#if you want to be play alpha and go roll around in the dirt and get back to your wife smelling like dead skunk

[captain039]

Drunken cuddles and midnight confessions

Astarion x reader

Warnings: AOB, fluff, light angst

I wrote this at like two in the morning lmao

‘Well hello, looking for a cuddle?’

You honestly hadn’t meant to drink this much, but it’d been a long time since you’d been at the gate. You were staggering on your feet though and Shadowheart was quite done with your lack of control when drinking. You were giggling and trying to dance with the poor half elf all night like some drunken giggly girls at a tavern. You were in high happy spirits, enjoying the smells and people. You were never really outgoing when sober, drunk though, you think you tried to talk up the alpha Druid more than once while he kindly declined and said you were drunk, to which you groaned and whined in return. You think you eventually passed out on your bedroll, sort of, you awoke in the dirt seeking warmth and comfort having forgotten your suppressants. Your body moved on its own as the pale elf laid in a mediative state. He awoke obviously sensing you as he smirked and leant back on his hands.

“Looking for a midnight cuddle?” He grinned moving his shoulders lightly. All you did was nod feeling exhausted and needy. The elf frowned taking a small sniff as you practically squashed him.

“Gods-“ he said softly as you laid on him and sighed contently.

“I didn’t mean literally, why do you smell like that?” He grunted annoyed.

“No, suppressants ‘mega, need alpha cuddles” you slurred sleepily and he tensed.

“I’m a vampire darling not an alpha, go cuddle the druid and fill your omega needs” he scoffed lightly and you made a sad noise and lifted your top half up to look at him.

“Don’t give me that look” he said eyes stern as you gave a pout and puppy dog eyes.

“I’ll leave you alone in the morning then forever, promise, know you don’t like me” you tried to compromise, you really needed this in your state your mind not entirely thinking. He frowned looking a little baffled and you felt dejected and went to stand, he was quick to grab your waist though and pull you back to him. He rolled you both to your side and tugged the blanket he had over you both. You made a contented noise snuggling in closer to smell his scent, bergamot, rosemary and brandy.

“Why do you think I don’t like you?” He asked suddenly as you were almost asleep.

“M to different, annoying, not your type” you mumbled tucking yourself more under his chin your inner omega practically purring, if you could purr you probably would. He tensed again and you grumbled softly arm going over his waist.

“I do like you” he sighed and you just said a small hm, feeling yourself drifting off to sleep.

“More than you realise little pup” he muttered, but you were already asleep. He felt himself tug you impossibly closer, hearing your content sigh and feeling you snuggle deeper into the embrace. He thought it the other way around, you were good, nice, practically humming with warmth, your smile was like the sun and he was the shadow. Lurking always ready to stab someone in the back or front if needed, obsessed with revenge and always in fear of his masters invisible collar around his neck. You deserved someone who could take care of you and your omega needs, hells you smelt like warm vanilla and honey, a scent somehow familiar to him, he just doesn’t remember where from. He wanted you to himself, as a lover, a partner and equal, he didn’t want to snuff out your sunshine, no matter how cold and cool he played it in the outside.

Everyone else had woken up before you both, Shadowheart had found Karlach staring at something. The half elf went to her and Karlach quickly shut her up before she could say anything making her highly confused before Karlach grinned a silent giggle leaving her lips as she pointed to the bed roll. Shadowheart raised her eyebrows slightly seeing you tucked securely in the vampires embrace, head under his chin, you looked so content for the first time since you travelled together. Your sweet omega scent calm and safe, you’d forgotten your suppressants, it made her smile. Wyll stood by her side a small smile on his face too as Karlach almost squealed in delight before Minsc spoke loudly to greet you.

You were the first to wake up at the loud voice of Minsc. Your head pounded, but you felt overly warm, comforted and safe in someone’s embrace, gods what did you do last night? You heard Astarions growl of annoyance and realised he was the one holding you. Karlach was huffing and groaning at Minsc while your mind reeled.

“I’m so sorry- I don’t remember-“ you went to back away from the elf, but he stopped you.

“Gods you’re stupid sometimes” he muttered before his lips pressed to yours. You laid frozen as he gave you a tender kiss before pulling away.

“What?” You said dumbly and the vampire rolled his eyes.

“Come darling, I think we need a chat” he said stretching before standing up and holding his hand out to you with a small smile. You hadn’t seen that smile before, kindness.

You took his hand.

#astarion x reader #x reader #aob #bg3 #fluff

[hollyhomburg]

My only BILY thoughts today is centered around the m/c’s pregnancy late when she’s just so cute and waddling around the house, and the alphas are just chomping at the bit, aggression instincts on high with a pack-mates so vulnerable and in need of protection. And somehow they order of whose gonna get to scent mark the baby first gets brought up and jimin and hobi just start going at it.

It starts as play wrestling in the front yard but it’s only half play and the other half is a real need to settle this dispute in the way that alphas do, with teeth and their acheing Sun kissed muscles. just imagine jungkook and the m/c chilling on the outdoor furniture watching them roll around in the dirt, snacking on watermellon in the summer heat, as they snap and growl and snarl.

And yoongi comes out onto the porch once he hears the commotion “did you want to stop them?” and both of them just shrug and stay in their little omega puppy pile. “It’s kinda hot” even though the smell is bothering the m/cs morning sickness a little.

But when jin and namjoon come out they’d just snap “boys!” And both of them would be all bashful with skinned knees and maybe a bruised jaw as jin and nj force them to apologize to the m/c for it, a little spanking maybe, making them get on their knees for her on the front porch where anyone could see because if they want to fight out side they might as well fuck out there too.

[gabessquishytum]

SO I JUST RECEIVED THIS AD ON TUMBLR:

and now I'm thinking about how omega Hob is now of proper mating age (18-20, whatever floats your boat) and now he must participate in The Hunt.

The Hunt being a 24 hour event where alphas hunt for an omega mate by scent and skill alone. Wearing said outfit, ofc 😉

Hob's a smart omega, he's been prepping for The Hunt his entire life. Some omegas are happy to be caught by the first alpha who wants them, but not Hob. Hob wants a mate he can be feisty with, a mate who will really go the extra distance to chase and try to tame him. His fellow omegas think that's just asking for a mean and cruel alpha but Hob disagrees.

Enter Dream. Dream has been on many Hunts, but either he's never found a omega that smells right to him (or if you'd like angst, his previous mates didn't work out). But Hob. Dream smells Hob as soon as he steps onto the Hunting Grounds and he goes feral. He has no idea who this omega is or what they look like but he. will. have. them. He will murder his fellow alphas if he must.

Hob doesn't make it easy for Dream. They nearly tear apart the entire area with how ferociously Dream chases after Hob and how hard Hob fights not to be claimed. There's fallen trees, torn up grass, a few smashed rocks, destroyed flower beds, you name it. Long after everyone else has mated and gone home, Dream's still chasing Hob with just as much energy as he had the beginning of the hunt.

Finally, in the dead of night, Dream gets Hob pinned down, leashes him, then claims him. It's loud and messy and everyone else thinks Dream's murdering the poor omega but Hob is having a fantastic time.

OH YEAH IM EATING THIS. Absolutely love a completely unhinged tumblr ad by the way.

I can imagine Hob really enjoying/looking forward to these hunts. For an omega he's big and strong, on a par with most alphas. He's fast, he's a little bit feral, and he loves the thrill of the chase. No alpha has caught him yet - they all give up and go home before Hob has finished enjoying the game. All he ever hopes for is that one day, an alpha will come along who can actually hunt him down like he really deserves.

Dream is absolutely that alpha. He's relentless. He may not have huge muscles, but he's got stamina. He can run for just as long as Hob can, and even longer. He's utterly determined to get this delicious, fascinating omega who seems to be playing with him.

Hob is amazed to find that he actually runs out of breath and strength to run!! And by that point he really wants to be caught. He's thrilled when Dream pounces and tumbles them both down to the ground where they roll around in the dirt, biting and holding each other and exploring each other's scents. Hob gets to feel the thrill of getting leashed by his mate! He's so horny he's basically humping the ground to find relief, and Dream is already obsessed with him. HIS omega.

He holds Hob by the back of his neck and pushes him down, and watches as his legs fall open automatically. The scent of his slick is so much stronger, and the harder Dream holds Hob against the ground, the more aroused he seems to get. His attempts to escape from Dream’s hold are more like tests of strength which he really wants Dream to win.

And being claimed in the open air by his alpha is everything Hob has been dreaming of and needing. His body is a perfect sheath for Dream and he knows that he's coming across as slutty and eager, but he can't help canting his hips back against Dream to get more of his cock. Oh, and the knotting? It's a religious experience. Hob's sexy little outfit is torn to shreds and only the leash remains tightly grasped in Dream’s hand.

When the knot finally deflates and the cum is drooling down Hob’s thighs, they limp out of the hunting grounds with manic grins and big hearts in their eyes. Hob is on top of the world. His alpha is so strong and determined and he's gonna give so many babies and they're gonna be feral in the woods together every year to celebrate <333

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw omegaverse

[wrathofrats]

Mushy may day 3- massage- pebble and ivy

As always, thank you to @forlorn-crows for the prompts!

Ivy gives pebble a massage

(No warning apply but know it’s slightly horny, and there’s sex jokes in it so. But otherwise it’s cute and fluffy as mushy may should be)

The rich smell of dirt wafted off of pebble as he walked past Ivy in the common room. Omega would have a fit if he saw pebble flop down onto the couch with dirt from the greenhouse still speckled on his clothing, but with the way pebbles back and legs ached, he couldn’t bring himself to care.

“Remind me to dump the recycling bin in earths room again” pebble winced as he attempted to relax his sore muscles into the back of the couch. “Hopefully picking everything up will make his back hurt as much as mine”

“Pulling weeds im assuming?” Ivy asked, leaning over to rest his head on pebbles shoulder.

“Earth apparently found out I fucked alpha in the chapel again, and for some reason that’s considered ‘blasphemous’ and ‘frowned upon’”

Ivy snorted at pebbles annoyance. It was almost a routine at this point, pebble would do something stupid and earth would send him to pull weeds until it was decided he had learned some kind of lesson. Which, in pebbles defense, whoever was the one watching him was awful at determining when he had learned a lesson considering he was doing this almost weekly at this point.

“Does this mean you’ll stop fucking alpha in the chapel?”

“Yeah I’ll start fucking you in there instead” pebble grinned, chuckling as Ivy tried to hide his blush in his shirt. He could vaguely hear him complain about also not wanting to pull weeds, muffled and whiny.

“Can’t do much though until my back stops hurting”

Ivy perked up a bit, turning his head back to the side on pebbles shoulder. He remembered hearing air offer to give earth a massage when he was feeling sore, though judging from the sounds that came from their room that night he wasn’t completely sure they were telling the truth.

It was an option though. He had some eucalyptus and mint salves that earth had taught him to make. He uses them on his hands after a long day of playing, keeping one in his band bag during long sessions.

“I could give you a massage if you want, see if it helps any of the soreness” Ivy offered, reaching down to play with pebbles fingers.

“Yeah? Is that all you’re going to do to me honeysuckle?”

Pebble can’t help but to cackle as Ivy swats at his arm, righting himself to push up from the couch. He rolls his eyes, offering his hand out to also pull pebble to stand with him, intending to bring this back to his room.

He gratefully takes the hand and groans standing up. It’s dramatic, as pebble always tends to be. Ivy tries to stifle his laugh to not encourage his antics, but he wouldn’t want him any other way.

“How do you want me sweetheart” pebble teases, sitting on the side of the bed and grinning widely.

“You have to stop hanging out with alpha” ivy pushes back on pebbles chest to force him to lay down, reaching to grab the aforementioned balm from pebbles nightstand. It really should be his at this point, considering how most of the items are ivys anyways. “Roll over onto your stomach, take your shirt off”

“Never compare me to that freak again” pebble grumbled, dramatically sighing as he rolls over and shucks his shirt off to throw onto the floor.

Ivy climbs onto the bed haphazardly, throwing his leg over pebbles hip to sit in the small of his back. He takes a dollop into his hands, rubbing it around in his palms to warm it up a bit. The smell is soothing, fresh and slightly minty, filling the room with the calming aroma.

As much as he doesn’t want to give in to pebbles god awful flirting, he has to admit to himself that he’s hard to resist like this. Miles of skin laid out in front of him, slightly shiny still from the sweat of working outside. He was beautiful, breathtaking. Even when he’s dirty and tired, Ivy can’t stop himself from staring at him with adoration.

He starts on pebbles shoulders, rubbing the essential oils into the tense muscle.

“Fuck baby, I knew you were good with your hands but Christ-“ pebble groans into the pillow. Ivy works down his sides, kneading into the soft flesh. He takes his time over the spots that seem more tight than others, making an attempt to soothe over any knots. Pebble tries not to straight up moan, cursing at how it feels to have his back finally relaxed.

“Is it working?” Ivy asks, a genuine concern in making sure pebble is doing alright, and that this has some other effect than making him turned on. Pebble nods, melting into the bed as Ivy rubs over the lower part of his back muscles.

“You’re doing amazing” pebble sighs

“Does anything else hurt?”

“I think my dick also might be sore ….”

“….. roll over”

#I love them can you tell #I adore them so much #@ghuleh-recs for the divider! #the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #fanfic #wrath writes #mushy may #ivy ghoul #pebble ghoul #mushy may 2024

[trash-monkey]

A Sunrise Is A New Day

Chapter 3

A new day starts with Eden's new forming habit of the pass few days of crying at the first sign of daylight as it seem she trying her best to become a rooster which caused Naoto to laugh when I told him the joke before we come into town and after I got her settled down with a bottle I start on fixing my own breakfast before hearing a wagon pulling up to the house only find it's Hinata with the other two after stepping out see who it is.

"Breakfast?" I gesture to what I had cooked but they shook their heads no.

"No but thank you, I'm here to inform you about things you'll need to know now that you're settled down...." She trails off after I had help her into Mother's rocking chair I put by the fireplace once she notice Emma walking in her working clothes of a button up plain colored shirt as dark brown pants cover her pants with brown suspenders laying comfortably on her shoulders while worn dirt dust covered working boots on her feet as a worn hat sits on her head but what caught my attention is the two small wire cages in her hands with a chicken each squawking.

"We bought these and a goat for you." Emma smiles at me when I thanked the two after taking ahold of the wire cages to set beside the door for now and follow her out to the wagon where a almost grown white goat is calling in the back.

"The mother clearly didn't want her as she won't let the little lady eat with her siblings so I had to feed her myself until she's got winged." Emma places the goat into my arms where I set it next a post to tie it to with the rope around its neck until I can build a pen for it before going back inside.

"Every Sunday the whole town gets together at lake Miyu to talk, gossip, and among other things." Hinata started talking after I fixed everyone some tea and got comfortable as Eden is laying in her rocking crib that's been move next to her.

