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[fatkish]

Alpha Keigo Takami x Mortem Omega Reader

Being a Mortem omega meant that you were incredibly strong, the same as an Apex Alpha if not stronger

This, paired with the unknown factor and their aggressive hostility towards Alphas, made Mortems feared by society

Which is why the HPSC demanded that Hawks make the reported Mortem either submit to him and be his mate, or kill the Omega with no hesitation

It was just his luck that the Mortem in question happened to have an Avian quirk, resulting in their instincts being more bird like

This could work. This would do nicely. Keigo was very reluctant to kill any omega, not to mention his inner Alpha nearly howling at the thought

Upon entering the abandoned building the Omega was reported to be in, he found them inside a nest, hiding underneath their own wings

When he tried to approach them, they tackled him to the floor, growling and trying to sink their claws into him

They might’ve nearly killed him in their scuffle if his Alpha hadn’t taken over and started softly trilling and singing to the Omega

Swaying from side to side and flashing his wings, Keigo showed off all his best dance moves while softly serenading the Omega

Seeing that the Omega had finally calmed down and was no longer showing any hostility, Keigo’s alpha took this opportunity to fully embrace his instincts and woo the Omega

It took a few months of Keigo bringing you food and little gifts like small trinkets, maybe jewelry or makeup, nesting material like blankets or pillows, things like that

But eventually, he had you hooked. He wasn’t doing this for the Commission, he genuinely wanted to be your Alpha. When you finally gave him the chance, he presented you with a hand woven necklace/choker as his official courting gift

After that you followed him to his home where he had tidied everything up just to make the place look nice. After your through inspection, you deemed the place nice and left to collect and relocate your nest

Keigo thought you had rejected him when you left, he couldn’t stand to stay in the apartment so he too, left. Only to come back to the strong scent of an Omega in pre-heat.

He rushed into his bedroom to find you already building a larger nest. One he realized was big enough for the two of you. He chirped and began bringing you whatever you wanted for the nest.

You need more blankets? He’s got ‘em right here. More pillows? Already done. You want him to scent this for you? He’d be delighted to. You want some of his feathers to stick into the nest? Take as many as you need.

By the time the nest was done, you were well on your way to being fully in heat. And Keigo was starting to be affected by your sweet and delicious smell

He quickly called the Commission telling them not to bother him since he’ll be dealing with his new Omega.

After that he made sure to bring you food and water before he got down to business

Throughout your heat, Keigo was nearly as insatiable as you were. He’d eat you out like a man starved, growling and pulling your hips back onto his face whenever you tried to run away from being overstimulated.

He’d push your head down with your ass in the air as he thrusted into you. His cock is about 8’ in length and nearly 2’ in girth. His knot is nearly 3’ at the widest. Unlike most Alphas, Keigo lets his knot inflate inside you as he ruts into you instead of pushing it in after it’s inflated

He’s normally fast and passionate, making you cum and he covers you both with his wings. He’ll nip at your neck, growling and trilling, he’s very vocal

After your heat, he simply rests with you safely tucked under his wings, snuggling up to him

Overall he’s a very sweet and dorky Alpha, but he knows when to put his foot down.

[pastel-omegas-blog]

can't help imaging both Leon and Mc as partners being on heat together

Also love your stories

Wow wasn't expecting this ask so quickly that and three different people requested the same thing.

Well here you go.

For my quotev readers this is not canon in my other D.D au

Used a picrew for Leon's face claim

Leon and MC sharing their heat together.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ smut ahead, obsessive and yandere tendencies, mind play/ manipulation, drugging, praise kink, loss of innocence, breeding, overstimulation.

DNI if your a minor please. Go do something else, fem readers I didn't care since most won't listen, just no freaky shit.

Leon

Leon watched from across the table as his h/c lover helped himself to the snacks and desserts arranged on the table.

The two having different snacks set out to soothe their tastes. Even their tea sets were different, Leon requesting a sweet flavoured tea for the other while he took something more bitter to calm his nerves.

M/N didn't think to much of it, using the sweets to fight down his stress and the blue haired man didn't blame him.

The larger omega could still remember the panicked look in the others e/c eyes as he begged him him to go on a small date with him outside the imperial palace and away from his small mansion to get some fresh air and quality alone time together.

So here they were, in a hidden cafe located under ground the Trovian Empire in a private vip room so they could enjoy some quality time together.

Away from peering eyes and nosy ears.

With eyes full of wonder and admiration, the saint stared at the s/c man happy that the relationship between was no longer strained.

He was glad M/N was no longer wary of him and his advances. Was glad that now they could confined In one another, and he even press a soft kiss to the the h/c man's cheek and lips when he was sure the other was comfortable with it.

It was a sweet and charming process watching the discarded Emperor get close to him and see him in a new light.

But Leon would be a damned lair if he said he was satisfied with this.

Fucking not !!

He wanted more.

Wanted to touch him more.

Wanted to mark him with his scent

Wanted everyone to know that the petite man belonged to him and him alone!

But that was risky.

To even court the discarded Emperor had been a risky move. He wasn't able to send items with his scent for the possibility it could be found, publicly take him out or flaunt him around.

Even sending the gifts and cryptid letters professing his feelings and love had been dangerous, but he had managed to do it.

The most pain staking thing about the whole thing was having to patiently wait for M/N to completely come out of his shell. The process had been so slow that at one point Leon almost snapped and snatched him out to prematurely.

Luckily he had stopped himself on time.

But there were two things the smaller omega did that honestly pissed him off to no end.

" mmmhm! This is so good Saint Cornelius. I wish the Emperor would take me out like you do "

One was that the h/c omega hardly ever called him by his name, only referring to him as hit title.. it peeved him, but he could stomach it. He knew it was because of the other's strict etiquette during his upbringing that he still unconsciously referred to him by title.

But the habit of unconsciously calling out for that stupid alpha. It had to stop. In fact.

He hated how the names of other possible love interest just flew out of the man's mouth.

He wanted mark him so he chase them away.

But he couldn't do that.

To freaking risky, their relationship would be exposed immediately.

So Leon decided he would settle for the next best thing.

A way to ensure that M/N only had him in mind.

Purple amethyst eyes watched closely as the s/c man brought the porcelain teacup closer to his plump glossy lips. the Emperor drinking the sweet tea with a pleased hum didn't notice the quick shift in his lover's expression.

A sinister look took over his normally gentle smile and just as quick as it appeared it vanished and the blue haired man continued eating his dessert while counting down in his mind.

M/N felt his clothes start to stick to his body as an uncomfortable heat began to envelop his body.

He tried to brush it off at first, blaming the heat on the clothes he chose to wear.

A black thick coat like outfit that practically swallowed his form, but with each passing second the heat started becoming unbearable.

Confused the h/c started to wonder if he was becoming sick.

He himself hadn't noticed it, but his breathing had become erratic, his mouth opened slightly as he took in deep breaths to try and calm himself down.

A soft red blush dusted his cheeks as his e/c eyes became hazy, his gaze no focusing on anything as he has stopped eating.

" M/N ? Is everything alright ? " Leon's soft voice snapped the Emperor out of his thoughts and when he looked to be blessed with the sight of the blue haired omega's pretty face was when he felt a gush of silck start to dribble out of his entrance.

It took a few seconds before it finally hit the h/c haired omega.

He was in heat.

He was in heat!

How could he be so careless?!

He was having his very first heat in a public setting like this where everyone could recognize his scent.

And in front of the only person who had ever treated him with so much love and kindness other than Aria.

Shame began to spill into his core as tears pricked at the corner of his eyes.

How could he be so shameless.

Was he so useless that he couldn't even keep track of his own heat ?!

His stupidity was going to get the two of them caught.

To wrapped up in his own turmoil he didn't notice that the saint had gotten up and had moved towards him.

" M/N ? " Said man froze up when he heard just how close the voice was , looking over to his side he saw just how close the other had gotten and seeing the omegas pretty face closer caused more slick to gush out and a small whine left his lips. M/N was sure that his scent had started to spread and it would only be a matter of time before people came banging on the door.

The tears came rolling down his cheeks at that.

There was no way that Leon couldn't smell him.

He would probably think he was disgusting.

That he was just a cheap whore that couldn't control himself.

He snapped out of his thoughts when a soft silk material started wiping his tears away and he looked up to see his lover gently wiping his tears away.

" sssshhh it's okay. It's alright don't worry yourself " the larger omega cooed out as he gently pat the other's curly h/c hair " b..but t.. they'll be able t.. to pick up my s..scent " the s/c man argued back.

He was absolutely sure that the people outside had already figured out he was in heat and would soon come banging on the door.

" Don't worry I casted a månå spell so that doesn't happen. Don't blame yourself for this alright ? It happens to the best of us, so don't be too harsh on yourself. " The blue haired omega cooed, letting out his pheromones of ripe strawberries and vanilla to calm the other down.

And the e/c felt his body relax, the shame and fear disappearing as lust started to replace it, the yearning growing fast and strong as the smaller omega felt his phermones flow out as a futile attempt to try and seduce the blue haired saint.

The breathy laugh that leaves Leon's lips causes a shiver to run down M/N's spine making the man's inner omega react as a pleading mewl left his lips.

The blue haired man felt an shock go down his cock and it took everything in him not to take the smaller omega then and there. He had to be patient.

It was the h/c man's first time and he didn't want to do anything that would scare him.

But he found it hard to hold himself back with the way the other's scent was filling the room.

The thick sweet smell of ripe peaches and rich honey with the soft longer of creamy milk sticking to it.

It was getting to potent in the small room that Leon was beginning to taste it on his tongue.

If the richness of the other's scent wasn't a good enough reason to pounce on the smaller male then the cute expressions he was making was.

Fighting down the greed in him begging to take the s/c man and pound into him already, the blue haired omega put on the face of a worried lover.

" I know this is your first time and it might be scary so let me help you out..... " The man started steadily pumping out more of his phermones to influence the other's decision as he leaned in close to the other's face, his lips hover only an inch over the other's.

his hands were already moving forward to slowly unbutton the h/c man's coat like dress, exposing his neck and collarbone as the blue haired man's fingers gingerly rubbed the other's heated flesh, gaining small moans as the other's reaction.

" ....... If we stay here like this it'll only get worst and we won't be able to escape back to the imperial palace without getting caught. You wouldn't want that to happen right N/N ? " The saint added cooing out gently, as his hands continued to go down lower, opening the buttons of the petite man's coat, exposing his pretty body to his greedy eyes as he took in everything, holding back from licking his lips at the delicious sight.

With the coat partially out of the way M/N was left in just his corset, lace underwear and thigh high stockings. 

Now it made so much sense why the h/c Emperor only stuck to wearing such ridiculous outfits that made him look like a sack of potatoes.

Because if he went around dressed in clothes that showed off his figure added with his already pretty face, there would be no way he would receive the same amount of hate and criticism he was getting now.

He was the epitome of how the perfect omega was supposed to look like.

Such a delicate little thing, with a curvy hourglass shape, nice hips for bearing the most adorable pups, plush thighs and a plump ass. 

The larger omega hadn't been expecting to see it, but the smaller man had inverted nipples.

Absolutely adorable, his chest was just as shy as he was.

The h/c man was just so alluring.

Not to mention now the smell of silck was stronger and Leon didn't miss how the bottom coat and underwear had become drenched in the natural lube, that just added to the appeal.

The gods Leon wanted to take him so badly! already. But he had to be patient.

Still it didn't mean he couldn't speed up the process.

Enjoying how his lover became a squirming and blushing mess at been so exposed, the blue haired omega pumped out more of his pheromones, not stopping untill he was sure the s/c man had gotten drunk of his scent he asked again. " Don't you want me to help darling ? " The saint purred out his question.

M/N  didn't know what to do. Everything was becoming blurry to him and the heat was getting to much, pooling in the pit of his stomach and just made everything unbearable. He tried to rub his thighs together, but the larger omega's hands darted down to keep his legs apart and he let out a whine of protest. " Come on darling. You have to accept my help. It's the best way to relieve you of your pain " Leon suggested, but the way he worded it made it sound like a demand. M/N to gone in his dazed state and drunk off the larger omega's pheromones he nodded his head groggily his head in response.

" Use your words " the h/c omega almost pouted, his inner omega showing and making him act brattier than his normal sweet self, but the stone cold look his lover gave made him stutter out his response.

" S.. saint C.. Corneli- "

" Say my name. " The blue haired man growled out, cutting off his lover and M/N couldn't stop the whimper of fear that left his lips.

" P.. please L.. Leon..... h...help... " He managed to force out those three words, mumbling them under his breath as he turned his face away to hid his embarrassed cheeks, but that seemed to be enough for the saint.

The next words that left the larger omega's lips sent a jolt of pleasure straight to the Emperor's cock making in struggle against it's clothed prison and draw a whine of pleasure for him more silck dripping out of his entrance and making a mess of his thighs and the chair.

" Good boy~ "

And with that Leon crashed his mouth into the other's lips, shoving his tongue inside and moaning loudly at sweet taste of ripe peaches and rich honey that flooded his taste buds.

He knew the h/c would taste sweet, but was just utterly addictive.

The next  moments were a blur.

Hands ripped away the dress from the s/c man's form as the larger omega desperately wanted to feel more of his lover's skin. The kids between the two of them was rough, M/N not being able to keep up so Leon had to take the lead. Getting frustrated of having to bend his form slightly to kiss his lover so he picked the man up from the chair,  hands digging into the soft flesh of his ass,as the blue haired man separated the kids for a moment to a quick månå spell, giving the h/c man a chance to breathe as the other crafted a small temporary bed,, laying the Emperor on it gently before bringing him in for another bruising kiss , both men moaning into it.

This was wrong.

What he was doing was wrong.

Drugging the innocent man with a hormone pill that forced his heat.

About to fuck him in some underground cafe in some dingy bed he summoned instead a a large room filled with things the would keep them both happy and on a huge bed with soft silk sheets.

Stealing the man's first heat in such a cruel way, but Leon couldn't be bothered. Doing this would erase any thoughts if other possible love interests form M/N's mind and the smaller would only think of him.

He would depend on him and him alone.

The drugs only lasted for a few hours and the saint was going to enjoy every single second of it.

Leon pulled away from the kiss, drawing a weak moan from the disgruntled Emperor and the larger omega simply peck the tip of his nose, moving up to kiss away the tears that had gathered around the s/c man's pretty e/c eyes before lowering his lips to the man's neck to start a new bout of torture.

His ministrations started small, with kisses to small sucking and going full force into harsh nips, high pitched moans and squeals that striker the saint's ego left the other omega's lips.

M/N's formally smooth neck was now filled with hickeys of different colours. Some a rosy pink, some a dark red and others a bruising purple.

Leon thought the colours were pretty and he wished he was able to make the man show them off so that others would back away. 

That would be something happening in the near future, so the saint could be a bit more patient until then.

Purple amethyst eyes stared down at the dazed look his omega had on.

The smaller omega had reached out to tightly grip the dress shirt that his lover had on, a part of him  tugging the pesky clothing as he wanted it off and the other gripping on for dear life.

All of this felt so weird, yet at the same time he wanted more. His body craved for every little jolt of pleasure Leon gave him.

He didn't know what to expect when he finally had his first heat. The omegan teacher he had when he was younger had simply said his fated alpha would make him feel good, but Leon wasn't an alpha and his body was still begging for his touch.

Leon glanced at his lover as he trailed his lips lower, stopping next to the h/c man's scent gland, been so close to the source of the smaller man's pheromones  had an immediate effect on the blue haired man, his inner omega begging to be let loose and for a split second he gave into his instincts.

The h/c man's eyes widened in shock as he felt pointing canines graze the soft flesh of his neck. 

The place we're a mating mark would be placed. 

Fear seeped into his core, the rational part of his starting to work again.

Small s/c hands that had been pulling the larger omega closer started to push him away, the smaller Man wriggling his body as he tried to escape.

" L.. Leon. N..no ...s... stop please!! " He cried out trying to get to the saint to snap out of his dazed.

He couldn't mark him!

They would both be sentenced to death if he did.

A pained moan escaped M/N's kiss swollen lips as Leon roughly gripped his wrist and pinned them to the bed, his knee moving forward to keep the other's legs apart.

The deep feral growl that escaped the larger omega's lips made him shrink back in fear as he and stop his struggling. 

Still not giving up he weakly called out.

" O...omega y..your scaring m..me ! " The h/c man sobbed out, tears running down his cheeks.

Leon stopped moving at those words, his senses rushing back to him as his eyes widened in horror at the tears running down his lover's cheeks.

No no no no no no no no no NO!

He hadn't meant for this to happen!

Leon quickly pumped out more of his pheromones, the scent of vanilla and strawberries almost becoming suffocating. He peppered kisses in the man's cheeks, letting go of his wrist to gently cradle his face.  He was doing everything in his power to calm the smaller omega down.

Cradling him softly, whispering apologies into his ears.  The saint felt his heart hammering against his rib cage and for a moment he didn't understand what was wrong, then it hit him.

He was scared.

Scared that his actions would make the h/c Emperor hate him.

Scared that because of his greed that he would lose the only thing he really held dear to him.

The fear gradually died down as the h/c man stopped his crying , leaning into saint's touch, but it lingered at the back of his mind.

The two stayed like that in each other's arms simply enjoying their warmth, until the pesky heat kicked up dragging a pained moan from M/N.

Leon winced slightly himself, a guilt he didn't feel earlier suddenly coming back to eat him up.

"  I'm sorry love " the larger omega cooed out separating the other to pull off his shirt and undo the belt of his pants so he could kick them of, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. Leaning back closer he pecked his forehead softly, pretty purple hues staring into e/c eyes with absolute love and admiration.

He continued to lower his lips, pecking the man's lips, going lower to gingerly kiss his scent glands, going lower to place hickeys on his collar bone, going lower to tease the s/c man's nipples.

He smirked at the sight of the shy things that hadn't even peeled out, his hawk eyes catching a thick white liquid slowly gathering around the head and slowly dripping down his chest.

Without another thought he took in the nipple closest to his mouth  moaning softly at the sweet taste and enjoy the high pitched mewls that left the smaller male's lips.

He smirked at the cute sounds and continued his teasing, rolling the sensitive bud in his mouth and nibbling it gently, only relenting when the head finally popped out of hiding before doing the same treatment to the other one, gulping down as much sweetness he could during the process.

He could feel the Emperor's breathing relax when he did so.

Not done yet he finger continued going down, giving the plump flesh of the omega's hips a nice squeeze before going to tug on his drenched lace underwear. And in one swift motion he ripped the offending clothing off, drawing a strangled cry from the lust hazed h/c man, finally free the man's weeping cock and exposing his silck covered ass.

Leon let out a small whine as he felt his own member start to strain against his underwear, the fabric beginning to get to tight, his own ass beginning to get wet with silck, but he had to leave it on.

He wasn't going to take it off and lose him.

Not again.

By this time it wasn't just M/N feel that felt the the thick lust.

Leon felt his breathing become laboured as he begrudgingly separated the smaller omega's nipples, gulping down the creamy liquid. 

