, did he know what he was doing to his own son, even now?

Peter’s hands tightened on his drink, cheeks flushed like he'd been drinking wine instead of juice. Was this how omegas felt when alphas gave them attention…?

If so… Peter liked it. He liked it a lot.

The omega squirmed in his seat, surprised but excited by the indescribable look in his father's eyes.

He couldn't wait to learn what it meant.

[starshideurfics]

Thirsty Thursday - MerMay Part III

MerSteve part 3

Part II

steddie, omegaverse, mermay

Steve still doesn’t fully understand human mating rituals and customs. Back home, beneath the waves, he would simply have worn his pearls until he found a suitable alpha mer, then they would go to a cave to trade bites and plan their first clutch of eggs. That’s all it would take, and there would be no questions.

But Eddie says he means to do right by Steve, that he won’t let anyone look down on them for the speed at which they’ve gone from meeting to betrothed. Steve knows his family would think they were moving far too slow, but even the children who found Steve on the beach—who brought Eddie to him—are shocked when Steve’s clearly wearing a betrothal necklace a month after his sudden arrival at Hawkins Beach.

In all that time, Eddie’s cared for him, kept him safe, and shown him so many wonderful new things—both about the human world and about his human anatomy. Steve very much enjoys the intensity of feeling that Eddie wakes between his thighs. It only feels fitting to mate with him. To talk of pups and the future.

Which means they need to have a mating ceremony. One that requires special clothes. Nothing is more special than Steve’s pearls. 

He knows he cannot wear them as he would as a mer. Even on the beach he is expected to be more covered up as a male omega than he ever was at sea.

And Eddie is so thoughtful, so perceptive, that he noticed right away how Steve was pining for his pearls. His final pearls were turned into his necklace—and into the single pearl drop earring Eddie now wears in place of the small silver hoop he got back in high school—but his heat pearls languished in the closet.

So, Eddie introduced Steve to his friend, Chrissy. She has a costuming degree, and when she isn’t designing shows for the local college, she’s taking commissions from local drag queens for over-the-top performance looks. She has the skills and experience to work with Steve’s pearls without damaging them.

Steve and Chrissy spent a whole afternoon together, getting to know each other, but also talking through exactly what Steve wanted for his mating ceremony dress. Chrissy sketches up a frothy dress, layers and layers that look like crashing waves and sea foam. And on top, she maps the shape of a corset, dotted with pearls.

Steve loves it. Can’t wait to see it finished. The day Chrissy calls him to come look at it, he cries. It’s everything he wanted and more.

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Eddie and Steve have their ceremony on the beach, and Eddie cries when he first sees Steve in his dress, can barely keep it together through their vows. Steve beams, wiping away his new mate’s tears. They will do the actual trading of bites in private, but they’ve made their promises in front of their friends, and they still have plenty of dancing and socializing to do before they go home.

In fact, they end the night slow dancing, most of their guests already gone, just a few stragglers, plus Benny wiping down the Surf Shack bar. 

Steve has his head pillowed against Eddie’s shoulder, his alpha’s citrus and bay scent strong in his nose. He yawns, and Eddie drops a kiss on his forehead. “Ready to make this official-official?” Eddie asks with a smile.

“Yes, want to be yours forever.”

“Then let’s head home, Sweetheart.”

Steve leans in for a kiss, only to squeal when Eddie picks him up and spins him around.

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By the time they get home, Steve has been laced into his corset for most of the day, and he just wants to take it off. Eddie has his shirt off pretty much as soon as they get through the door, but Steve needs help to undo the long line of laces at his back. But once it’s off, stepping out if his dress is easy enough, showing off the last thing Chrissy made him with his pearls.

The line of pearls along the open gusset of his panties have been teasing him all day, keeping him ready for his alpha, slick clinging to the strand already.

Eddie’s eyes go wide as saucers as he takes in Steve’s mating lingerie. “You’ve had that on all day?” he breathes, swallowing hard.

“Do you like it?” 

A nod. 

“Do you want to taste?”

Eddie answers by dropping to his knees and tracing his tongue along Steve’s surprise string of pearls.