"As you know Shin and Imaushi owns the Vallen supplies store in town which Shin is one of Emma older brothers, There's Mikey an Omega that a year older then her and there Draken another Omega though his been adopted into the family while his two years older. Now we have one doctor in the whole town which is a Beta named Tetta Kisaki and mated to Hanma Shuji an Alpha, there's one teacher for the school he's Mitsuya Takashi an Omega which reminds me that you should be careful around here as there's many unmated Omega living in the town as for some reason Alphas don't tend to come here much." I nod, having so many unmated Omegas in one small place isn't really a good thing for a unmated Alpha like me.

"There's Takemichi Hanagaki thought everyone calls him Takemitchy a very good friend of mine, he sews clothing for work with another Omega named Chifuyu Matsuno which he's mated to two Alphas Baji and Kazutro....." She continues on as we all sip on our teas and she plays with Eden while gently rocking her cradle until around late noon.

"I thinks it's time to get going, my love. We got things to finish before the days finished." Emma gives Hinata a kiss before helping her up and to the wagon with Naoto following behind.

"If it ok with you two, can you look after Eden until tomorrow at the gathering so I can get things settled with animals which I'm go thankful for!" I quickly asked once they're settled into their wagon.

"Of course, she's such a little sweet heart! You thinks it's ok?" Emma nods at her Omegas request since she doesn't want to cause her to have one of her mood swings, I go to retrieve little Eden and carefully hand her to Hinata.

"See you tomorrow!" I wave them bye, once they're out of view I roll up my sleeve and get to work on the pen for the goat which I decided to connect to the wall there since it doesn't have a window, using my Dad's old jackhammer I drive stake I had found in the small barn with some boards into the ground and lucky there's enough space in the barn for them to sleep in for nights with the horses. My shirt clangs to me with sweat after a few hours of working in the hot summer sun which I decided to take off my shirt at lunch and splash water on top of my head after taking a few sips before getting back to work. In the afternoon with at least two or three hours left of sunlight when I finally got the pen done to move the three animals in which I remember about the job opening at the mill.

"Shit" I cures before quickly putting back on my shirt and saddle up Warwick my all black male horse while Thane my other all black male horse calls after us as we leave into town.

"Oh, oh, oh" I mumbled as I pull Warwick to a stop outside the mill and jump off to quick tie the reins to the post to walk to the first person I see that finally up their work.

"Hello, I'm look for the owner?" Which they point me to a small office which I thanked them before walking in, an old man is sitting in a rocking chair while reading as he waits for he's workers to finish up so he can lock up and go home which he looks up when hearing the door opening to see me walking in.

"Hello sir, I heard you need a worker for the mill?" I bow my head slightly in respect for the older Alpha.

"Yeah, what you heard is true and I heard there is a new Alpha in town which that is you correct?" I nod at his question.

"Yes sir that's correct." I remind formal and respectful until the older Alpha says otherwise.

"Drop the sir and formality, son." He folds the newspaper and throws it onto the desk before getting up.

"I'm getting too old to care about that stuff anymore. Well, I'm Mansaku Sano but everyone in town calls me Grandpa Sano." He holds a hand out to shack which I did.

"You want the job?" He asked after sitting back down in his rocking chair and though he's an old Alpha I can clearly see he still stand tall and strong like he's still in his earlier years, I nod again.

"Yes, Hinata informed me about the job and the one at the blacksmith but Mr. Wakasa had said that one is already taken." The older man nods before looking me up and down.

"Just understand that I can get rid of you easily if you step out of line and I understand you got a kid to raise which I heard is the reason you moved here."

"Yes, you heard correct but I can let Hinata and Emma babysit her while I'm at work." He looks up at me.

"My granddaughter and her wife?" He gestures me to a wooden chair which I thanked him for and set down, I nod.

"Little Eden seems to have already taken their hearts as soon as we got here." He nods with a smile.

"Haha, Emma had told me that over lunch! I can see that the both of them will be great parents! Plus it was all that Draken and Mikey could talk about over supper after attending the usual Omega gatherings when they saw little Eden in Hinata arms!" I smiled at the imagine that appears in my mind of all the Omegas cooing over little Eden.

"Hey Grandpa....." Emma trails off when seeing me sitting in the office which she says a quick hello.

"Everything is finished and the last person just left, you ready?" Grandpa Sano stands from his seat one again and places his hat on his head, we all left the office so he can lock it up before following Emma to her wagon and got on which he turns to me.

"You got the job and the mill opens at 8 in the morning until four in the evening on Sunday,I suspect to see there." With that Emma snap the reins to get the horses into moving which I move to get onto mine and back to home but Imaushi flags me down before I could completely leave the town.

"Sorry if I'm bothering you but my wife wishes for you to stop by the house and pick one of the calves out of our lot as a home welcoming gift!" He calls from the stores poach which I nod and call by.

"Ok, I'll be there after getting my wagon!" I move on to the house to get Warwick and Thane hook to the wagon before making my way over to the larger Sano family which Hinata had told prior in case I need to go there for any reason, soon I see a medium size house with two levels to it as it's wooden roof is slanting on one side almost touching the ground as it over hangs the front door and the balcony of the second level as a stone chipney sticks out of the roof. I can also see a garden is siting in the front big enough to feed a nice size of a family while having extra on the side but my attention is taken by the person that had step out the front door and the one peeking around the frame, even from here I can tell the one on the porch is short with blond shoulder length hair as some of it sit in a small pony tail on top of their head wear a long blue dress that's cropped with ruffles and the one around the frame is quite tall but that's all I can tell anything else until my closer.

"Hello!" Shin waves once seeing who I am after the short one called into the house and watch as I pull the horses to a stop.

"Imaushi had told me to come over and said that you wanted me to pick a calf as a welcoming gift?" I questioned which he nods before turning to the house calling the two over.

"(Y/N), this is my younger brothers Mikey and Draken." Shin gestures to the two by his side, the short one I had seen from afar is Mikey and Draken is the taller on. He had long blond hair that's pulled back into a braid while the sides of his head are shaven with one side tattooed which isn't seen a lot on Omegas and wears the same dress as Mikey except it's green.

"You're the talk of the town!" Miley blurred out once I tip my hat to them after pulling the brakes on the wagon and hop off which Draken hissed at him before Shin calls my attention from around the back of the house which I jog over with the two behind me.

"Everyone is nice here! Hinata and Emma give me two chickens with a goat and now you want to give me a calf!" I expressed after Shin gestures over to four calves that have already been winged from their Mammas.

"Well, you have to start somewhere!" He lays a hand on my shoulder as I lean over the pen to look at the calves.

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Who should be paired with the Omc?

#fanfic #male y/n #male reader #anime #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyrev #tokyo revengers anime #tokyo revengers au #alpha beta omega #omegaverse

[casspurrjoybell-24]

My Unwanted Mate - Chapter 8 - Part 4

*Warning Adult Content*

Calvin Frey

[Two Years later]

"Look at what I found, Papa."

My overly hyper pup came storming through the back door, the tiny little red-headed pup following close behind.

Toby Killian looked so much like Torin, that I sometimes wondered if Robby had even helped make him.

Both pups were both covered in dirt and grass stains from playing rough outside.

Benjamin ran to where I was standing at the kitchen sink, my hands covered in dish soap.

"Look," my pup opened his hands to reveal a small black spider that instantly jumped to the floor.

Both of the pups fell out from laughing hysterically at the scream I released by accident.

No matter how many times Benjamin did it, it terrified me just the same... I hate spiders and my pup knows it.

"It's just a wittle spider," Benjamin stared up at me with big innocent eyes.

"It's a yucky spider," I told my four-year-old pup, mushing him in the forehead, so he fell back down.

He only continued to laugh while looking for the spider he released.

There was no telling where it had gone but if I find it first, I'm killing it.

"Uck," Toby agreed.

The front door opened and both pups took off towards the front of the house.

I quickly looked around my feet to make sure there was no spider before rinsing off my hands.

"And he screamed like a girl," Benjamin giggled, following close behind Robby who carried in a handful of grocery bags.

Torin was shuffling slowly behind with Toby attached to his leg.

My little brother looked ready to pop with his second pup.

"He does that a lot," Robby told Benjamin who snickered.

"Let go of my mate," Robby growled playfully, scooping up his toddler and tickling his sides, making Toby scream with laughter.

Torin sat down at the table with a sigh, his hand rubbing at his round belly.

"Thanks for watching him for us."

I waved my brother's words away, knowing it was only fair with how many times they'd watched Benjamin for me.

"Do we get ice cream?" my pup asked hopefully, eyeing the bags of groceries Robby had sat on the table.

They still thought I was incapable of feeding my pup and brought food every time they visited.

I wasn't as bad as I once was.

Raising a growing pup forced me to learn how to make basic meals.

"No, no ice cream for you pups."

Robby let Toby down who was now pouting along with Benjamin.

"But," he dragged the word out, searching through the grocery bags.

"We have donuts."

The pups cheered, accepting a donut each.

I groaned, knowing sugar was only going to keep the both of them up longer.

Leave it up to Robby to spoil them.

"Have you packed yet?" Torin asked, taking the donut Robby offered him.

"No," I grumbled and distracted myself by putting away the groceries.

Thinking about the 'Annual Alpha Convention' was the last thing I wanted to do.

Torin gave me a look and I pretended not to notice when he kicked Robby's foot.

"You know," Robby started "As my Beta..."

I rolled my eyes.

I knew it was a mistake as soon as I had finally agreed to take the position.

Not that I regretted it but I did loathe it.

"You have to come, Cal," Torin butted in for Robby, rolling his eyes at his mate.

"As Robert's Beta, you have no choice. Mom's watching the pups and it's only for a week."

"Just think of it as a vacation. There's an open bar and free food, tons of single Omegas," Robby hinted, wiggling his brows suggestively but his smile fell as soon as Torin hit him.

"Ow. I was only joking, joking," he said, rubbed at his arm in mock pain.

"Sowry," Toby yelled, hitting Robby too as Torin had trained his attack pup well.

"Moon Goddess, get your minion."

Torin only smiled and pulled his pup in for a hug.

"Anyways, you have no choice here, you're going, so pack a week's worth and make sure you have something nice to wear," Torin sassed.

"We leave in three days."

Benjamin had finished his donut and was staring at the box on the counter.

I ruffled my pup's hair and reminded myself to put the sweet treat on the highest shelf or else I'd never get him to bed.

"I'll be ready."

There was no point arguing... especially with Torin.

"And please, for the love of the Blessed Moon Goddess, get a haircut," Torin huffed, pushing himself out of the chair.

Robby grabbed their pup before he could run off.

"Bye Uncle Tory, Uncle Robby," Benjamin said, giving them both hugs before reaching up for Toby.

Robby lowered the pup so Benjamin could hug him too.

"Sasa," Toby whined, wiggling to be put down.

It was something he did every time they were about to leave so we all ignored it.

When they left, I ran my fingers through my hair and over my beard wondering if it was that bad.

It has been a while since I've gotten a haircut and it had grown well past my ears.

Maybe I should make time for it.

"Papa," Benjamin ran back from having followed his uncles to the door.

"Can I have another donut?"

"No," I grumbled, snatching up the box and stuffing it in the cabinet.

At the sight of my pup pouting, I sighed.

"After dinner."

Benjamin cheered and I frowned.

I had become such a pushover.

********

The pack house was as crowded as always.

A large group of teens were shouting over each other in one of the dens, playing some game.

It was common on the weekends and no one minded because it kept the pups out of trouble.

My own pup took off into the backyard as soon as we arrived, promising to behave.

I knew without a doubt he was probably terrorizing someone with a bug he'd found.

I found Robby in his office, papers scattered all over the desk in front of him.

"Hey," he called without looking up. "Do you realize how big this fuckers pack is?" Robby grumbled, flipping over a paper.

"The Surez pack is old," I reminded him, dropping in a chair in front of the desk.

They were hosting the Annual Alpha Convention this year, as they did every five years.

Alphas from all over attended, as well as the council.

It was the perfect opportunity for packs to make alliances and new laws to be announced.

This would be Robby's first time going without his father.

"He has three Betas."

He held up the paper he was looking at, waving it in my face.

"And five enforcers. I don't even have one."

Robby ran his fingers through his hair looking stressed over the information.

"I should probably start looking for one, the pack is growing."

"That's not a bad idea."

The pack was growing... every week there were pack transfer forms I had to review before passing them on to Robby.

Most were Omegas or families with Omega pups.

Our pack was known for not upholding the traditional hierarchy and our Omegas were cared for like the rest of our pack.

I didn't realize just how badly they were treated in other packs until I had accepted my position as Beta.

"I'll think about that later," Robby sighed.

"Do you think I should tell Torin to stay home?"

"Good luck with that," I laughed at the pinched look my best friend wore.

"I don't want my pregnant mate around so many Alphas."

"It'll be safe with the council watching over the whole ordeal," I reminded him.

It was true, no one would act up in front of those scary bastards.

Robby sighed and leaned back in his chair.

He was just about to say something when the door burst open and a screaming redheaded pup ran in.

"Dada," Toby threw himself at Robby, hiding his face in his neck.

Only moments later Torin arrived, out of breath and holding onto his back.

I stood up to help my brother to the chair so he could sit down.

"What happened?" Robby asked, moving from around the desk so he could squat down in front of Torin.

"That disgusting pup of yours," Torin cried out, pointing at their pup that was still hiding his face.

"Toby, what did you do to upset Mommy?"

Robby pulled the pup back to look at his red face.

Toby shook his head and refused to speak.

"He ate a bug. It was a big one too. It's all your fault, Calvin, your pup was the one that found it."

"How is that my fault?"

"You raised the little monster."

Robby, unable to hold back his laughter anymore, fell out onto the floor.

Toby, seeing that he wasn't getting in trouble, followed his father and laughed as Torin watched them in disgust.

[cassandrajoybellbittner]

All It Took Was One Look - Chapter 36b

*Warning Adult Content*

Liam

He was right it did feel good to run.

We ran side by side enjoying the wind whipping though our fur, it was a nice day... sunny, not a cloud in sight and a beautiful blue sky.

But just looking at the sky caused a tightening in my heart.

Dad must have sensed my mood turning because he ran behind me and nipped at my hind legs.

Yelping I ran faster.

'Stop old man,' I chided.

I heard him bark as he gained up on me.

'You're faster than that Liam,' he teased as he bit at my back legs again.

We ran for hours till my dad had to stop and take a rest.

I was snickering at him wolfishly as he rolled his eyes at me collapsing on his belly.

'Oh what pops can't handle my pace,' I teased jumping around him like an overenergetic pup.

'Oh shut it,' he growled tackling me to my side.

I felt like we were both playing around.

