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A/B/O Dictionary
"Second Gender" refers to a classification system in which individuals are categorized as "alpha," "beta," or "omega."
"To present as" means to display or portray oneself as a certain type or individual, such as "alpha," "beta," or "omega." This usually occurs in the early teenage years.
"To present to" means to offer or display one's private parts for sexual reproduction.
"Scent" refers to the idea that individuals in the omegaverse world can emit a unique scent.
"Breeding" is a term used to describe sexual reproduction, and "Forced Breeding" refers to sexual reproduction without consent.
"Knotting" refers to a biological process in mating in which an alpha's reproductive organ expands and locks inside the omega.
"Bonding" refers to the formation of a strong emotional and physical connection between two people, and "Forced Bonding" refers to this connection being formed without consent.
Chapter 1
How Things are Done
“It's my desire that you feed
You know just what I need
You got power, you got power
You got power over me”
— Isak Danielson, Power
ELEVEN
"Well, that's the end of the tour," Max declares. The pretty ginger girl has been showing El and Will around Hawkins High School.
They're now in the bustling cafeteria, surrounded by rows of tables, filled with teenagers chatting and laughing, some of whom are openly staring. Being a new student in the middle of the semester isn't easy, but with Will by her side, El feels a little less alone.
"I hope I was able to give you a good rundown. I'm not exactly the most qualified tour guide, but I gave it my best shot," she says, chuckling awkwardly.
Will jumps in before El can respond, "Thanks a lot, it was really helpful." Will has a way of making people feel better, it's just part of his nature.
That's probably why they became brother and sister so quickly.
El adds, "Yeah, it was great. I'm sure we can find our way from here…”
Suddenly, their attention is drawn to a loud group on the other side of the room. El can see right away that most of them are Alphas, the cool kids of the school. They wear leather jackets and high-top sneakers, and have an air of confidence that comes with being part of the popular crowd. There are a lot of Alphas in this new school, and El can tell they run the place.
"Well, talking about socials. That's where our basketball team hangs out. Do you see the one with the stylish jacket and hi-top fade hair? That's my mate, Lucas.
"You have a mate?!" El and Will asks in shock. El had noticed the girl was an omega, but didn't realize she was bonded.
"Yeah, it's a recent thing," Max says. "And no need to give me that look, it wasn't forced or anything like that. We've been friends since I was thirteen."
El's tension eases after that. Unfortunately, forced mating and breeding are all too prevalent in their world. As omegas, El and Will constantly feel a sense of fear and anxiety. And, if that's not enough, the thought of being forced into mating after breeding is a constant worry. It is a relief to see Max so content with her bond.
They start chatting about different social groups in school, grades, and extra classes. Will explains why they moved. Hopper, El's dad, was offered the job of Sheriff in Hawkins. He and his wife, Joyce Byers, decided to move back to their hometown after being married for only a year. And now they call it home.
But El can barely focus on the conversation, as her attention is drawn to an Alpha. He's at the same table as Max's mate, and every time their eyes meet, El feels weird. He's handsome, not as broad and muscular as the typical Alpha, but she's certain he's one, her instincts for detecting second gender are always accurate.
"El?" Will asks, teasingly. "Who's got you so captivated? You keep sneaking glances at that table."
"Ah, it's just... you know, that one seems cute. Not your typical Alpha, you know?" she whispers, hoping Max won't overhear. But Max is too busy chatting with someone she just introduced them to. Dustin?
Will grins. "How can you tell he's an Alpha from all the way over here? You're something else. Got a crush?"
"He's not my crush, stop it," El says with a smile. "We've got bigger things to worry about, you know?"
"Yeah, sure. Is he the one sitting next to Max's mate? He just...damn, he just looked over here!" Will's cheeks turn pink as he quickly drops his gaze.
"Hey, guys," Max interrupts, "Dustin is going to take you to your next class. You've got Math together now."
"Sounds good," Will says, already making his way over to Dustin.
As El takes one last look at the basketball table, she realizes that the Alpha is no longer looking her way. In fact, she suspects he may have never been looking at her at all…
She's pretty sure his gaze is following Will.
LUCAS
They are changing clothes after PE, when Lucas says, "Dude, Troy's on the prowl for the new omega." This gets Mike's attention in a flash.
"What do you mean?"