He makes Steve come twice before they trade bites. And then Steve gets the thing he wants most: Eddie comes inside him for the first time without protection or pulling out. His mate is ready for a pup.

[ghostisun]

Gospels

cw: smut (m x m) - minors dni; poly!ghouls (but there is only one main pairing explored); size kink; D/s (includes hints of subspace); male anatomy; mentions of squirting (stares at u guys bug-eyed); unrealistic and gratuitous sex // 994 words (read at ao3)

an: uhh first official smut work. im so nervous putting this out :< but uhh yea! hope u guys like it ^v^

There are many things Dew told them not to talk about—his apparent size kink so happened to be one of them.

Don't mind the fact that they're all into it, Dewdrop still refuses to admit that he’s got it. He refuses to admit that he mewls at being manhandled, his body locking in pleasure when he is picked up and fucked against a wall. He denies the way he slips underneath the fog when they have him on his back, his knees pressed to his shoulders, exposing all that he is to his mates who bear down all of their weight onto him.

He cums just like that—eyes rolling to the back of his skull, jaw hanging open for a soundless moan.

It is the sexiest thing ever, so of course they decided to see what else of his size kink could they exploit.

Currently, and no shock there, it were Mountain and Aether who could make him squirt, his cock leaking and his walls spasming around theirs as he whimpers and whines because they fucked him stupid. Because they hit somewhere just a little deeper, snug against the muscles of his flesh, and turned his brain into a little mush.

It makes him choke, his words gurgled.

He is so, so beautiful like this—his spun gold hair is sticking to his sweaty, flushed skin, and his lips are so kiss-swollen and spit-slicked.

“Shh,” Aether croons.

He has Dewdrop for today, and the others are left to hear and scent the peaking pleasure of their little firefly.

He pulled Dewdrop to his lap, the smaller ghoul’s back pressed flush against Aether’s chest. Dew’s naked, shivering, stuffed, and Aether is still fully clothed—a power play, one that had Dew hissing at him only to end up like this.

His legs are thrown over Aether’s, the tips of his toes don’t even touch the floor—this was actually what silenced Dew’s angry burst. He balked at the simple way that Aether reminded him of their size difference, of how greatly he outmatched Dewdrop, and he went putty. Shivering. Brain turned off as he pawed at the side of Aether’s leg because he still refuses to beg.

That’s fine, Aether didn’t need him to. After all, there were many more ways to render Dewdrop into a sobbing mess, and all it took was to strip him off his clothes and fuck his cock into Dew’s already leaking hole.

“So warm ‘round me, petal,” Aether murmurs, before leaning back into the cushions, body sagging into it in comfort. It jostles the two of them, driving Aether further into Dew.

The new breach has Dew warbling out a whimper, his breath rasping out in wheezes as pleasure razes him. He clamps down on Aeth’s dick, his body lifting as he squirms, toes curled, and his head falling into the soft pudge of Aether’s chest.

He is crying, outright sobbing at the overwhelming euphoria filling him up. Sharp nails dig into the flesh of his thighs, tearing the skin open—more bruises; more proof of how good they’d made him feel.

Aether goes cross-eyed himself, his breath turning into a gritted hiss at the tight clench of Dew’s walls. 

Satanas. 

Dewdrop is a marvel. He is a freakish accident because Aether knew, even when the denial was strong from Imperator, that the ritual forced onto Dew was intended to burn him into nothing. There were precedents of this ritual of course, but all the ghouls forced into it had died. They were not banished to the pits, instead, they perished. Not even their remnants remained. 

(Omega had warned him that the Church held no affection nor respect for their kind. It took Dewdrop’s elemental change for it to truly sink in.)

But their starfire survived. Amidst all odds, Dewdrop had gritted through the burning of his flesh and the emptying of his element, and forged himself into something extraordinary. He is a miracle.

And Aether could not fathom how blessed he is to have Dewdrop as his mate. That this little star is his.

“Fuck, Dew,” he moans, guttural, his hands tightening around the fire ghoul’s waist. He is so overwhelmed with his emotions, pleasure and affection and lovelovelove are all blending together. He staggers at the intensity of it all, the storm raging on in his chest.