It reminded me when I was a small pup and we use to do this all the time.

We laid there watching the sun go down slowly.

'You were right,' I said quietly through our private link.

He turned his head to me.

'About what? Because I'm always right,' he bragged.

I rolled my eyes pawing at his head.

'You were right. I needed to take a break from that room but it's hard from being away from him right now.'

His yellow eyes softened.

'I can only imagine what you're going through,' he replied.

My gaze wandered over us and.

The forest of beautiful green trees were around us and the feel of the cold damp dirt and grass brushed up against my coat.

It was then that I noticed we were resting by a lake the same lake I took Aiden to, to tell him the truth about who or what I really was and how I felt about him.

My throat closed as I remembered how happy I was then, how bright and beautiful he looked.

'Dad.'

'Yeah?'

'Do you really accept us?' my voice was small as I asked him the big question I've been scared to this entire time but with Aiden in the state he's in it all seemed insignificant to hide now.

He looked thoughtful for a moment before rolling from his side on to his stomach, his head held high as he looked at me.

I mimicked his moves.

'Why do you ask that?' he asked me.

I frowned at him.

'Because your son, the son who's soon to take over you position... if you still what me too is gay,' I finally admitted it out loud.

I was ready for anything he was ready to throw at me.

'I understand if you don't want me to be part of the pack anymore,' I added.

'Never Liam.'

He met my gaze with a hard look.

'I would never kick you out of your pack. What do you think I am? A cold-hearted bastard?'

I didn't say anything just tilted my head in confusion.

'You're my son you have a right to be Alpha I wouldn't take that from you.'

'What about Aiden?' I asked.

He chuckled.

'The Moon Goddess and the Wolf Spirits have chosen this boy for your other half and I respect that,' his tone was clam and smooth.

'Seriously?'

I wasn't totally convinced.

He shook his head at me.

'Yes seriously. I accept your mate wholeheartedly, with open arms Liam and so does your mother. I won't lie to you when I say we were shocked but we got over that real fast when we realized that you were hurting.'

I felt like my heart was ready to fly from my chest.

I smiled which came out as a wolfish pointy toothed grin.

He inclined his head in welcome.

'But I must say, that I was a little down that you went to my brother first, instead of your mother and I,' he confessed frowning.

I would have blushed if I didn't have fur on my muzzle.

'Yeah, well I was really scared that you would shun me or something, seeing as there wouldn't be an Alpha female to carry on the blood line,' I told him.

He rolled his eyes.

'No, I think that having two Alpha males would make a pack stronger. And you always have Kayla to continue the line unless your mother and I have more kids,' the last part made me grimace.

'Gross and GROSS.'

He laughed.

We were quiet for a little bit, the sky was dark now. I had to hurry and get back to Aiden but I had one more thing to ask my dad.

'Dad.'

'Yes?'

His grey eyes trained on me... his blonde fur shining in the moonlight.

It was a full moon tonight but I wasn't feeling the effects of it since I was more concerned and worried over my mate then to think about sex.

My wolf didn't care about anything but Aiden and his wellbeing.

'How is this going to go with the pack?' I asked him.

He licked at his nose and muzzle.

'If they don't' like it, they will have me to deal with it,' his voice hard and serious.

And I knew for sure that no one was going to like what he had in store for those individuals.

My body was warm with gratitude, the thought of my family loving me this much warmed me to the bone.

'Alright let's get you back to your mate,' he said getting to his paw.

I did the same nodding in agreement.

Now that I know that my parents didn't hate me for having a male as a mate I needed to get back to him.

[casspurrjoybell-28]

Alpha's Temptation - Chapter 26 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Daemon went ahead of us and is at the Party already, so I haven't seen him since earlier.

I'm kind of nervous to see him, being dressed up and all.

When we arrive, I take in everything.

There are lights up and people everywhere. It's so much more packed than I thought it would be.

There are people playing drinking games, beer bonging, smoking, fighting and gathering around the huge bonfire in the clearing.

There's even a couple of people wolfed out and rolling in the dirt.

We walk with Theo towards the epicenter.

"Where's Daemon?" I ask him.

"How would I know?" he says, before an Alpha comes up to us, pulling Theo into a handshake.

"Where you been man?" he asks before turning to look at us.

"And who are these two?" he smiles at us.

"I'm Lylah. This is Ash," Lylah answers for us, a flirty tone in her voice.

"Damn, Theo. You scored."

I don't miss his lustful survey both of us.

"Don't get any ideas, Finn. My father will kill me."

Finn doesn't seem to care about that.

"Why don't y'all come join us?"

Lylah agrees enthusiastically so I follow after her.

There's a group of people sitting around the fire next to a game of beer pong.

Finn shoves cups of some weird-smelling liquor into our hands.

Lylah chugs it in one go and they all cheer.

I, on the other hand, reluctantly take a little sip and immediately scrunch my nose in disgust, giving the cup back to him.

"You don't like it?" Finn asks me, a lazy smirk on his face.

I shake my head, too nervous to speak.

A couple of them laugh at my timid silence.

"Is it true the quiet ones are freaks in the sheets?" his friend says from next to him.

They all love that, guffawing and slapping him on the back.

Ugh, this is not the crowd I imagined hanging out with when we got here.

I ignore them, chilling close to Lylah as she chats it up with everyone.

That is, until I'm looking around and I feel someone's eyes on me.

I spot Daemon across the bonfire, his dark eyes meeting mine.

He has a good view of me from where he is.

I feel my face heat up as he takes me in, eyes trailing down my figure slowly.

He's taking his time.

I subtly arch my body, responding to it.

I can almost see him sucking a breath in.It doesn't make me feel uncomfortable, him looking at me like this.

No, I want him to look at me like this.

I want to be sexy to him and from that barely-restrained look in his eyes maybe I've succeeded in that.

Under his gaze, it feels like every part of me is on fire.

I bite my lip subconsciously, not breaking our stare.

Fuck. I watch his eyes darken, jaw twitching.

"Ash," Lylah's voice snaps me out of it, forcing me to tear my eyes away from Daemon.

"Ash, I think I just spotted Yvonne. I'm gonna go say hi."

Before I can tell her not to leave me awkwardly standing here, she's bounding off and I've lost sight of her in five seconds flat.

So much for my promise to stick together with her.

Finn takes this as a chance to swoop in on me.

"We already asked your friend and she didn't appreciate it very much, so I thought I'd ask you."

"Ask me what?"

I give him a questioning look.

He leers at me.

"Does the carpet match the drapes?"

"Carpets?" I ask. "I don't understand..."

Before I can continue Daemon is on the guy, grabbing him by the collar.

"Say that shit again. Go on, fucking say it," he growls, the cords of his neck taut with anger.

The man chokes and sputters, eyes bulging.

"Fuck. It was just a joke," he wheezes, trying to push away from Daemon.

They're already attracting some attention and Daemon's rising temper alarms me.

"Stop it Daemon," I say in a small voice, putting a hand on his arm.

I can feel just how tightly coiled his muscles are, in accordance to the level of his anger as he keeps Finn in his punishing hold.

Daemon looks down at me and I shake my head, my eyes begging him to stop.

I know what Finn said must have been inappropriate but I don't want to see Daemon like this.

He wants to do what he usually would, give the guy a good thrashing to teach him a lesson.

But he stops himself.

I see that familiar rage in his eyes, warring with what I'm asking him to do.

He looks back at Finn, letting go of him roughly so he stumbles back, nearly falling.

"Watch your mouth, if you don't want me to permanently shut it," he snarls at him and Finn backs off, scrambling over to his friends.

People whisper and look at me, judgemental looks in their eyes.

"People are staring," I say quietly, clinging closer to Daemon, wanting to hide from them.

He sees my discomfort and leads me out of the cluster and people part for us automatically.

Once we're away from everything I anxiously spare a glance at him.

He's still brooding, his expression dark.

He turns to me, a scowl on his face.

"Why didn't you let me do it?"

"B-because I don't want you to keep beating people up for my sake," I exclaim.

"Do you plan on hurting anyone who even looks at me? Be rational."

I look at him expectantly for an answer, watching his anger dissipate as he watches me.

"It's hard to be rational when it comes to you," he admits, voice husky but honest.

"Can you at least try?" I ask, taking one of his hands in mine.

"For me?" I give it a small squeeze, hoping to convince him.

I hate violence.

After what I did to Trent, I worry that it's going to become a part of me too.

So I don't need any more occurring because of me.

"Fine," he says reluctantly.

I know it's not a promise.

It's an acknowledgment that he knows I want him to stop.

But I'll take it.

I know it must be hard for him to change, especially when the anger is so deeply rooted within him.

A gust of wind hits us suddenly and I shiver, wrapping my arms around myself.

"Gosh, it's cold," I remark.

The bonfire is still on high but we're kind of far from it, on the outskirts, the trees thicker here.

"That's what happens when you wear that at night," Daemon says and I pout at him.

"So you don't like it?"

"I didn't say that," his eyes hungrily wander downwards on me and I flush.

"Daemon... don't look at me like that."

"Why not? You know what you're doing to me," he growls and I yelp, suddenly getting embarrassed.

I turn to go into the trees, too flustered to face him.

But I hear him quickly advancing behind me.

So I run through the forest, laughing out loud as he chases me.

I run around a tree, losing sight of him.

I look left and right, wondering where he could be in these twisted shadows of the trees.

But then I feel him grab me from behind, his arms snaking around my waist as he pulls me against him.

"Gotcha," he smirks.

I struggle playfully, trying to get away.

"Daemon," I giggle and he loosens his hold on me so I'm able to turn and face him.

Only then do I realize how close we are, his arms around me.

He stares back at me, his dark eyes glinting in the moonlight, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside them.

"You're breathtaking," he says. "You always have been."

My eyes widen and I can only stand there in shock, trying to calm the firework explosion inside me.

He thinks I'm breathtaking.

Daemon thinks I'm...

But I realize he's waiting, waiting for my response.

So I tentatively put my hands on his chest, looking up at him.

His strong jaw, clenched.

I want him so much.

I want all of him.

I can't help but be greedy, with him under my fingertips.

Before I know it, he's leaning in and I am too.

My heart is thundering so loudly I'm sure he can hear it.

Then our lips touch, it's like nothing I have ever felt before.

It feels so right, his soft lips pressing against mine.

But a sudden pang of insecurity hits me.

What if... what if he doesn't like it?

I abruptly pull away, looking up at him with wide eyes in uncertainty.

His face darkens and I see it.

That carnal hunger.

The look like he wants to devour me.

He grabs my face, crushing his lips back to mine.

I jolt in surprise, a flame lighting inside me as he presses against me.

I throw my arms around his neck, letting him devour me.

His lips move roughly against mine, so desperate.

I'm desperate, too.

I can't think of anything other than this.

How good it feels kissing him. I let his tongue slip past my lips to entangle with mine, my stomach turning in flips all the while.

Fuck, I can't deny that I've wanted this for so long.

We finally pull away for air, both panting as we look at each other.

His eyes dart to my swollen lips, darkening.

"Fuck," his voice is hoarse, deep as ever.

He pulls me back in and I let my eyes flutter closed as his lips meet mine again.

We continue to make out there, Daemon completely dominating me as I kiss back eagerly, hands tangling in his hair.

He takes the lead, his hands going to my waist and pulling me flush against him.

I could get addicted to this, feeling his firm body against mine as he completely makes a mess out of me.

He's the only thing holding me up at this point, I'm weak at the knees.

I let my hands travel from his hair to his face, cupping it in them as I pull him impossibly closer.

I feel a deep growl in his chest, his tongue still in my mouth as he completely overtakes me.

I can barely register whats happening, only how aggressively he's kissing me.

Has he wanted me for as long as I've wanted him?

Was he holding back all this time?

When he finally pulls away, letting me catch my breath, I'm speechless.

All I can do is gasp for breath as we look at each other, the impact of what we've just done hitting us.

[astramachina]

Trans men who crown themselves as The Most Masculine Dudes Ever by adopting the most chauvinistic, homophobic, and misogynistic takes ever. How's it feel to be absolute clowns?

#this guy really looked me dead in the (virtual) eye and told me i was 'doing it wrong' like my man p l e a s e #if you want to be play alpha and go roll around in the dirt and get back to your wife smelling like dead skunk #that's on you buddy. #don't go trying to impose your brand of 'perfect and holy masculinity' on me. #i'd expect this kind of shit from cis folks but what the fuck is this. #personal text.

[luminnara]

It’s Been A Long, Long Time | Alpha!Bucky x Omega! reader Part 2

Summary: When HYDRA had their prized asset, the Winter Soldier, they did something no one ever thought was possible: they gave super soldier serum to an omega. With the sole purpose of tending to him during his ruts, she spends decades living in HYDRA facilities, denied her humanity and her life. Now, years later, Bucky Barnes has his mind and his own life back...and the last thing he ever expects is to see a familiar omega again. Bucky/OC, a little angsty but mostly smutty/fluffy/romantic!

Part one | Part two | Part three |

Warnings: NSFW, Knotting, ABO

Tags: @kyrah-williams @oceanmermaidwitch

The soldier’s rut seemed to come around on a perfect schedule. Like clockwork, every few months Amoretta would be pulled out of her usual living space and sent to the rutting cell to wait for him. Sometimes, he came in smelling fresh and clean, like they had just hosed him down. Other times, he was covered in dirt and blood, most of which didn’t seem to be his own. She didn’t care; her heart soared every time she heard his heavy boots stomping towards her, and she always faced him with a confident, even gaze. 

They would spend his rut together, the soldier knotting her over and over until it passed. He grew bolder with her, showing her affection she never thought he was capable of. He would carefully lay her down on her side so that he could curl around her, waiting for his knot to go down so that he could start all over again. His hands became increasingly gentle, calloused fingertips brushing over her folds carefully as he tried to pull those beautiful moans out of her throat. 

He often succeeded; Amoretta woke up to his touch more times than she could count, her thighs already trembling as he played with her clit. The soldier was good at getting her ready for him, though she was almost always prepared to take his cock anyways. Her body responded to him eagerly, slick always pooling between her legs whenever he was nearby. She couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like if HYDRA didn’t have her on so many heat suppressants. 

Even without her hormones raging, she was falling for him. He was big and strong and protective, always putting himself between her and the guards whenever they appeared in the doorway. If it weren’t for his trigger words, Amoretta was positive he would tear them apart before they even got close to her. Did that mean he felt the same way about her, too? Or was she just being a silly omega, stuck in a cold series of tunnels, latching onto the only alpha she was ever permitted contact with? 

She couldn’t tell. 

She didn’t really care.

All she knew was that she wanted him. She had begun looking forward to his ruts, and by the end of her first year in captivity, her body had begun being able to predict when they were coming without the use of a calendar. It was like waking up on Christmas Day, excitement flooding her while she waited for the guards to come let her out of her cell. It always put her in a good mood, knowing that she was about to see the one person who seemed to care about her in that godforsaken place.