"I overheard some betas talking about it in fourth period. Troy's already got wind of the new guy. Can you believe it? He's always one step ahead."
"The omega boy?" Lucas is taken aback by Mike's reaction, he's dead serious, not a joke in his tone.
"Yeah, they mentioned the boy. His name's Will, I think."
"Ah, shit! Fucking Troy!
"What's going on, Mike? You... into him?"
Mike takes a deep breath, he looks around and sees that nobody is paying much attention. He shuffles over to the bench in the middle of the room with a worried look on his face, deep in thought.
"Yeah."
"For real?"
"Yes. He's... something else."
"I can't believe it, man! Finally!"
Lucas has known Mike all his life. They have shared good and bad moments and even went through the chaos of Alpha presentation together. Lucas introduced Mike to an omega girl during his first rut, and Mike played basketball because of him. So, he's one of the few who knows how Mike has been struggling to find an omega.
"A male omega? All this time? I know they're rare, but surely there were ones here in town," he tries to light up the mood, since Mike keeps the stone-cold face. His eyes are distant and his hands are fidgety.
"It's not just the fact that he's male, there's something about him. I... I want him badly," Mike says, his voice filled with longing as he slumps down on the bench in the middle of the crowded changing room.
Lucas gives him a moment to collect his thoughts before speaking. "So, what are you gonna do about it, man?"
Mike takes a deep breath and stands up, determination etched on his face. "I'll need to hunt."
MIKE
When Mike arrives home, he seeks out his parents. His mind has been in a state of turmoil ever since he saw those eyes. Will's eyes.
At that time, Mike didn't even know his name. He couldn't be sure if Will was an omega, but his instincts told him so. The omega appeared out of nowhere and swept Mike off his feet, it was like being pulled under by a powerful wave.
When Mike first laid eyes on him, he seemed shy with hunched shoulders and turned-in legs. However, the attraction was instantaneous. Mike was entranced by the pale skin and chestnut hair, features that are common in omegas, but had never looked so enchanting.
God, Mike was already hooked. He couldn't look away.
And then, the omega looked at him. Their eyes locked, and in an instant, the omega's cheeks turned a deep, crimson pink. It was a beautiful, all-consuming sight. There was a shy innocence in the omega's movements, but also grace, such as when he lowered his gaze to the ground after looking up at Mike.
The Alpha within Mike was aroused and awakened by that gorgeous omega. He wanted him more than anything.
For the first time in his life, Mike wanted an omega to call his own. When Lucas told him that Troy had dirty intentions, Mike felt his alpha side surge.
Flashbacks of the omega girl Troy had destroyed the previous year flooded Mike's mind. He had bred and bonded her, claimed her as his own, only to discard her and leave her behind. The poor girl had gone mad with longing for her Alpha, and eventually, the pain of distance and indifference became too much for her to bear. She took her own life. Everyone knew what had happened, but the asshole faced no consequences. And now, he was on the hunt for another omega to exploit.
Mike struggled to articulate his thoughts, his mind already set on the course of action he would have to take. He couldn't bear the thought of that beautiful omega suffering the same fate as the one before.
No! He won't let this happen.
Mike finds his parents in the living room. Despite his father's usual lack of interest, Mike knows he will get his attention when he says, "I found my omega."
His father, a conservative businessman, and defender of the right order, has been eagerly awaiting this moment since Mike presented as an Alpha. It is in his best interest to have his son bonded with an omega, married, and producing children to carry on the family legacy.
So, Mike tells him about Will.
"A male omega?" His mother enters the conversation upon hearing Mike talking so passionately. She looks worried, as she always does, and seeks out her husband's reaction.
His father sits serious and focused on Mike, but finally, he says, "Yes, you may take him."
Karen looks surprised, but before she can protest, he continues, "It doesn't matter that he's a male omega. What matters is that he has a uterus and can bear pups. Your son has taken long enough. If he goes into adulthood without an omega, he'll be a disgrace to this family. I won't accept that. So, that settles?
"It's just, from what I've gathered, his stepfather is now the Sheriff."
"That is no problem. After you take the omega, there's nothing he can do. In fact, as his step-father, it'll be his obligation to come to talk to me personally, to settle the deal. So, Michael, are you sure of your decision?"
"Do I have to force him?" Mike's voice trembles as he asks the question.
