wait good morning please please talk about your a/b/o au. sitting so patiently and interested
WAUHG ty for asking im in love with this au
it all started with this post (thank you for your tags cam) about a younger alpha fucking an older omega out of menopause and back into fertility. cam's tags about bee and EJ caught my attention, and i brought it up to some friends in a hockeyblr discord. almost 1000 messages later, and it's a whole, league-wide au.
(TW for discussion of fertility issues, miscarriage, and abortion under the cut. CW for various kinks, including free use, and some questionable age gaps in relationships)
the pairings so far are (and bear with me, there are some weird pairings):
joel farabee(A)/erik johnson(O) and dylan larkin(A)/steve yzerman(O) in a polycule
Sasha Barkov(A)/Roberto Luongo(O)
Matthew Tkachuk(A)/Paul Maurice(O)
Auston Matthews(A)/Patrick Marleau(O)
Matthew Knies(A)/John Tavares(O)
William Nylander(A)/Henrik Lundqvist(O)
Dylan Strome(A)/Alex Ovechkin(O)/Nicklas Backstrom(O)
Quinn Hughes(A)/Henrik Sedin(O)Daniel Sedin(O)
Connor Dewar(A)/Brandon Duhaime(A)/Marc-Andre Fleury(O)
Connor Bedard(A)/Nick Foligno(O)
Tim Stutzle(A)/Claude Giroux(O)
Sean Couturier(A)/Danny Briere(O)
it started with me finding the idea of bee breeding EJ really hot, here's a little snippet i wrote about it:
bee meeting ej and loving his scent, but a certain previous captain he had taught him all about respecting an older Omega's space, especially in a new environment like getting traded to a new team. so he greets EJ like normal, and keeps his nose to himself. until EJ goes through a hotflash, and his scent pours out of him. EJ himself is fine, mildly irritated about the hotflash, but nothing else. his pheromones, however, are going fucking bonkers. and Bee is open-mouthed panting over the smell
and it is known that alpha saliva can help soothe cramps
eventually the hot flashes get so strong that bee has to say something.
"hey, ej… if you ever. uh. need any help with anything, you can. hit me up, anytime, bud."
ej just tilts his head in obvious confusion. way to explain yourself, bee. "like… with your-" another hot flash comes, and ej's scent of ripe omega floods the room. bee cant help the sudden pooling of alpha saliva that falls out of his mouth. he wipes it away as best he can. "with your heat flashes, or whatever." he explains.
ej furrows his brow more, until it hits him, what bee is trying to say. his scent sours, and he curls in on himself a little.
"sorry, i know i smell horrible right now. i'll get better scent blockers soon."
bee's jaw drops.
"no!! do not-" get with the program, bee. "you don't smell bad, bud. you smell-" more alpha drool. "fuck, dude, you smell so fucking good. i just wanted to. y'know. offer my help, if you ever need it."
Cut to Bee, nose deep in EJ's cunt. EJ's got a fistful of Bee's hair, keeping him right where he wants him as Bee eats him out. Bee has his hand around his knot, because it fucking hurts, how hard he is, but he's happy right where he is. He'll knot his own fist, if EJ prefers it. Anything to get at the source of the smell.
EJ doesn't experience full heats anymore, since he's going through menopause. he doesn't think he can get pregnant anymore, so he doesnt bother with a condom and he fucking loves how Bee fills him. he honestly thinks that even if he could get pregnant, he wouldnt put a condom on Bee because he's addicted to how much cum Bee fills him with
then it evolved to bee getting EJ pregnant, and EJ announcing his retirement, only to miscarry. bee and ej mourn for a long time, and eventually steve yzerman reaches out to them when word gets through the league grapevine what they're going through, and talks to them about carrying a child when the omega is older (since he and dylan went through it as well.)
the four of them bond over being old omega/young alpha couples, and they eventually all start sleeping together.
bee & ej do try again, and it takes- twins.
some of their kinks include a lot of switching (bee loves getting fucked by any designation), cockwarming (EJ buys a faux knot and knots Bee's mouth, and Bee falls into subspace right then and there), a LOT of wet&messy sex, frottage, kneeling, dirty talk about bitching bee from both ej and dylan
the team starts gossiping about Bee having two omegas at home
And he overhears but doesn’t get it cause. He technically does have two omegas at home. And another alpha. But he doesn’t get the connotation of it
“Yeah, EJ and Stevie”
“Who tf is stevie”
“Yzerman”
“YOU HAVE STEVE YZERMAN AT YOUR HOUSE?”