And he did. 

He cared.

Whenever he saw her, the soldier felt his chest swelling with happiness. There were no bond marks on either of them, but she was his, and she knew it. His omega knew that he was there to keep her safe. He was driven by a simple urge to take care of her whenever he saw her, his need to protect her always taking over his mind. She was so much smaller than him, but she took him so well and fit so perfectly against his chest when they laid together. He never wanted it to end. 

“Alpha?” She asked one night, voice barely louder than a whisper. 

His knot had gone down a little while earlier, but he was too exhausted by a full day of fucking to go at it again yet. Instead, he was dozing, an arm draped over her protectively while she snuggled up against his chest. 

“Hm?” He grunted, cracking an eye open. 

“Do you…” she sighed. “Never mind.”

He was fully awake now, both eyes open as he looked at her. “Do I what?”

She bit her lip, feeling stupid. “Do you think we would be together outside of this place?”

He was silent as he thought about it. He didn’t know anything other than HYDRA. Shit, he had never stopped to wonder if there was anything other than HYDRA. Did he have a life besides killing? He had no memory of it, if he did. 

“I’m sorry, it’s dumb.” Amoretta said, burying her face against his chest. “Forget it.”

“‘Mega,” his chest rumbled with the word. “It’s not dumb.”

“Then why didn’t you answer?” She huffed. 

He snorted quietly. There it was again. That brazen attitude she always had. 

“Because...I don’t remember anything outside of this.” He finally said. 

Amoretta looked at him. “Nothing at all?”

“It’s always been HYDRA.” He didn’t sound too concerned.

She frowned. “Well...if it wasn’t. If we were just two normal people.”

“Normal?”

“You know.” She couldn’t help but smile a little. “Just...two people, living in a city—“

“New York.” He interrupted quietly.

She paused. “New York?”

“A city. To live in.” He said. “New York.”

Her brow furrowed slightly. Why would he choose New York? It was a large city, to be sure, but it seemed out of character for him to interrupt with something like that, especially considering that they were currently being kept somewhere under Eastern Europe. They were as far away from the States as they could get, and she had expected to be talking about someplace like Paris, or Moscow, or Berlin. 

She knew the soldier was someone HYDRA had captured a while ago, which meant he had to have had some sort of life before they pumped him full of the serum. Could this be part of it? Was he...remembering? If he was, she wanted to know more. All HYDRA used her for was getting their asset through his ruts, so she had plenty of time to think, and plenty more time to be curious. The most interesting thing in the compound with her was him, and she had spent hours just wondering about him. This could be her chance to actually get him talking about something other than rutting, and she wanted to encourage more.

“Okay, New York.” She said, a reassuring hand on his arm. “What part?”

He thought for a moment, trying to concentrate. “Brooklyn.”

“Why Brooklyn?”

The soldier shrugged. “Heard about it. I think.”

“Never been there?”

“...I don’t know.” 

“Hmph.” She played with a strand of his dark hair. “If we lived in Brooklyn, what kind of life would we have?”

“A house,” he said. 

“We’d have a house?” 

He nodded, his nose finding the scent gland on her neck and rubbing against it. “Filled with lots...and lots...of pups…”

Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately felt heat coiling around in her belly. She couldn’t help it; she was pre programmed to get excited at the concept of being bred. Even without her heats, the thought filled her chest with butterflies. 

“Wanna breed you…” his voice pulled her back to reality. 

Amoretta licked her lips, grinning. “Then breed me, Alpha.”

He let out a playful growl, somehow finding the strength to roll her onto her front and grab her hips. He held onto her tightly enough to leave little red marks, but he never had to worry; she was strong. She was made for him. He knew that she could take whatever he gave her.

“Want my knot?” The soldier asked, toying with her wet folds for a few moments before he shoved his cock inside of her. 

“Y-yes, Alpha!” She squealed, pussy immediately tightening around him. She had grown so used to his size by now, she hardly even needed any preparation to take him. Her body accepted his girth eagerly, wanting nothing more than to feel his knot catching on her.

He groaned appreciatively as he began thrusting in and out of her, setting a lazy pace for himself. “‘M gonna fill you up, Omega...gonna fill you up, get you nice and pupped…”

Her cheeks were flushed as she listened to him, skin burning as her alpha fucked her. She loved the sound of his voice. She loved everything about him. 

“Please,” she moaned, melting down against the sheets. 

“Yeah?” He let go of her hips, moving both hands to hold her ass. He gave it a squeeze, chest rumbling happily at the feeling of so much supple flesh in his grip. “Fuck, omega...my pretty ‘mega…”

She sighed happily, her pussy squeezing his cock as a little orgasm fluttered through her. He was good at that, and giving her those tiny little ones every so often with nothing but his words. 

He snarled at the feeling. He wanted more. 

A metal hand snaked around her front, finding her clit and rubbing it roughly. She immediately cried out, surprised by the sudden stimulation, and it wasn’t long before her thighs were shaking and she was a moaning, crying mess underneath her soldier. How did he know what to do? Why did he even care if she got off, when she was only there to please him? 

He had to be more than just a flesh and bone HYDRA machine. She knew he had to be.

As she tipped over the edge, he followed close behind, his breath hot on the back of her neck as he bit into her shoulder. The pain felt dull, despite his massive fangs tearing into her. It always did; Amoretta was never worried about it, often sporting bruises and bite marks after her soldier mounted her. With the quickened healing abilities her body now had, nothing lasted very long before fading anyways. 

She wished they would stick around, though. She wanted to feel claimed. 

She felt his knot swelling and she sighed happily, slumping down onto the cot as he pressed his chest against her back. He began lazily licking at her shoulder, swiping his tongue over the bloody wound to soothe it. 

“One day,” he grumbled, “One day, ‘m gonna mark you.”

Her breath caught in her throat. 

“Wh-what?” She asked, looking back at him. 

He nodded, sure of himself. “You’re my omega. An’ one day, I’m gonna make sure everybody knows.”

—

How many years did she spend there, in HYDRA’S compounds? After the first, it was easy to lose track. She was kept on a monotonous schedule that consisted of a few feedings a day, exercise sessions, and the occasional “doctor’s visit.” Those always just meant that her suppressants were being increased, as her body was growing steadily angrier about them. She was building up a tolerance, the doctor said, and they would simply have to keep ramping up her dosage. 

She dared to ask why they couldn’t just let her have heats like normal, and the answer was simply that they didn’t have the facilities ready to raise super soldier pups. The thought of being separated from her own offspring mortified her; it was bad enough that she was always so far away from her alpha, and she knew she couldn’t bear to give up her pups for some twisted HYDRA program. 

So she shut up, and learned to deal with the side effects of the suppressants. They made her constantly nauseous, not enough to make her vomit, but definitely enough that she was uncomfortable all day. As her dosage increased, so did her headaches, and there were moments she considered begging the doctors to take her off of them so that she could feel at least some relief. 

But she knew that would be a bad idea. She had to continue acting like she had absolutely no interest in returning to her normal heat cycle, or else risk HYDRA thinking about how quickly they could get things ready to start a new super soldier program. Amoretta wanted to keep their minds off of it for as long as she possibly could, and it seemed like she was successful; it never came up during her visits to the lab, the doctors seeming much more focused on how to keep her from getting pregnant at all. 

It was for the best. She knew that. But part of her whined and yearned to be allowed to start a little family with her alpha, even though he hadn’t given her a bond mark. With every rut she spent with him, she felt herself growing more and more comfortable at his side, wishing more and more that they were normal people. She wanted to live that life in Brooklyn with him, to smell fresh air again instead of the recycled oxygen they pumped through the compound. 

Sometimes, Amoretta was moved to different facilities. They were always underground, always just as gray and dingy as all the others. The guards always tranquilized her in order to transport her, and she would wake up in a similar, yet different cell from the last, groggy and even more nauseous than usual. She figured they were moving both her and the soldier around, depending on where they wanted to send him off on missions. She just wished that she could go outside once in a while, too. 

One night, she got her chance. 

She woke up early, her body fighting off the tranquilizer she had been given. She could tell that she was in a cramped, dark transport crate, moonlight filtering in through the air holes on the top of it. Fresh air was coming in, too, the scent of grass and pine filling her nose. It smelled so delicious that she was gulping in lungfulls, immediately shifting to press her face up against one of the holes. 

It was small, barely large enough for her to see out of it, but she could spot a few twinkling stars up above her. 

She wanted more. 

The crate was heavy, reinforced with metal bars meant to keep her in and the soldier out, but she was determined. She hadn’t seen the outdoors in...shit, decades? 

A few good kicks was all it took before she was scrambling out, bare toes digging into the dirt as she stood and looked around. She was in the middle of nowhere, it seemed, a few trucks idling nearby as HYDRA workers moved supplies into the compound. 

As soon as they noticed her, she ran, sprinting off into the trees. She could hear shouting behind her, but she didn’t stop, too excited by the feeling of the wind against her bare skin. The night air was cool and refreshing, and as she skidded to a stop at the edge of a field, she could hardly believe she was really outside.

Turning her eyes up to the sky, she let out a happy gasp. The moon was full and bright, an entire galaxy of stars twinkling in the inky blackness of space. Amoretta hadn’t realized how much she missed it. 

Heavy footsteps drew her attention away from the stars, but she didn’t turn to look. She could smell her alpha approaching, his scent seeming more curious than angry now that he had found her. He was alone, free of the entourage of guards she had expected to come after her. 

“Omega,” he growled, his low voice rumbling. 

“Look at them,” she sighed.

He stepped up next to her, his side brushing hers. “At what?” His blue eyes were scanning the treeline, searching for anything that could be threatening his omega. When he found nothing, he tilted his head to look down at her curiously. “What is it?”

“The stars,” she sighed again.

Stars? 

He watched her face for a moment, surprised to find her smiling up at the sky. When he finally followed her gaze, he paused to admire the stars. He never really did that, did he? Whenever HYDRA let him out, he was sent with strict orders. There was never any time for stargazing. Though...it was nice, and the look on his omega’s face was even nicer. 

“That’s Ursa Major,” she said, pointing up to a collection of stars. “See? It’s a bear.”

The soldier snorted. “I don’t see a bear.”

“Then look harder.”

She glanced over to see him actually squinting, the lower half of his face obscured by the black mask he wore on missions. The sight made her laugh, quiet giggles quickly turning into full, hearty laughter that had her gripping her sides. There he was, a huge, terrifying super soldier, the most dangerous assassin in the world, and he was trying to figure out constellations. 

“What?” his head whipped around to look down at her.

“N-nothing,” she giggled. 

He gave her an exasperated look. “Are you laughing at me?”

“I might be.” she nudged his side with her shoulder. “You’re just...cute. That’s all.”

She could see him raise an eyebrow. “Cute?”

“Mhm. You know, this is the first time I’ve seen you outside of a rut.” she leaned against him, looking up with big doe eyes. “I like it.”

His chest puffed up a little as he looked down at her. “You do?”

“Of course.”

“Good,” his throat rumbled with a low purr. “I have to take you back now.”

She deflated with a sigh. “Already?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Not safe out here.”

“There’s nothing out here scarier than you, Alpha.”

His purr grew louder, a little more smug. “You’re right. But I have orders.”

“Can we stay for just another minute?” she pleaded. “Then you can drag me back.”

The soldier considered her offer. He really did enjoy watching her gaze up at the stars, and he had no idea when he would get this chance again. “...Fine.”

Amoretta smiled. “Thank you, Alpha.”

His arm found its way around her waist, pulling her up against him. “You like stars, omega?”

“I used to sit outside and look at them every night back home,” she said. “Well, when it was clear.”

“Back home?”

She nodded. “I grew up in this quaint little village, tucked away in the mountains...at the foot of the alps.”

He cocked his head. Something about the alps...it felt like there was a memory nudging at the back of his mind, but he didn’t know why. Maybe he had gone there on a mission? HYDRA was good at always wiping his memory between outings. It was hard to tell where he had been. 

“Let’s go.” he said, suddenly uncomfortable. 

Amoretta didn’t resist as he scooped her up, instead resting her cheek against his chest and trying to surround herself with his scent while he walked. She could tell that something was bothering him, but with no idea what, and with him nearing the HYDRA base, there was little she could do to try and pry it out of him. 

She would just have to wait and try again during his next rut.

#alpha bucky #alpha bucky barnes #abo #omegaverse #it's been a long long time #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x oc #avengers x reader #avengers x oc

[zealous-whispers-of-us-redux]

oh where, oh where?

SMUT AHEAD

Summary: Bucky would gladly get on his knees if she asked him.

They had run down the aisle together. They had written their vows and made out for a good few minutes before someone cleared their throat, and they both remembered that they had an audience. Her dress was bright white, and she had a garter underneath that Bucky pulled off with his teeth.

Bucky's bare feet fly over the dewy grass. He pants, letting his tongue fall out of his mouth as he quickens his pace. He barely makes it over a huge tree trunk in his path, and that short little bit of hesitation has let the person pursuing him catch up. The hot, heady smells of his omega envelop him, the only indication that she’s right on his heels. She can run noiselessly through the forest. She’s so quiet in everything that she does, even running through a heavily wooded forest, that it should scare him. It really should, but it doesn’t.

A soft hiss in his ear, and Bucky feels the scrape of nails scrabbling for purchase on the fabric of his pants. A shiver runs down his spine, and he bites back a low moan. He knows that she is hunting him and that she's winning.

Thor had done the ceremony. It was all handfasting and circle casting and calling out to the Gods of Old and mine, mine mine mine; she’s finally all mine. They’d read their vows, and her eyes swam with unshed tears as Bucky had included a quote from Shakespeare’s Antony and Cleopatra, much to the audience's amusement. But she had hugged him at the end of his vows, and she was the only person whose opinion he cared about.

A cold breath slides up the back of his neck, and Bucky, whining, wants nothing more than to roll over, present his belly, and give up. He would let her do anything to him. But he had promised her this. She wanted to chase him for a while, get him all riled up before she turned him.

The reception went much too slowly for his tastes. Bucky had dragged her away about an hour in, unable to stand it anymore. They had said their goodbyes, and then, Bucky had pulled her to the car and spent an hour with his head buried under her skirt, lapping at her slick and making her moan, the ring on her finger a stark reminder that she was now his fucking WIFE. They’d made their way to the airport and took a late flight to the Great Bear Rainforest in British Columbia. It was still bright when they’d arrived, and, after napping until sundown, they had raced from their rented room and into the beautiful forest.