His tiny mate is squirming, calling his name and yowling with pleasure, and Aether keens. He is so in love. So addicted.

Amidst the pleasure, he maps his hands—big and callused—along Dewdrop’s body. He traces the supple flesh, quintessence seeping into his touch as Aether loses his hold on his element, before his hands fall on top of Dew’s belly.

Aether stills, tamping down on the jitters that are racking his own body. He clears his mind, forces himself to focus because here, right here, is where he and Dewdrop are the closest.

“D’you feel me here, love?” Aether asks, his voice rumbling from his chest and reverberating into Dew’s back. He hooks his chin on the fire ghoul’s shoulder, his eyes flicking down to gaze at the flushed body of his mate. Pre- beads on the slit of Dew’s flushed cock, pearly and pretty, and Aether vows to get down to his knees and lap it all up later. Much later. Because for now—

“A-Aeth…” Dew mewls, too overtaken with his ecstasy to notice.

To feel what it is that has Aether’s heart hammering. So Aeth takes pity on him.

He puts pressure on his hold, his hand slowly digging into Dew’s stomach. Dew’s breath hitches, his eyes peeling open. Clarity seems to seep back into him, holding him suspended just for a moment as Aether pushes and pushes and—

“I’m all the way here, Dew.”

Dewdrop cums, just like that, with Aether’s name spilling from his mouth. 

Aether pets him throughout, whispering promises of filth and care into Dew’s ear because they’re just not done yet. 

The rest have yet to join them, after all.

[midnight-omega]

Making a pack post and I realized I didn’t ever list out like how the unspoken hierarchy works in my world so here in order from most power/respect to least:

Alpha male - largest in size (usually), largest canines, strongest bite, alpha males are societies prized leaders

Beta males - middle of the road in size, but prized for their logic, fairness, and even temper. If an alpha male is absent a beta male is looked to next

Alpha females - smaller than her male counterparts but her bite packs and equal amount of punch. Below males due to being stereotyped as more volatile and bc of lower fertility

Beta females - smaller than alpha females, prized for similar reasons to her male counterparts but only lower because of ✨ misogyny ✨

Omega females - the smallest of them all but prized for their empathy skills and ability to breed. Omega females are the most fertile of all the gender/dynamic combinations.

Omega males - larger than females, roughly the size of an alpha female or beta male, but less valued due to lower fertility than his female counterpart

In short !! Alphas are valued for leadership and protective aggression (but not too much aggression), betas are valued for leadership abilities the traditional alpha lacks and for their ability to step behind and alpha and help rather than compete, omegas are valued as breeders and as emotional help but not as leaders

While size depends on the individual it typically goes from biggest to smallest: alpha male, beta male/alpha female/omega male, beta female, omega female

Fangs from largest to smallest: alpha male/alpha female, omega female/beta male, omega male/beta female

Fangs from sharpest to dullest: omega female, beta female, alpha female, omega male, alpha male, beta male

Females ALWAYS have sharper fangs than a male !

[shamelesstragedyenjoyer]

Let's delve into the intricacies of an Omegaverse society, drawing insights from both biology and evolution. As a social science student myself with a background in anthropology, I aim to explore various aspects of this complex world, including its prison system, bathroom arrangements, treatment of the transgender community, societal norms, stigmas, reproduction dynamics, birth rates, and even the portrayal of sexuality through pornography.

Collaborating with my best friend, a medical student well-versed in anatomy, we've pooled our knowledge to shed light on how such a society might function, drawing parallels and extrapolating from existing data in our world.

So. Within the Omegaverse, there exist two overarching categories, male and female, each subdivided into three distinct statuses: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Over time, the majority of individuals have transitioned beyond the Alpha and Omega distinctions, akin to how the human female body evolved past its reproductive heat cycles during the paleolithic period, marking a pivotal moment in human evolution.