"Yeah, he's nesting with EJ right now"
"STEVE YZERMAN IS NESTING WITH YOUR OMEGA?"
"Okay first of all, EJ isn't mine, so go ahead and jot that down"
“And Dylan’s hanging out with me, making sure I can keep the rest of the house safe”
“Dylan….”
“Larkin”
“You have a rival team’s Captain and GM in your house, helping you through the post-pregnancy nesting.”
So many teammates are gonna be like "... are you fucking Steve Yzerman."
"I mean. he's usually fucking me, but yeah, sometimes."
"WHAT"
This polycule is perfect because whenever Bee wants to do stereotypical alpha shit (very rare, usually only if the rut is really bad), he’ll go to Dylan instead of EJ and they can fight and fuck nasty through the worst of it
When he’s at the peak of his rut, and he knows he wants a knot in his ass, instinct is fighting tooth and nail to not take a knot, so he knows Dylan can fight/wrestle him down and make him take one (consent was given prior to rut). Even as it swells inside him he’s gonna fight and claw at Dylan, even as his ass greedily milks Dylan’s knot
and now we move on to matthew tkachuk/paul maurice.
matthew, who's own rut cycle is a fucking mess when he gets to the panthers. it takes several months of a lot of visiting dynamic doctors and therapists to learn ways to handling his body trying to self-regulate after getting out of a really stressful situation with his previous team & coach.
It's after a good practice when a pseudo rut hits. Everyone is already showered and getting ready to pack up and head out, when Matthew hunches over with a quiet grunt. Scents and sounds become suddenly almost overwhelming- he can smell each and every teammate's scent, can identify everyone's secondary gender, and it's a lot. He keeps his eyes shut as he starts to do the breathing and focus exercises the trainers had taught him when his pheromones started going all whacky.
He loses track of time, and when he opens his eyes, the locker room is empty. Except for Paul.
Who is an omega. That Matthew is definitely into. But he's the head coach. But-
"You alright, Matthew?" Paul asks. His scent (which is normally slightly muted, due to age) is in full bloom right now, ripe and making Matthew's mouth water.
"Yeah," He pauses to wipe some drool about to fall out of his mouth. Gross. "Yeah, just. Dealing with some shit right now. Sorry if I smell gross." Matthew replies, shifting in his pants to try and give his hardening cock some breathing room.
Paul catches the move, and his scent is. Hm. Definitely interested.
as their relationship progresses, they learn that, while matthew certainly likes the idea of getting fucked by paul, his body has an overwhelmingly negative reaction to it. no matter how they try, his alpha hind-brain just says no. but matthew is undoubtedly the submissive one in their relationship. thankfully, paul can work with that.
“Stay.” Paul commands with a point. Matthew squirms briefly, but stays kneeling in front of the couch, naked as the day he was born. Paul turns and heads to his room to grab a few extra towels, and a toy for Matthew. By the time he gets back, Matthew has his cock in hand, slowly grinding his knot into his fist. “Stop that.” Paul barks, and Matthew lets his cock go like it’s on fire.
Paul drapes a few towels down on the couch, one at the foot of the couch in front of Matthew, and offers Matthew the toy. It’s basically a fleshlight, meant to lock around an alpha’s knot and pulse. “Put this on.”
Matthew pauses briefly, before taking the toy and slowly fitting it over his knot, whimpering as it locks into place. As he does, Paul undresses, and sits down on the couch. Matthew starts open-mouthed panting at the scent of a horny omega, flushing bright red at the sight of Paul’s cunt and legs covered in slick. “How good are you at eating pussy, Chucky?”
Matthew somehow manages to tear his eyes away from Paul’s cunt, and grins briefly. “Wanna find out?”
JESUS this got really long. if anyone wants to know more hmu
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