They are playing their favorite game. Bucky howls at the moon, drunk on love, drunk on her, drunk on every-fucking-thing, and then he hears a snarl right in his ear. He picks up speed, dropping to his hands and letting himself go faster. He’s much quicker on four legs, or so he thinks. Something lands on his back and Bucky face-plants into the dirt with an ‘oomph.’ Strong limbs wind themselves around him, and his omega flips him over, grinning. Her fangs glint in the moonlight, and she leans into his neck, scraping her teeth over his skin as a promise.

“I got you,” she says triumphantly.

“Ya got me,” Bucky replies, unsteady from the scent of her.

“Your heart’s beating so fast for me. What a strong, handsome alpha I’ve got.” She mouths at the spot that makes Bucky groan the loudest. “Look at that, and he tastes delicious.”

“Please,” Bucky begs, his words garbled around the sharp canines growing in his mouth, “Please. Bite me, turn me, fuck me. Anythin’.”

“Why should I when we’re just getting started?”

“It's been hours, baby doll,” he says because it has.

She grins. “But I’m having fun! Aren’t you?”

“I'm so hard for ya,” Bucky complains. “Been hard for ages, sweet ‘mega! I want- I want you to turn me, please!”

“My precious alpha,” she drawls, running a sharp nail down Bucky’s neck, and he wiggles his hips, whining for more, “You want me to turn you? You have to give in first. Don’t you want to be helpless for me?”

Bucky moans as she curls her fingers around his neck. She doesn't tighten her grip, just holds him, but Bucky pants anyway. He watches with hazy eyes as she leans down to rub their noses together.

“Answer me, my sweet boy. Don’t you want to be helpless for me?” she asks. “Be my prey?”

“Yeah, yeah! Anythin’! Anythin’ for you!” Bucky says, his hips jumping.

“You're so hard already. Are you going to come in your nice pants? They were so expensive, Buck. Are you wearing boxers?”

“No. C'mon, honey, I want you to fuck me. I’ve been good, haven’t I? I waited for ya an’ let you chase me for so long.”

“All right. We’re almost done with our game, I promise.”

“Almost?”

Why is she dragging this out so long? Why isn't she straddling Bucky's hips as she sinks her teeth into his neck? It’s not fair, gods-damn it. She wants him just as badly, so why is she just sitting there doing nothing?

“You’re too riled up," she says calmly.

How the fuck is she so collected right now?

“You fuckin’ think so?” Bucky snaps.

When she gently squeezes his neck, Bucky growls, fumbling with her hand. His hands are so much bigger than hers, and he wraps both of them around her wrist and arm, covering the entirety of it nearly up to her elbow.

“More, more, more, more,” Bucky thinks through their bond.

"Yeah?"

Bucky nods furiously, and she smiles, doing just as he'd asked of her.

“Relax, Buck. You need to relax," she croons.

Bucky feels his mind beginning to fade away as she stares at him. Temptation edges her words, dripping off of her tongue like the sweetest honey. Bucky feels like he could float away on a gust of wind and leave his body behind. They are the only two people left on the planet, and she is the most beautiful thing Bucky has ever seen. Her enticement is powerful, and she never uses it unless Bucky asks her to.

“Relax, baby. For me, hm? Take the edge off. Why don't you come for me? I bet that'll make you feel better, right?"

She is talking to him. Bucky tries to get his brain back online, and when her words register, he nods, dazed. He can come for her. She doesn't even need to ask. His hindbrain, upset that Bucky is so quickly submitting, is fighting him, though. He tells it very firmly to shut the fuck up and hears his alpha retreat with a growl. The non-alpha part of Bucky adores submitting to her. There is something so freeing about it. No wolfpack to lead, no turf war to plan, just her and her body making him feel so fucking good. If she were a werewolf, would she be the alpha to Bucky's omega? He sure as shit hopes so. The idea sends a little thrill down his spine every time.

"Didn't you hear me? Come for me." Her fingers flex around Bucky's throat. "Now."

"Shit," Bucky says, his back bowing.

He can't look away from her as he comes, untouched, in his pants. He shudders around her fingers, making little choking noises, and she lets go of his neck, looking worried. But his eyes burst open, and he reaches for her fingers, gripping them tightly in his own as he squirms on the forest floor. Finally, after what seems like an hour, Bucky calms down, whimpering like a pup. He paws at her, wanting her all over. She lays herself on top of him, acting as a human blanket and peppering kisses to his face. She grins at him, looking proud, and Bucky glows.

“That was beautiful, Buck,” she murmurs, smoothing a hand through his messy hair. “You looked gorgeous. Thank you, baby."

“Yeah,” Bucky says, still trying to gather the pieces of his staticky mind, “Fuck, that was amazin’. You’re fuckin’ amazin’. Why have you never done it like that before?”

“I’ve never used enticement that powerfully before. It’s taking away the victim’s free will.”

“You can take away my free will any fuckin’ time you want. Whenever you want, if it means I come that hard.”

"Did you like it, okay? Was it too much?"

"Was fuckin' perfect. Promise."

“Okay, that’s good." She kisses Bucky sweetly. "I’m glad you liked it.”

“Oh, yeah, I liked it a lot. Can we do it again?”

"Baby steps, Buck. We can't do it so much at once. I don't want you to end up miserable afterward. That can happen sometimes."

"Okay," says Bucky, smiling foolishly. "Up to you. You're the boss."

"I am, am I?" she says, giggling.

"Yeah. I'll do anythin' you wan.'"

She kisses Bucky, their bond humming with her delight. Bucky sucks on her tongue and curls a possessive hand around the back of her head. She shifts, leaning further forward into Bucky's body. He sighs, licking her fangs.

“Mrs. Barnes,” Bucky says against her lips.

“Yes, Mr. Barnes?”

“Chase me again? Make me yours.”

“Mm,” she hums, pressing her lips to Bucky’s jaw and nipping the skin there, “Aren’t you already mine?”

“As much as you’re mine,” Bucky says, twirling a strand of her hair around his finger. “But you know what I really want. You gonna give it to me?”

“Aren’t you tired yet?”

Bucky springs to his feet and steps out of his dirty pants.

“Ha! Don’t tell me yer givin’ up already? Are you tired? D'you need a little rest?”

“Am I tired? Please,” she scoffs. “I’ve hunted things for days. This is nothing.”

“Well, why don’t we take it up a notch?” he says, dropping down to all fours again.

“You're going to 'wolf' out on me? Does that mean I can use everything in my arsenal, too?” she asks.

“It wouldn’t be fair if you didn’t,” Bucky says, winking.

Bucky stares at his gorgeous wife as he brings the wolf in his mind forward. It is difficult to call it on days that aren’t close to the full moon, but as the alpha leader and protector of a wolf pack, Bucky not only has the power to do so but has practiced this dangerous shift many times. His neck cracks as his joints shift, and his fingernails elongate into claws. His muzzle rips through the skin of his face, and he growls, dancing around and shaking the blood off of his fur. He stares down at his sweet omega with golden eyes, and he tries his best to smile at her. (A complicated expression when one’s mouth is long and filled with too many teeth.)

She laughs. “You're so cute. Can I give you some pets?"

Bucky nods and flops down on his stomach as a dog would. Delighted, she hurries over to him, digging her hands into his fur. It’s not often she sees him in his complete wolf form, but when she does, she’s overcome with the urge to rub herself all over Bucky. Not that he minds, of course. He starts to purr almost immediately after she begins petting him.

“This means something, doesn’t it?” she asks, squishing her face down in the downy fur on Bucky’s cheek.

He inhales once he realizes that her scent is all over him, and his scent is all over her. It has seeped into her pores, and it took Bucky until now to fully realize it. She’s totally and completely his as much as he is hers.

“Mine," Bucky rumbles through the bond.

“How could I forget? This is that wolf chase ritual thing before we mate as 'husband and wife.'”

Bucky woofs and bobs his head, confirming her theory.

“Well,” she says, stepping away from him and fixing him again with a steely gaze, “We better get started then. I’m ninety-four percent positive that I’m going to kick your butt. Can your fragile alpha ego handle that?”

They regard each other for a moment before Bucky shakes his head, snuffling, and races off, leaving her in the dust. He hears her yelp of indignation and grins to himself. He tilts his head and howls at the dark sky. Skidding to a brief halt, Bucky scratches a tree trunk as he races by, marking his path for her as he’d been taught. Typically, the alpha does the chasing of the omega before the first knotting as married mates, but he certainly doesn’t mind having her chase him. Especially if it means that she’ll bite him and turn him (and then she’d carry his pups, and they’d live happily ever fucking after! Bucky cannot wait to see how she looks when she’s pregnant and having his pups. He’s gonna be the most doting alpha ever!)

“Oh, where, oh, where has my little wolf gone?” (He hears her singing from quite far away) “Oh, where, oh, where can he be? With his ears cut short and his tail cut long. Oh, where, oh, where can he be?”

Bucky yips at her, sending a bolt of yearning through their bond. He wants her so much. He hears her stumble and can see the glare she is currently giving him. He laughs inwardly and runs faster. Bucky is sprinting through the forest now, hitting speeds of sixty miles per hour. He leaps onto a tree and knocks it over with brunt strength. He gouges his claws into the trunk and rubs his head against the wood.

“Find!”  Bucky sing-songs.

“Oh, where, oh, where has my little wolf gone?”

She is closer now, and a thrilling shiver runs down Bucky’s spine.

“Oh, where, oh, where can he be?”

“Slow!”

“You forget,” she says. “I can run much faster than you!”

“Can’t.”

“Yes, I can!”

“No.”

“Oh, where, oh, where has my little wolf gone? Oh, where, oh, where can he be?”

“Can’t,” Bucky repeats stubbornly.

“One hundred miles an hour versus a mere sixty,” she mocks. “Do the math for me, alpha.��Who’d win?”

“Me.”

“You fucking wish, wolf.”

He grins smugly. “Slow.”

“Oh, where-"

A cool breath hits his left flank, and Bucky is so startled that he trips over a tree stump.

“-Oh, where has my little wolf gone?”

A breath slides up his back. Bucky does an ungraceful somersault and bonks his head pretty hard as he lands, all splayed out.

“Oh, where, oh, where can he be?” says a voice, ruffling the sparse fur on his stomach.

Skidding to a dazed stop, Bucky blinks past the blurred vision that he’d got from hitting his head on the hard ground. He narrows his eyes, pricks his ears, and tries to sense her. Damn, she’s fucking good. Where the hell did she go?

“Oh, where, oh, where can he be?” she repeats.

Why can he hear her but not see her? Where is she? Gods, he’s uncomfortably aroused again, which sucks when he is in his wolf form. He is so desperate to knot her that his mouth is salivating at the thought, but this chase has been going on for ages! Alphas never chase their omegas this long; why is she taking eons?

“Baby!” Bucky whines.

“Where can he be?”

A lithe figure, all five-foot something-or-other, bowls into Bucky’s seven-foot wolf body with so much force that he chokes out a gasp as they roll across the ground. She flips them over, so she is on top of him, and he flicks his ears in submission. She flashes her fangs and bites his right ear like she’s supposed to. He whines.

“There he is!” she says, her eyes gleaming with promise.

#buck x reader #bucky barnes x reader #abo au #alpha bucky barnes #vampire reader #fluff and smut #sub!bucky if you squint

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

The Pack: Heated Petals

Summary- 2.7k Alpha Steve x Little One Reader. Steve is finishing up a project and was planning on taking you out but things get side tracked and turns out you two are not leaving for a while. 

Warnings- Smut, Female receiving Oral. 18+ readers only please. 

Written for @imanuglywombat​ “Is that even a sex position” weekly challenge. Divider made by @firefly-graphics​

“Weekend plans?” Sam asked Steve while they waited for the logs to be unloaded from the back of the truck to be sent into the mill to be filed down and then Steve could arrange to have them shipped out to buyers. It had been a busy week, both the Alpha and Steve feeling like they neglected you in that time. Early days and late nights had him giving you a chaste kiss while out the door and quick bouts of sex late in the night before you curled up to him to sleep. 

No, he had to make it right. “I’m thinking about a weekend away, take Little One to a nice dinner, maybe go into the city and get a suite for us for the weekend.” Steve checked the time, anxious to get finished so he could do just that, he never was able to take you out on a date or a trip anywhere just for the two of you. “Peak foliage season right now, I think she would enjoy all of it.” The Alpha agreed with Steve, thumps of his tail marking his approval. 

“Sounds good, Sara is gonna catch a hint of that and be wanting to do the same.” Sam grinned while the last log got unloaded. “Think I might just steal your idea.” 

Steve dug for his keys now that they could head back. “Do it Man, I'm not one to stand in the way of love.” Sam rolled his eyes at the Pack Leader, Steve flashing him a grin as he hauled himself back into the truck. 

You woke up knowing what was going to happen. Your thighs kept clenching together for the relieving pressure it would put on your pussy that started to ache. Not even playing with yourself in the shower had helped relieve it till Steve could get home. Growling in the hot water as you leaned your forehead against the coolness of the shower tile, willing yourself to just calm down. Your Alpha would be home soon. 

The Little Wolf whimpered, her ears flattening against her skull in discomfort. <Call him maybe?> 

I can’t, it's still early and he has been busting his ass to get this last order done. He's stressed out enough as it is. You countered with the Little Wolf, who although miserable with want, agreed that you were right. 

You both were stronger then the heat, you could get through today. 

Just as a precaution, you messaged Sara cancelling your typical coffee date. She didn't ask why, it was thankfully an unspoken understanding between shifters what was going on. Then you paced, back and forth through the cabin, out onto the deck and down to the dock, trying to let the cool fall air ease you to relax. 

If anything it all made you more on edge. Your gut clenching, and your thighs sticky while your pussy throbbed with what felt like every beat of your heart. Throb Throb Throb. 

You clenched your fists and pressed them against the top of your quivering thighs, whispering out “Son of a bitch.” To the only thing around you, the still lake water that seemed so calm, the complete opposite to the Little Wolf crying for her mate inside. 

He will be home soon, I know it. It's Friday. He always cuts the crew loose on Friday. You reasoned, probably more for your sanity then anything, but you could feel the Little Wolf try to settle down with that knowledge. It was then you heard the heavy machinery of the crew's gear rambling down the dirt road leading to the compound and you turned on your toes, head tilted listening for one in particular. The one Steve always took up the mountain. 

The distinct rattle of exhaust sounded and you broke into a sprint back along the dock and up the stairs. Buzzing through the house, you sprang onto the porch, tilting your nose up to inhale deeply, searching for him. Tangles of scents hit you. 

Motor Oil, the trees lining the compound, the cool musty lake, other pack members. None of them were your Alphas heavy calming scent of pine forest and iron, a soothing balm to your soul as well as gasoline to the embers of your hormones driving you mad. 

But it didn't take long for you to locate it, swarming your senses to cloud your mind of rational thought. Steve was in the garage, with a few other stragglers. He always stayed behind to make sure the equipment was put away correctly, a man was only able to work as good as the tools provided for him. 