His own body temperature was beginning to get higher, his fair cheeks getting a rosy hue of their own.

It was like he was going into heat himself and the saint couldn't help the crazed smile that spread on his swollen lips at the thought.

He really loved the h/c so much that his own body had taken up symptoms of heat just so he could treat the man more gently. 

They really were just absolutely made for each other.

Moving his face upwards he brought his lover in for another kiss, his tongue prodding into the man's mouth to make sure the other could taste exactly how sweet he was.

Doing this, his fingers continued trailing lower, stopping at the smaller man's silck gushing entrance, making sure to coat his digits in a generous amount of the liquid before prodding the puckered hole gently then slowly pushing his digit into the man's tight heat, wincing slightly at how tight the man's velvet walls gripped around it.

Fuck he was tight!

And so freaking hot and soft.

The gods he couldn't wait to enter him.

M/N's eyes widened as he let out a pained moan, the sound being blocked by Leon's lips.

The larger omega pulled back shushing him gently as he used his other free hand to gently message the man's hips as small pained whimpers left the s/c emperor's lips.

He waited for a few moments before he started moving his finger slowly, waiting for the other to relax, getting encouraged by the pleased moans before he picked up the pace.

The h/c raised his hands to wrap them round Leon's neck, his moans getting louder as the saint's thrusting got faster. 

This felt so.... so weird.

In a really good way.

 He didn't know he could feel so good like this.

The heat in his stomach began to churn around in a really nice addicting way.

He could feel his cock get harder with each stroke of his walls and the head dribble out something. His balls felt tight and heavy It felt like he wanted to pee so badly, but at the same time he knew that wasn't the case.

 E/c widened in shock, a chocked moan escaping his lips as he felt the finger in him get bigger. Leon moved back to capture his lips and M/N relaxed at the familiar taste of ripe strawberries and vanilla on his tongue.

Leon thrusted his fingers slowly watching how his lover handle the extra two digits before speeding up his thrusts, his hand by this point was drenched in the other's silck, but that didn't stop his fingers searching for the small bundle of nerves that would make his omegas see stars.

And when he felt the other suddenly stop kissing and violently tense underneath him he knew he had found it.

And like a good lover what did he do ?

Abuse it.

The blue haired omega pulled out his fingers , breaking the kiss so he could see the confused expression on his omega, a manic grin spreading on his lips when he thrusted them back in with full force, loving how the h/c man's eyes rolled to the back of his head and with that he continued the assault the man's little bundle of nerves, feeling his gummy walls flutter and tightening around his fingers.

M/N felt something was about to happen to him. His grip around leon's neck tightening.

His insides felt like they were tying themselves into knots and with how the fluid dripping from his cock seemed to gush out even more, the pressure increasing tenfold. He couldn't focus his mind on anything, but he could still make out the sound of his own broken voice moaning like a broken mantra.

Then he felt it.

A sudden tightening of a rope that felt like it was about snap and give his body what he was looking for and when he though it was about to happen, Leon suddenly pulled his fingers away and M/N felt like he was about to die.

The pleasure that had been building up started fading and a hurt sob fell from his lips. Blinded by rage(?) He used his hands to weakly push the saint's chest, trying and failing miserably at glaring at him.

" S.. stupid...m..m.. meanie o..omega " he drawled out, earning an amused chuckle leaving the blue haired omega's lips.

" Sorry love " Leon cooed out not sounding sorry at all as he straightened himself to pull of his underwear, finally getting free from his clothed prison.

The only thing the h/c omega would be cumming on was his cock.

E/c darted down to stare at the rock hard appendage and the s/c man felt silck gush out even more.

Even his cock was pretty.

Long and thick with not much veins being visible, the head a raging red.

The sound of Leon's laughter snapped him out of his thoughts and then he realized he was drooling.

" Aww aren't you just adorable ? " The saint purred out, using his slick covered hand to wet his cock and whatever anger M/N felt died down at those words as nervousness flooded his dazed state. Leon quick to notice sent him a smile, using his free hand to cradle his lover's face.

" Don't worry darling. I'll be gentle " he assured and the h/c man relaxed at his words, putting his trust into the larger omega.

The blue haired man's heart warmed at the sight.

Lining his cock in front of the omega's entrance Leon entered once, quick so it wouldn't hurt the other by pushing in inch by inch and he winced at the tightness gripping him felt like his cock would break and the warmth surrounding him.

The moans of discomfort coming from his omega was what that stopped him from pounding harshly into the s/c man.

Leaning his face down he peppered kisses to the man's face, crooning his neck, letting out deep purrs to calm down the other.

When he was sure the omega had adjust, he gave an experimental thrust. The loud moan hr got in reply was all he needed.

The saint's thrusts started off slow, gaining more power until he was practically slamming into the smaller man, his balls slapping against the man's ass. Hitting the smaller man's prostate head-on.

The sound of skin slapping against skin and high pitched moans filled the room, both omegas letting the sounds fall out from their lips.

" Fuck love. Your so tight. Doing so well taking all of me. Just so fucking perfect. The prettiest omega in the whole damn IRA. Such a good boy, my good boy" the blue haired man moaned our praises , having noticed how the praises had affected the man earlier. And from how the man underneath him let out small chirps at the words.

But he meant every word he said.

How no one had noticed what a fucking masterpiece the man was, was beyond him.

That stupid alpha really was blind.

Leon winced slightly as M/N hands fell from his neck to his back, his manicured nails growing sharp and piercing the soft skin of the larger omega's back, leaving scratches behind.

But Leon didn't mind, if anything the pain the pain spurred him on.

" Gonna fuck my pups into you when I get the chance " the blue haired man  growled out and the h/c man tightened around him.

Oh?

So his little omega liked the thought of being breed huh ?

Leon pulled out till it was just the head and slammed right back in causing M/N to cry out in pleasure.

" You like that don't you ? Want to be full of my pups. Want to be full and round. Does my pretty boy want to be a mama ~ " the saint teased  increasing his pace with every clash of his hips.

The h/c man felt like he was in heaven.

The pleasure had his toes curling, his body twitching as his mind trying to hold any semblance of rational thought and ultimately failing, but after a few moments of trying to get himself he did.

Only for it to get brutally destroyed when Leon thrusted upwards, hitting the mouth of his womb.

He came then and there.

He came hard, his vision going white as his body convulsed in ecstasy.

" L....LEON!!~ "

Thin strings of semen shot out of his cock , staining his and his lover's chest.

Leon let out a whiney moan as M/N tightened harshly around him, staring at the man in awe as he climaxed. His body twitching from the over stimulation.

And Leon not caring that the smaller man just keep or loving how sensitive ha had become whichever one, pounded harsher into the smaller omega. The head of his cock making a tight squeeze past his cervix and into the man's womb were he proceeded to bully the man's sensitive walls like his life depended on it.

The way his thrusts started becoming sloppy after while indicated he way close and the blue haired man's thrust become more purposeful. His body shaking with desire as he chased his high.

And he he came, burning his cock into M/N's gummy walls as his poured into the omega's fertile hole, his hands gripped the smaller man's waist tightly.

He would be sure to give him drugs later to avoid any pups for now.

Both men's ragged breathing filled the room.

M/N was far to gone to even form words as he laid there and try to wait for the feeling of euphoria running through his veins to calm down.

Leon leaned over his face to peck the h/c man's lips and M/N felt himself relax a bit.

At least now he could-

" Ahhhh~ !! " 

E/c eyes widened as a moan was ripped out  of his hoarse throat.

Confused, with his body being pushed over The edge of over stimulation M/N looked at his lover with panicked eyes and Leon sent an innocent smile.

" Oh darling you really are just so adorable. Absolutely cute. Just one more round please ?~ I promise after another I'll be filled. So won't you let me darling ? "

[amber-michaelson]

Courting letters

Alpha Katsuki bakugo x omega reader

Summary: katsuki is done hiding his feelings after years

Read at own risk

Warning: none

Yn pov

i smiled at the closed envelope on my desk “who’s it this time” mina squealed crowding me “i hope its you know who” i murmured and glanced over to katsuki who was listening to his music and staring at his phone “come on open it” she smiled pushing it into my hands i quickly smelt it and my heart sunk it wasn’t katsuki who sent it, i silently opened it and read the letter “are you going to except it” mina asked “no” i whispered and threw it into the trash before sitting down at my desk i want katsuki to be my alpha but he hasn’t asked me ‘one more week’ i made a deal with myself if nothing happened between me and katsuki i would move on and yes i gave him hints, i asked him to scent my pillow and even asked for a few hoodies which he gave “morning yn” deku smiled walking passed “hey deku” i murmured “whats wrong” he asked, he knew me so well “can we talk about this outside” i said standing up and walked outside with him following "whats up yn" he asked again as we got outside "I think I might accept the next courting letter I get" I murmured fiddling with my hands "but u thought you wanted to court kachhan" he said looking confused "I really did but I have waited since 7th grade and now I think its time to move on" I muttered sadly I really did want katsuki but I can't keep waiting "your right but just do it in the right time" he whispered and patted my shoulder before heading back inside 'I think it is time'

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I stretch as I climbed out of bed "coming" I muttered and opened the door I squinted my eyes "katsuki" I yawned and invited him in "did you accept it" he muttered glaring at me "accept what" my mind was blank with sleep "the courting letter did you accept the courting letter" he snapped shaking me I blinked a few times before probly waking up "no I didn't katsuki" I murmured and moved his hands away and sat on my bed "why do you even care" I asked staring at him, he sighed heavily and ran his hands through his hair "because" he muttered "because why" I muttered I was sleepy and annoyed because isn't an answer "because I want to court you" he snapped walking towards me "I have since I met you" he murmured as his hand grazed my face "then why didn't you say something" I said taking his hand and gently pulled him onto my bed "because I was scared, scared of losing you" he whispered staring at me, I was shocked to say the least, I've never seen this side of him "I accept" I murmur "what" his eyes lit up "I accept your courting letter Katsuki bakugo" I smiled and kissed his lips "thank you my omega" he smiled and got up "where are you going" I muttered grabbing his arm "to bed" shook my head "you woke me up now you stay" I snapped and pulled him into my bed "how many pillows do you have" he complained "to many to count now shut up" I muttered and cuddled into him "night night alpha" I yawned "goodnight my omega" he kissed my forehead 'this is the best'.

Bonus

"Someone got some the good stuff last night" denki yelled as me and katsuki walked into class hand in hand "shut up dunce face".

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My Love Mine All Mine...

Pairing : Alpha!Gojo Satoru x fem!Omega reader

Warning : 18+, breeding kink,...

Alpha! Satoru who always laughed at the idea of soulmates and destined lovers, considered himself too free-spirited to ever get saddled down with such a domestic way of life.

Alpha! Satoru who's famously known for leaving a trail of broken hearts in his wake, "not my fault they get attached..." Was the response he'd give whenever asked about the way he treated the woman who fell for him.

Alpha! Satoru who gets annoyed every time the clan elders force him to attend the yearly moon festival, where unmated members of different clans would gather in hopes of finding their mate, a tradition he has no interest in, but regardless is made to partake in every year.

Alpha! Satoru who stands in a corner alone trying to avoid all the desperate omegas who usually swarm towards him, each attempting to convince him they were meant to be his mate.

Alpha! Satoru who feels his whole body tense up when he catches a whiff of an intoxicating smell in the air, one that causes the logical part of his brain to shut down as a more predatory side of him surfaces.

Alpha! Satoru whose eyes frantically searches the area as he makes his way around the large room, shoving and passing the people in his way, heart pounding furiously in his chest while he tries to pinpoint the location of the scent.

Alpha! Satoru who gets a rush of excitement when he finally finds the source of the delectable aroma, you.

Alpha! Satoru who approaches slowly, scanning you from head to toe, taking in every little detail.

Alpha! Satoru who knows you're his mate, the other half of his soul, he doesn't know what to feel, never having wanted this, yet can't bring himself to turn away from you as the surge of desire to claim you on the spot washes over him.

Alpha! Satoru who lets out a low warning growl, as he sees you take a step back, standing behind your friends, his eyes narrowed as if to say, "Don't even think about running away from me." Striding forward, his presence was enough for your friends to back down, giving you an apologetic look before leaving you alone with Satoru.

Alpha! Satoru who noticed the change in your scent, how it went from sweet to sour, making him regret how aggressively he behaved. The last thing he ever wanted was to spook his little mate away. "No need to be afraid, princess," he attempted to ease your worries. "Promise I won't bite, unless you want me to..." he adds playfully, hoping to make you see he wasn't a threat.

Alpha! Satoru who sighs in relief when you nod, accepting his apology, a soft smile on your face as you agree to let him court you. "You won't regret this, princess !" He grinned, pulling you close and nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

Alpha! Satoru who goes above and beyond to prove he's the perfect mate for you, pulling out all the stops by sending you flowers and presents, taking you on little dates whenever he's free, and showering you with affection. His gentle attitude towards you, shocking everyone who'd known the old him. No one could've imagined a day would come when the Gojo Satoru would behave like a lovesick teenager.

Alpha! Satoru whose love for you, grows deeper and deeper with each passing day, and with it, so does his possessiveness. Every once in a while, his instincts scream at him to rip out the throats of anyone other than him who gets close to you.

Alpha! Satoru who gets even more clingy when your heat approaches, finding it harder to keep his hands to himself, especially when you smell so damn good, it's like you're begging him to fuck his pups into you.

Alpha! Satoru who forgets all restraint the moment he gets a call from you begging for him to come home as your heat started earlier than expected, "please...please...please alpha need you in me so bad it h..hurts..." The words had him racing back home, business could wait, right now; he needed to be balls deep inside his precious mate.

Alpha! Satoru who walked into your bedroom and saw you, curled into the sheets, humping a pillow, trying to get some relief, but the moment you see him, you'd abandoned that instead getting up to pull him into your nest.

Alpha! Satoru who planned to take it nice and slow knowing this was your first time ever having cock inside you, but before he could get to prepping your virgin cunt, you'd unbuckled his belt, taking out his throbbing shaft, and slipped him inside your sopping pussy, but then bursting into tears at the feeling of getting stretched out, droplets of blood staining his cock.

Alpha! Satoru who hushes you, "Told you not to be impatient, princess...see what happens when you don't listen to daddy...It's okay, I got you..." he takes over, flipping you on your back, his hands working around your body, trailing kisses down your neck to distract you from the pain as he's slowly rocking back and forth, trying to get you used to the feeling of his cock.

Alpha! Satoru who loses himself to the sensation of your tight warm hole sucking him in, the feeling of his tip bullying your sweet spot with his rough thrusts, making you moan, once pain now turned to pleasure, your hips moving up to meet his, legs wrapped around his waist as your fingers dug into his back, drawing blood, earning a grunt from Satoru, who loved it whenever you played a little rough with him.

Alpha! Satoru who's lost count of how many times he had you creaming around his cock, not planning on stopping until he's given you every last drop of his cum in his balls, the image of you swollen heavy with his pups making him pound into you with a ruthless pace, watching the mixture of your juice and his seed dribbling on to the bed.

Alpha! Satoru who doesn't pull out even after you're both done, "good girl...gotta keep daddy's load inside to make sure it takes..." he coos, wrapping his arms around your exhausted frame as you drift into sleep, his fingers rubbing your swollen cum filled tummy, silently promising to forever keep you and your future pups safe...

A/N - it's 3am and I'm done lol not sure how well i worded all the words but it was my first time writing for gojo so hope everyone who reads enjoys this !

Thinking of maybe writing something something for geto soon soooo stay tuned...

Vampire Suguru fic

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P.E. Class

Male Alpha Yandere x Gender Neutral Omega Reader CW: Noncon, public fucking, breeding, knotting, mention of musk, wrestling, mention of bullying, general yandere behavior Word Count: 360 (Super short drabble, please enjoy!)

Imagine you're an omega in college. The college in this realm requires physical education classes for all students no matter their major.

One day the class makes students pair off and wrestle one another. Complete with singlets.

You get paired with the biggest alpha brute, one who often teases and lightly bullies you.

The match is over in an instant, with him pinning you down on your belly. Your skin is touching and his musk is overpowering.

You feel his hot breath on your neck.

Then, in front of everyone, he begins to grind into you. Your body does what biology demands and you produce slick. It seeps through both of your singlets coating his cock.

You try to squirm but he grows and bears down on you with more force until you whimper and go limp.

He moves your singlet so that your hole is exposed and does the same to free his cock.

He plunges it right into you with one smooth motion, his cock squelching lewdly into your depths.

Then he breeds you hard and fast in full view of everyone. Some masturbate openly, others film your predicament, and a few blush and look away. But none helped. It wasn't all that odd for an omega to be taken suddenly.

You couldn't help but cry at the humiliation of being fucked in public. The helplessness of being raped so suddenly. And the embarrassment that came with it feeling so good that you were moaning and moving into his thrusts unwillingly.

After what feels like an eternity the both of you cum and he bites your neck and claims you as his prize. He licks your neck and nuzzles you while you cry on the gym mat, his knot still in you.

When his knot goes down he apologizes that he did that so suddenly, he explains that he had been planning to breed you eventually but the sweat and positioning from wrestling just triggered something primal in him and he could wait no longer…

Then he hushes your protests and carries you, cum still dripping down your legs, to his dorm for rounds 2, 3, 4, and 5.

[teamatsumu]

Thinking about Alpha!Sukuna who thinks all humans smell disgusting. He just cannot stomach their scent. To him it’s like smelling farm animals. Whether it was years ago during his time or now, while he inhabits the body of this pink-haired brat, humans still smell like cow manure. Overbearing and disgustingly heavy. He cannot stand it.

But when your scent hits his nose for the first time, he can’t help but stiffen. It’s…. light. Fresh. He smells coconut and citrus. It reminds him of the shrine made for him by the townspeople centuries ago, where they would offer him fruit and worship him. When he was revered and feared all the same.

He sees you then. Feisty little thing despite being an omega. You are a good sorcerer, filled with potential that he recognises even if your peers don’t. And Sukuna is hit with the overwhelming urge to scent you. In a way that the Alpha in him has never acted out before.

And it shocks him that you’re a human. A mere human who somehow fills him with intrigue. How dare you? But also, he needs you. Carnally. Now.

Once the King of Curses sets his eyes on you, good luck trying to escape him. You’re his forever. For the rest of his life.

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Cherry Red, Crimson Blood

Chapter 15: Bonnie

Summary: Your heat is over and your pack has moved on with their lives, settling back into the familiar routine. Except, some things have begun to change, and you're not entirely sure if its for the better.

Pairing: Poly 141 x reader

Word Count: 7456 words

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, smut, oral, handjobs, overstimulation, P in V sex, unprotected sex, creampie, hair pulling, switch Johnny, Johnny's lingerie kink, Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, Alternate Universe, a/b/o typical classism and sexism, language, mention of nightmares, brief talk about killing and violence, insomnia, fluff, and of course a bit of angst

A/N: This chapter was an absolute bitch to write. I'm not kidding this was a nightmare. I'm happy with the changes I've made though, and how things are progressing. We've made a little bit of a time jump here, but not much. I think I'm getting sick so, posting the chapter before I inevitably pass out again. Oh, and Happy Easter everyone that celebrates.