In the distant past, during the age, Alpha males and Alpha females coexisted alongside their counterparts, Omega males and Omega females. The differences between Alpha males and females were minimal, much like the similarities between the two Omega sexes. However, there still were differences in genitalia where only Alpha females and Omega males displayed intersex characteristics. The enlarged clitoris of an Alpha female, resembling but distinct from a penis, possessed a knot—a feature absent in Alpha males— because of it's inability to produce sperm which necessitated an evolutionary adaptation towards a larger knot, in order to increase the chances of pregnancy.

Like stated before, the transition into a largely Beta population occurred even before the neolithic era, resulting into a similar contemporary societal structure as we know today. However, there being secondary genders didn't stop the historical oppression of all women. Only now it extended to impact Omega males, though they can pass as Betas if their genitalia remains private. Contrary to popular beliefs, there is no discernible scent associated with Omegas in heat; instead, it is their aura and demeanor that undergo noticeable changes. A "sex appeal", if you will, that affects everyone except Beta women for a vast number of reasons i'll touch upon later.

Legal frameworks exists to address non-consensual interactions with Omegas in heat, and sometimes even with Alphas in ruts. Statistical data still reflects a disproportionate involvement of Alpha and Beta males in such crimes.

In cases of rape involving an Omega in heat, the perpetrator might exploit societal biases to justify their actions or even escape punishment altogether. They might argue that the Omega's biological state somehow diminished the severity of the crime.

Similarly, in cases of rape involving an Alpha in rut, the legal system might downplay the seriousness of the offense due to the perceived status and power of the victim over the perpetrator.

In such a society, power dynamics based on genetic status and gender could heavily influence the legal process as well. Despite the vulnerability of Omegas in heat and the potential vulnerability of Alphas in rut, the legal system might consider it an extenuating circumstance for the aggressor.

In the Alpha Beta Omega prison system, inmates are segregated based on their genetic status and gender to ensure safety and maintain social order. Alpha males and Alpha females, Beta males and Beta females & Omega males and Omega females are all housed in separate facilities due to the perceived risks associated with mixing different genetic statuses and genders.

This segregation is justified by concerns for safety, as it is believed that males, regardless of their secondary gender, have the potential to overpower females. By separating inmates in this manner, authorities aim to mitigate the risks of violence and maintain control within the prison environment.

Alphas and Omegas are not exceedingly rare, but they remain somewhat uncommon, often noted and remembered as peculiarities. Their presence evokes a similar level of curiosity as encountering a left-handed person or a natural redhead—an intriguing aspect of diversity that captures attention but is ultimately regarded with a level of casual interest.

Second out of three parts coming right up, Tumblr won't let me post more images !

Also stay tuned, next part is gonna include a list of the Batfam members who I think are Omegas

[bloodycassian]

FRENZIED !!!NSFW!!! 18+ - READER X AZRIEL ABO FIC

/KNOTTING, VIOLENCE ‘TAKING’ MENTION - NO NON CON/

18+18+18+ NSFW  ABO FIC READER X AZRIEL ACOTAR --

Truth teller ached in Azriel’s grip - he held on to the blade so hard he’d felt his knuckles crack with the next swing. Males of all sorts had broken free of their ranks the moment they’d scented you - and now his most loyal were helping him push the squadron back. 

He knew this was a bad idea. He’d known the moment Devlon’s united army had laid eyes on you that he was risking the one thing he actually cared for in this world. 

He’d never forgive himself for this. Not in this lifetime, or the next. Putting you at risk - allowing you to follow him into this war was only so he could keep you safe in the first place. So he’d know that even in Velaris was overtaken while he was away, that you were at his side and not trapped in the city. 

He’d tried his best not to kill the males that surged forward, but his protective instinct was to do just that. To slice and cut through each one of them that dared threaten you. His teeth ached to bite down on someone, to rip flesh from bone and tear them apart for even glancing at you. 

“Go! Just take her and go, Azriel!” The commanding - no… pleading - voice came from down the line, where his first officer shoved a blond haired fae backwards into the crowd. Azriel spared a look over his shoulder,tucking his wing down so he could see you. Wide eyed and pale, aside from the flush of heat to your cheeks. You clutched your bag in one hand, a butter knife in the other. He saw the fear with that knife and nearly roared. His mate - his everything defenseless aside from a scrap of metal. 