You skipped down the steps and sprinted again, right now you needed one thing and one thing only. You needed Steve.

Steve was just wiping his hands on a rag, biding the others a good weekend when his back stiffened. It was so distinct, the flooding of honeysuckle that had long ago became a pleasure scent for him, the one that was all you. Steve wasn't the only one to sense it, the other shifters still in the garage pausing to look warily back at the Alpha. Steve’s hair on the back of his neck stood on end, and the Alpha immediately raised from his slumber in the back of his mind. The Wolf’s hackles raised seeing so many between him and the Little One, his Little One who was just in heat and it made Steve’s mouth water and cock ache just catching the faintest whiff of you. But you were growing stronger, just outside of the garage door, and the Wolf started pressing for control of Steve, ready to rip through his lingering pack mates to get to you. Steve did what he could to keep the beast in control. “Get out” He growled deeply, challenging any to oppose him. 

Then you stepped in the doorway and that growl in Steve’s chest turned more threatening, short of a snarl. “Little One, come over here.” Demanded while his nostrils kept flaring, scenting you and you pushed through the packmates who were making a hasty retreat. It was dangerous to get between an Alpha and his mate in heat. Steve never broke eye contact with you, using you making your way towards him as his lifeline to keep in control. The Alpha visibly started shaking in restraint when you would accidentally brush against another on your way to him. The moment you reached him, the garage door slammed shut to the pair, leaving them alone. 

Steve immediately circled your waist with his hands and picked you up to perch on a nearby pickup truck's hood. Pressing his face into the top of your thighs, pressing in against the juncture of them, inhaling the addictive scent that had turned him completely feral in the moment. 

Your fingers pressed into his hair and pressed him in closer as he inhaled against your heat, your hips rolling into his face with a whine. “I really need you Alpha.” 

He bit the top of your thigh lightly before moving back to start working your pants open while you leaned back on your elbows, tilting your head back to try and breath through the next wave of arousal scorching you now that your Mate was close. Your panties and jeans were starting to stick to your skin, and felt so constricting. Your legs kicked out as he started to pull them down. 

“Fuck Little One, why didn’t you call me to come home? There was no need for you to suffer like this.” He growled in a reprimand as he tugged your pants off and you lifted your head guilty while his hands braced along the inside of your thighs and spread them apart to groan at the sight of slick covered petals, swollen in need for him. His cock so fucking hard in his jeans, raging with desire to sink into your heat and knot you while filling you full of cum. But this wasn’t about him. 

You rocked a bit under his gaze, which Steve didn't try to hide the fact that he was staring right in your most intimate spot that was weeping for him, ready to feel your Alpha claim you in every which way. “Because I didn't want to bother you while you were so busy.” 

His eyes snapped up and he stepped in closer, his fingers digging into your thighs. “I thought we went over this, when you go into heat, you're my focus. Fuck everything else.” Harsh kisses started at your ankle and moved up as he lifted a leg to lope over his shoulder, his tongue dragging through the slick on your inner most part of your thigh, but he yet didn't touch your sensitive folds and that made you whine sharply in protest at how he bypassed it. 

“We did-” You panted as your heel pressed into his upper shoulder blade, the cool air washing over your heated core making you shiver. Steve repeated the action with kissing your ankle and then biting in your calf sharp enough to leave his teeth imprint, cutting you off. 

“Next time Little One, you won’t wait, correct?” Dragging his tongue back up your inner thigh and resting his chin against the top of your mound, arched brows waiting for you to confirm. 

The Little Wolf huffed in frustration at you holding out from answering him right away, snapping at you while Steve nudged his nose through the tufts of pubic hair, also holding out on you till you growled out. 

“Yes Alpha, Yes. Please now?” You lifted your hips to have him touch you where you most wanted and strong hands were quick to grasp your ass cheeks, keeping you raised up near his mouth. “Even the Little Wolf is scolding me now.” You huffed and he chuckled as now he let the tip of his nose follow your slit, dragging your scent in like he could drown himself in it. 

“Cause she has common sense.” He teased, when he buried his mouth into your folds, dragging through the slick folds and sucking those sensitive petals into his mouth. You tensed at the sensation of Steve feasting on you. He never was subtle about how much he enjoyed you sprawled open like this for him. Groans and growls following thick hard laps of his tongue, pressing his face harder into sensitive flesh till you swore he imprinted himself into you. 

Slick mess coated his chin as he spread your petals apart to your weeping channel tightening with the sensations of the tip of his tongue tracing tight circles around, dipping into tease the walls before leaving you wanting more while he turned attention to your clit. 

Your sensitive little clit that he tugged between teeth that made you squeal and try to rock into him, scratching a bit at the truck's hood with a screech through the old paint job. “Steve! Fuck Alpha.” You yelped at him and he shook his head to stimulate you more while glancing up at you heatedly. 

“This pussy is mine Little One, I'm going to enjoy my meal.” He sucked the top of your mound into his mouth, his tongue putting pressure against your swollen bud till you were rocking to grind into his face, his hands helping you move back and forth. Now you gushed around him, coats of arousal catching in his beard, glistening while he rubbed his chin against your thigh with a scratchy brush against soft skin, turning it red. Rubbing his scent into you as well as marking you. 

Plump handfuls of your flesh in his hands made him strengthen his grasp on you, digging in harshly while you tried to make your own rocky demands. It would be some time till those fingertip bruises left your flesh, just as his sharp bites to your inner thighs or the beard burn your folds were taking. He was heady with intoxication on your honeysuckle arousal. Warm and enticing, he could keep buried in your pussy just because you were so good to him, slurping up your addicting juices with demanding lips and tongue, your quivering flesh captured in his teeth and he suckled on you. Loud growls overtook the wet sound of him feasting on your pussy, and in no time you started thrashing in your orgasm, bangs of your body on the unforgiving metal of the truck hood. 

He lifted for air, your body heaving as you tried to catch air and your head tilted back while you let the satisfaction of your orgasm wash over you for a few moments of relief with that first orgasm. Steve massaged his hands against your ass while your trembling thighs fell off his shoulders to drape over the edge of the hood. He pulled you open for him once more and the cold air once more made your sweat streaked body goosebump. Steve eased your hips to rest on the edge of the pickups hood, you let your sticky back rest down, running your hands up and down your still clenching body, riding out the last of your orgasm as you heard a zipper drop and buckle open. 

Closing your eyes while you hummed happily, you could already feel the coil spiral in your lower belly, but knowing your Alpha was just about to knot you kept you from getting too impatient. Steve leaned over you while grasping your hips to pull you to the edge. Your legs wrapped around his hips while you reached up to grasp his biceps, to pull yourself up to sit. 

“Mmhh, hold on Little One.” Steve warned before pressing his erection into you. There was no easing in, stretching you open, he just forced himself hilt deep and you revealed in the way it burned with a hiss escaping you, his ruts deep and demanding while you did just as he told you. Digging into his straining biceps and tightening around his hips that rocked upwards to continue railing you, ready to knot your weeping pussy when you came for him again. 

It wouldn't be long, so sensitive after he ate you out. Your head dropped to his shoulders while he grunted against your ear, bouncing you off him and the truck's hood while he pulled you up and down his cock. 

“So fucking good Little One.” He bit your neck sharply while mummering the words, muffling his noises while he angled himself. Reaching between your bodies, he thrummed your clit expertly, causing your flutters to start clenching his pounding cock, until you shuddered around him, coming again while giving a cry into his shoulder, loosening your hold a bit tiredly and letting your body just go slack. But he didn't let you sink back, he crushed you tighter to his chest, his thrusts staggering with utmost goal in mind and when he painted your channel for the first time, the knot followed to keep his seed deep in you, small thrusts pushing him deeper till he stalled with a moan, licking where he bit you harshly to clean any blood dotting the mark before pulling back. His hold loosens a bit to rub up and down your back.

You to lift your head, purring while you pressed your lips to his, nuzzling your nose against his before brushing your face against his in a affectionate way, your hands sliding from where you grasped his biceps to smooth along his chest, lifting and lowering under his palm where he was breathing heavily. 

“Can I ride you next?” You asked heatedly, your mind still lust filled with desire to have him fill you with his seed again. Rubbing your body against his while moaning at the way his knot kept you stretched and stuffed with him. “We could probably sneak back home now.” 

Steve growled, placing nipping kisses along your face and then sucking on your neck. “Why do we have to go back home? Little One, that is exactly what truck beds are made for.” Circling his arms under your thighs and ass, he lifted you off the hood while you were still full of him, making you squeak in shock at the movement and tightening your legs around his waist to keep you in place while he carried you around to the back, making you giggle excitedly as he set you down on the edge, easing from you now that his knot loosened. You moved to crawl into the truck bed, him following along right behind you with grabbing hands and flipped to his back, pulling your thighs to straddle him. Instead of easing you down though, Steve pulled you up towards his face, licking his lips. 

“But you can only ride my cock after your ride my face Little One.” 

#the pack #alpha steve rogers #heated petals #amber writes #sweater writes #shifter #alpha steve rogers x little one #alpha steve rogers x you #steve rogers au #wolf steve rogers

[casspurrjoybell-24]

My Unwanted Mate - Chapter 5 - Part 3

*Warning Adult Content*

Calvin Frey

Dad wanted to say something.

He wasn't the easiest person to read but the way his eyes kept shifting from the television to where I sat stiffly gave him away.

It was hard to distract Dad when he was watching one of his shows.

Even Mom's nagging would go through one ear and out the other.

Rubbing my hands over my denim-covered thighs, I tried ignoring my nerves and pretended to be interested in the show.

My mind couldn't be further from the old western playing.

Mom had demanded my presence for a reason.

As much as she enjoyed cooking, she wouldn't have forcefully gotten me out of the house just to have a family dinner.

I was thinking of ways to escape and Dad was starting to turn towards me, having finally worked up the nerve to say whatever he had to.

Thankfully, the doorbell rung.

I was off the couch before Dad could get the first word out.

"I'll get it," the words were rushed, as were my footsteps.

"Hurry up and let me in for flips sake."

Banging followed the whine from the other side of the front door, making me roll my eyes.

I'd just unlocked the door when it was pushed open and my little brother was shoving me out of the way, in a mad dash to the bathroom.

"I told him to go before we left. Only if he'd listen," Robby shouted the last bit after Torin.

The only response he got was the bathroom door slamming shut.

"Little brat," he complained under his breath.

The greeting dies on my lips, my eyes locking on the two blond males standing behind Robby.

"We're here for Mrs. Frey, she invited us," Nathan clarifies, his nose held in the air as he presses past me without another look.

I have the thought to pull him back and put the little Omega in his place but remind myself that I can't.

Not without confusing them.

It was my choice to reject them.

Tatum doesn't say anything, faithfully following his twin into the house.

Robby snorted, patting my shoulder.

"Good luck," was all he said, failing to hold back his smile.

Shoving the Alpha back, I shut the door in his face and made sure to lock it before following the twins who were being attacked by my pup in the kitchen.

They didn't seem to mind, giving the pup just as many hugs and kisses on his chubby cheeks.

Mom looked at me with a smug smile before turning back to the stove.

"I make staghetti," Benjamin explained, pointing up to the big pot mom was watching over.

"You get extra big bowls," his attempt at whispering made the twins giggle and I couldn't hold off a smile of my own.

"Papa get some too."

As if remembering I was there, the two males looked back at where I still stood in the entryway.

Their staring made me shift uncomfortably... and for the first time ever, I wondered if my worn flannel and dirt-stained jeans were nice enough.

It shouldn't have been a concern.... I didn't need to impress either of them.

Remembering my stance on all of this... I pulled Mom away from the stove.

"What are you doing?"

Unlike my pup, I made sure to actually whisper the words.

"What do you mean?" Mom smiled up at me, that gleam in her eyes still there.

That look Torin had inherited.

"I thought this was a family dinner."

"It is..." she turned fully towards me, her eyes leveling with mine, daring me to admit to something I was dancing around.

"Then why are they here?" I nodded my head towards the twins who were passing Benjamin between each other, smothering him with affection and kisses.

My pup was over the moon, giggling and raising his cheeks for more.

"You absorbed your twin in the womb."

My head jerked back to Mom, not realizing that I had been staring again.

"What?"

"It's just like I said, you were a twin, so It's really not that surprising that you'd have twin mates."

"What the hell are you talking about? I absorbed my twin in the womb? When where you planning on telling me this bullshit?"

"Shut up and watch your mouth," Mom snapped, making me take a step back cautiously.

"I've never been so disappointed in you," they were words she'd never uttered to me, even when she'd learned I'd gotten a female, that wasn't my mate, pregnant.

They were words that made breathing just a little harder.

"Did you think this was something you could keep from me? That no one would notice how you look at those two?"

"Mom..."

I felt that I needed to explain, I needed for her to understand.

But I couldn't find the words to.

Nothing felt right.

Mom wouldn't hear any of it anyways.

"Go talk to your father because what I have to say to you, is a lot worse."

"I just..." I cut myself off after she looked up from the food on the stove, silently warning me of the consequences if I continued speaking.

She's my mother, I knew when to disappear.

The twins quickly looked away when I turned to leave, pretending they hadn't been listening the entire time.

I let them continue playing with my pup, knowing Benjamin would throw a fit if I took him away.

I should've never let them be around my pup like I had in the first place.

Torin had unlocked the front door for Robby and was helping him out of his coat.

The male was definitely faking the shivering and was fully enjoying Torin's concern and attempt at warming him with hugs.

I rolled my eyes at the sight.

"Don't look so jealous," Robby smirked, pulling Torin closer to him in a tighter hug.

Ignoring both of the idiots, I found Dad still in his recliner watching the same old western.

At my return, he sat up and clicked the television off.

That alone made me contemplate turning back around and facing mom in the kitchen.

"Come with me, young man."

[midnightmoonkiss]

Before The Full Moon.

Werewolf! Izuku Midoriya X Fem! Reader

Summary: The night before a full moon always offered an abundance of fun, especially when you call your man ‘Alpha.’

WARNINGS!: Biting, oral (female receiving), horny asf Izuku, sex, sub!reader & dom!Izuku

Category: Smut

Word Count: 3k

A/N: Werewolf! Izuku is here! First out of three Halloween Au’s!  I’m a bit rusty with my writing skills.. heh..

Just To Clarify: 

Despite Reader calling Izuku ‘alpha,’ this is not ABO

Izuku always has his tail and wolf ears, he just hides them when in public or around reader earlier in the relationship

This takes place in the country in a forest town

Werewolves can shapeshift whenever, they just has no control over it on a full moon night

All characters are aged up

Reader and Izuku are living together but not married or engaged

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@coupsieddori​ @desia2​ @strwbrry-lia​: 

Having a werewolf as a boyfriend wasn’t nearly as bad as you originally thought it would be.