"Yes, that's part of the tradition."
"But, father. Maybe, could be some other way—"
"There is not. Listen to me son, if you act like a pup now, with no guts to do what it's needed, you'll lose the omega. If you don't, someone else will, and you'll regret it when you see your omega with another Alpha, marked and with pups on his belly."
Mike growls and feels a sense of anger and possessiveness. The thought of that omega with someone else is repugnant to him.
"No! I'll do it. I'll do whatever it takes."
"That's the attitude of a true Alpha. Maybe there's hope for you yet, son." His father offers a hint of a smile. "You'll need help, of course."
"Lucas is willing to help," Mike says.
"Excellent. And so am I. Come closer, son. If you're taking this omega, there are some things I need to teach you."
NANCY
"Mike, don't do it." Nancy pleads with him as he walks out of the room.
“I didn't know you were home," Mike says upon noticing Nancy's presence.
Nancy had just arrived, and approaching the room she heard the conversation. The conversation Steve’s father probably had with him before he… did what he did. To Her. And she was forced to marry him.
"You can't be serious, Mike. You're not like that," Nancy continues. "Father is trying to make you into someone you're not. How can you even consider doing this to an omega?"
Mike had been there for Nancy when everything happened. He comforted her, something that was unusual between the Wheeler siblings. While she hurt from the feeling of losing part of herself, Mike was there. And he promised he would beat Steve to death if he hurt her again.
"It's different now. I need to do this to protect him," Mike explains.
Nancy is frustrated by his response.
“How can you say it simply like that! You’re planning rape!” She screams.
"It's just how things are done," Mike deadpans.
"No!" Nancy argues. "It's how alphas force themselves on us like we're just breeding stock. It's wrong!"
Their mother intervenes. "Enough! Your father has given his blessing, and Mike must do as he's told."
"Mother, how can you say that?" Nancy pleads. "You know the omega will suffer."
"I know," their mother replies with a blank expression, the same one she's worn her entire life when it comes to their father and them. "But it must be done. Michael needs an omega."
"That's just Father's reasoning," she adds.
"I understand this is difficult for you, but I've made up my mind," Mike says firmly. "I have to do this. If I don't, someone else will, and I can't let that happen to Will. I'll be good to him. A better Alpha than our father."
"You don't even know him, Mike," Nancy replies, her eyes welling up with tears. "It's hard for me to see my little brother become the kind of man I despise."
"Listen, a couple of months ago, father gave me an ultimatum," Mike explains. "He told me I had until I was eighteen to find an omega or he would find one for me. I've never been attracted to any of them."
They talked about this issue before. After the wedding, Nancy moved out to live with the Harrintons, but Mike still visited her often, even though he didn't admit it, he missed her. He opened up to her about not being attracted to female omegas and worried that there might be something wrong with him.
"But with this omega, I feel something," Mike continues. "Even if it's just physical, it's more than I ever expected. If father chooses, I won't even have a say."
Nancy takes a deep breath and firmly says, "No, I can't accept that. I just can't.”
Mike steps back, looking hurt. But Nancy pulls him back in and looks into his eyes, "Listen to me, Mike. If you do it. Don't fucking follow father's instructions.”
WILL
With the sun shining down and a clear blue sky overhead, Will and El leisurely bike their way home. El is chatting away about how people will soon stop gawking at him and they'll blend in with the rest of the town, becoming just as unremarkable as everyone else in Hawkins.
"I don't think you'll ever be boring, El," Will tells her. "Not with that attitude of yours."
El chuckles, "That attitude saved your butt in gym class, little bro."
"Thanks, but I'd still choose being boring over that," Will admits. "I'm looking forward to just being a face in the crowd again."
El bursts out laughing, "As if you ever could!”
"What are you talking about? I can be invisible," Will protests.
El's laughter interrupts her concentration, causing her to almost miss a turn in the road. "You should take a look in the mirror more often, Byers," she teases.
"And you should keep your eyes on the road," Will adds with a smile.
After the curve on the road, Will and El bring their bikes to a halt. In the middle of the road sits a car, blocking their way, and two males can be seen inside.
"Do you know what they are?" Will asks El.
"Alphas. Two of them," El replies quickly.
"You're really good at this," Will says, trying to sound nonchalant even though he's starting to feel nervous. Two alphas in a deserted road is not a safe situation for any omega.