He disappeared in a second, leaving the male he pushed against falling onto their face in the mud where Azriel had been standing. The next second, his wing was covering you from the crowd, pulling you close to him. The scent of him had your body weak, begging to be closer to him.

 “I’m going to get you out of here, okay? We’re going to be fine.” He uncurled your fingers from the small knife and guided your hand instead to his shoulder, right over his siphon there. The warmth from it was grounding, allowing you to ease even while the shouting from the lines grew louder. Distantly, you heard someone shouting - the ringing in your ears was too overpowering to make out what they said though. Before you could ask him a question, Azriel summoned a blanket of shadow, and stepped into it.

“Open your eyes.” He coaxed. You hadn’t realized how hard you were squinting against the darkness until he said the words. 

The brightness of the snow was a shock at first, but became a comfort. The sight of the untouched cold meant that this area was free of any that would attempt to take you from him. To steal away an Omega was like an act of war among Alphas, but many were desperate enough in these times to attempt it. War meant males vying for power. Having a new offspring of your own meant your title could live on through them. Having that kind of generational power was the kind of thing that any unbound male would risk. 

However terrifying it had been to be so seen… it was oddly thrilling. The thought of being wanted by so many males sent another wave of heat to the core of your stomach. Your hormones flexed and reached - clamoring for relief. You fought not to whine to Azirel… You were sure that he had enough going through his head right now. He’d just abandoned his position at the brink of battle. 

“You should go back.” You offered, though you didn’t mean it in the slightest. With how close he’d been to you, the troops would be distracted by the scent. Your heart hurt, knowing that you’d likely lost this battle for them. Even if they’d been… hungry for you…. You still were a part of their ranks. Among the army that Azriel helped command, you were regarded highly among the troops. Unfortunately for your anatomy however, that did not mean that instincts didn’t take over at the first sign of heat. 

“I know you don’t want that.” He said, voice a bit gruff as he tucked his wings back. A shiver of cold ran over your body, and he took your bag from your hand. “I want you to go through that clearing -” He stood behind you and crouched to point at your eye level, to a thicket of brush and trees. There was the slightest path worn through them, market only by a few flagstone slabs embedded into the frozen ground. A makeshift path. A flare of nerves hit you, but he gripped your shoulder reassuringly. “And get in the springs. It’ll be hot at first, but you’ll ease into it. I will be there in a few minutes to join you.” 

Before you could question it, he was gone. He’d tucked a bar of soap into your hand and taken your bag, leaving you without anything to dry off with after. “You forgot something!” You called to the empty forest. No response came. He was the one who could transport himself wherever, he could go back and get you a towel if he forgot it.

You parted the branches, cringing when your fingers met slushy snow. The trail was dark, the canopy overhead hardly allowing any light through. There were no signs of animal life, not even birds. It was eerily silent for your walk, until you came to the next clearing. 

The scene was like a painting. If you had any doubts about your location they were strewn away that instant. This was technically still Illyria, but on the southern edge, where the cliffs and mountain edges turned into flat, unforgiving stone, broken up only by moss carpeted boulders. The ground around the stone pools were damp, the water itself steaming into the cool air. In the distance, obstructed by the brown gray of naked trees was a long, skinny waterfall. The roar of it an echoing torrent in the background, giving way to the foreground of water streaming from the natural hot springs before you.

Choosing what one to bathe in wasn’t hard. The one closest was the one Azriel had obviously intended for you to use, as your bag and towel lay folded on the dry rock aside it. The moss against your bare feet was squishy, a comfort to your blistered toes.

He’d been right. The water was scalding in comparison to the snow kissed air. Inch after inch though, you finally managed to submerge your entire body until the idea of getting out seemed like a crime. Your muscles loosened, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on your brow. This was good. This was very, very good. 

“Seems like you’re the one forgetting something.” His voice startled you, sending waves across the pool. 

“Gods… dont do that.” You breathed, rubbing a hand across your face. Had you really fallen asleep? The thought of being so reckless made your heart race. 

He undressed quickly, and eased himself into the water faster than you had. “You should be more aware of your surroundings.” He scolded, and held up the bar of soap in his hand. 