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Your eyes fly open as the alarm blares. They burn as you squint against the bright phone light. An arm reaches over you, the warm skin sliding against your back as he fumbles to turn off the offending noise. 

You let out a quiet groan as you catch the numbers dictating the time on the screen before the phone is placed back on the nightstand. “‘S too early.” You grumble, rubbing at your crusty eyes. 

“Go back to sleep.” John murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder before he shifts, climbing over you to get out of the bed. He tucks the blankets back around you before slipping into the bathroom. 

You won't go back to sleep. The last time you'd glanced at the time on your phone had been two hours ago, at 2 A.M. You’ve been awake most of the night, as you have been the last couple nights. You haven't been sleeping well. It was like your heat opened a floodgate and now every time you close your eyes, you're transported back into the past, back when you were a child. Back when things weren't fine. 

You've started trying to avoid sleep, waking constantly during the night from nightmares or from your brain’s own fear of them starting back up. It’s only been a week since your heat ended, and yet you feel no more rested than you did coming out of it. Nothing you’ve tried has worked, not even staying awake until you inevitably pass out prevents your subconscious mind from pulling up the horrible memories of your past. 

Even sleeping next to your alpha hasn’t provided any comfort for your mind. His presence isn’t enough to quell the fear in your mind that the nightmares might come back, that the memories might surface. 

Even he can’t protect you from this. 

You close your eyes as the bathroom door opens again, pretending to sleep as John dresses for his morning workout. He’s quiet, near silent as he moves about the room. It’s almost terrifying how quiet they can be. Though, you suppose, if your survival depends on it, it’s a skill you’d spend plenty of time honing. 

John grabs his phone from the nightstand, running a gentle hand over your head before he leaves the room, closing the door quietly behind him. You lay there for a few minutes, trying not to let the guilt eat you alive. You should tell them you’re struggling to sleep, that your mind is plaguing you with memories from your past, but you’re afraid of what they might think of you. You’re not the perfect omega, you’re not as whole as you might seem. 

You’re held together with duct tape on the inside. They already have enough to worry about now, they don’t need the weight of your misery thrown on top of the loads they all carry. 

You let out a long breath, turning over in John’s bed. You press your face into the pillow, inhaling the imprint of his scent on the fabric. It’s still warm where he was laying, and you shuffle over into that spot, letting your body go lax as you imagine him still there with you, arms still wrapped around your body. You want to bury yourself in his arms, press against his chest until you sink into him and become one. 

Only then, perhaps you can feel safe enough to sleep. 

You press your face further into the pillow, every inhale filled with John’s scent. It lulls you into a daze, the hypnagogic stage between sleep and wakefulness. 

You jolt as a hand touches your arm, calluses smoothing over the bare skin. You blink your eyes open, letting out a quiet groan. It’s light outside now, the room bathed in white light instead of the yellow tinge of the nightlight John had bought for his room for you.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.” John says, gently squeezing your arm. He’s already dressed for the day, hair still damp from the shower. You hadn’t even noticed he’d returned. 

You roll over, rubbing your eyes. “‘S fine. Didn’t even know I was asleep. Breakfast time?” 

John hums, leaning over you. “Almost. You’ve got time to get ready.” 

You blink up at him blearily, your mind still trying to wake up completely after your short nap. You stare up into his eyes, getting lost in their blue depths. You feel like you could swim in them, his deep earthy scent drawing forward memories of camping and swimming in the lake. Memories you could pretend were happy, memories not tainted by fear and grief. 

“Christ,” He breathes, pressing his lips to yours. “So fucking beautiful.” 

Your cheeks warm at his words, your lips moving against his as you kiss. You trail a hand up his arm, sliding it to his back. His shirt is soft, thin enough that you can feel the muscles in his back as you smooth your hand across his shoulder blades. 

“Wish I could stay here all day.” He murmurs, his face pressing into your throat. You tilt your head for him, a quiet groan rumbling through his chest at your sign of submission. He sighs, pressing his nose against your scent gland for a moment before he straightens back up. “Got a job to do.” 

You let out a groan as you stretch, arching your back. “Fuck your job.” 

“I’d much rather be fucking you.” He says, leaning down to nip at your bottom lip before he stands up, grabbing the shirt you’d worn to slip into his room last night off the floor. It’s one of his, one you’d stolen from his laundry hamper while he was in the shower. “Don’t let anyone hear you say that.” 

You grin, pushing the sheets down before sitting up on the edge of the bed. You rub your eyes tiredly, stretching again before pulling on his shirt, slipping your slippers on. You pad back to your room, changing into more appropriate clothes for breakfast. You’ll be left to your own devices again afterward as the guys return to their normal training schedule. You won’t be napping this time, though, you fear. Instead you’ll be looking for ways to keep yourself awake. 

You and John walk hand in hand to the mess. It’s been a while since you’ve been inside of it, and you find you’ve grown to miss it a bit. You don’t miss the stares, the looks that pass over you and your entwined hands as John leads you to the line to get food. It’s like they know, like they all somehow witnessed what had transpired over the last couple weeks, like they had all been spectators to it. 

John makes your tray for you again, carrying it to the table where the others are already seated. You take your normal spot next to Kyle, both him and John sitting closer to you than before. Perhaps they were picking up on your nervous energy, but even Johnny and Ghost seemed to be sitting closer. You cast a glance between them before digging into your tray. Something had transpired, but you’re not quite sure what. 

You might never get to know. 

It’s quiet as you eat, the coffee bitter and watery, but you don’t care. You’ll suffer anything that might give you a boost of energy to make it to lunch without falling asleep. 

Johnny walks you back to the barracks after breakfast is over, his arm around your waist as you take your time crossing the courtyard. He’s oddly quiet compared to how energetic he usually is this early in the morning. Something must have happened to make him silent. 

“Johnny?” You ask after a group of soldiers jog past behind you. 

He hums, looking down at you. His eyes are still bright, but his brows are slightly furrowed. 

“Is everything alright?” You ask carefully, not wanting to risk pushing any buttons. 

“Aye.” He answers after letting out a sigh. “Jus’ an incident in the gym this mornin’. Nothing ye need tae worry about.” 

You raise your brows at him, silently conveying your desire for more information, if he can give you any. 

“Just some alphas talkin’ shite, like they do. Callin’ ye the 141’s whore. Askin’ if we all take turns or if ye let us all go at once.” He says, his tone practically seething as he leads you into the barracks. “Simon reminded them of their place.” 

You can only imagine how that went. 

Despite their obvious tension at the jabs made at you by the other alphas, you don't feel as angry as you probably should. Being called a whore was a bit demeaning, but part of what was said wasn't entirely wrong. Perhaps it's just some leftover hormones surging from your heat, or maybe being claimed has shifted your feelings towards your packmates, but the idea of being shared by them has warmth spreading through you. The mental images piecing together in your mind of taking them all at once would probably make the alphas that made that jab at you blush furiously. 

“Johnny?” You ask, turning to him when you reach your door. 

“Aye?” He stares down at you, his blue eyes soft as they gaze down into your own. 

“I, uh, I wouldn’t mind if at least part of what they said was true...” You sink your teeth into your lip. “You...uh...you’ve been waiting for a while...for your turn.” 

He gulps, shifting slightly on his feet. You can’t tell if he’s nervous or excited or something in between. 

“Well, I’ve been officially cleared to partake in more...strenuous activities..” 

“Christ.” He breathes, crowding you against the door. For a moment you’re worried he might just do it right here, right now, but instead he leans in, close enough you can smell the coffee he had with his breakfast. “I’d love that, kitten.” He bites his own lip as he stares down at yours. “Let me know, and I’ll be ready for you.” He leans down, closing the short distance between you as he kisses you. 

You lean into him, kissing him back. It feels like the first time you kissed him, except you can feel the hunger, the restraint behind this kiss. You can feel how much he’s been holding back, how long he’s waited to finally have this moment. To think of anyone desiring you in such a way makes your head spin. He wants you for you, not what you can do for him, not what you can give to him. Not even just for what’s between your legs, even if that’s what you’re going to do. 

He wants to be with you because you’re you. He doesn’t have to, he could choose not to, but he does. 

He pulls away, staring down at you. His eyes are darker now, speaking promises of what’s to come. “When you’re ready, I’ll be waiting.” 

“You're tired.” 

You blink, your gaze snapping to his face. You had been drifting thoughtlessly, quite enamored with a single spot on the floor. You're not sure how long he let you stand there, empty-headed and practically dozing upright. 

You rub your eyes, trying to force your brain back to awareness. “It's early.” You give the excuse, toeing off your shoes. “Been a while since we've done this.”

“You're going to have to work extra hard to gain it all back.” Ghost says, pulling off his sweatshirt. 

Your eyes are immediately drawn to his arms, the strength in them, the tattoos on his skin. You bite back the desire to move closer, to get just a glimpse at one close up. You want to sit and trace them, hear the story of every single one. You want to push his sleeve up, watch the way his muscles bulge and flex, see how far his tattoo goes up his arm. 

You snap yourself out of your thoughts, moving onto the mat before you do something embarrassing like starting to drool. You watch him as he stands at the edge of the mat, brown eyes taking you in as you stand there. Something tickles in the back of your mind, a hint of fear, the sense of sudden danger prevalent. What would you do if he suddenly ran at you? Try to dodge and make it to the door? Where would you go? The med center again? 

“Easy.” He grumbles, sensing your obvious tension.

Your gaze snaps back to him, his posture relaxed as he stays still. “I'm putting a lot of trust in you.”

“I know.” He says, standing almost as still as a statue. You wonder how he can possibly be so still, but you suppose it's something he learned to do. “I should never have broken that trust in the first place.”

Your eyes widen, brows lifting as you stare at him. You didn't expect such a straightforward apology from him. You haven't really gotten one, until now. You hesitate as you stand there in silence, Ghost obviously waiting for your response. 

“I don't know if I can forgive you.” You finally say. 

“You shouldn't.” He shrugs, his gaze shifting to the wall behind you. “Even if you weren't really in danger, it was still a dick move.”

Your eyebrows raise even higher. “An apology and admitting you were a dick? Should I be worried?”

He huffs out a breath, shaking his head. “Consider it an offering of amicability, for Johnny. I know you two are getting close, so inevitably we're going to find ourselves around each other more often than we have previously.”

“Well, I suppose I could accept that.” You say, shifting on your feet. “I don't think you could convince Johnny otherwise.”

“Hardly. He wouldn't listen anyway.” He finally moves, shifting on his feet. “You gonna put your hackles down so I can approach?”

You take a deep breath, relaxing the tension in your body. You don't really have a reason to fear him, despite what he did. He hasn't given you a reason to fear him since then, and he's even gone so far as to apologize in his own way. John wouldn't have allowed this to start again if he didn't trust Ghost not to do something that might put you in danger. 

John trusts him, so you should be able to as well. 

Ghost slowly approaches, your eyes watching him carefully until he's directly in front of you. You stare up at him, holding his gaze. You wish you could see the rest of his face on the off chance it might give you a hint at what he's thinking and feeling. You wonder if that's partially why he wears the mask. 

Ghost holds out his hand and you place your own in his. It's so much bigger than yours, his long fingers engulfing your wrist as he wraps your hand. You could probably do it yourself by this point, but you like making him do it. You like the way his hands hold yours, the roughness of his skin against your own. 

He starts out reviewing things you already know. Punches, kicks, dodging. It doesn't take long for you to get back into the groove of things, moving like it hasn't been nearly a month since your last training session. You notice the fatigue faster than you had during your last session, but you expected that after almost a month, paired with your heat two weeks ago. 

“Now, punching and kicking will only get you so far in a fight.” He says, giving you a moment to breathe. “Almost all fights are going to end up on the ground. Even if your goal is disarming enough to escape, the chances of you and your opponent ending up on the ground is highly likely.” 

He swipes your feet out from under you before you can even blink, nearly knocking the wind from you as you land on the mat on your back. He’s on you quickly, dropping to his hands and knees over you. Your breath catches in your throat as you stare at him above you, his hulking form seeming even larger from this angle. Your mind begins to run wild, imagining all the things that could happen in this position. 

“Focus.” He grumbles, arms flexing as he presses his hands into the mat where they rest on either side of your head. “You don’t want to be in this position in a fight. You’re too vulnerable.” 

A shiver runs down your spine at his words. You are vulnerable like this. Even with him, someone who doesn’t want to hurt you, it would be so easy. Your head begins to turn, your gaze leaving his as instinct begins to take over. 

“No.” He snaps, gripping your chin to turn your head back so he’s looking in your eyes. “You do that in a fight, you’re not going to see the other side.” 

You gulp, trying to ignore the warmth of his fingers on your face, the firmness of his grip as he keeps you from showing submission to him. That’s not why you’re here. He’s right. If you do that in a fight, it’ll be over before you even have a chance to run. 

“Your legs are far stronger than your arms. Use them to your advantage.” He says, showing you how to get him into the right position to flip him. 

You know he’s helping you as you flip him onto his back. If he really was fighting you, you’re not sure you could have done it, even if you managed to land enough of a hit to disarm him. You wind up on top of him, sitting on his stomach. The position doesn’t help your racing thoughts, and you pray you can keep enough control over yourself so you don’t make it obvious. 

“Use your legs to pin my hands.” He directs you. You shift your knees slightly, trapping his hands against the mat. “Good.” He says, laying still under you. “You can’t hold a bigger opponent down here for long, but that’s not the point. This gives you a moment of opportunity to go for the face or the neck. Stun them and that gives you a headstart. If you have a weapon available, then you have one less person to worry about chasing you.” 

You gulp at his words. It hadn’t even crossed your mind during your training. He had said it so simply, so easily. You suppose it is to him, after years of doing it, after countless moments where it’s his life or theirs. Is that what he tells himself? Is that how he rationalizes it? Is there so much blood on his hands now that killing is as easy as breathing? 

You wonder how they all rationalize it. They all have blood on their hands, they all have killed, and will kill again. Every time they leave and come back, it’s with more blood, more nameless faces on the list of lives they've taken, all in the name of the greater good. 

Is violence and death really the path to the greater good? 

“What?” He asks, sensing your inner turmoil. 

You sit back on his stomach, your body rising and falling with his even breaths. “I don’t know if I could do it.” 

He tugs his hands from beneath your knees easily, resting them on the mat next to your legs. You can feel his fingers twitch as the blood rushes back into them. “You might not have much of a choice.” He says, holding your gaze. There’s a softness in his gaze you have never seen before. “Sometimes it’s the only choice. If they’re attacking you, they’re better off dead. Even if their goal is to take you alive, the things they’ll do to you.” He shakes his head. 

He’s speaking from experience. You know he’s seen things, witnessed the brutality omegas are subjected to at the hands of the worst kinds of alphas and betas. He’s watched omegas die in front of him while he’s sat helpless.

His hand lifts, cupping the back of your head to pull you down closer to his face. You catch yourself with your hands on either side of his head, fighting the urge to tense your shoulders. His hand doesn’t move from the back of your head, his fingers not even twitching as he holds you steady. 

“If they’re willing to do it to you, how many others have been on the receiving end? If you’re not willing to be the last, how many others will come after you?” He says, his gaze intense as he stares at you. “I hope you never have to, but you always have to prepare for the worst.” 

He holds you there for a breath, staring up into your eyes before he releases you, flipping you off of him and onto your back on the mat. He pushes himself up to stand, staring down at you as you lay there, catching your breath and thinking over the last few moments that transpired. 

“Come on. It’s almost time for breakfast.” 

It’s quiet in the rec room. The TV is off for once, only the hum of electricity and the occasional turning of a page the only sound breaking the silence. You and Ghost are the only two in the rec room, both of you relaxing silently as you read. He’s in the chair as usual, and you’re stretched out on the couch. 

You’re only halfway paying attention to your book, still thinking over your conversation with Johnny earlier, and what transpired in the gym during your training session yesterday. You know how much Johnny wants to be with you, and you're more than willing to go that far with him. You like Johnny, more than just as a packmate. It's hard not to fall for him with his confidence and his playful demeanor. You know he's been desperate to take things to the next level too. 

All he's waiting on is you saying the word. 

He will never force you into it. He'll impatiently wait for you to go to him, to tell him that you want it. All jokes and teasing aside, you know he'd never make you feel like you were being forced into something. 

The thought makes you want to cry. 

“Pull his hair.” Ghost’s voice cuts through the silence, nearly making you jump. 

You lower your book so you can see him, eyebrows raising in surprise at his words. “What?” 

“When you finally fuck Johnny, grab him by the mohawk. He likes it.” Ghost says, not even looking up from his own book. 

You stare at him wide-eyed, wondering for a moment if he can read minds, or if you’re just not quite as subtle as you think you’re being. 

“I'll, uh, keep that in mind.” You say, lifting your book again to hide your blushing face. 

The room descends into silence once more, the two of you continuing to read as if nothing had happened, as if that conversation hadn’t transpired. You wish it felt that way in your mind, though. The mental images Ghost’s words have drawn up drowning out the words on the pages that you’re trying to read. You’re trying not to get worked up further, but you can’t help it. After your training session and the thoughts that had come to mind with Ghost, and now these new images of Johnny, you’re sure your scent has begun to sweeten with arousal. 

You need to rectify this, and fast. 

You knock on the door, shifting nervously on your feet. Your hands have disappeared in your sleeves, the weight of your phone in your pocket the only thing keeping you from floating to the ceiling and dissipating into the air from the anxiety. 

Your stomach nearly drops from your body as the door swings open, Gaz standing there in his full glory. 

“Everything alright?” He asks, staring down at you with those big brown eyes. “You look nervous.”

You swallow the nerves, nodding in response. “Yeah, I just...wanted to talk to you for a minute.” 

He steps away from the door, brows still pinched in worry and confusion as he motions for you to enter. You brush past him as you step into his room, taking a look around. You haven't been in his room before. It's slightly smaller than yours and John's, and it doesn't have a private bathroom. There's artwork up on the walls, and a couple of plants on his desk, along with a few personal belongings. It's neat and tidy, not that you expected anything less. 

“What did you want to talk about?” He asks, turning to face you after closing the door. 

You take a deep breath, calming the nervous twist in your stomach. You shouldn’t be nervous. It’s a natural thing to bring up to packmates. You blame it on the fatigue from your lack of sleep putting you on edge.

“I wanted to ask you something.” You start, staring into his big brown eyes. They’re so beautiful, so expressive as they stare down at you. “Johnny and I...we’re going to...sleep together soon and...I just wanted to make sure that was okay? In case maybe you wanted to go first?” 

Kyle’s lips slowly lift up into a smile as you stare at him nervously, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “He’s been an absolute tosser since before your heat, and he’d only become utterly unbearable if he didn’t get to go first.” He steps up closer to you, grinning down at you. “For the sake of everyone’s sanity, I don’t mind being patient. Besides,” He leans down, his breath fanning your ear. “I at least know what you look like naked, so I can occupy myself while I wait.” 