"We should turn back," Will suggests.
"No, there's no time. They will follow us," El says, looking worried. Will, seeing her concern, gets off his bike and approaches her.
"Leave, I'll stay and distract them. They're after you," Will says, trying to protect his sister.
"No, Will. You're an omega too," El whispers, her eyes wide with fear. "Where are they?" she asks, looking around at the empty road and the abandoned car. The day is still so bright.
Suddenly, Will is yanked from behind and held in a strong grip. He struggles, but can't break free. The scent of the alpha is overpowering, and Will knows that he's no match for him.
El tries to come to his aid, but she too is grabbed by another alpha. Will recognizes him from school, his dark color and cool looks—Max's mate, but can't remember his name. He takes El by her arms but doesn't drag her.
It doesn't make any sense, he's mated to Max. What would he want with El?
"Let him go!" El screams.
Will is filled with dread. He knows that his sister will be hurt, and possibly violated, and he can't bear the thought. He can't let them take her!
It all happens so fast. One moment Will is looking at his panicked sister, and the next he's being dragged away into the woods.
He screams back for her.
MIKE
Mike takes the omega by the arm and drags him into the forest.
"No! My sister! Please, please. El!" The omega keeps screaming as they delve deeper into the woods. "Please, don't hurt her!" he cries.
Mike stops, and the omega turns to face him. Despite being in tears, the omega is still beautiful. Mike notices he has hazel eyes, which seem darker with fully dilated pupils. The omega's eyes scan Mike's face, probably trying to recognize him from school.
"Hey, calm down. Your sister is okay. Stop that."
Mike doesn't like seeing the distress on the boy's face. He knows there are Alphas who do, he's heard all kinds of stories about those who even crave it, how the despair of a prey turns them on. But apparently, that's not the case for Mike.
"What—but s-she, the other Alpha took her!"
"Yes, and he's not going to do anything with her. He's got a mate already," Mike explains, even though he doesn't have to. The poor thing thinks his sister is in danger, not him.
Mike can see the moment it clicks for the omega. And it's bad. He even considers stopping his plan as he sees pure fear take over Will's big eyes.
But he can't.
He has to be strong, for him. The thought of Troy and his thugs doing this to him sends a bolt of courage through his body. He'll do it, and he'll make sure the omega is safe from them.
Even if it means that he'll hate him forever.
Mike keeps dragging him further into the woods. He doesn't start shouting again, like he's lost all words when it comes to defending himself. Glancing over, Mike sees he's pale and trembling.
When they arrive at the place Mike chose, Will seems choked up.
There's a clearing in the forest, with light shining in the middle from the sun. The trees around it are dense, making it dark and hidden from sight.
A blue picnic blanket, borrowed from Nancy, covers the ground. It can easily seat four people and is soft to the touch.
Mike picked all the flowers around the blanket himself, at the florist. He didn't know what to choose, but this is an old tradition among Alphas. When they first mate with an omega, they make a nest to show they can be thoughtful and caring. it means to soothe them.
Mike doesn't expect Will to like it, but he wanted to do something special for him.
But instead, Will cries harder. "Please, no. Alpha, I beg of you. I'm just a nobody."
Don't speak, don't try to comfort him. He hears his father's orders. Young omegas are slow and have yet to learn to respect Alpha's decisions.
"I understand this isn't what you want, omega. But it has to be done. Everything will be alright."
"No! Please, I'm not even pretty. I can't—"
Mike towers over him, his Alpha pheromones in full effect. He sees the moment Will takes a deep breath and shudders. Defying an Alpha is causing him immense distress as his body is telling him to submit.
"Lie there, face down, and present yourself to me."
He does as told, trembling like a leaf and breathing heavily. Each movement is uncoordinated, but eventually, he lies prone with his arms curved at his sides.
Mike can tell he has good instincts. Part of him even enjoys the way the small boy obeys his orders.
"Present yourself, omega."
The boy lies there, crying, and nothing more.
Make him present, force if needed, that’s the position for breeding.
"Have you not listened to what I said?" Mike tries again. The omegas he has been with always enjoyed taking the submissive position, and they typically offered themselves willingly, especially under the influence of high doses of Alpha's pheromones. "Get into position."
"I don't know how," Will says, "I've never presented in this way before."