“Forgive me for believing my mate brought me to a safe place.” You chided back. The soap was the standard one given to all the military, though it was rarely used. 

He watched as you scrubbed yourself, the corner of his lip curling up when you dug your nails into the bar to get the dirt from beneath them. Wordlessly, he offered his help when you finished scrubbing your neck. He knew this routine by heart. Nothing needed to be spoken to complete this ritual. He took the bar and circled over your back, rubbing in small circles and pressing into the pressure points he knew you kept your tension in. 

Then he cupped his hands together and washed the remnants off, tossing the soap beside his clothes. He pulled your back against his chest and cradled you there a moment, enjoying the feeling of you so close to him. Needing the reassurance that you were here, and you were his and safe. 

He felt your smile against his cheek. “Is that the soap or are you-” 

“I’m very…” He cut you off with a pull, bringing you down on to his lap even more. His cock jutted through your thighs proudly, sending a new kind of heat through your body. “Very happy to see you.” His voice was rougher, more raw than it had been when he’d started speaking. 

Your mind was at a loss for what to say in return. All that came forth was the urgent need for him. The sweet way that he rubbed himself between your legs was nothing in comparison to what you’d wished he would do. “My mate… my Omega.” He muttered, hands tracing up your thighs between his strokes. 

He didn’t dare touch your clit. Not yet. He hadn’t toyed with you enough yet. Azriel loved these games, loved to make you wait until you were near breaking for you to come. His own patience for waiting was much thinner. His hands palmed everywhere but your slicked cunt. He pressed your lips together, massaging every part he could without giving you what you needed. 

“Please-” You panted, arching your back against him and grinding down on him. His hands stilled, and you felt his cock strain as he regained control. His forehead fell to your shoulder where he bit a soft mark. “Azriel… I need you.” You panted, moving against him for emphasis.  The tip of his perfect cock tapped the slick entrance of your sex and you both gasped in unison. 

In a rush of cold air, he was moving. 

You curled against him while he carried you. First out of the pool, then to the bag. His steps were sure and strong - hardly leaving you out of the water long enough to get cold before he stepped through a window of shadow and into darkness.

This time you kept your eyes open. Waiting for the moment you were safe to drop to your knees and service him. Only you didn’t spot the transition from stepping through and being in the cave, and he was on you as soon as it was finished. One second you were in total darkness, and the next it was… still dark. It was black, but you had him. And he guided you on cold floors until a light finally emerged - orange embers illuminating a stone fireplace. A dark leather couch low to the ground and covered in blankets and hides. A rug beneath itmade of some kind of thick material. There wasn’t much else, besides the charcoal drawings that flickered in and out of sight above the fire. 

It was pleasantly warm here, but there was still a bite in the air. Enough of it that it made a shiver crawl through your body. To this, Azriel brought you to the couch where he toweled the water from your body - almost like he was painting and wanted to savor every single drop that he wiped from you. The gentleness he brought with every touch had you melting further, and warming quickly. 

Eventually he reached your thighs again, and small swipes of the towel turned into soft kisses. You closed your eyes and reveled in the sensation. His hot mouth against your skin was a blessing and curse. Though it brought you pleasure, it burned through you - puressuring your need to extremes. The kisses turned into long licks up, up.. Up until he had you spread before him. Your hand went to his curled hair and squeezed. He groaned, and a hand went to your breast, pinching your nipple while he tongued over each fold of you. Your core ached. You needed more. The feeling of being so empty yet so stimulated was overwhelming. 

You needed him. You needed him hard and fast and however he wanted to fuck you. Your mind went wild with the different ways you wanted him to bury himself inside you. Even a finger.. Gods if he’d just give you that you’d be -

His tongue entered you, the hotness of it undeniable. He darted in and your eyes flashed open… only to see a determined, dark eyed male that.. Fuck… he looked hungry.  You Pulled his hair, noting the easy compliance he allowed to angle himself perfectly to your entrance. He fucked you with his tongue, groaning when you squeezed around him. He tasted you, indulging in the source of your wetness for long minutes until finally swiping up to your clit, groaning when you arched and bucked against him. 