Your face burns with warmth at his words, a shiver running down your spine. He’s not wrong. He’s seen you at your most vulnerable, lost to your heat, naked and stuffed with John’s knot. Your brain flashes back to the start of your heat, the feel of his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your pajama pants. You swallow thickly, meeting his gaze as he pulls back. 

“Enjoy your time with Johnny, love.” He slips his hand into yours, lifting it to his lips. He presses a soft kiss to your knuckles, lips brushing your skin as he speaks. “I’ll be here waiting for you when you’re ready.” 

You feel a bit out of breath as you leave Kyle’s room, and you’re sure your scent has sweetened with arousal and excitement. You might have been tempted to just jump Kyle’s bones right now, had it not been for your desire for Johnny, and your commitment to letting him be first again. You know Kyle’s right. You’d never hear the end of it if Johnny didn’t get the chance to be next in line. 

Now you just have to find him and tell him the good news. 

“Ye look nervous. Are ye nervous?” 

“I mean, this is a big step...” You say, wrapping your arms around Johnny’s neck as he shifts you into his lap. You try not to think about how strong he is, how easily he moves you. 

“Ye don’t have tae do this, if ye don’ want to.” He says, looking down into your eyes. 

“It’s not that...” You say, shifting in his lap. “It’s more...there’s no going back after this.” 

He wraps his arms tighter around you. “If I didnae want it, I wouldnae offer. Yer a fucking stunnin’ omega, kitten. Would be crazy not tae want ye.” 

Your cheeks warm at his words, your gaze dropping from the intensity of his own. His stubble tickles your fingers as you trace the line of his jaw, working your way towards his lips. His tongue darts out, wetting his bottom lip as your fingers trace the jagged scar on his chin. 

“Just...go easy on me? At least this first time?” You say, tracing his lips with your fingers. 

“‘Course, kitten.” He says, pressing a kiss to your fingertips. “Wouldnae want to scare ye away.” 

Your eyes widen slightly at the implications of his words, your stomach fluttering with excitement and a hint of fear at what he could possibly be alluding to. His hand lifts, gently grasping your chin, tilting your face slightly. He closes the distance between you, pressing his lips to yours. 

“Don’ worry.” He murmurs against your lips. “Take good care of ye.” 

You hum against his lips, tasting the chocolate he’d been snacking on when you sought him out as his tongue slips into your mouth. His hand leaves your chin, sliding down your throat to rest right at the base of your throat, fingers splayed across your clavicle. His thumb rests right on the edge of your mating mark, the pressure making you shiver. 

Johnny pulls you tighter against his chest, your arms wrapping around his neck. He moans against your lips as you shift against him, the bulge in his pants pressing against your ass. It’s not the first time you’ve felt it, but this time it’s different. This time you’re going to do something about it. 

“Fucking christ, take ye right here on this couch, if I’m not careful.” Johnny groans, nipping at your bottom lip. 

“Then best take me to bed, Sergeant.” You say, pulling back slightly to give him what you hope is a sultry look. 

The groan that’s pulled from his lips is downright salacious, something flashing in his eyes as you call him by his rank. He curses, tightening his hold around you before he stands, maneuvering you so you’re tossed over his shoulder. You let out a squeak of surprise that’s quickly replaced by giggles as he packs you down the hall to his room. 

He sets you on your feet once you're inside, closing the door. You look around his room, surprised to see it full of art supplies with drawings and paintings all over the walls. You stare open mouthed, taking it all in. It's messier than John and Kyle's rooms, though there's still a sense of order to it. A chaotic order, but you suppose that explains Johnny perfectly. 

“You draw?” You say, studying the art on the walls.

“Aye,” Johnny says, coming up behind you. “In my free time.”

“I didn't know that.” A small smile tugs at your lips. “They're beautiful.”  

“Thank ye, kitten.” He wraps his arms around you from behind, reminding you of why you came in here in the first place. “Not quite as beautiful as you.”

Your face warms at his compliment and you tilt your head back, staring up at him. “You're such a charmer.” 

“Try my best.” He grins, leaning down and kissing your forehead. “Promise I'll show ye my drawings later.”

You turn in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck. “I know. You're desperate.”

“Been waitin’ weeks for this, kitten.” He groans, grinding against you. 

He leans down, pressing his lips to yours. You tighten your grip around his neck, jumping into his arms. He manages to catch you, stumbling half a step back as his hands grip your thighs. You wrap your legs around his waist, lifting yourself so you’re face to face with him. 

“Christ.” He groans against your lips, walking forward until he reaches his bed.

He drops you on your back, your body bouncing on the mattress as he settles on his knees over you. His eyes have darkened as he stares down at you, your stomach twisting in excitement. Warmth has started to pool between your legs, your scent sweetening with arousal. 

Johnny’s hands are rough as they slip under your shirt, tugging it up over your head. He groans, eyes fluttering as he realizes you’re without a bra underneath. He curses quietly, something you can’t quite understand as his hands immediately close around your breasts. Your lips part as he squeezes the flesh in his hands, leaning down to take a nipple in his mouth. You gasp at the sensation as his lips close around the sensitive bud, suckling at it like he’s a man starved. 

Well, you suppose he is. 

He has been waiting for quite a while for this opportunity. Something about it makes your brain tingle, arousal pooling in your stomach at the thought of someone desiring you that much. 

It’s not just him, though. Three of the four members of your pack have expressed their desire for you in such a way. The thought makes your head spin. You’re just a simple omega, and yet, here they are going half crazy over you. 

Johnny releases your nipple with a pop, shifting so he can give the same attention to the other one. Arousal continues to pool between your legs, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. You drag your fingernails across the back of his neck, a shiver wracking through his body, his hips grinding down against your thigh. 

“Fuck,” He gasps, releasing your nipple to stare up at you.

You repeat the motion, dragging your fingers slower. His eyes roll back, hips grinding harder against your thigh. He’s so sensitive, you think, pushing your thigh up against him. He lets out what can only be described as almost a whine, rutting his hips against your leg. 

“Fuck,” He curses again, pushing himself back up onto his knees. “Tonight is about you, kitten.” He takes a deep breath before slipping his fingers under the waistband of your pants, tugging them down quickly and tossing them on the floor next to your shirt. 

He sinks his teeth into his lip as he stares down at your panties, one of the pairs he got you on your shopping trip before your date with John. You had changed into them specifically for Johnny, remembering how excited he’d looked when he bought you five pairs of the lacy garments. He groans quietly as he runs his fingers over your lace covered skin, slowly lowering his fingers between your thighs. He glances up at you, meeting his gaze and you give him a nod before his fingers dip lower, trailing the wet spot on the lacy fabric. 

You part your legs more for him as he rubs you through your panties, quiet moans leaving your lips at the feeling of the friction from the fabric. His eyes are still on you, glued to your face as the pleasure begins to build just from his touch. You buck your hips against his hand, searching out more. More pleasure, more of his touch, more of him. 

“Look at ye, needy little thing.” He groans, his thumb dragging up your slit until he finds your clit, slowly circling it through the fabric. “Barely touched ye an’ yer cunt’s already soakin’ yer skids. Fucking sweet little thing, so needy for me, aren’t ye?” 

You push yourself up onto your elbows, staring down at him. “Are you going to sit there and run your mouth all night, or are you going to fuck me?” 

He grins wickedly at you. “I’m just gettin’ started, kitten.” 

He leans down, pressing a kiss to the inside of your knee before trailing kisses up your inner thigh. His thumb continues to stroke you through your panties, applying more and more pressure as he gets closer and closer to your center. He whispers out a curse as he shoves your panties to the side, revealing your glistening folds to him. He leans forward, warm breath fanning your slit before he closes his mouth around you. 

You gasp at the sensation, dropping back onto your back on the bed as he drags his tongue through your folds, flicking it across your clit before he closes his lips around the sensitive bud, suckling at it like he did your nipples earlier. Pleasure shoots through you as he eats you like a man starved, slurping away at your pussy obscenely. 

“Fuck, Johnny!” You gasp, legs trying to close around his head, but he holds your inner thighs, keeping them spread. 

You’re not going to last very long, not with him alternating between sucking at your clit and swirling his tongue around it like that. He’s done this before, and you can’t help the momentary spike of jealousy at the thought of him between any other omega’s thighs now that he has you. 

“Gonna cum!” You whine, hips bucking against his face. 

“Yeah? Gonna make a mess all over my face?” He groans. 

You curse, your back arching as he continues to work you up, hands fisting his sheets. 

“That’s it.” He groans against your clit, dragging his teeth over the sensitive bud. “Be a good omega for me.” 

You cum with a cry, soaking his chin as he continues to tease you. He laps at your juices, not slowing any as he works you through your orgasm, even as you begin to shake with overstimulation. 

“I-I can’t.” You gasp, the burning feeling starting to pulse through you as he continues to suck at your clit. It’s quickly becoming too much, the feeling overwhelming you. 

Ghost’s words flash through your mind at that moment, his suggestion yesterday while you both spent time in the rec room reading. You reach down, sinking your fingers into Johnny’s mohawk, gripping the short strands. He lets out a groan as you tug, pulling his face from your pussy finally. His chin is glistening with your release, his tongue darting out to lick your juices from his lips. 

He follows as you tug upwards, drawing him away from your pussy. He crawls up your body until you’re almost face to face, your fingers still tangled in his hair. 

“I said that’s enough.” You say, slightly breathless from your orgasm, but you put as much authority in your tone as you can manage. 

“Yes ma’am.” He practically whines, the muscles in his arms flexing as he sinks his own fingers into the sheets around you. 

The sudden shift in control has something buzzing in your brain, the back of your neck tingling. You’re an omega. You’re not supposed to be in control, and yet, here Johnny is, practically folding in front of you. A thrill shoots through your veins at the thought of what you could make him do, what lengths he’d go to for you simply because you have him in this position. 

“Take your clothes off.” You say, releasing his mohawk. 

He sits back without complaint, tugging his shirt over his head. You take him in, the hard lines of his muscles, the dark hair on his chest, the line disappearing under the waistband of his pants. You lick your lips as he undoes the button on his pants, undoing the zipper before tugging them down with his boxers. 

His cock is hard and practically standing at attention as he kicks his pants off. He’s slightly smaller than John, but not by much. Your pussy clenches at the thought of him inside you, but you’re not ready for that quite yet. You guide Johnny back up to your face, pressing your lips against his. You can taste yourself on him, making him groan as you lick into his mouth. 

You guide him onto his back, trading places with him. He settles beneath you, his hands lifting to your hips, but you push them back as you pull away. You smirk down at him for a moment before you move, changing your position so you’re facing away from him. You trap his hands against the bed with your legs like Ghost showed you, sitting yourself on his taut stomach. He has a clear view of your ass still sporting your lacy panties, your wet folds pressed against his skin. 

“Simon show ye that one?” He asks, flexing his hands under you. He could easily overpower you and free himself, but he doesn’t.

“Uh huh.” You say, wrapping your hand around his cock. 

“Hells bells, what are you two gettin’ into during trainin’?” He groans, obviously starting to picture the lewd things you and Ghost might be doing. You wonder how he’d react to seeing you on top of Ghost like you were yesterday. 

“He’s just teaching me how to defend myself.” You say, slowly pumping his cock. “I’m finding there’s not much of a difference between fucking and fighting.” 

Johnny lets out another groan, but you’re not sure if it’s because of your words, or your hand on his cock. You continue to pump his length, feeling the softness of him in your hand, squeezing gently to feel the vein running along the bottom side. Johnny lets out a choked groan, hands twitching again under your legs. 

“Fuck, I cannae last much longer.” He gasps desperately, his length twitching in your hand. 

Pearly white beads of precum have begun to slip from his tip, and you can’t help but lean down and drag your tongue across his head, gathering some in your mouth. He lets out a whine that rivals ones of your own, his hips bucking as he gets closer and closer to his own orgasm. 

“Please, kitten, let me cum inside ye.” He begs, pulling his hands free from underneath you so he can grip your hips. 

You pull away from his cock, sitting up on his stomach. He’s panting, his fingers digging into the skin of your hips. You shift yourself again, turning back around to face him. His eyes are hooded as he stares at you, pupils blown with lust. His lips are parted as he pants, sweat beading on his forehead from the strain of holding himself back. You push yourself back until you’re hovering over his cock, pulling your panties to the side with one hand, grabbing his length with the other. 

You groan as you sink down onto him, bracing yourself with a hand on his stomach as he stretches you open. His hands settle on your waist, squeezing your hips as you work yourself down his length. 

“Fuck,” You breathe, pressing your hands against his abs as you sink down completely onto his cock, your hips flush with his. 

“So fucking tight and warm,” He groans, his grip near bruising around your hips. “Fucking feel fantastic, kitten.” 

You slowly begin rocking your hips, using your hands on his stomach for leverage. Your toes are curling already from this angle, the tip of his cock brushing that spot deep inside you with every rock of your hips. Small whines and whimpers leave your lips as you fuck yourself on his cock, squeezing your legs around his hips. They’re shaking already, and you know you won’t last long in this position. 

Johnny seems to notice that as well, his grip on your hips tightening as he starts to guide your movements. You’re starting to sweat from the effort, your thighs burning, but it feels too good to stop. You’re getting close again, the stretch of him inside you paired with the high of having such control over him just a few moments ago driving you closer and closer to the edge. 

Johnny pushes himself up as your movements begin to slow, wrapping his arms around you to shift you in his lap, laying you down on the bed facing the footboard as he slots himself over you. He takes over, thrusting into you, setting a frantic pace. Your head falls back as he pounds into you, your back arching as he folds his body over yours, pressing his face into your neck. 

“Gonna cum for me? Need tae feel ye squeezing ‘round my cock.” He grunts, nipping at the skin of your throat. 

You let out a whimper, nails digging into his shoulders. “Just like that.” You pant, squeezing your legs around his hips. “Don’t stop!” 

“Yes, ma’am.” He groans, continuing to rut into you like your pussy is the only thing that can save his life. 

You practically see stars as you cum, squeezing around his cock as pleasure jolts through your body like electricity. Your hips buck against his, grinding together like some sort of forbidden dance as he’s forced into his own orgasm by your walls squeezing around him. His hips stutter before he stills, warmth spurting into you as he cums. You hold him there, his body trembling with yours as he groans into your throat. 

“Fucking hell.” He moans, starting to shallowly thrust into you. He’s still hard, his cock dragging through your sensitive walls as he continues to fuck you despite having just orgasmed. “Never gonnae tire of this sweet cunt.” 

He probably won’t, you think as he continues to slowly thrust into you again. 

You’re in for a long night. 

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[fallenneziah]

is it too much if i ask you to do a part two of alpha!ghost and omega!reader 🥹

Ah, don't worry @dragonstoneshortcake I will feed you more.

Alpha!Ghost and Omega!Reader pt2

If you haven't you can go back and read part 1 and 3

Your first heat with Alpha!Ghost was one that would stick with you. Ghost all the same. After that first heat, watching his seed slowly dripping from your fluttering hole. He wanted to do it all over again.

Alpha!Ghost who let's you keep his shirt, telling you, "you might need it sweetheart," with a wink and starts to pack himself up.

Omega!Reader who does in fact need that shirt. Who has unexplainable want to burrow into it. Whimpering at night and holding it tight to suffocate you like a pillow.

Like a rabbit kicking it's back legs from excitement or anxiousness.

Omega!Reader who hasn't experienced anything like Ghost's thick cock deep inside them. Who moan loudly as they think about his knot stuck inside your sweet hole.

Alpha!Ghost who gets in teasing touches during practice. Hand gliding down reader's ass or over their shoulder. Warm breath fanning to their ear, tumbling deeply when he sees the sore bite marks that still remain seared on their skin.

Alpha!Ghost who ruts his cock between his pillow, trying to get friction like that little omega, the chemical reaction of your heat burned into his mind.

Omega!Reader who breaks the cycle and heads to Ghost's office, tenacious and eager. The smell of your delicious pheromones tell him all he needs to know before he's sliding you closer, hands on your hips, guiding you along.

Omega!Reader who takes Ghost's cock in their mouth, sweat tears rolling as Ghost's hips cant up, his voice vibrating in their stomach.

"Oh such a good fuckin' angel... So fuckin' pretty on my cock, so fuckin' pretty..." He groans, stroking your cheek as saliva drips down your chin and you choke down his length.

Alpha!Ghost who plays into and teases reader for being so needy. Spanking their ass as he takes down their pants, bending them over the desk and growling in their ear as his fingers work their hole.

Omega!Reader who whines in reply, bringing this interaction down simply to submit, and submitted. The animal in desperation and the animal willing to give. Basic instincts imbedded in your genes telling you to take him. And take him all.

Alpha!Ghost who doesn't care that your pheromones spread. Others will know it's him taking you. His cock sinking into your hole, pushing you against the desk, nails digging in.

"Look at you- oh fuckin' 'ell sweetheart-" He growls.

Alpha!Ghost who doesn't spare you anymore than last time. He knows you're out of heat and just want his cock, and he'll give it to you. Rearranging your insides and keeping you completely pinned under him. Seeing you squirm and arch before giving up makes him feel so good.

Alpha!Ghost who gets you on his knot, slamming deep inside of you, feeling how far he's pushed, that slight swell in your belly from how deep his cock is seated inside you.

"You look so good on my knot..." He admires his work, he admires your body.

Sitting in his chair and caressing your body. Making you whimper and shiver. His lips and tongue tasting every little bit of you. Your sweet scent just leaking off you.

Alpha!Ghost who hadn't talked with you about what you actually were. You'd fucked twice and he didn't really know If you'd want it further.

Did that stop him from protecting you? No.

Alpha!Ghost who is so protective over you more now than ever. If you're sparring with someone else and they remotely touch you wrong Ghost is up in their face with a nasty snarl.

That's his. You back away. Back the fuck away.

Alpha!Ghost who as far as he's concerned, mated or not, you're his. His seed stains your insides, he's been closest to your smell than anyone in base, he's seen you in heat. He's pounded your brains out.

You. Are. His.

Omega!Reader who finds themselves at Ghost's door often after nightmares. When they'd opt to be alone mostly, they can't help wanting his scent. Hearing him hum as he let's you in, smelling him everywhere.

Omega!Reader burrowing into Ghost's side and his blankets, unable to help being completely consumed by the scent. It's not bad, they sniff him, paw at him, shifting through the night.

Alpha!Ghost who finds it... Rather adorable that you want more of him. Shifting a little so you can press your face up to his chest, inhaling deeply and whimpering into his arms.

Omega!Reader who completely melts when his arms wrap around them, feeling very comforted and safe with him.

Omega!Reader whose nightly occurrences in Ghost's room because frequent. Every other night the two share a bed, sometimes leading to his cock down your throat as you slowly or desperately suck him off.

Or other times it ends with his knot deep inside you, whispering about how he'll get you pregnant. He'll knock you up so good with his pups.

Omega!Reader whose fantasies are all Ghost. Him pounding them full of pups and making them leak. Back arched and crying out his name like it's the only word they know.