Granted, you were lucky enough to fall madly in love with a kind one, and not a bloodthirsty beast.

You had been dating the buff man covered in freckles and scars with an addiction to sweaters for a year and a half before actually finding out his little secret, having witnessed him morph into a ginormous wolf with thick, green and black fur under the blinding light of the full moon.

You had been frozen in fear, tripping over your own two feet as you stumbled back when his head snapped towards you.

The floor creaked with every step he took, the sheer weight of the wolf being enough to make a loud thump that only added to the terror and nausea bubbling up in your stomach. You had almost accepted your death once he towered over you, only to promptly flop down beside you, whining like a puppy as he placed his large head on your legs, eyes practically begging for you to not freak the fuck out.

He made himself as small, cute, and less threatening as possible.

Yeah.

It was a wild night.

Later, he introduced you to the world of werewolves, how they fit seamlessly into society.

“You can always tell someone is a werewolf based on if they smell like a wet dog in the rain, though!” He chirped happily, emerald eyes squeezing shut as he gave you that radiant smile that showed off his sharper than average canines that you had never noticed before despite locking lips on a regular basis.

It had been a year since then, and getting used to your boyfriend shapeshifting was no easy task. Hell, you still weren’t used to coming home to a huge ass dog in your living room on nights with the moon full, despite being fully aware of what was going to happen to him that evening.

He certainly wasn’t what you expected when the word ‘werewolf’ came to mind.

Wolf-like humans covered in fur are what you and most people pictured, standing up on two legs with a snout of a dog and a bushy tail, not… essentially a dire wolf.

Apparently, werewolves could turn whenever they pleased but had no control over themselves on the night of a full moon. Most weren’t vicious, but the few that were stirred up fear in the small communities with their legends rooted deep in the ground.

He even had a pack, friends he led who were as loyal as can be to him, just as he was.

Living in a small town surrounded by forests, trees with trunks thrice your size, he had shown you what it was like to be a werewolf, letting you cling to his fur for dear life as he ran through the greenery, dirt kicking up behind his large paws as his tongue lolled out, clearly joyful to hear you screech and hold on tighter whenever he jumped. The shit.

But werewolves.. were extremely territorial. It wasn’t often you’d hear about a wolf giving up territory without a bloody fight, and so it certainly wasn’t uncommon for your sweet Izuku to come home to you covered in bruises and scratches.

You’d always take care of him, wash his wounds and wrap them if necessary before smothering him in love that always made the tail he typically hid in loose shorts or pants when in public wag.

He was your big puppy, and you were, as embarrassing and thrilling as it was to admit, his mate.

Since he was technically an alpha, a title he wore proudly since he had fought to earn it, you’d occasionally refer to him as that, just to watch as his freckled cheeks light up, darkened eyes side-eyeing you as you giggled like a school girl.

His friends always teased him when you’d call him that in front of them, to which he shook his head at, only for him to absolutely wreck your insides once you got home, growling for you to call him it again.

It got under his skin in a good way, made it burn and sent shivers down his spine.

He loved it.

He loved being an alpha, being your alpha, and he was never going to let that go.

But there was.. one thing you found out pretty quickly about werewolves the night before a full moon.. Before you found out his secret, you would always wonder why he avoided you the days before, but now you understood why.

If only you had found out sooner, you could have helped him with his problem.

“(Y/N)..” He growled possessively against your sensitive neck, sending shivers down your spine as your legs tightened around his slim waist.

You were pressed against the wall in your shared apartments darkened hallway, the hunk of a man you were honored to call your own had you pressed snuggly against him.

“Izuku..” You whined, his hot, growing erection grinding against your clothed crotch. He nipped at your skin, making you gasp and tilt your head, giving him more room to lick, nibble, and suck, marking you as his own with each hickey, large or small. Each bite was sweetly kissed, his chest vibrating with glee with each little noise you made.

His jade eyes sparkled with lust as he gazed at you, making your belly burn and twist with excitement, panties growing even more wet.

His large hands went down to your ass, squeezing at the plump flesh just to draw a gasp from you.

Making sure you were secure against him, he pulled away from the wall, drawing a small shriek from you.

He chuckled, and if you weren’t as horny and desperate as you were to get the daylights fucked out of you, you would’ve scolded him.

His lips then smashed against your own, tongue invading your wet cavern and smiling when he heard your muffled moan. Lips met again and again in a hungry haze as he walked to your shared bedroom, your hips continuously grinding down on his cock making it hard to focus.

All he wanted to do was to bury himself deep in your tight, warm walls, make you his again and again and again so that all who were nearby could hear your cries of his name. You were his.

Reaching the large bed, you were promptly shoved onto the soft mattress, legs loosely hanging off his hips as he pulled away from you.

His hands instantly went to his shirt, practically tearing it off of himself before doing the same with your own.

He was delighted to see you with no bra, your nipples already so delightfully perky and cute.

You were in your pajamas, after all. 

Your face was flushed, eyebrows pulled together, tugging him forward by the waistband of his gym shorts.

Diving down, he captured your lips in another heated kiss, shoving your own shorts down so he could grind himself against your core again. He could practically feel your wetness soaking his front, it was exhilarating to know he could turn you into putty so easily.

His tail tickled at your feet as it wagged, his ears standing up on top of his bushy head, listening to every ragged breath you let out and the light creak of the bed with every movement.

Pulling away, he nibbled at your lower lip, kissing down your chin, over your jawline, licking and nipping at the large marks he’d already left.

He could feel your heart hammering in your chest as he kissed down to your exposed left breast, its sound like a love song singing his name.

Rough, calloused fingers trailed up your body, scarred palms smoothing against your warm skin as he shamelessly felt up what was his.

Moving down, you whined at the lack of friction, only to whimper as his lips encased one of your nipples, tongue circling the flesh and teeth grazing over and pulling it. Your back arched off the bed, one hand fisting the pure white sheets below you as the other tangled itself in his green curls.

His thumb played with your other bud, pinching and rolling it, kneading at your soft flesh whilst sucking on the other one.

“Hah..! I-Izu..! Mm..” You enjoyed the rough treatment he gave you, finding pleasure in the smallest amount of pain as his sharpened canines touched your skin.

He pulled away with an audible pop, letting the cool night air hit your wet nipple, moving to give your other bud equal treatment with his addicting mouth.

He always was a boob man, their plushness and bounce always catching his attention. But yours.. my God he was devoted to yours. Sweet to the taste, so cute and such a beautiful canvas for him to paint a picture on, he couldn’t help but suck marks all over them, his own sanity slipping through his fingers as the night went on. 

He could smell and feel how wet you were, smell how much you wanted him.

It thrilled him to the very bone, made it hard for him to give attention to his favorite girls.

Giving one final lick to your nipple, he finally moved down your burning body, sitting back on his knees on the floor, hooking his large, muscular arms dotted with freckles under your thighs just to yank you down to the end of the bed.

Your soaked panties were right in front of his face, legs dangling off his broad shoulders.

Kissing at your thigh, he pressed his nose against your clothed core, inhaling your scent deeply, making his tail wag and you cry out in embarrassment.

You were so cute, hiding behind your hands.

He adored it.

Impatiently, he ripped the flimsy material from your body, giving you no tome to protest as he dove straight into his sopping meal.

“H-hAH.!!” You cried, fingers pulling at his green curls as he eagerly began to lap at your pussy like a starving dog.

Your juices dripped down his chin and neck, but he couldnt give less of a fuck. You were delicious.

His pupils were blown wide, drinking in the sight of your arched back and parted mouth.

His tongue expertly licked at all your special spots, giving a broad lick over your pink labia, avoiding your clit just to have you buck desperately at his face. 

Izuku Midoriya was a simple man. 

When his mate cries out for more, sobbing his name, he gives them more.

Your hips bucked off the bed once the flat of his tongue ran over your twitching nub.

Finding it hard to please you with your hips going wild, he held them down to the bed, eagerly eating your cunt out, holding you to his face so you couldn’t move away.

The crickets chirping just outside the window above your bedframe were drowned out by the wet sounds echoing in the room from his sloppiness, you were too focused on the pleasure to even care.

“O-oh!! I-Izu!! Mm! Haa..aAAH!!”

His mouth felt like pure numbing magic, sucking on your clit like he did your tit felt like heaven. He moaned against your wet flesh, sending your head flying back into the mattress, belly tightening with that familiar burn. 

You were close. So damn close.

And he knew it.

He knew you so well.

“I’m..!! Izuku, I-I’m so..!” Your legs were shaking like crazy, squeezing the bushy warm head between them as he made you feel like you were high on drugs with his mouth alone.

A particular rough lick at your clit sent you over the edge, screaming his name as your eyes fells shut, convulsing like you were possessed against his mouth. 

He held you even closer to him, slurping up the mess you had made, sticking his tongue into your fluttering walls to lick you clean, savoring your addicting taste that drove him absolutely insane.

But he wasnt done.

Pulling away, strings of your cum mixed with his saliva stuck to his face for a moment before breaking. He watched as your clit twitched and throbbed, much like the neglected cock in his boxers.

Pulling one hand away from your hip, he slid two digits down your cunt, collecting left over juice to slicken them up before pressing at your entrance that seemed to begged for him already.

“P-please…” You weeped, finally looking down between your twitching legs just to be met with such a sexy sight.

His face was covered with your mess, pupils blown wide with a feral gleam to his usually warm eyes, it made your cunt squeeze around thin air.

Despite being the sweetest man you knew, he sure fucking knew how to drive you mad.

Typically, he would tease you, make you beg and beg for him to give you what you want, but his mind was far to foggy to truly even try.

He just wanted to break you in the sweetest way possible.

And so, he plunged his fingers inside you, groaning at how you sucked them in, barely giving you a second to adjust before he began thrusting them in and out of your pussy, dragging more and more moans from your throat as his thick fingers filled you up.

Curling them, he pressed against that spongey spot inside of you, “NGHHAH!! AaaAAhH!! Th-There! HaAh..!” His fingers clicked wet against your squishy walls, mouth coming back down to lick around your clit before flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

Your body felt like it was charged by electricity, zaps running down your thighs and up to your belly, shooting shocks at your perky nipples and down your back.

You couldn't help but grind against him, crying out for more and more, to which he was always eager to give.

Until..

He couldnt take it anymore.

His sanity finally snapped, and with an animalistic snarl nothing short of carnal that had you keening, he pulled his fingers from you, shoving you further up the bed, yanking his shorts and boxers down. You had a single second to soak in the image of his large member slapping against his toned abdomen and oozing with precum before you were flipped over, ass high in the air and face pressed down into the soft pillows.

“Mine.”He growled out, mounting you and plunging his thick cock deep into your squeezing walls. Eyes rolling back into your head, a scream of ecstasy and pain tore from your throat, legs instinctively spreading as he fucked into your little cunt. 

He leaned down, pressing his warm chest against your back, nuzzling his chiseled yet rounded face into the crook of your neck as he thrusted in and out of your tight hole that constantly pulled him back in.

Saliva dribbled down your chin, jaw slack as you cried out into the night, “Alpha..!”

His hips stutter, fingernails digging into your flesh, sure to leave blemishes in the shape of crescent moons as the title registered in his delirious mind.

His tongue flopped out of his mouth, smiling and panting as his chest rumbled with desire as he pulled you impossibly closer, thrusting faster than you could even handle, tail wagging like a bullet behind him.

“Ha-aAAhH!!”

Slick poured down your thighs, the loud slapping of skin against skin and animalistic growls echoing around the room, bouncing off the walls and intensifying the sensation of your brain being turned to mush with how good you felt, how good he always made you feel.

“‘MmMMH! S-sO!! H-aaH!! NNHH!! So g-good!! Alpha!! Y-you fah… feel!! Mm!!”

It was hard to get a coherent sentence out as his thick cock filled you up again and again, rubbing and fucking at all your sensitive spots with expert precision, kissing at your cervix each time he bottomed out inside your dripping cunt.

“Mine.” Izuku breathed out roughly, spare hand burying itself between your legs spread wide for him, just so he could rub your puffy, twitching clit in a circle that drove you closer and closer to the edge.

“Nn-! N-no! W-ait! It’s t-oo..!! Much!! Aa-aAaaAh!!

You quickly reached another mind blowing orgasm, head flinging back as stars exploded in your vision, his teeth digging into your throat making you nose dive off the edge of pure ecstasy.

Your pussy fluttered around his aching dick, squeezing him like a molten hot vice as you came on his cock, stomach feeling full as you squirted onto his tense thighs.

He didnt stop fucking in and out of you as you came undone, only adding to the extreme, overwhelming pleasure you felt, pins and needles dancing across your shocked skin making your head lob to the side as fat tears rolled down your flushed and sweating cheeks.

Suddenly, you were flipped onto your back, dick pulling from you momentarily with a wet pop, your thighs trembling like a newborn doe around him were shoved down to the bed, fully exposing your pretty pink, wet cunt before shoving himself back inside your warm heat.

“IZUKU—!”

You screamed his name, your own nails digging into the toned muscles of his back, scratching to ground yourself as his hips snapped into yours so roughly the bed banged concerningly loud against the wall.

The bed was squeaking so loudly you feared for a second it would break from the sheer force he was giving each time he slammed into your over-sensitive pussy.

“No!” He snarled into your ear, glaring at your blissed out face, “who am I?” His threatening tone made you shake like a leaf, only turning you on even more.

His nose was crinkled up as he growled at you, ears pressed to the back of his head,

“Y-you’re Iz- HAAAH!!! AAAH!! oOOH MY- F-FUCK!” His hips moved impossibly faster, stirring up your insides like day old soup on a burner.

It made your toes curl as incoherent babbles fled from your mouth, “ALPHA!”

He always loved it, being called Alpha.

“That’s right.!” He grunted, pulling back, he forced you to stare into his eyes blown wide with lust and gleaming in the silvery, angelic light of the moon pouring in from the open window,

“I’m your alpha.”

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[lil-pine-mha-drabbles]

hiiii! i hope you’re feeling better! i know i’ve requested from you before but i love your writing and you write my bb kiri so well :,))

if it’s doable could i request a road trip with the bakusquad? head cannons are okay if that’s easier, and now i’m talking too much lmao

it’s okay if this is too much, thank you <33

Kirishima x reader

Road trip!!!!

Sweet sapling, never apologize for requesting something so cute, of course I’ll do it!

Thank you so much for the support and kind words I hope you like this. Words just tumbled out and I made this!

Trigger warning!!

Does mention a creepy man who is apart of a trafficking ring. He says one thing that could be disturbing to some people. Otherwise it’s fine, save for some swearing on Bakugou and Sero’s parts.

This was based partly on my last road trip!

Here are some people that inspire me! @alpha-bnha-boys and @random-mha-thoughts

There are 1445 words to read below the line!