"Have you never been with an Alpha?"
It's unlikely that an Alpha would pass up the opportunity to assert dominance over someone as attractive as him, and lose the chance to bend his ass up.
"I-I haven't been with anyone before," Will admits.
Mike had suspected as much, but hearing the confirmation of Will's virginity causes a physical reaction, he gets turned on for the first time since the beginning of this hunt.
Will must have misinterpreted his silence because he starts speaking again, "I don't have any experience. I won't be able to be of any use to you. Please, let me go. I won't tell anyone."
Omegas will beg, that's what they're good at, you can make them stop by simply giving a hard kick to their ribs. Not the head or they'll pass out. They won't fight after this.
Despite his father's demands, he grapples with the decision and ultimately realizes he is unable to comply.
Instead, he kneels beside the boy's legs and places his hands on his hips. Will shivers when he removes his t-shirt from his trousers, revealing the skin of his lower back. He has two cute dimples at the base of his spine, and Mike can't resist dipping his thumbs into them. All his aroused mind can focus it's how good it is going to feel being inside the omega holding his hips like this.
"I'll be good to you."
Will tries to squirm out of Mike's hold, and It's enough to get Mike's Alpha side fired up and going all feral, and it comes out full force, with growls that are straight up scary.
With a fierce grip, he drags the crying boy by his legs until he's back underneath him.
And he begins to undress him, with rough, quick, needy movements. His shirt becomes shreds on the grass, his shoes are tossed haphazardly, and his pants and underwear slip off easily with one strong yank from the Alpha.
And just like that, Will is naked in front of Mike.
The distressed omega pheromones rein Mike in, bringing his wild side under control and allowing him to clear his head enough to slow down.
The omega standing before him is the most gorgeous thing he's ever laid eyes on. From the moles on his back to his petite waist and delicate pale thighs. And of course, his full and round ass.
Don't waste your time comforting, just take what needs to be taken. It'll be easier this way.
Mike's hands roam over the omega's skin, sensing its warmth and softness. The scent changes slightly, he can still detect the distress the body beneath him is experiencing, but it is not as intense as it was previously.
He grips his hips by the sides and thrusts it upward. "I'll show you how to present yourself," he says trying to sound calm. "Just get your bottom high up, like this, and hold it."
Will has difficulty maintaining the correct posture for the presentation, especially keeping his legs steady and back arched properly. But when Mike lets go of his hips, it stands in an acceptable presentation. Despite the struggles, Mike can reveal the omega's pink, hairless, and tight hole with a simple tug to one side of his butt.
"No, please, stop. This is gonna hurt!"
When he presents himself, thrust in without a second thought, there's no way you can make it any better. And it's gonna fit easily, they're made for that. Just make sure you hold it in place, they fight while in pain.
Mike can see how tight and dry his entrance is. He can't just push it in, it'll probably tear.
But he knows he doesn't haven't much time. He trusts Lucas to hold the sister for as long as he needs, but anything could happen. The quicker this is finished, the sooner it will all be over.
So, he stands up and takes his clothes off. Will looks over his shoulders at him, his face a mess of tears. Some Alphas like to use the omega's mouth before breeding them, making sure to mark in all the ways possible, and Mike feels slightly tempted. Will's mouth is trembling, though, and it kinda reminds Mike of his sister. He puts the thought aside.
He positions himself to line up his hard cock with the entrance. The wail coming from the omega's chest does nothing to arouse him more. If it were his choice, he would rather choose a willing partner, like the others he's had before…
That's when he remembers that the omegas have a way of easing the way—slick. If he fucks him dry, he's no better than Troy, who would definitely enjoy the pain it causes. But Mike doesn't want it to hurt. And damn, he should have brought lube! It would be so simple. But he didn't think about that.
He lifts his hands to caress the side of one of the globes of Will's ass, and his hole constricts. Mike touches it with his thumb and begins to massage it firmly, up and down, working his way from the cleft to the perineum. Will complains with a series of whimpers, but after a few seconds, Mike can feel his puckered skin getting wet.
It smells amazing, probably reminiscent of the scent it shows during heat. As more and more fluid seeps out of the hole, Mike can feel it coating his finger and see it begin to ooze over the rosy scrotum.
"What are you doing?" Will cries.
"Just try to relax."