Omega!Reader knowing they want so much more with Ghost. Knowing they want off their pills, to let his seed get them pregnant. Who wants to be called his mate. Who wants that so so badly.

Omega!Reader who will notice how Ghost gets flirted with by betas around the base and will end up whining. Like a neglected puppy.

"What's wrong love? Someone step on your tail?" Ghost will tease, unaware the other officers flirting has severely ticked you off.

Omega!Reader who tries to pull Ghost to their whim once, getting so far as a utility closet before Ghost shoves them in, pressing his chest to their back, hearing them whimper desperately for something.

"Shh, think you get to do that sweetheart? No, no angel." He whispers, kissing your cheek and rutting against your ass.

I'm sure you'll work it out together somehow 😉

[lesservillain]

alpha!steddie x omega!reader Part One. summary: after finding yourself in a pinch, an ad in the local paper for a paid surrogacy gig catches your attention. free food, housing, and all doctor visits covered, and all you have to do is pop a baby out for a a hot alpha couple? what could go wrong! cw: OMEGAVERSE. established steddie. smut, angst, m/m/f, anal (m receiving), daisy chain, free use kink, breeding kink, lots of unprotected piv, surrogacy, strangers to lovers, alpha x alpha relationships are considered taboo wc: 10.6k

A heavy ball of nerves filled your gut as you sat in the busy coffee shop. You sipped on your drink, eyes darting to the door every time it opened as you waited for them to show up. Them being the alpha couple that you contacted the day before. 

Looking for a way to make some money in this small town that you’d decided to settle in, an ad in the classifieds caught your attention. 

Wanted: Omega Surrogate for Male Alpha Couple.

It wasn’t something you’d expected to see in the Sunday paper. Hawkins came off as a more conservative town, and it was pretty common practice for people to look at male alpha and same sex beta couples a certain way. 

Of all the combinations of couples in this world, most of them could produce children except for two male alphas and same sex betas which made the coupling quite the taboo. It was pretty well known that most adoptive agencies and surrogacy clinics wouldn’t assist those kinds of couples, so an ad like that isn’t uncommon, just not something you would have bet money on finding.

The ad itself seemed very enticing. The couple lived in an allegedly nice neighborhood called Loch Nora, according to the barista you’d asked. It made sense considering the couple said they would pay for all your needs like food and doctors appointments. 

You were currently living in a motel while you searched for a place to live here. And the more time you spend searching, the more money you spend on food, the less you have to put down for a deposit. So the offer to have your food paid for for the next 9 months was something you weren’t about to pass up.

The bell on the coffee shop door rang again. Your eyes flicked to see two men walk in. They were both clearly alphas; tall, handsome, and their mixed scents were strong enough to reach your nose even over the strong coffee smell. They were quite the opposite of each other; the one looking like he belonged on a stage performing for a metal concert, and the other looked like he just came from a business casual style modeling gig. 

Their eyes began to scan the shop and it hit you that this might be the alpha couple that’s meeting you. Butterflied erupted in your stomach at the thought of the two of them together. The omegas in this town must have all collectively cried when these two got together.

The rock star guy’s eyes caught yours first. You gave him a small wave and he perked up and returned the gesture excitedly. He bumped the model guy and pointed you out to him, saying something in his ear before the two of them made their way to you. As they got closer, the knot in your stomach got tighter. How they hell were these guys so attractive?

The model guy approached you first, saying your name like a question, as if to confirm you’re who he talked to on the phone.

“Yep, that’s me,” you say as you stand to greet them. “You must be Steve. Your voice sounds familiar.” The model guy nods, pointing his thumb over his shoulder.

“Yes, I’m Steve. And this is Eddie, my partner.” Eddie takes a step forward and extends his hand to you. You take it to shake, but as soon as your hand touches his, a shock of electricity shoots up your arm and all over your body. It was a feeling you’d never had before, and it made you pull away from him. You wondered if he felt it too by the way he looked at his hand and then to you.

“Everything okay?” Steve says, extending his hand out to you as well. 

“Y-yeah, it’s fine,” Eddie says, wringing his wrist in his other hand. You nod, not sure what to say as you grab Steve’s hand to shake. But the same thing happens when you touch him as well.

“Woah,” Steve says with a laugh, pulling his hand away. “There must be a lot of static in here or something.”

“Must be,” you say as you shake your head, sitting back down in your booth seat. 

The two men slide into the seats opposite of you, shoulder to shoulder like any other couple would. Steve opens the flap of his blazer, pulling out a stack of papers from it’s inner pocket and laying it on the table, attempting to flatten it with his…vary large hands.

“Okay, so,” Steve starts, running a hand through his hair. He takes a breath and looks to Eddie and then to you. Eddie’s fingers lace together on the table as his thumbs fidget nervously, is attention staying on the papers.

“This is kind of the guidelines we’ve come up with for what we’ve planned out.” Steve slides the paperwork across the table to you. “Like we said on the phone yesterday, we can negotiate some things to work better for you if you decide to go through with this. Just let us know what we might need to change and we can have our lawyer rewrite it.”

At that last sentence, you realized this was a contract. It made sense that they would want one. What if you had decided to keep the baby and run away? Not that you would. Your life was too much a mess right now to take care of a kid on your own. And you were relieved when you read that they wouldn’t abandon you with the child either.

When you went to flip the page, you could see Eddie physically shift from over the papers edge. There was a pink tint to his cheeks, his eyes downcast with…embarrassment?

“Um,” Steve clears his throat, “This next page…” He hesitates, mouth opening and closing like he can’t quite figure out what he wants to say. “We, uh, we asked for an omega specifically for a reason.”

Your eyes caught the title for the next section of the contract: 

Terms of Conception. 

“Terms?” You say as you begin to read on. Honestly, when they’d confirmed that they would pay for all of your doctors appointments, you’d just assumed that included the insemination appointments. They were a couple after all, one that had been together for more than 5 years now, so you’d figured there wouldn’t be any...intrusion on your part.

But that became abundantly clear that was not what they had in mind.

“We just figured it would be easier and less invasive on your end if we did things more naturally.” Steve’s tone was slightly distressed, worried that their proposal would run you off once you fully understood their terms.

‘The surrogate party agrees to stop all forms of suppressants and birth prevention measures. Heat cycles will be tracked and monitored by all parties for peak conception. Intercourse will be performed by all parties during the following days leading up to and during the peak fertility window. Due to the schedules of the donating party, said party requests that the surrogate party legally, physically, and emotionally consents to make themselves available at all times to the donating party. This includes at all hours of the day and night, as needed.’

“The consent part is really important to us, too.” Steve adds, pointing to the papers in your hands. “Obviously we want you to feel comfortable enough to tell us no, but sometimes with our jobs we don’t work set hours.” Eddie moves for the first time since you turned the page, nodding quickly in agreement to Steve’s words.

“I get it…” you say, pretending to keep reading even though you’re mind is reeling. “It’s like…free game, right?” You laugh nervously, and the two men both shift very differently where they sit. Eddie’s eyebrows go up, leaning into the table with interest in your phrasing, while Steve seems to tense up a bit, his ears turning red.

“That’s a good way to put it,” Eddie says with a nod, “We just want to make sure you’re willing to work with us. We—” Eddie looks to Steve with a smile, “We’ve been talking about this for at least a year now, and we’re really ready to take this next step.”

The way the two men look at each other in front of you makes you melt from how lovey they are. It becomes abundantly clear that, to them, this is just an obligatory step to expand their family. A means to an end for a couple that wouldn’t be able to get help any other way. 

“Oh!” Steve says as if he suddenly remembered something, “This isn’t in the contract yet, but Eddie and I were talking last night when you said you were still looking for a place to live. Well, we live in a fairly big house and we think that for the sake of…convenience, for lack of a better word, that we would like you to stay with us during this whole process. It would give you plenty of time to get a feel of the town, find a place to live.”

You looked at the two men with surprise. You’d be lying if you hadn’t thought about asking to live with them, but you didn’t think that they would be the one offering. And all of Steve’s points made sense to you so it didn’t take long to mull it over in your mind. 

“Well, I mean, as long as this isn’t some elaborate plan to murder me, then I don’t see why not.” 

Steve and Eddie visibly relax, both of them laughing at your joke.

“Nah, we wouldn’t put this much effort just to kill anyone,” Eddie says with a playful jab at Steve, who shakes his head at Eddie’s antics.

“So, does that mean you’re okay with our terms? We totally understand if it’s not something you are comfortably with, and we can give you a couple of days to think about it if you need to—”

Free food, free housing, free healthcare, and all you have to do is let these two hot guys cum in you until you give them a baby?

“I’ll do it.”

It’s been two weeks since you’d moved in with Steve and Eddie. They took you to your hotel and gathered the little belongings you had and moved you in that same night into their spare bedroom on the second floor. It was directly across the hall from their bedroom, which made sense to you considering the nature of your arraignment. Why shove you all the way on the other side of the house if they were going to need easy access to you during your heat cycles?

After a bit of discussion, they told you that they didn’t want you to worry about getting a job right away. Something about it being too stressful while trying to get you pregnant? You didn’t argue, instead putting your focus on keeping the house put together for them. 

They weren’t exaggerating when they said their hours were a bit all over the place work wise. Eddie recently took over ownership of the local body shop and Steve was a regional manager for Family Video after working his way up in the company. With both of them having so much responsibility, a normal person would wonder how the two of them would ever find time to be with each other.

If someone were to ask you, though, you’d tell them that you are very much aware of how often they spend time together. And that answer would be almost every night.

It was baffling how after both of them working sometimes 10 hour shifts, the both of them still had enough energy to fuck each other almost every night. Loudly, you might add. You’re not sure if they think you can’t hear them or if they’re just so used to living alone that they didn’t think about you being there while they bash their headboard into the wall for hours.

You had mixed feelings about it. Part of you wan annoyed, because it was honestly hard to sleep some nights at first. Part of you was jealous because you hadn’t gotten any since you’d broken up with your ex, and part of your contract included you not having any other partners until after conception. And because of that, part of you was frustrated.

Sure, you were contractually obligated to have sex with them, but it was ultimately on their terms. They were still a couple, and you were just there to fulfill a service. You doubted that even when the time does come that there will be much intimacy between you and the two of them. 

You can take care of yourself, and there have been a couple nights where their sounds have helped you get yourself off fairly quickly. But you were getting to a point where you wish you had a toy or something to make things a little easier. You still had a little money that you didn’t spend before moving in. Maybe on a day they were both gone you could call a cab and see if this town has a sleazy sex shop that no one talks about.

“Good morning,” Eddie yawns, entering the kitchen. He was shirtless per usual, the loose plaid pajama pants slipping dangerously low on his hips as he stretched. 

“Morning,” Steve greeted, eyes still on some paperwork that he was looking over from work.

“Good afternoon, Eddie,” you say with knowing smile, placing a plate in front of him where he sat next to Steve at the island.

“Shit, is it afternoon already?” Steve looked up, his glasses sitting at the end of his nose as he squinted to see the time on the stove.

“Must be Sunday,” Eddie says with a mouth full of sandwich. “It’s feels like it’s been forever since I’ve gotten to sleep in.”

“You slept in last Sunday, babe,” Steve says with a pointed look.

“Maybe I’ll go back to sleep if you’re gonna have that attitude.”

Steve scoffs, rolling his eyes at his husband. Eddie laughs and plants a kiss on Steve’s cheek.

“Do you guys have any plans today?” You ask, cleaning up the mess from lunch. The two look at each other.

“No.”

“Nope, not today.”

“Oh, maybe you two could go on a date?”

Steve looked at Eddie excitedly, who gave him a toothy grin in return.

“That's not a bad idea,” Eddie says. “Been a while since we’ve gone out together.”

The two of them iron out the details of their spontaneous date. From the sounds of it, they’d probably be gone most of the afternoon and possibly into the night. It was a perfect opportunity to make a trip into town for your own plans.

Once the coast was clear, you took the opportunity to look through the phone book to see if any kind of shop was listed. You found a taxi company first, dog earring the page to go back to as you kept on with your search. 

As you sat there, you didn’t quite catch the way the temperature in your body started to rise. You pulled on the collar of your shirt to fan yourself as you turned the pages, which slowly became less and less clear to you as your vision began to go fuzzy. The mixed smells that you’d gotten used to all the sudden became very potent, filling your brain with the scent of alpha musk.

Before you even realized it, you were on your feet and up the stairs. Opening the door to the room across the hall from yours, you immediately find the hampers full of Steve’s and Eddie’s clothes that they kept in there. You thanked yourself for forgetting to start the laundry this morning as you dumped all the clothes onto the floor of their walk in closet. 

It was heavenly to be in there surrounded by all of their clothes, towels, and other materials that you found to be suffice for your nest. At some point you’d taken off your own clothes and replaced them with one of the boy’s shirts and another’s pair of sweats. You curled into yourself, surrounded by their scent as you slowly felt yourself drifting off to sleep.

You had no idea how long you laid there for. All you could focus on was the safe feeling of your nest and the throbbing between your legs that gradually became more prominent as time passed. It felt natural for you to want to call for your ex, even when you were surrounded by other alphas scents. Your body was just desperate for any relief.

“Shit, there you are.”

A light fills the closet, breaking you from your trance and you call your ex’s name again.

“Shhh, no, it’s Steve.” 

You feel your body being lifted from your nest. It almost puts you in a panic until you get a full whiff of Steve’s scent up close. You rub your face against the skin of his neck, whimpering as the pain between your legs becomes more of a strobing feeling.

“Is she okay?” Eddie’s scent breaches Steve’s take over of your nose. You can feel the heat of his body next to yours as he moves in close. A hand lays across your forehead for a moment, and naturally you lean into the touch before it’s pulled away.

“She’s burning up.” Eddie’s voice sounds slightly slurred, but you can’t tell if it’s him or if your hearing is being affected by your heat.

“I thought we had a couple more days,” Steve huffs. You can almost make out the distressed look on his face with how closely he’s holding you.

“I’ll take her,” Eddie says, his hands moving around you to take you from Steve. But Steve doesn’t budge. In fact, his grip on you tightens, pulling your body closer to his chest.

“N-no,” Steve stutters. There’s an aggressive tone in his voice as he speaks, and you feel him moving you away. It’s hard to tell, but it feels like he may be crawling across the bed with you in his grasp.

“Give her to me, Steve.” Eddie’s voice is demanding, and you feel the pressure in the room change. Steve takes a deep breath in before he lays you down on the bed, the cool feeling of their sheets hitting your warm skin and giving you the chills.

Your eyes open to see Steve stripping his clothes. As your vision comes into focus, you can see the way he looks down at you hungrily with lidded eyes. His mouth hangs open as his breathing picks up, his shirt long gone as he starts on his belt.

The bed dips and you see Eddie make his way over to you and Steve. He’d gotten down to his boxers, a prominent tent where he’s straining underneath the tight material.

“Move,” Eddie growls, pushing Steve over and sliding his way between your spread legs. His eyes are dark, locked on your exposed pussy like a predator about to go in for the kill. In a swift motion he pulls his boxers down to free his cock. It makes an audible smack against his stomach, the head almost purple with how hard he was.

The sight of his alpha cock pushes your body over the edge and a wave of arousal spills from you and onto the sheets below in preparation. Eddie strokes himself, his hand rubbing up and down his length before he moves to position himself at your entrance. Even just feeling the tip against you has you bucking your hips and whining for him. Eddie’s lips curl into a smile at your desperation, nudging you again to tease you more.

Just as Eddie’s about to push himself into you, Steve lunges at him, sending Eddie almost over the side of the bed. There’s a feral look in Steve’s eye as he moves in where Eddie was between your legs. 

Even in your delirious state, your eyes go wide when you see Steve’s alpha cock nudging between your legs. Your body is built to take alpha cocks, which are normally bigger than any other second gender when it comes to size. But you were still reeling as Steve’s cock began to push inside of you, questioning how your body was going to accommodate the whole thing as he began to split you open inch by inch. 

The loud moans that came from your chest filled the room the further he pushed in. Another wave of arousal pushes through you and out to coat Steve’s cock. His body rocked slowly to let you accommodate him, fully aware of how big he really was. Steve’s head rolls back, mouth hung open in pleasure with each thrust. 

“Damn it, Steve” you hear Eddie hiss from beside you. Your head lulls to the side as the bed dips again. Eddie starts to crawl towards you and Steve and you wonder if he’s going to try and push him out of you. Instead, Eddie grabs Steve by the back of his head and crashes his lips into his. You watched as the two alpha’s kissed, their tongues moving in a dance with each other and their teeth clashing with each movement of their lips.

With Steve distracted by his husbands lips on his, he forgets that he was trying to be gentle with you and begins to really thrust. All at once he’s fully seated inside you, barely pulling back before pushing himself all the way back in over and over. It’s so much all at once, overstimulating your body to the point where you cum hard on his cock. 

Steve gasps as you squeeze him over and over, pulling away from Eddie to look at your face. Your eyes roll back into your head and the noise you let out as you cum is choked and guttural. 

“She’s pretty when she cums, isn’t she, big boy?” Eddie’s looking at you with that same predatory expression, a devilish smile on his face as he watches you cum on his husbands cock. Steve nods dumbly, barely cognizant of anything other than the feeling of your tight cunt on his cock as he continues to rock into you.

“Wow, Stevie,” Eddie teases, “I figured you would have cum by now. Her pussy that good that you don’t wanna be out of it yet?” 

Another lazy nod. Steve is panting like a dog over you now, his body slowly slumping forward as he lays himself on top of you. He’s humping into you with no rhyme or rhythm, only chasing his own pleasure as he drools onto your skin.

“Hmmm, well, maybe I need to help you speed things up a bit.” 

From over Steve’s shoulder, you see Eddie’s hand rubbing down Steve’s ass to the small of his back and back up again. You see Steve’s brows jump up before his forehead lands in the crook of your neck. 

Eddie’s eyes meet yours, and you feel your heart skip a beat. He pauses for a moment before he leans over Steve’s body, his big, ringed hand moving in front of your face. He presents his thumb to you, and places it against your tongue. Instinctively, you take the digit in your mouth and suck, twirling your tongue around it inside of your mouth. Eddie hums in satisfaction,a deep chuckle rolling in his chest before pulling his thumb from between your lips. 

“Such a good girl,” he says with a wink. You feel yourself clench around Steve from Eddie’s praise, and he lets out a sharp breath against your neck.

You watch as Eddie’s hand lands back on Steve’s ass. The thumb that had been in your mouth sinks its way inside Steve and the effect is immediate. With only a few more sharp thrusts, you immediately feel yourself being filled with Steve’s thick, hot seed. His cock throbs inside of you as his release seems to be endless. 

The pain in your core dulled with every drop of cum that coats you inside. You feel like you could pass out from exhaustion, but the sudden tightening feeling inside of you has you gasping as Steve’s knot grows inside of you.

Eddie looks at you wish confusion, not expecting your pained expression. 

“What the—Steve, did you fucking knot her?”

Steve’s eyes shoot open, looking at you with more clarity than he ever has before. And in your close proximity, you were able to really look at him. The redness that dusted his freckles cheeks, his long eyelashes that framed his beautiful hazel eyes, the little moles that decorated his skin like constellations in the sky. 