To that he responded, pulling you down the couch and bringing your knees over his shoulders. He buried his tongue against you, slowly flicking at your nub, then sucking for a moment. He repeated this rythym, over and over until you were on the verge of orgasm. 

Then he stopped. He pulled back wiped his hand over his mouth, then stroked it along his ready, dripping cock. “You know it wont last as long. I can make you-”

“Then fuck me, you asshole!” You whined, scooting forward on the couch until his cock was in your mouth. He hissed, only allowing you a few pumps before pulling away. 

“You know I want to.” His eyes locked on to yours and you nodded. He always had you start on top. With his size, it made it easier to adust that way. You traded places with him, then lowered yourself over his waiting length. This part… just before your bodies met was one of your favorites. Having him so ready, waiting below you… it made you feel like he was the one who needed this. Truthfully… you thought he did sometimes. 

His cock ready, you slid on to him with ease. The satisfying fullness of him was never something you’d be bored of. His cock surged, twitching inside you and against your walls when he was fully seated. He sighed, head tilting back and hands gripping your hips. “So fucking good-” He chanted filthy things in your ear over and over until you pulled off, and slid back down. You felt the catch of his knot already forming and smiled. 

“My alpha is so needy… already going to knot me?” 

He barked a short laugh and in one fluid motion, sat up and adjusted your legs around him. Still connected, you could feel that he slipped out, only slightly. “I’m going to knot you..” He gripped your ass and pulled you up, then edged you back down on to him, the base of the knot barely beginning to stretch your lips. “When you’re coming on me. When I’m fucking-” He did it again, harder this time, allowing more of the knot inside you. “Ready to. When I feel like you’ve earned it.” Gods. He was cruel. Truly. He knew you loved it too, laughing when your walls clenched around him. “Such a fucking perfect pussy for me baby…” He guided you up and down on him at an easy pace, putting his other hand between you to rub against your clit. 

You were writhing in the pleasure of it, blind to anything else around. The fire popped and cracked while he fucked you slow, building and building you to the finish that you’d waited for since you woke up in this heat. You’d tried taking care of it yourself… only to find that when you put on your armor, the friction of it against your cunt was overstimulating. 

The thought of being in that armor now… while he fucked you was alarming. The reminder of the males fighting in the ranks to get to you… it had been scary, yes.. But overwhelmingly satisfying. The idea that any one of them would have gladly taken you as theirs… it was exciting. It boosted your ego more than it should have. Knowing that even beta males had scented you and wanted you..

“What are you thinking about?” He asked, pressing down especially hard when he asked, pulling you from your fantasy. “I can scent it on you… you’re imagining something.” 

You gasped with his next thrust. Gods his knot had surged with the smell of your sex flaring in the room. “The males… the soldiers.” You managed between breathy moans. His knot pressed against your lips hard now, growing larger with every thrust, waiting to be locked into your walls. 

“I’d kill them all.”

“No.. I mean -” You gasped when his hand left between your legs to go to his lips, where he tasted you, and wet his fingers. “Just the thought of them.. Wanting me. All of them wanting me, to fuck me -  I mean.” Your words caught him by surprise, and instead of his hand returning between you, he guided you down to the floor. 

“You like that? Knowing that so many males want to fuck you?” He bent you over so you were on your hands and knees, nudging your knees far apart while he was behind you. His hands caressed the backs of your thighs, sending goosebumps over your skin. Your heartbeat went wild in your ears, nearly blocking out your own words. 

“Yes.” You breathed, waiting for his next touch. 

“Knowing how they’d all want to take you and fuck you differently… how some of them would fight over this perfect pussy of yours?” Gods… he knew you so well it.. It needed no explaining. Now he would just abuse your fantasy to get you to come faster. Here he was hardly trying, only speaking and he had you squirming back against him, arching and begging for anything to fill you.

He complied. His finger entered your wet slit first, pumping deep before pulling out to play at the entrance. the sight of you desperately pumping against him made his cock ache. He knew he wouldn’t last long if he had his way with you like this. So he kept talking, knowing how you’d fantasize about his words when he wasn’t around. He knew you, what you liked so well… teasing was one of both your favorites. He rubbed his dripping cock against your ass while he fingered you. “You wish I brought one with us? I’m sure they wouldn’t be opposed… I’d let you pick whoever you wanted, whatever cock you wished to fuck you.”