Instead, Will screams when Mike inserts a finger, it goes all the way easily. It's burning hot and wet and soft. His Alpha side is at the forefront of his action again as he pushes his finger out and lifts his hips higher than before, enough to clearly show the glistening ass for viewing.
He can no longer resist the urge to breed the omega. He urges to fuck him mercilessly and to cum inside of him. He wants to make him bear his puppies and to mark him as his own. The desire is intense, pressing, and primal.
Mike can't see anything but the omega when he pushes his dick inside his ass. He meets resistance at first, but with a little force it opens for him, and he sinks in at once. Will screams and tries to get off the ground, but Mike's hand goes faster to the middle of his back and forces him down.
Dominate him, it's easy, omega's are weak by nature. If he resists, pound faster so he knows what happens when he's not willing.
Mike pulls out slowly to test the tightness before thrusting in again. Will is full-on crying with closed eyes, his hands holding tight to the fabric under him. But when the Alpha drags his cock slowly inside him again, he swallows his next wails.
His ass is dripping wet already, so Mike establishes a slow pace in and out. It helps a lot since he is so tight.
"Ah, Alpha…" Will whispers, but Mike can barely hear it.
He experiences the omega's scent again and finds it hard to believe his senses—the underlying desire. Despite the fear and panic, there's pure and simple arousal that remains.
While still thrusting, the Alpha feels the omega's walls clenching around him, welcoming him. At least, physically. As he checks on Will, his face appears to be in conflict, with pleasure slowly overpowering the panicked expression.
Mike adjusts Will's hips to a new angle. He aims to find the prostate or uterus, which he knows can both bring sexual pleasure. Rapid and deep thrusts can only be enjoyable when the omega is actively participating, as they can control their body to receive it properly. But in this situation, Mike must restrain his Alpha instincts and be more considerate with his movements. And with a bit of focus, Will moans.
His eyes scrunch and his mouth opens, and that beautiful sound comes off his lips when Mike repeats the motions of his hips, hitting that sensitive spot inside of him.
"Ah, Alpha…"
"Yes!"
"I'm…ugh—"
"What is it?"
"I…" Will stops himself from speaking and his face contorts in agony once again.
"Fuck." Mike curses under his breath for losing control of his movements, as he begins to move unconsciously fast. He can't bring himself to stop, as the sensation feels too good.
He has the most perfect omega under him, who has submitted to him, even if only for a few seconds. He can't suppress his pride.
"You're so fucking perfect," Mike declares out loud, and he means every word. Somehow, Will senses it, as he lets out a pleased whimper in response.
Omegas don’t need to cum, it’s useless, they get pregnant either way. So don’t waste your time.
While still moving, Mike reaches for Will's front with his hand, searching for his dick.
An omega's member is not considered important, or so Mike was taught in school. It's a vestigial organ that evolution has not yet gotten rid of. Some don't even work properly. But Will's cock feels amazing in Mike's grip, not completely rigid, but pulsing gently. His hand easily covers it completely. So, Mike doesn't care what everyone says, he likes touching it.
He begins manipulating it simultaneously with his intrusion. Will resists and tries to struggle but to no avail. The harder he resists, the more stimulation he receives, and the atmosphere around them becomes saturated with lust.
The poor omega appears to be nearly drunk. His eyes are glossy, his cheeks are rosy, and his hair is sweaty and clings to his forehead. In this state, he is even more attractive, igniting the desire of his Alpha to continue to ravage him.
He then quickens the pace, relishing in the motion of mounting. It must be hitting the most sensitive spots within the omega, causing him to emit an exquisite sound, a blend of desperation and fear. "Ahh, no. No, I can't cum... Ahh... No, please. I don't want to."
I never let them come, man, even if they beg for it. He remembers a friend saying once. It makes them sleepy, and you can’t go again and again in a sleeping body. It is no fun.
Mike finds it exhilarating. There is something about the way omegas seems to lose themselves in the moment that excites him, driving him to become even hornier.
But, for some reason, Will doesn't want this. Mike is unfazed and thinks that he'll have to get used to it from now on.
His dick is firm and hot in Mike’s hand, but still not full. Maybe he's holding back, but this is no problem. If there's one thing he knows for certain, it's that omega bodies are not fair to their owners. Every aspect of their small frames can bring on various forms of orgasms, whether it's a single one or multiple, wet or dry. All they require is an Alpha. Mike can't comprehend why so many don't find this appealing.