Steve Harrington was beautiful.

“Steve!” Eddie called his name again. Steve looked down between the two of you and sighed.

“Yeah, I’m sorry I—I just didn’t pull out fast enough.”

Eddie sighed, shaking his head. In your contract, the three of you had agreed not that there wouldn’t be any knotting if the other person was waiting their turn with you. 

Sometimes it takes a while for a knot to go down if the knotting alpha knows that another alpha is trying to get to his omega. It’s just a biological thing as most alpha and omega dynamic don’t include two alphas sharing an omega. The whole point of the knot is to keep the alpha’s sperm in the omega for as long as possible and to prevent another alpha from impregnating the omega.

 “You better think of Mrs.Henderson in her underwear to get that to go down faster,” Eddie says with an accusatory tone and Steve grimaces. Eddie’s comment makes you laugh, and Steve looks at you wildly.

“Don’t-don’t laugh,” he hisses through his teeth, “It makes you squeeze me and that’s not going to help my shit go down.”

“Sorry.” You look away from him. If you weren’t still inflicted by your heat, you’d probably feel something along the lines of embarrassment or guilt for your current situation. Because you want to wrap your arms around Steve’s neck and pull him in for a kiss, like the one that him and Eddie had shared. 

You wanted that with Eddie, too, though.

You hadn’t even realized that you’d fallen asleep until you felt the pressure between your legs shift. Your eyes flutter open, and you watch as Steve sits up and moves to the edge of the bed. His knot had gone down but his cock was still as hard as it was before he had pushed himself inside of you.

But your view of Steve was obstructed as Eddie took his place between your legs. He leaned over you until he was as close to you as Steve was.

“Got it in you for more, princess?” Eddie asks sweetly, his hand caressing your face. His scent washed over you and you were immediately back into that fuzzy headspace. You nod up at him eagerly, pleading to him with big, glassy eyes.

Eddie gives you a toothy grin. He gives you a peck on your nose before he leans back on his haunches.

“Can I move you around?” He asks. You nod, and he wastes no time moving you onto your stomach. He maneuvers your body so that your ass is up in the air for him and you can hear him hum at the view.

“Look at you dripping, sweet thing,” he says mesmerized. “Can’t wait to add to the mess.” The head of his cock nudges at your sopping pussy, slipping inside with little resistance as your arousal and Steve’s cum acts as a lubricant. 

Even with the stretch of Steve’s cock, Eddie still felt like he was filling you up as he pushed himself all the way inside you. Eddie stilled against you when he was fully inside. His hands grip your sides as he breathes heavily in and out behind you.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Steve says in a mocking tone. “Pussy too good?”

“Shut up,” Eddie says in a clipped tone. His body starts to move, his thrusts picking up quickly and deeply.

“Oooooooh, my god,” you moan out, gripping the bed desperately to keep yourself grounded as Eddie drills into you. 

“Fuuuuuck, that feel good, sweetheart? Mmmmm you’re so fucking tight, shit.”

“Don’t wanna hear any lip from you when you knot her, too,” Steve pants, his voice sounding closer than it did before. You crane your neck to look over your shoulder and find that Steve is kissing along Eddie’s jaw, down his neck and onto his tattooed shoulders. Steve’s big hand interlaces with Eddie’s on your sides, gripping you enough to pull your ass back and bounce is against Eddie over and over again. Eddie stills his movements and lets Steve move your body instead, his cock twitching like crazy inside of you.

“Hmm, it’s kinda like your pussy toy that you love so much.” Eddie’s breath hitches at Steve’s words. “Except it’s better because it’s the real thing, huh?”

“Ye-yeah,” Eddie stutters. His brows are pinched and jaw slack as Steve continues to use your pussy to fuck his husband. You almost miss the subtle way Steve’s body moves behind Eddie, sure that he’s rubbing his still hard cock against Eddie’s backside as he watches his husbands dick move in and out of you. 

Watching the intimate display between two lovers going on behind you while you’re body is compared to nothing but a toy sends a wave of heat through you. It only takes a few more Steve assisted thrusts before you’re coming undone on Eddie’s cock, soaking him with a mixture of yours and Steve’s cum. 

“Jesus Christ!”

Eddie pushes against Steve’s grip, knocking them away to regain control. Eddie’s body shifts, and his cold rings sting against the hot skin of your shoulders as he grabs them, pulling you back until your body is steady. The momentum of his thrusts picks up tenfold as he begins to fuck you in a feral manner. Eddie’s grunting and hissing coupled with his lack of checking on your comfort puts you fully in a haze. Words fall from your lips with no thoughts behind them.

“Please cum. Please cum. Want your cum. Want your cum so bad.”

“Holy shit.”

All at once Steve lets out a long groan and Eddie’s thrusts suddenly become sloppy. His cum begins to fill you as he still moves shakily in and out of your abused pussy. The thrusts finally stop as Eddie falls forward and crushes you under his weight, his arms wrapping around you and holding you tightly as his knot expands within you.

“Mmmmmmmm.” He hums against your shoulder as he inhales your scent.

“Don’t kill her,” Steve jokes followed by the sound of a hand smacking skin. Eddie’s body jolts, his head turning to look back at Steve.

“I’m not killing her. Am I killing you?”

“Well…” It obvious that you’re struggling a bit to breathe under Eddie’s weight. A moment passes and al the sudden your being flipped, ack against Eddie’s chest and your legs spread as they drape over Eddie’s strong thighs. 

Steve is at the end of the bed, his eyes locked on where you and Eddie are connected. His large hand stroked his cock, chest jolting with a particular roll of his fist over his cock.

“Like what you see, big boy?” Eddie chuckles next to your ear, his cheek rubbing against the side of your head. “I think this one’s spent for now. But if you need to get off, I’m still here.” 

A smile tugs on Steve’s lips.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” he says, shuffling towards the two of you until he’s between you once again. You watch in awe as Steve’s hand reaches out, his gentle touch landing on Eddie’s taught balls, rubbing them a few times before descending out of sight. Eddie gasps under you, letting in a sharp breath as Steve begins to work him open just out of sight. Curse the lack of movement that being knotted puts you in. 

“If you can make her cum again, I bet it’ll be enough that I can fuck you without the lube.”

You clench around Eddie’s cock at Steve’s lewd words. Eddie barks out a laugh, “I have a feeling that won’t take much.” One hand snakes up your chest to begin fondling your breasts, while the other makes it’s way towards your sensitive clit. Eddie rocks his still hard cock inside you the best he can, his knot is so big it feels like there shouldn't be any room left inside you at all.

“Here, let me help,” Steve says, pushing Eddie’s hand to the side before he can get started on your bud. With a bit of shifting, Steve’s face was suddenly kissing the insides of your thighs, intermittently moving down to place a few pecks on Eddie’s as he worked his way inward. He inches closer and closer until he was dead center between you. 

With heavy eyes, you watched his tongue start from the bottom of Eddie’s balls, gliding upward until his thick muscle finally met with your clit. It sent a wave of heat through you again, the arousal leaking from around Eddie’s knot. But it’s not enough.

Steve’s tongue masterfully flicks and swirls around your bud, occasionally taking it between his lips to suck on harshly. Both of Eddie’s hands twist and kneed at the flesh of your tits absentmindedly, his rocking becoming automatic as he watched Steve’s ministrations.

With all the touches and movements, it didn’t take long to get you back on the edge again with a heavy pressure building inside you. Your body began to shake as you were about to plummet over the edge, knuckles white as you gripped Eddie’s arms as if you’d float away if you let go.

 The sudden twitch of Eddie’s cock inside you as he came again was the final push you need. There was a sudden release as the pressure inside you as your body tensed. Eddie’s knot wasn’t even enough to keep your slick inside. You could feel it pouring out and drenching Eddie under you.

“Atta girl,” Steve praises, his hands rubbing your still shaking legs until the went limp. “You did so, so good.” 

“Fuck, yeah she did,” Eddie huffs, clearly exhausted himself.

“Hey, don’t tap out yet, Eds. I’m not done with you.” Steve rubs his cock on yours and Eddie’s skin, soaking himself with your slick until he was satisfied. 

“Sorry, hun, I’ll try and be easy since you can’t move,” Steve says to you with a sincere look. 

You think back to the noises that the two of them make at night when they’re alone together, always wondering f they were rough with each other. It makes sense, two alphas who naturally want to dominate their partner would probably be like a lion and a tiger fighting each other.

Your body suddenly shifts as Eddie’s back arches off the bed. You can feel Steve’s abdomen against you as he pushes himself fully inside of Eddie, filling him to the brim just the same as he is with you. Eddie’s whole body shudders and he cums for the third time inside you. 

But Steve doesn’t give him much time to recover before he starts moving. His arms scoop under Eddie’s legs by the knees, bending the both of you slightly as he begins to piston into Eddie. Both of your bodies move with Steve’s thrusts, including Eddie’s cock as he’s inside of you. It almost feels as if Steve is fucking the both of you. 

Eddie’s arms wrap around you tightly, pulling you as close to him as possible while you move in tandem with each other. Your so far gone that you barely even register the way his teeth graze against the skin of your neck. He lets out low growls against the skin that covers your scent gland, the pressure of his teeth teasing you as if taunting you with the possibility of him marking you.

Steve’s hand grazes against your cheek, the skin of his arm running against the round of your cheek. It happened so quickly. Your eyes shot open to find Steve leaning forward, a bewildered look on his face that bordered rage. He wasn’t looking at you, though, rather just past you at Eddie. Turning your head slowly, you see that Steve’s hand is completely covering Eddie’s mouth, his eyes wide with realization.

There was a long, silent, unmoving pause. The entire mood shifted in a second, the air thick with tension that made you afraid to even blink. You could feel Eddie’s chest rise and fall under you, your skin sticky from the sweat that had accumulated between the two of you. All you wanted was to crawl away and get in the shower, the very full feeling of being full of 4 or 5 loads of alpha cum was beginning to feel heavy inside of you.

Slowly, Steve removes his hand from Eddie’s mouth, the two of them looking at each other for a moment before Steve clears his throat.

“Sorry,” he says with a forced smile. “That was, um, a little to close for comfort for me. Didn’t mean to kill the mood.”

Eddie didn’t say anything.

The gradual shrinking of his knot made it to where you could slip yourself off of him. Without a word, you rolled off of him and ran into their closet on shaky legs. 

As soon as the door closed, you collapsed into the nest you had made and began to feel a wave of anxiety come over you. There’s muffled words being exchanged on the other side of the door, voiced raised just enough that you could tell it was an argument, but it didn’t seem to escalate much beyond that. 

This isn’t how you expected any of this to go. In the lucid state you were in you tried to remember all the terms that were discussed when it came to actually having sex. One at a time. Only enough interaction to get the job done. Minimal small talk. Knotting is okay considering the higher catch rate. 

But there was definitely not to be any bonding.

The whole thing was meant to be as sterile and clinical and professional as sex between two people could be. Even if they were both hot, there was no way you were going to come between them. You weren’t going to be the other woman.

A soft nudge on your shoulder woke you up from your sleep. The mixed smells overwhelmed you once again, the floaty feeling in your mind returning as your heat took over.

“Hey, are you okay?” Steve’s voice was gentle and laced with concern. His thumb rubbed circles into your skin as you roused more, turning slightly to look up at him. He was shirtless, only in a pair of gray boxers that you’re pretty sure he stole from your nest before you woke up in hopes that you wouldn’t notice.

“Mmhmm, just really tired,” you say, punctuating your statement with a yawn. Steve chuckled and knelled down next to you, his hand maintaining contact with your arm.

“I’m sorry, hun. We, uh…we went a little overboard with you, so I’m sure you’re exhausted.” You nod your head at his words, only able to keep one eye open on him as he talked. “Is it—Can—Can I—Can we help you get in the shower?” Steve stuttered as if he was asking you if you would scold him. Little did he know that the thought of hot water hitting your skin sounded amazing after all your body had been through.

“Yes, please,” you said breathlessly, arms stretching out towards him. Even in the low light you could see the tension leaving his body. Strong arms scoop you up and lead you into the bathroom. The light was low, water already running in the walk in shower as Eddie stood next to it, his hand inside of the curtain presumably checking the temperature.

“Hey,” he said once he noticed the two of you enter, his voice was stilted. He had an unreadable look on his face, his eyes looking anywhere but at you at Steve. “The water’s ready. You guys should be good to go…”

“You’re not taking a shower?” You ask, head tilting to the side.

Eddie looks at you, his eyebrows disappearing into his disheveled bangs as if he were surprised you were even talking to him. He looked up at Steve, mouth opening and closing as if lost for words.

“Do you—are you okay with him…also being in the shower?”

You look up at Steve, confused at the question.

“I don’t mind.” Your mind immediately goes back to your thoughts from earlier. You weren’t going to be the other woman. 

“Unless you mind. Actually, maybe I should just take a shower by myself.” You push against Steve’s body until he lowered you down onto your feet. You miss the way Steve and Eddie look at each other as you enter the shower without them.

You awoke the next day burning up.

After haphazardly moving your nest into your room while you showered, you spent a good hour rearranging the different articles of Steve and Eddie’s belongings on your bed before finally falling asleep.

Looking over at the clock on your nightstand, you were shocked to see that you’d slept for 16 hours. It wasn’t uncommon for you to sleep for 10 or 12 hours during a heat, but 16 was a new record for you. 

And your body was paying the price for it. The ache between your legs throbbed as your heat was reaching its day two peak. All you could think about was Eddie and Steve coming in to relieve you of the pain as you pulled their shirts over your face. Inhaling their scent, you let out a load moan that turned into a cry as the pain radiated down your legs. 

There was a knock on your bedroom door. You knew it was Eddie before his knuckles even hit the wood, his scent becoming extremely noticeable to you in the house. Steve must not be home, the lack of the mix of there scents making Eddie stand out much more in his absence.

“Come in,” your voice was strained and slightly muffled by the shirt over your face. The door creaked open, but Eddie didn’t say anything. His silence prompted you to uncover your face. Eddie stood in the doorway like a deer caught in headlights. He was so close, yet far enough way that it frustrated you. 

“What are you doing?” You sounded petulant, and if you were in the right state of mind you may even be embarrassed for using such a tone. But you were in so much pain, and the solution to your problem was dangling itself in front of you just out of reach.

“I, uh, I heard you cry out and I just…” His mouth closed as he swallowed, his lips smacking as if his throat had gone dry. You sat up slowly in the bed and Eddie’s eyes followed your every movement. 

“S-Steve had to go in to work today,” he suddenly blurted out, his blown out pupils meeting yours. “I was able to take the week off to, uh, to—to.”

“To fuck me?” The words came from a place of impatience and irritation. Eddie sucked in a sharp breath at your bluntness, giving a sharp nod. 

“But, I’m not supposed to until Steve gets home.” His head turns to the side, eyes suddenly very interested in a painting on the wall. 

“What? Why? I thought…The contract…”

“It’s because of, well, what happened last night. Steve wants us all to, uh, talk before we go any further.”

Tears begin to form on your lash line. The rational version of you would understand, but the only thing you were concerned about was getting the relief you desperately needed. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Eddie’s hands cupped your face, his rough thumbs wiping away the tears that started to fall down your cheeks. “He’ll be home soon though. He said he wasn’t going to stay out a minute longer than he had to—”

The sound of the front door suddenly opening had you sobbing with relief. It slammed shut, Steve’s rushed footsteps echoed up the stairs and down the hall until he appeared in the doorway. His hair was every which way and he was panting after sprinting to get to you.

“I didn’t do anything,” Eddie said, backing away from you, and you could feel the loss of his touch in your soul.

“I know,” Steve said as he rushed to take Eddie’s spot in front of you. “Hey whats wrong?”

You sniffled, looking up at him through your watery lashes. “Hurts, Steve. Please…” You reach out a hand for him and he hesitates. He grabs you by the wrist and pushes your hand back before you can reach him.

“Okay, I understand, sweet girl.” He nods, looking at Eddie briefly before looking you in the eyes. “But we need to talk first. Okay?”

You whine out, rubbing the tears from your eyes with your free hand.

“It’ll be quick, I promise.” Steve takes a deep breath in. The grip on his hand loosens as he takes your hand in his.

 “We…we want to make sure that you’re still okay. After last night, everything happened so quickly and things got carried away…We just don’t want to make you feel like that’s how it has to be.”

You blink up at him, trying to process all the words being spoken to you while pushing down the pain. 

“Because of the contract?” You ask, hoping that you’re asking the right question.

“Yes, exactly. We strayed quite a bit from the guidelines we set and we want to make sure you’re still okay with going forward.”

“Steve.” 

The seriousness in your tone has Steve tensing, his body as still as a statue.

“I know what I signed up for. If I don’t like something I promise I will tell you. But, until one of you knocks me up, you could fuck me on an overpass and I would not care. When I said free game, I meant it.”

Almost as soon as you said it, the room became heavy with Eddie’s scent. The weight has you collapsing on the bed, arousal pouring from you as your body preps itself. Steve looks over to Eddie, whose mask finally drops to reveal the feral intentions he was repressing. 

“Eddie—”

“Steve, I’ve been going crazy sitting in this house all day waiting for you to come home just to hear that I could have been in here taking care of her while she cried out for hours.”

Steve turns to face Eddie fully, gritting his teeth.

“You’re the whole reason I wanted to wait! If you were able to have better control of yourself, we wouldn’t be in this mess!”

“Me? If I remember correctly, you’re the one who said he wasn’t sure he would be able to control himself if we brought an omega into this relationship.”

“I wasn’t sure if I would, but clearly you’re the one who has no self restraint. Trying to bond with her the first time you fuck her isn’t really a good look, Eddie!”

“I said I was sorry! I didn’t—Woah!”

While the two of them argued, you’d managed to slip off the bed and crawl over to where Eddie stood. The bulge in his jeans was too enticing to continue ignoring. You could tell Eddie would be easier to make fold if you made the first move. 

You rub your face against the material in his jeans, mouthing at him until he got the message. Forgetting his argument with Steve, Eddie quietly made quick work of his belt, hastily undoing the button and zipper as well. Your hands took over, pulling his pants and boxers down in one swift motion. You were so close to him that his cock hit your nose as it popped out of the confines of his clothes, eliciting a chuckle from Eddie. 

But you didn’t wait to hear what ever cleaver comment he had planned to say. Immediately you wrapped your lips around the leaking tip, wasting no time trying to take him as deep down your throat as you were able to manage. The sounds coming from above you sent little shivers down your spine.

“Okay, okay—” Eddie pulls himself from your mouth. There was pained look on his face as he pinched the head between his finger and thumb. 

“Sorry, was gonna bust too quick. And as good as you are at sucking dick, we don’t want anything to go to waste right?” You blink up at him, nodding dumbly as you lacked the words to respond to him. His hand came to rest against your cheek and you leaned into it, eyes fluttering shut at his touch. 