“No-” You managed, fully playing into what he mapped out now. 

“Oh…” He smiled and pushed his finger deeper into your slick. “You want them to take you… You want another male to be worthy enough to fight and win you… to deserve to fuck you with me.” Fuck, would he be willing to share you? Was it possible for him? Right now all he wanted, all he could imagine was fucking you full of his knot until you were dripping with his seed. 

“You want to be taken and made undone by me and another… another powerful male.” He curled his finger with the word and you cried out. Fuck, he couldn’t take this teasing anymore. He pulled out, admiring the groan of displeasure you made. This fantasy could be indulged again. He could whisper his ideas to you while you slept, if he wished. As for actually making it happen? Another time, perhaps. 

He guided his cock to your slit, rubbing the length of himself along your wetness, coating it with your arousal. “Yes..yes, yes Azriel-” His name in that tone, that needy, desperate tone sent him over the edge. He was done teasing. He was done playing. His knot bulged hearing your raw, throaty voice moan his name. His shadows melted to the floor, leaving him completely undone while he slid into your wetness fully. 

His head rolled back and he curled over your back, holding himself up with one hand while he arched over you. His other hand went to knead your breast, pulling you in time with each of his thrusts. 

The fullness of his knot slid in and out, tapering perfectly with every re entrance of his cock. He started steadily, then grew more erratic as your walls fluttered around him. His teeth went to your shoulder where he sucked a deep bruise into the skin there, enjoying the sight of it. He had you now… his… perfectly shaped, perfectly arched before him… He nearly came watching you push back against his thrusts. “Want that knot, dont you baby?” He slapped a hand against your ass and started penetrating you deeper, moving one foot forward and leaning into every stroke of his cock. 

He could feel your tension, could feel every second of your walls ready to milk him of his come. The moans were constant now, an unending song of pleasure echoing through the room from both of you. Gods what had you made of him? What was this power he had over you as an alpha? Having you quivering below him, needing him like this? It was sick, truly… but you loved every second of it. “Azriel… Knot, I want your knot-” Your hand went between your legs, fingers adding to his pleasure while you scissored apart your lips, feeling the bump of his knot going in and out of your entrance. His eyes rolled back, and a surge of precome slicked his next thrust. His thrusts became frantic, building selfishly at a punishing force that you reveled in until he was catching more and more on your rigid entrance.

He bowed over you again, enjoying the sound and feel of your ass slapping against his hips as he fucked you. He slowed, though - and you knew he was close. You pressed your fingers to your clit and circled quickly, catching up in perfect time while he held his cock inside you, seating his knot deep into your entrance for a few seconds  and pulling out again. Your walls spasmed, ready to collapse over the edge and into bliss… but he hadn’t finished yet. “Azriel!” You begged, pushing your ass into him just as he moved forward. His knot hit your entrance, and it did not slip back out.

You came. Shuddering and gasping and writhing around his length, you fell into the toe curling abyss of euphoric relief. A weight filled you, expanding your walls as they desperately tried to squeeze down around him. Your orgasm brought you to your elbows, arching your back even more and pulling on him until….He grunted, and you felt his warmth spurting inside you a moment later, his knot swollen inside your entrance, sealing his seed inside. He pushed further inside, the pressure of his knot filling you making your orgasm extend more and more. You rode it, pushing back against him while he came into you. 

He was moaning, or saying something.. You couldn’t tell, but the bulb of his cock was so exquisitely filling you came around him with ease a second time. His wings went limp around your bodies while you spasmed around his length. He was so perfectly filling, stretching your walls to the exact point you needed… you finally felt calm for the first time that day. Not sated of the need that heat brought.. But calm, at least.

You’d been fucked raw, and were happy. 

He helped you settle comfortably on the rug, spooning you while his size dissipated, enjoying the leaking mess he’d made of his perfect fuckdoll. 

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you like that fantasy too.” You muttered against his forearm.