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You weren’t really sure how you got roped into it, the road trip. The trunk was packed tightly and you were shoved into the van with your boyfriend and his friends. The radio played “Firework” loudly while Bakugou drove but no one mentioned it, they all just sang along with Katie. He drove roughly five hours while Kiri took a nap, he had to drive next.

Your head rolled to the side and bonked into the window while Kirishima drove with you in the front seat. You were most comfortable with him driving, he was very responsible and drove smoothly. Though, you weren’t the only one falling asleep, Mina was passed out in the trunk on a makeshift bed on all the luggage, Bakugou was snoring lightly, his face shoved against the seat that he pushed Kaminari off of and the electric boy was under the seat with blankets wrapped all around him, and Sero taped his pillow to the window and slept with his neck at an odd angle, drooling occasionally.

You looked up at your boyfriend groggily and smiled when he placed his hand on your thigh lovingly. The car was just coming into a lit up city when your head lolled and you fell asleep.

When you woke up you were at a gas station. You slid on your crocks Kiri bought you and walked into the obnoxiously bright pit stop. You went to the bathroom and looked around the gross room with stalls. Mina was washing her face in the sink and smiled at you when she squinted her eyes at you through the soap. You waved tiredly and walked into the stall with a flickering light. The floor had brown tiles with disgusting stains you hoped were just grease. There was that stupid gap in the door that you could see out of very easily and saw Mina walk out a bump into Kirishima.

“Hey, Mina. Is (Y/n) in there?”

“Yup! She’s using the restroom though, so you should wait.” He nodded and you watched the door close.

You finished up and washed your hands and face then opened the door to meet your red headed boyfriend.

“What’s up, babes?” You asked when he hugged you.

“There was this guy trying to get in the girls room. Bakubro and I asked him to leave but he stuck around so Bakugou walked Mina to the car and I’ll walk you.” You smiled at him brightly and kissed his cheek not even worried about the creepy man, cuz your boyfriend would protect you.

“Where Denki and Sero?”

“They’re getting snacks and energy drinks.” Kirishima smiled at you and opened the door for you, the bell ringing loudly. Outside you saw the guy Kiri mentioned by the trash cans watching Mina.

You poked Kiri in the arm and pointed to the creepy man. Your boyfriend nodded and placed his hand on your lower back and gently pushed you forward with him. You got in shot gun next to Mina who was in the driver seat and shut the door.

Bakugou and Kirishima stood outside the car, talked for a bit, and sauntered over to the suspicious man. The lights over head of the car flickered as a bunch of bugs flew in front of it but you were watching the two boys. They talked to the man for a bit until Bakugou punched the guy in the face and before you knew it, Kiri was holding him back and Sero who just walked out taped the man to the wall and Denki started calling the police.

Neither of you could hear what they were saying but you got a good idea. Sero walked to the car with his snacks and opened the back door.

“What’s up with the guy?” Mina asked him.

“I don’t have all the answers but the guy said some gross things about you guys and Bakubro punched him and was going to beat the shit outa him but Kirishima held him back. I saw a little bit coming out and when the guy tried to make a mad dash, I taped him up. Denks is talking with the police and I’m gonna go talk to the employees.” He said quickly before shutting the door and walking into the station to talk to the workers.

You sighed deeply, guess you wouldn’t be on the road anytime soon. After fifteen minutes of waiting patiently, Mina fell asleep and you were close behind her.

Kirishima shrugged of some dirt that got on his shirt in the scuffle and looked over to the car where Mina was sleeping with her mouth open and you were just about to sleep, and he smiled warmly at you both. You were so beautiful.

The sun was coming up in the distance when the police arrived, it had only been a half an hour but Kirishima was still on edge.

“Okay, tell us exactly what happened. What are your names?”

“I’m Bakugou Katsuki.” He growled loudly.

“I’m Kirishima Eijiro.”

“I’m Single,” Denks flashed a smile at the police woman who sighed and pointed to her wedding ring. “Right... I’m Kaminari Denki.”

“Hanta Sero.” Sero nodded in thought.

“Alright, boys, what happened?” She questioned, hands holding a pen and note pad.

“Well we got here about five and got in for a pit stop, my girlfriend and my friend went into the ladies room to freshen up and Bakugou and I saw this guy,” Kiri pointed to the man being cuffed. “trying to get into the girls bathroom. I asked him to leave but he didn’t. Bakugou walked Mina, my friend, to the car and I waited for my girlfriend to get out. When we got out he was hanging around the dumpster looking at Mina.” He pointed to the car where you and Mina were snoring.

“Okay. Who initiated the first hit?” The woman asked kindly.

“We asked him what his fucking deal was and he started spouting shit about how pretty the girls were and how there necks would look good chained to his bed and all that nasty shit. I punched his dumbfuck face.” Bakugou told her, he was getting steamed just thinking about what happened.

“Okay, we appreciate it. We’re gonna have to have you all come down to the station for more questions.” All the boys groaned loudly. “It won’t take long. You’ll be out of here by two PM.” She smiled and walked away to share her information with her partners.

“Well here we go I guess. This’ll be a Bakusquad adventure that’s for sure!” Kaminari smiled brightly.

“Shut up, sparkleshit. I want to take a nap.” Bakugou growled as he stomped towards the car.

Kirishima and Sero sighed and followed after the loud blonde. Kaminari was the first there, he hopped in the backseat and smiled when Bakugou promptly passed out on his shoulder. Sero sat next to the two while Kirishima gently picked up Mina and put her next to Sero where she flopped over onto all three guys laps. Bakugou grunted but stayed asleep.

Kirishima got in the driver’s seat and kissed your forehead before he started following the police who waved him to follow them.

You and Mina had woken up when you got to the police department and they told you to go to a small café when they figured out neither of you knew anything about the incident. You sat across from the pink girl while you stirred your drink lazily, the latte art getting destroyed but you didn’t care.

Mina played with your hair while you looked at your phone and talked about random things.

“Kiri just texted me,” you told her. Her ears perked up in silent curiosity. “He said they’re done being questioned and that guys going to jail. Turns out he was apart of some sex traffickers.”

“Jeez, can’t even get a break from putting people in jail even on our vacation!” She exclaimed.

“I know. We can head to the car now. They’ll be out in a minute.” She nodded and you both finished your drinks and walked out to the car across the street.

When Kiri caught sight of you he smiled brightly as held his arms out in an invitation. You looked both ways and ran across only to jump in his arms excitedly. He smiled and kissed your lips happily.

“Okay, pebble! Let’s get going, everyone, Mina’s driving.” He called out to everyone and set you next to him in the car.

Bakugou sat in front while Denks and Sero sat next to you both.

You were sure more adventures were to come on this road trip.

#anime #mha drabbles #mha headcanons #mha imagines #mha bakugou #mha kaminari #mha kirishima #mha x reader #sero mha #kirishima x y/n #Kirishima x reader #road trip!! #you are wonderful and deserving of love!! #don’t you ever forget that #mha mina #mina ashido

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Three Words: Wolf Pack Au

Summary: Leaving the boys after a major fight lead to the outcome that they were dreading

Pariring: Werewolf BTS OT7 x Werewolf Reader

Warning: Mentions violence of blood, slight gore, slight possessive behavior, angst, causing, nudity,and a really fluffy ending

Quarantine Request! I put two different ones together that were very similar! I hope you like it, this is the first of many to come out!!

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You were being chased, hunters behind you yelling and shooting after you sleek white fur, you and your mates had gotten into a fight about how rebellious you had been leading to you shifting out of the house leading to you being put into this situation. You were a lone wolf before you had met Jungkook at the local werewolf flea market where you had stopped to get supplies. The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew, and so did you. Except only one of you was excited about the meeting, him, while the other took off, you. When Jungkook had followed after you he had attracted his Hyungs attention to their youngest mate, and pack member rushing past other wolves, alphas, and betas without a second thought. Having five fully grown wolves chasing after you had made you panic grow as you shifted at the tree line disappearing from them for weeks.

You didn’t see them again till the call to be, what you thought one mate, took over and drove you to sleep on their pack pouch in wolf form giving Hoseok and Jin a big fright when they went to go drink their morning coffee on the porch.  From the moment on you always had one of them at your side, whether it be you simply wanting to, in human form, to go for a walk around the human markets, or when you were in wolf form wanting to sunbath.

It drove you nuts.

From always being alone going to never being alone made you feel less like a wolf and more like someone's pet. When you tried to explain it to the boys, they thought of it as you rejecting them, Namjoon going as far as saying that you were just using them for protection and sex. Leading your anger to spiral as you screamed out words you had never said to them, three words that made the room freeze as you cried and rushed out of their home, which had never really felt like your own in the fall session you had spent with them.

But now all you crave is to be tucked in the pack pile cuddle in the nest room, listening to Jimin and Jungkook sing as Yoong and Hoseok purr and laugh while the other bicker at one another. You craved the four walls. You craved their warmth. You craved your home, your boys.

Bang.

Pain erupted in your side as you let out a whimper, but you pushed through it, trying to keep your speed. You then felt another burning sensation that could only be caused by the wolfsbane that the bullet was probably dipped in and maybe even filled with, in your shoulder. Making you slightly tumble into the dirt you snot dragging across the rough surface as you finally let out a howl full of pain as you were forcibly shifted back into your human form. You let out a loud groan as you tried to stan only to tumble back down as you tried to crawl, hoping, praying that your boys heard your howl.

“It’s a bitch!” You heard, making you shiver as you felt someone grab your ankles making your growl as you kick at them, but the pain from your side made you whimper. You look up and you saw the faces of the hunters. He looked down at you with a hunger that made you shiver in disgust. “Looks like we’ll have fun tonight boys, and some good money.” He said making his group laugh, you felt his weight straddle your waist as you moved your face side to side. “She is a looker..ain't she? Did you see that white fur on her too? God, we’ll be rolling in the gold for her.”  Snapes of twigs and leaves made his head a snap up, the rustle of the bushes, and then the feeling of want spreading into your system made you start to laugh. “What bitch?”

“You’re dead.” You said as he then pressed the wound of your shoulder making you let out a sob like scream as his other dug into your bleeding side right as your scream broke off the growling started to go off. You were letting out whimpers of pain, as you looked up to see the red beating eyes that belonged to your mate, and packed Alpha Namjoon. His paws, larger then a humans face, stepped onto a branch that had fallen, breaking it under his massive weight as drool dripped from his mouth making the man above you laugh but it was seemed to be cut off as you watched gold eyes, more and more come out from the shadows of the night. The Hunter tumbled off of you as your mates slowly stepped over you, Jimin thought one of the smallest of your wolves, the fastest stood over you. His silver fur brushed your skin as he crouched over your body making the pain in your muscle slightly dim down as he licked you bare cafe as if to soothe you without losing his focus on the hunters in front of you.

“I’m sorry.” You whimpered out as the growl grew, the sound of their feet thudding away, the burning of the wolfsbane seemed to burn you from the inside out as your vision blurred, your good arm reaching up to grip Jimin's fur making him slightly purr. “Should..should’ve lis..” You were cut off with the numbing black pain as you heard the wolves around you whimper as your vision went black, the pain taking over your body.

“Fuck!” You screamed out in pain as you jolted up, the small of the boy seemed to have soothed your pain slightly looking over you saw Jin. He's eyes looking at you with wide and watery, a heavy breath leaving him as his head suddenly tucked itself into your neck. He started to nuzzle into you making you hum as your hand reached over to run your fingers through his hair. A sob racked his body as you felt tears gather in the corner of your eyes at the sound. You leaned down slightly and kissed his hair making him let out another shudder of a cry.

“Pl..please don't do that again.” He whimpered out making you nod as you scratch at his scalp, trying to soothe the oldest of your pack the best you could. You look around, you were in a spare room, Namjoons you believe, they said they don't really use it unless one of them was in rut and that they and one another were in the nest. It was simple, in fact cozy. Sighing you feel Jin move back as he cups your cheek and lets out a breath, whipping away his tears as he sat back down and started back up at what you could assume was sewing you up. “Wolfsbane stunted your healing..I..when I pulled the bullet I thought you'd wake but you didn't and I thought..I thought we were too late..thought it reached your heart.” His words were filled with pain making you sigh as he dabbed the graze wound one your side making you wince, he let out a small huff as the bedroom door opened and Jungkook fell in with Jimin at his side.

“Hyung has sh-baby!”Jimin says rushing to you on the other side of the bed, his hand cupping your chin turning your face to his, he pressed his forehead to your own as he closed his eyes, your own falling shut as you felt your connection through the contact of your skin. “You’re okay..you're alive..I felt you grip my fur then you..then you just let go and I was petrified, I just I can’t lose you we can’t lose you.”  His words made you nod as you nudged your nose against his, another wince as you felt the needle and thread in your skin, Jungkook whimpering making you look up and over at him. Jin nodded as he moved his seat back and Jungkook moved to your other side. His hand resting on the top of Jimin's head for a split second then slid down to your neck. His lips pressed against your own making you chirp at him after he pulled away.

“I’m so sorry we didn’t listen to you and just..just kept fighting against you,” Jungkook mumbled, making you shake your head, right as your mouth opened Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok and Taehyung rushed in. Namjoon holding onto a larger sweater of his, fell out of his hands when his eye laid on you. Jungkook and Jimin moved back as the Alpha of the pack slowly crawled onto the bed, his body stopping when his head was at your neck, his eyes falling down the cotton wrap Jin had put around the bullet wound and a growl slipped passed his lips.

“Ripped them to pieces,” he mumbled, making you sigh as he sat up and cupped your cheek, his eyes staring at you with almost a look of wonder. “Nest?” he asked making you smile at him and nod he climbed off when Yoongi and Hoseok moved, Yoongi holding the large sweater as Hoseok moved to help you sit up his nose nuzzling into your hair as he took a deep breath, pain shot through you as they lifted your arms to go into the piece of clothing.

“There you go baby,” Yoongi mumbled, kissing your lips as his hand played with your neck, twirling your hair between his fingers as Taehyung moved forward.

“I’ll take you to the nest, are you hungry?” He asked as he bent down and scooped you into his arms, making you shake your head as he carried you downstairs and into the large room, padded with mattresses, pillows, blankets and a couple furs that Namjoon was too proud of having around the house as rugs around the house. There were no windows, but there was a T.v the Yoongi had bought one time he went out to a Human market, he was so excited when he did that it almost made you guys stop your laughter. When you were situated, Jimin curled at the top of your head, Namjoon on one side and Jungkook on the other, while the others piled around you, Namjoon let out a soft purr as you looked at him, his eyes already on you.

“Did you mean it?” He whispered, though you know that the other six were listening in on you, you sigh as you give him a toothy smile, shifting with a hiss of pain followed as you cupped his cheek.

“I love you.”

With those words, you were met with the room-filling with crips and purr like sounds of joy and in agreement.

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