“Awe, is the little omega too far gone already? Need me to take all that pain away?” You nodded against his hand, almost falling over when he pulled it away. Before you could protest, you felt yourself being lifted once again, body landing with a plop on top of the bed.

When you looked up, you saw Eddie kicking his pants and boxers to the side, eyes on where you lay waiting for him. For a brief moment, you notice that Steve isn’t in the room anymore. A little voice in the back of your mind tries to break through your fog, but it quiets as Eddie leans over you with his imposing frame. 

Eddie swings his legs over yours until he had you straddling him. Leaning in close, his mouth hovers just next to your ear. “I promised Stevie that I wouldn’t fuck you from behind anymore. Don’t need the unnecessary temptation. Hope that’s okay.”

“O-okay.” It comes out as a whisper, only audible to Eddie with how close he was to you. The heat coming off of him only raised your body temperature more as he caged you under him. 

Suddenly, his hand lands on your hip. His hand slides down your side and over your hip, only stopping once his hand is fully cupping over your center. Two of his thick fingers tease your hole for a moment before he sinks them in. The welcomed intrusion has you gasping out in relief, even more so when his rough thumb toys with your clit. Your arm wraps around him and hold on for dear life as he picks up the pace, his fingers reaching deep inside you as he works you open.

Just as you feel yourself hurtling towards your climax, Eddie abruptly pulls his fingers from your pussy, much to your dismay. You look up at him in disbelief and watch as he coats his cock in your juices before pushing it inside of you. He looks at you once he’s in, an apologetic look on his face.

“Sorry,” he says as he pushes himself in to the hilt, “Wanted to feel you cum on my cock.”

And you did. With only a few sloppy pumps as he got his rhythm going you were spasming around him, legs shaking as he continued to fuck you through it. 

The bed creaks as his hips rock into you. Skin against skin, sweat dripping from his face down onto yours from your combined body heat filling the room. Eddie’s very vocal when he fucks, whether its grunts or groans or him reminding you how good you feel around him every time you cum.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to fill this omega pussy up,” he pants, his sloppy movements signaling to you that he’s reaching his end. “Feels so fucking good. Didn’t know what I’ve been missing all these years.”

His words ring in your ears, but you’re too fucked out to dissect them now. Instead, you lock them in your mind to explore at a later time.

“Hah, shit!”

Eddie grits his teeth, hips stilling as his fills you once again with his cum. Any remaining ache immediately dissipates once you feel his hot seed inside you, satiating your need for the time being. 

There’s a twitch at the base of Eddie’s cock and you brace yourself for his knot. But Eddie pulls out before he can fully knot you, his chest heaving as he sits back on his haunches. Instead, he grabs your legs and lifts you up until your butt rests against his legs, elevating your lower half.

“This is supposed to help I guess,” he huffs out, his hands still holding your legs by the ankles, his knotted cock twitching against your ass.

“Why…why did you—?”

“Not knot you?” You nod.

“No knotting if the other alpha is waiting their turn. It’s in the contract, remember?”

“Oh yeah…”

Eddie calls out for Steve, waiting for few moments for him to respond. When he got nothing, he called for Steve again. Still nothing.

With a huff, Eddie moved around the contents of your nest until you were elevated without his assistance. He hopped off of the bed and grabbing his boxers, sliding them on over his still hard cock.

“I’m gonna go find him. Just try and stay like that for the ten minutes.”

You waited patiently for the ten minutes, expecting Steve to come in and take his turn with you. But, he didn’t show. You waited another ten minutes just for good measure, but the need to pee took over and you had no choice but to move.

As you opened the bedroom door, you were met with Eddie once again, his fist raised as if he was about to knock.

“Oh, hi,” he said awkwardly. “Sorry that you had to wait.”

“It’s okay. I just have to pee and then I’ll be ready for Steve.”

“Oh, um, Steve’s…not in the mood. So, you’re good to shower or sleep—actually, you haven’t even eaten today. I’ll go make you something to eat real quick.”

Eddie doesn’t give you time to respond before he’s bounding down the stairs, leaving you in the doorway with your mouth hung open.

Five grueling days later, you wake up feeling…sore. Not in the same way as your heat made you feel sore, but rather in the exact way that you think you would feel after being fucked multiple times a day for 5 days straight. 

Waddling as you move, you pile all of the clothes that you’d stolen from the two men during your heat onto the center of your bed. Stripping the pillow cases and bed sheets, you drag everything down the stairs to start a load of laundry while. 

The house was quiet as you moved around it. A note left for you on the counter from Steve and Eddie said that the both of them went into work today to catch up on what they might have missed during the week. 

Yesterday you wanted to spend alone time in your nest, so you knew that it was your last day of your heat. You’d let the boys know that you’d likely not be cycling anymore so that you all could go back to your normal routine the next day.

Which is exactly how it felt.

You spent the day cleaning, doing laundry, prepping dinner for when Eddie and Steve would come home. Your went through the motions that you had gotten used to in the first two weeks of you being here.

But, you also had time to spend the whole day analyzing everything that had happened during the last week.

Thinking back, there wasn’t anything that came to mind that you could complain about on your end. You’d rationalized everything that happened in that first night; Eddie and Steve had both been a little tipsy. You didn’t notice the alcohol on their breath with the overwhelming smells of their pheromones all around you. But when you recalled the memory with a clear mind, you could definitely smell it on them any time they got close enough to your face.

Sure, the things that happened were off from what the terms of your contract outlined, but most of those terms were made with you in mind. And you didn’t really mind what had happened at all…

But, Steve clearly wasn’t happy. He still had sex with you during your heat, but it was more like how you had expected it to go in the beginning. It felt as clinical as sex could be. You were thankful that he had to cum inside of you, or else you might not have gotten the relief of the ache without it. He also left once he was done, usually sending Eddie in not long after to check on your. 

Sex with Steve felt like you were being used, but you couldn’t fault him for it.

Sex with Eddie was different. 

With Eddie’s talkative nature and inability to filter his thoughts when he was inside of you, you’ve come to the understanding that you might be the first omega that Eddie’s ever been with. You also think that Steve had been around the block a few times before getting with Eddie.

“Now I see what Steve’s talking about.”

“I get why Steve was worried about bringing an omega around.”

“Can’t believe Steve could ever give this up.”

And other things along those lines paint a picture of the relationship dynamic that these two might have when you’re not involved. 

Steve was hesitant from the get go because he knew what he was missing as an alpha being in a relationship with a non-omega. Eddie’s either never been with an omega, or he’s never been with anyone other than Steve.

After coming to these conclusions, your mind couldn’t help but think about them over and over. Was Steve’s reluctance to open up to you because he felt bad about your first time together, or was he putting up a barrier between you to keep any potential feelings at bay?

Eddie certainly didn’t seem to mind. There must have been a discussion between the two of them about making things even when it came to having sex with you. Because Eddie was always eager to jump you, his enthusiasm clear every time you were together. But, it was always either preceded or followed by a less enthused Steve.

As the hours ticked by, the more nervous you began to feel for the arrival of the men of the house. You didn’t want things to be different after everything that had happened. It’s not like any of this was spontaneous. Having sex with each other was the whole point, but you couldn’t get over the feeling that things weren’t going to be okay anymore.

It was a little after 5:30 when the front door opened for the first time. You didn’t hear it over the radio playing and the loud sizzling of the oil as you seared the steaks for dinner. Your singing along with Madona’s Like a Prayer turned into a loud shriek when you turned and saw Eddie leaning against the counter with an amused look on his face. Your hand flies to your chest as you collect yourself and Eddie almost keels over from laughter at your fright.

“Eddie, you asshole! You can’t scare me like that!” You hit him lightly on the arm with your hand towel.

“I didn’t do it on purpose! I was just enjoying the free concert that I didn’t know was going on in my kitchen.”

“Oh, please,” you say over your shoulder as you return to the steaks. “I didn’t take you as a Madonna guy.”

“I’m not. Only listen to her to appease Steve.” Eddie moves to lean against the counter next to you. You can feel his eyes on you as you flip the steaks around, checking on the twice baked mashed potatoes in the oven, reading over the instructions for the Stove Top.

“If you’re going to hover around me, then you can make yourself useful. Here,” you walk to the pantry and pull out a box of brownie mix, “Why don’t you make sure we have everything we need to make these?”

“We do,” Eddie says, taking the box from you with a smirk. “Everything…except the ingredient that makes them fun.”

It takes a moment for it to click. He laughs at you again as your eyes roll.

“Sounds like a good time in here!”

Steve peers into the kitchen as he pulls his coat off, placing it on the back of one of the island chairs. 

Steve’s presence suddenly makes you acutely aware of how close Eddie is standing to you currently.

“Hey there, handsome,” Eddie cooes as Steve makes his way over to him. Steve leans and kisses Eddie on the lips. It’s a purely innocent kiss between to lovers, but your brain immediately flashes to the other night. The way they kissed each other with so much passion, completely dismissing you in their own pursuit of pleasure.

“Hi, babe,” Steve says between a few more pecks. When he pulls away from Eddie’s lips, he sniffs the air around him dramatically before looking at you.

“Damn, it smells amazing in here. Are you cooking steaks?”

Steve talking to you like he had before alleviated at least 85% of your anxiety over the last week. You nod, smiling up at him proudly.

“Yep, picked them up on sale last time we went to the store. Everything is almost done, too. So I hope you boys worked up an appetite today.”

Dinner went without a hitch, the conversation flowing normally between the three of you. You expected there to not be any mention of the past week, but small things in passing were brought up without any hidden malice or passive aggression. Eddie even mentioned that his coworkers were ragging on him for taking his first week off in years just to get laid. 

After dinner, Eddie insisted on helping you make the brownies while Steve showered. Everything seemed normal as you read off the instructions. Eddie ran around the kitchen to grab you everything you needed.

“...and I’ll need a big bowl to mix everything in.” You were standing against the stove, back to Eddie as you set the oven to preheat. The box was still in your hand as you read it over one more time, not paying much attention to anything else as your head bounced to the low hum of a metal tape Eddie had put on. 

Suddenly, you were being squished against the stove. Eddie’s arm reached out above you, his whole body pressing into yours as he opened the cabinet and pulled out a large mixing bowl. And as if it wasn’t weird enough, he stayed pressed against you as he placed it in front of you. You didn’t know how long he would have stayed like that, only backing away after Steve’s footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs. 

Eddie didn’t touch you like that for the rest of the night, and you didn’t bring it up. And as you laid in bed that night, you couldn’t decipher what exactly had happened. It already felt like how he pushed his body against you was wrong, but you could swear that you felt him…hard against your backside. 

Not wanting to dwell on it, you chalked it up to lingering hormones. It might take a couple days for Eddie to adjust back after sleeping together for the last 6 days. You pushed it into the back of your mind and ignored it until you dozed off for the night.

thank you for reading.

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Yandere Alpha x reader (2)

Yandere alpha: Despite his better judgment, lets you continue working at the club. However, he does remind you that if you fuck up enough he will lock you in your nesting room.

Yandere alpha: Hates that your best friend is his stupid beta friend. You won’t even let your alpha in your nest but that dumbass can go in whenever? Wack. You even refuse to take his stuff to put in your nest. He’s left pillows,shirts,underwear,socks, well, just about everything that smells like him has been carefully set by your door. Instead of being grateful for your alpha things, you just get this look of disgust and slide them away from your area with your foot while muttering “stinky ass shit ruining my vibes”

Yandere alpha: Bought you a muzzle to remind you that he is the boss. You bit him once and he will not let it happen again…unless you’re trying to bite his scent glad. Then you can bite him all you want.

Yandere alpha: Is waiting to pounce on you as soon as your heat comes. He’s 98% positive it lines up with his rut. In order to make you stay by his side he’s replaced your birth control with a placebo substitute. The first night you slept in his house he had it swapped.

Yandere alpha: Is grinning ear to ear when he hears your pleas from the bedroom. He isn’t cruel enough to make you beg (yet) so he knocks as soon as you call for him. The sly look on his face as he waits for you to invite him in your nest should’ve made you push him out but instead you just opened your legs wide enough to let him in.

Yandere alpha: Spent your entire heat and the start of his rut claiming you. Not only did he make sure you were fed and hydrated, he also made sure you were stuffed full of his cum.

Yandere alpha: Wears your mating mark with so much pride. Is definitely all smug about it when you grumble about how it was unfair. He can’t help but smirk when he sees how you’re slowly becoming more comfortable and loving towards him.

Yandere alpha: Cannot wait for you to tell him you’re pregnant with his pups.

[fatkish]

Alpha Erasermic x Mortem Omega Reader: Rehabilitating an Omega

Reader is entered into an Omega facility

These facilities are made and operated by Omegas, for Omegas. These facilities are created to help Omegas find mates as well as give them a safe place to have their heats

These facilities also act as a sort of apartment complex for omegas. As well as a rehabilitation center for any that were abused or rescued

Reader was found by police, living on the streets and had become feral, meaning they were completely lost to and driven by their instincts and would attack any alpha that tried to interact with them

Due to the reader’s aggression and violence, Omegas from the center were called, the reader was tranquilized via a gas canister (it’s the only safe way to successfully deal with someone who’s gone feral without getting anybody hurt of killed)

The reader was admitted to the rehabilitation program that focuses on having reputable alphas come in and work with these omegas and help them by providing and being a positive example of an alpha, healing the mistrust an omega may have

The reader being a Mortem meant that they needed the best for the job

Aizawa didn’t have an omega of his own, he was too busy with all his responsibilities. But when he was younger, he signed up for the program due to his alpha’s natural affinity for being docile and rational. He is one of the top alphas in the rehabilitation program, as he has helped many omegas learn to overcome their trauma and fear towards alphas

But he’s never actually been interested and desired to mate with one of the omegas, until he met the reader

He had brought Hizashi, just in case as a backup.

The way the rehabilitation program works is that each alpha that’s available in the program will give a scent sample (a small cloth covered in their scent) that the omega workers will collect and bring back to the omegas

The omegas will be brought into a room one by one or the cloths will be brought to them and the omega will pick whichever cloth has the most alluring or best scent

Since reader is a Mortem, the staff brought the clothes to them, but the reader thrashed against the door in anger and it seemed as though the reader would reject every single one

Due to a Mortem’s unpredictable and often times violent nature, Mortems that cannot find an alpha are often euthanized (given a lethal injection)

It isn’t right and is a very hard to stomach process, but it was the Omega community that decided that it was a necessary mercy, since a Mortem’s heats are extremely painful without an alpha and they would slowly and painfully die as their body shut down from the stress of enduring too many heats alone and unaided

This is why, when the reader stopped thrashing and silence had taken over the area, only to be disrupted by chuffing and deep clicks, the workers were thrilled

The reader had actually managed to find an alpha’s scent that they didn’t react aggressively towards. This alpha in question was non other than Aizawa Shouta

When Aizawa was brought back to one of the meeting rooms to wait in, the expected the reader to walk straight towards his scent, but they didn’t

Hizashi was in another room with other alphas who were waiting for various omegas. The reader had caught another scent that they liked and began to follow that one. Upon seeing the reader not head straight for the room Aizawa was waiting in, the staff were curious and concerned. The reader ended up following Hizashi’s scent into the waiting room

Chaos erupted. The reader began snarling and trying to attack any alpha that got close, the alpha’s, understanding the situation, all fled the room. When Hizashi tried to leave, the reader got in his way. Staring him down, the reader slowly approached and began sniffing him, chuffing and making deep appreciative clicks

When Aizawa got into the room, he saw the reader nuzzling Hizashi’s neck. After seeing that, the workers allowed Aizawa and Hizashi to take the reader home with them

Once they got home, they showed the reader an empty room where they could build their nest, the reader got to work build their nest right away. Hizashi and Aizawa provided soft blankets, pillows of various sizes and shapes, etc.

When Hizashi and Aizawa are gone and out of the house, the Reader steals Aizawa’s underwear and nuzzles into the crotch part of it, since is has the most concentration of Aizawa’s natural musk

Reader sneaks out to collect the softest fabric materials and takes them back to their nest

Reader will snarl, growl and lunge at them if they try to enter their nest without the reader’s permission

Hizashi will lay on top of the reader, nuzzling their neck and crooning softly to them. He’ll purr and rumble to them, releasing a calming and happy pheromone signifying his alpha is happy

Aizawa is all too happy to simply sleep with the reader on his chest, their face tucked into his neck as one of his arms is wrapped around them

Hizashi will stand outside the reader’s door and whine like a puppy, even when the reader is in heat. When his alpha wants access to his omega, be it simply to dote on and care for the omega or even to f~~~ the living daylights out of them, he’ll whine

Aizawa is a bit more stern. If the reader is being particularly fussy and is ignoring them, he’ll drag the reader out of their room and give them a deep warning growl if they try to resist, he’ll then give the reader a proper dicking down, making sure the poor omega cries and screams in pleasure and ecstasy

Aizawa’s cock is thicker than Hizashi’s, but Hizashi’s is longer than Aizawa’s. When Aizawa knots the reader, Hizashi will let the reader mouth at his cock and balls, nipping at Hizashi’s scent glands in his thighs

Aizawa is rougher than Hizashi is normally and his knot is thicker, but Hizashi’s knot lasts longer. Aizawa will often let Hizashi go first to help stretch the reader’s walls.

Hizashi is whiny and possessive yet passionate and loving during his ruts. He may growl at Aizawa when he enters but quickly realizes that it’s just his other mate and then he’s calm

Aizawa is rough and very possessive but can be gentle and sweet. There are times when Aizawa doesn’t recognize Hizashi when he knots the reader, this leads to him snarling at Hizashi and Hizashi doesn’t take that lightly

Hizashi can be a rough dom and more often than not, Aizawa is on the receiving end of Hizashi’s dominate side. When Aizawa growls at him during his ruts when his knot is locked deep inside the reader, Hizashi will happily take the chance to remind Aizawa that they are equals by f~~~ing him deep

All in all, the Alpha pair love the reader and you are so very happy and in love with your wonderful and strong mates

[pastel-omegas-blog]

‡THE BEGINNING‡

Chapter Ten. Chapter One

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️WARNING!!! THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN MATURE THEMES AND VIOLENCE PLEASE LEAVE IF IT WILL MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. I DO NOT NEED THIS BOOK TO BE REPORTED . YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.( Mentions of suicide, bullying, blood/torture ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️( This book is going to have more matured themes  compared to my others, from smut scenes to non-con, lactation, drugging, hypnosis, abuse of power and over obsessiveness. 

⚠️GORE AHEAD.⚠️

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Carriages moved in a single file through the dense forest, the main carriage that reeked of rotten fruit with said substances staining the outside led the line sitting inside were the expected guest of the Northern nobility.

Trees passed the carriage window and e/c eyes peeked out from the soft fluffy fur blankets he had wrapped around his form like a cacoon.

The greenery of nature , the sky blue sky, soft fluffy white clouds, the clean air and fairly quiet place brought his mind to ease a bit as he took it all in.

It was a marvelous sight to behold.

A great contrast to the one he had experienced earlier.

Leaving the palace gates it was impossible to take any of the other quicker routes to get to the northern border because all the roads had been blocked of by the imperial knights, giving his carriage no choice than to pass through the capital square were they were met face to face with the city's people who wanted to show their gratitude to the discarded Emperor.

" Get out of our land you demon!"

A rotten fruit smashed at the side of the carriage and many more followed after it, making the coach man pick up speed.

Aria tried her best to cuddle up to her baby cousin as she pulled him into her lap whispering sweet nothings while Basil tried his best to refrain from going down and killing someone as an example, Felix watched on not knowing what to do.

" Devil leave! "

" Begone you Heathen!! "

" Monster! "

" I hope you fall off a cliff and die "

 Despite his cousin's efforts to cover his eyes so he wouldn't have to see the angry mob M/N still looked out taking in their faces printing them into his mind so he wouldn't forget.

He wanted to know who said what, because very soon in the near future they would be on their knees begging for his forgiveness. He could picture it perfectly and the sight made a small smile stretch on his lips.

​​​​​​They managed to leave the capital without any other hitch, riding deeper into the thick forest that was the only available path to the border.

A dark and stone filled path that housed dangerous magical beasts known to devour human flesh, a place known for being the hangout for illegal slavers, murders, thieves, bandits and hired killers.

At some point during the journey the male omega had switched back to sitting in his knights laps and he snuggled closer into the recessive's chest as he fell  ' fast asleep ' making the pink haired man's heart hammer away in his chest.

 Aria had her nose buried in a book, her golden eyes occasionally glancing to check on her cousin's wellbeing before she went back to the book in her hands.

 Felix had his head lowered at the present of his superiors his violet eyes focuses on his laps. He would stare up once in a while to watch the sleeping omega, taking in how his long e/c lashes fell on his rosy s/c cheeks and how his glossy plump red lips opened ever so slighty before looking back down with a blush on his cheeks.

Despite the bumpy road the ride was relatively peaceful.

 " Not for long though~ "

 The voice whispered in a teasing tone and M/N hummed silently in agreement.

 He could feel their leering stares from the small safety the carriage provided.

 The ' Friends ' that the saint had sent to ' help '  him and his party.

The h/c man had sensed his  kind helpers immediately they entered the forest, they had been watching them waiting for the chance to strike.

 Just like how he was waiting for them to act out.

He thankfully didn't have to wait to long.

 One of the carriage wheels suddenly popped off making the group panic.

Aria wrapped her arms around M/N and Basil wrapped his arms around the two omegas on his grasp while felix was forced to grip Basil's arm for dear life.

 The coach man battled with the reins of the horses, trying to get the animals under control so they wouldn't crash into a tree. The chaos went on for a few more seconds but it felt like hours to those oblivious to the cause before the coach man was finally able to get control once more.

 The carriage came to a halt and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the drivers in the other carriages had stopped immediately they witnessed the accident, but instead of helping they all came down from their spots and ran into the tree line confusing the old coach man who called out for them to come back  yelling ' This wasn't part of the deal! "

 Looks like they were in on it too.

 The h/c male didn't need to worry though.

 None of them would be leaving the place alive anyways.

 Everywhere became deathly still for a moment and it nerved everyone. No birds chirping, the whistling of the wind and ruffling of leaves seemed to stop and M/N felt his loyal knigh shift his weight so he could grab his  sword and the omega gave him points for that.

 The silence was broken as an arrow wheezed through the air lodging itself in the coach man's throat drawing  a gurgled scream from him as he began to choke on his own blood, his limbs failing around in a panic as he tried too pull it out only for a pink tinted foam to start forming at the back of his damage throat and pour out of his mouth, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as the poison kicked in.

 His fat corpse fell to the forest floor with a loud thud.

 The sound caused Aria to tighten her arms around the bundle up man bringing him closer to her laps while Basil started to get ready if the need be for him to bust out and attack. His baby blue eyes darkening a bit as he glared at the tree line through the window.

 The place became silent again no sounds to be heard, then a mad cackle broke it as men began walk out from behind the trees surrounding the carriage and it's occupants in a circle.

 The largest member of the group throw two hard stone like objects to the carriage walls one hitting the edge of the window revealing what it was when they noticed the blood dripping from the small stumps under them did they realize it was the severed heads of the coach men that had ran away early.

Aria screamed at the morbid sight as shuffled back into the carriage using the fur blanket to cover M/N's face, Felix felt vile rise at the back of his throat and Basil clenched his jaw, wanting to lash out and take them out. He would have if they were ordinary people, but he could feel their månå reserves flowing off them in powerful waves. Such a thing couldn't belong to a full blooded human.

 They had to be hybrids. His guess was proven right as he noticed the pointy ears of the man who laughed like a rabid dog.

" Hey! Hey! Come on now mister knight. Why don't you come down and fight us ? I promise we don't play dirty. It'll be a noble and sticking to the rules thing. Come on out already I've been itching to get some blood on my hands " the ' leader ' of the group cackled out maniacally a very pretty man with a lean build and average height and the pink haired recessive repressed a growl under his breath. He could take them on, but they're were to many of them for him to handle. He was sure one small mistake would be the death of him.

E/c eyes peered out of the small space Aria had failed to cover to look around.

" They are twenty five in total " the voice said ' And you need thirteen souls and bodies for the process right ? ' the h/c man questioned  in his head. " Well seeing how the saint has gifted us with so many it would be a shame not to use them~ " the voice mused and his omega host made a sound of acknowledgement.

"  What's taking so long? Why isn't the knight dude going to fight?  I already promised to be all noble and stuff.

I want some action already. "  A white haired man whined out, his pretty blue  eyes looking over at the carriage that had gone deathly silently. He puffed his rosy cheeks.

" It doesn't matter if he comes out of fight now or not. The results are still going to be the same. His body will become an offering to the deity -​​​​​​​​​​​​DEMIORCA  " the dark skinned bulky man replied, his  cat like eyes watching the carriage for any sudden movements ignoring the  childish whining of his partner.

" Well I don't give a damn about that alpha. I'm more interested with the omegas inside. The green eyed bastard said we should bring that stupid Emperor back in one piece, but he didn't say we couldn't have fun with em and the woman first " a large man with pig like facial features said and his words made the rest of the men holler out cheers. 

The white haired man suddenly stopped his whining and turned to look at the pig man with a dark look on his face, the pretty blue of his eyes gone instead a bright purple colour took over, his canines growing longer, the pearly white dagger like tooth shining on the sunlight. His sudden change made the rest of the party freeze in fear.

 The large cat hybrid man put a hand on the pretty man's shoulder to keep him in place so he wouldn't lunge and rip apart a member of their party.

He didn't feel like doing any paperwork.

 " How many times do I have to say this so it enters that thick skull of yours orc? We don't touch the omegas. If you can't follow that simple rule.  THEN GET OUT! "

The crowd broke down into a small mummer at the man's words the orc huffing and turning his face away mumbling to himself " Uptight assholes won't let me have any fun..."

"FuN..."  A deep ominous voice suddenly spoke up scaring the pig man senseless and causing a stir in the group.

The white haired hybrid turned to look back at the carriage realizing the door was open, but inside the carriage was pitch black. Not a single person to be seen and the bright rays of the sun couldn't penetrate into the inky blackness.

A thick black tentacle like appendage with orange and red vein like symbols decorating it shot out of the darkness without any warning and it quickly wrapped itself around the pig man raising him into the air as boarish screams of panic left his lips.

" YoU ThiNk VIOLATING aNoTheR lIVIng tHinG iS FuN ? " The same voice from earlier spoke up, louder than before and it sounded more disoriented, like multiple people were all speaking at once. " THeN iF sO.... " The voice shouted as more tentacles shot out of the darkness, the white haired man and cat hybrid barely having enough time to dodge them as they joined the first one to wrap around it's victim. "​​" I'm sURe YOu'll fInD ThiS FuN~"

They tore at his clothes stopping for a brief moment to display his naked body to his group, tentacles pulling his limbs away so he couldn't hide himself. The humiliation went on for a few minutes, with the things dragging the man in every direction as he cried and begged for mercy.

For a moment the tentacles stopped their torment and everyone that it was over and the man's yelling simmered down to a pathetic sob. All of a sudden blood and bits of guts rained down on the men below drawing screams from them.

 The white haired man stared up in awe at the inky black tentacle his eyes focused on the symbols designing it ignoring the impaled corpse of his former team mate  as well as the screams of the others behind him as more tentacles sprouted out from the carriage and did away with the rest of them just as gruesomely at the first. Two were slammed into a boney red  pulp, some were diced into cubes, others experienced the same fate as their first comrade. The slaughter went on until it was just the white haired hybrid and his partner. Said partner stood by his side his teal feline eyes widening in shock as he recognized the symbols. 

The two hastily bowed on the ground not minding the blood stains or dirt. How dare they complain about such when they've been given the opportunity to stand in the presence of their lord.

" We greet the all knowing and wise Deity DEMIORCA .  It is an honor to be in your presence" their voices spoke in sync as they waited for a response.

The tentacles swarmed around them almost in a taunting manner. As if any wrong move would make them experience a death far  more painful than their comrade

' DEMIORCA ? Is that what your called ? ' M/N asked as he swarm around in the familiar darkness looking at the pretty white haired man and his dark skinned hulk friend taking in their hybrid trusts. The scent coming from them alerting him of their second gender.

The soft scent of tulips from the white haired man gave him away as a recessive omega, while the barely noticable scent of catnip from the man exposed him as a beta.

" ​​​​That is not my name. It belongs to a lower god, but he no longer exists. Yet he still has a strong following. He an I share the same pattern and symbols so it's easy for them to make the mistake " the voice said and the h/c omega chose to ignore the jealousy in his voice. M/N watched them for a few more seconds before an idea struck him. 

' if he doesn't exist anymore why don't we just steal his following? You've already gained the power you need through the ritual plus the extra you scored from those other beings. You  can swindle their hearts. If the god is dead then they've probably been clinging on to any measley thing that could be a proof of his existence. Let's give them hope~

 M/N said as a sinister smirk made it's way too his plump lips as the voice- No Demi cackled in agreement.

 That saint really was just making things so easy for them.

 The white haired hybrid felt his heart beating wildly in his chest, his pale cheeks heating up to a rosy pink.

 He couldn't believe it.

 He was standing in the benevolent presence of his Deity. A dirty scum like him who had been born for a vampire whore was able to get such a chance.

 He could die from happiness.

 A thick sweet scent suddenly appeared catching the two off guard as their senses became flooded from the sweet smell.

 Ripe peaches, thick honey and warm creamy milk. Such a welcoming and alluring scent.

A soft voice giggled, a hand going under both men's chin to force them to look up and their breaths hitched as they stared up in awe.

 Coming out of the inky black mass a mesmerizing creature that made the two men instantly think of a god/goddess

A beautiful face, with curly locks on of thick h/c hair, thick h/c lashes fluttered softly as jewel like e/c hues peered out from them. A rosy red colour dusted his cheeks , his plump glossy red hue lips pulled into a soft gentle smile.

 Silky looking s/c skin seemed to shine in the sunlight, his curvy figure very visible, the inky black tentacles only cover up his upper chest and lower parts. He looked like an angel coming to save them and grant them salvation and the two men couldn't stop themselves from staring.

 Their Deity was so  beautiful. Far better than all those god's those stupid temple men worshiped.      " So my loyal followers seem to recognize me~ " the soft voice teased out making the White haired recessive feel his heart beat faster as he blush got worse at the pretty person's teasing " But......"

The hand under their chin tightened it's grip and the two hybrid's winced in pain as sharp claws dug into their skin drawing blood, making the red liquid drip onto the blood stained grass.  The s/c man's eyes turned a bright orange colour with a hint of red swimming along his hues his smile falling as a disappointed frown took it's place.

" Yet you both attacked my carriage with the intent to harm my companions and dear I say even try to dispose of me. " The h/c omega said clicking his tongue in annoyance as he glared at the two men.

The white haired man let out a small whimper as his blush grow worse, enjoying the attention he was receiving from his lord, but he absolutely HATED that he was being scolded.

it wasn't his fault.

 He didn't mean too, honest.

but he had done it anyway and made himself look unfaithful.

​​​​​​ His soft sweet scent started to turn sour as he whimpered out apologies, the beta following along as shame swallowed the both of them up.

" I'm sorry my lord. This trash dared to attack someone as mighty as yourself. Please do with me what you will, my life and body and exist to serve you. " The blue eyed male said as he stared into the h/c deity's mesmerizing orange cat like hues.

" This servant is useless for not recognizing you and your group my lord. I am not worthy of your forgiveness please do with me as you please. I will take whatever punishment you have without any compliant " the dark skinned man said as his cat ears lowered .

 M/N let out a hum as he stared at the two men. He obviously wasn't going to kill them. He needed them alive to spread word of his existence, that and they were strong. He needed strong people at his side for now while he gathered his own power, but they didn't need to know that.

" Hmmm. You both seemed to have accepted that it's your mistake. So this once I shall grant you mercy.... " He started loosening his grip on their chin as he pulled away from them. " This once " he said before his eyes went back to their vibrant e/c and the gentle smile returned to his lips.

The two men let out a sigh of relief as their tensed shoulders relaxed only for them to freeze up as a dark chuckle left the being's lips and the white haired hybrid forced his leg together as an effort to hide his aching erection feeling his blush worsen.

 " Of course it's for a small price though. " The h/c omega said in a sing song voice, is s smile growing wider as he watched the two nod their heads like obedient little dogs.

" A.. anything for you my lord " the two stammered out in sync.

​​​​They would do absolutely anything to make sure they could gain their lord's favor, the first thing would be to track down their employer and make an example of him.

 " First off all. I need your names. Need to know who my two loyal followers are because after an incident like this I have a feeling we'll be seeing more often~ " the h/c man purred out and the recessive omega whimpered at the sound, his self restrain getting thinner and M/N chuckled.

" A...Alec my lord " the white haired male stuttered out, his wounds beginning to heal as he found himself getting lost in the god's e/c orbs.  " Noah my liege " the dark skinned man answered.

 M/N hummed in satisfaction lett go of the two men as he slowly began to sink back into the darkness. " Such lovely names for my new little butterflies ~ " the omega cooed as familiar orange butteries fluttered out of the mess surrounding the two before forcing themselves into the mouths of the two hybrid's and the s/c man let out a manical laugh at the sight.

​​" Now go on my little dolls spread the rumors little by little and make the people start to question themselves.

' A new god has awoken an aged giant has awakened from his slumber and is ready to save this world from itself ' " M/N instructed and the two men nodded their eyes flashing orange for a brief moment before they disappeared.

" But weren't not saving this world are we~ " Demi asked already knowing the answer.

" Of course not " M/N replied as he cleaned up the scene and replaced the memories of the three people he had hidden safely in his shadow, going back to wrap the blanket around himself as he returned back to his original form.

" We're burning it down "

 DEMIORCA'S  cackle rang in his head as he began to drift off to sleep

Um hi?

[candyfloss5000]

Instantly thought this during this scene 💀

[bigassmoonchild]

Simons Rut

Simon bullied his cock back into you, knot starting to inflate. He groaned, having stuffed you full of three other loads, grunts and groans becoming all you could hear.

His head fell on your shoulder, chest pressing into your back and whines coming from your mouth with the overstimulation. He nipped at your neck, sucking your scent into his throat to coat his tongue. A moan ripped from his neck, eyes rolling back into his head.

You could feel his cock sliding against your g-spot, sending spasms of pleasure through your gut. Biting your gland and remarking you, his knot started catching on you as he slid in and out.

Whines were coming from his throat, his mind lost in the thoughts of breed, mate, fuck a pup into Omega, and you couldn't move from under him, mouth open and drool slipping down your chin.

Your cunt spasmed around him, his knot finally catching you and he pumped his hips shortly. Hips pressing back into him and grinding on him, your own eyes rolling back with the pleasure as you kept spasming around Simons cock.

"Good little Omega, milking me, going to fuck pups into you, need you to be full of me," he growled into your ear, his mouth dropping open as his orgasm finally spread through him, dropping to his elbows and further caging you onto the bed.

Simon stayed like that for a moment, his nose rubbing along your neck as he filled his head with your scent, almost growing drunk on it. When he finally came to, he pushed his weight off of you and slowly moved the two of you over, letting you sit on his lap.

He ran his hands down your sides, your head falling on his shoulder and nudging at his own scent gland, licking at it to fill his scent in your own mouth.

Massaging at your thighs, you felt yourself relaxing around him, eyes falling shut from the exhaustion of cumming so many times around him.

Some time later, Simon was pulling you off of him and allowing you to come back to the present while carrying you into the bathroom, starting the tub after setting you on the counter.

You'd tugged Simon in the tub with you as he'd tried to set you in there and leave. Him joining you caused some water to splash around the sides, but you got to work washing his hair as he held you in his lap.

During his ruts, he was rougher than normal but became the sweetest Alpha, happy when his Omega was more than satisfied before his next wave came through him and had him bending you over the sink to watch yourself get fucked.

[will-o--the-wisp]

smut under the cut // MDNI

gojo satoru x bottom male!reader smut

cw: amab reader, omegaverse, mpreg, breeding kink, anal sex, knotting, tba.

“Satoru?” (Name) asks, struggling to get the words out from the combination of the rough thrusts and his legs pressed into his chest. “‘S your rut coming early?” 

It’s true that he’s going at it harder than normal, Gojo admits. He has both of his partner’s legs in a steel hold, the sound of skin slapping harshly resonating through the room. He leans down a bit to capture the other man's lips in his, kissing him desperately. 

Seeing (Name) today wearing the cute frilly apron Geto gifted him as a joke while he cooked for the both of them had been the beginning of Gojos unraveling. He had spent the day at school trying to teach the kids while his thoughts were plagued by images of (Name). (Name) in the cute little apron and nothing else, (Name) as a househusband, (Name) on his cock, (Name) pregnant. It had been a shock to Gojo’s system when he imagined that, having to take a step back from his thoughts preserve his sanity for the rest of the day. 

“Wanna get you pregnant” Gojo growls, his pace not faltering for a second “You’d look so good full of my kids, fuck, all pretty ‘n cuddly for me” He revels in the way (Name)s spine curves, as if the thought is as appealing to the other as it is for him. 

“Yes fuck, Satoru yes” Whimpes fall out of the smaller man’s mouth like a prayer, eyes slowly unfocusing as the pleasure takes over his brain. Gojo is hitting all of the spots he knows the other enjoys, pistoning into the gummy walls as they contract around his dick. 

“You’re gonna come for me?” Satoru asks moving one of his hands to wrap around his lover’s dick, jerking it quickly “I’ll fill you up nicely, so don’t worry about anything else, sweetheart” He smirks as he sees tears flow down his beloved's face, pushing himself to thrust faster. 

Gojo feels the base of his dick swell, his knot making itself known by rubbing at the other’s hole, making (Name) scream nonsensically, mind given over to pleasure as they come around the stretch.   

“S’ okay sweetheart” Gojo caresses his lover's sweaty face as he cums, filling him to the brim. 

Maybe they should do it some more today, just to be sure the pregnancy takes.