“Don’t hold yourself, It’s gonna feel good.”
He leans in closer, taking in the scent of the gland located in his nape. It has a sweet and ripe aroma. To bond with him, he must bite it. But before doing so, he runs his tongue over it, savoring the salty sweat on the skin above it. This sends a shiver down his body and he can feel the knot at the base of his dick start to swell.
Don’t knot him, it takes a long time to go away and it makes them whiny.
He lets out a string of curses, the urge to insert the growing bulb inside the tight omega cunt becoming nearly unbearable. Somehow, Will can sense it and he responds by fighting even more fervently to break free.
"Hey, hold on. It's going to be okay," Mike reassures, using his Alpha voice to soothe him. The effect is immediate, with the omega submitting and calming down. Mike releases enough pheromones to make the young one sway unsteadily.
He uses this moment to thrust fiercely, aiming at that sensitive spot inside. Like an uprising tide, his climax is approaching. And Will is too, he feels it in waves all over his dick. He doesn’t stop, just does it more and more.
At the edge, Mike pushes his knot inside. As Will cums he cries out in pleasure, and Mike bites deeply into his gland, savoring the bloody flavor that floods his mouth. The sensation rushes through his body, and he feels them both pulsing in unison. Alpha and Omega, pleasure and pain.
Will lets out soft whimpers, with no resistance or struggle. Their connection is so strong, Mike feels confident that Will can sense his intentions and reassurances as much as Mike can feel his confusion and fear.
Now, Will is his omega and mate, forever.
The intense feeling lasts only for a few seconds, but as he continues to grip Will's neck, he repeats the words through the newly formed bond, mine, protected, safe over and over.
They're connected by the knot too, and Will involuntarily continues to milk it. Mike nearly collapses from the intensity of the feeling, it's unlike anything he's experienced with an omega before, both physically and emotionally. It's a lot to handle, but he manages to keep himself together, his mind racing to ensure that Will is okay.
When he finally relaxes his grip and stands, Mike assesses his condition. His neck is marked, there are bruises all over his body, and his face lies limply on the soft fabric. He looks thoroughly exhausted and destroyed. It's a beautiful sight.
He tries to make his knot retract, but it doesn't work. When he tries to move, Will becomes frightened and begs, "Don't move, please." Mike coos and comforts him by stroking his back. "Yes, yes, I won't. Don't worry."
They must wait, so Mike gathers the excess fabric around them and tries to roll Will's body under his own, enveloping him in warmth. Some flowers fall close to Will's face and he takes a deep, long breath.
A few minutes later, a branch snaps to their left, and Mike turns his head to see Lucas approaching with a surprised expression.
"Whoa, sorry guys," Lucas says without turning away from the scene. "Did you do it?” His eyes remain fixed on the scene, even though most of Will is covered by the sheets.
Mike glares at him, silently warning him to stay away from his omega.
Lucas chuckles. "So that's a yes, huh?" he says. "Well, I gotta go. Do you need anything?"
"The girl?" Mike asks.
"She's safe at home," Lucas replies.
"The car?"
"It's parked on the road."
"Good, thanks. That's all."
"See ya," Lucas says, taking one last look and sniff before walking away.
Mike peels back the fabric to check on Will, who seems to be more aware now. He can tell by Will's expression that he's ashamed, but he's still too out of it to fully react. The knot has shrunk significantly, and Mike makes an effort to pull out, causing Will to moan in discomfort. Eventually, Will falls to the floor, completely lax.
Mike stands and looks at his broken omega.
Leave him there, don't offer to clean or help. According to tradition, he must gather himself and return home on his own. It's a symbol that he has been claimed by a ruthless Alpha.
Mike couldn't care less about this tradition and will not leave his omega naked, bleeding and alone on the ground. He quickly gathers their clothes, putting on his own, leaving the jacket out, before searching for Will's. Although he is able to salvage Will's pants, his shirt and underwear are beyond repair.
As Mike approaches him again, he appears lost and vulnerable, with wide, wary eyes. But when Mike leans down, he doesn't flinch.
"What's your name?" Mike asks, already knowing the answer but it has to be done.
"Will," he whispers.
"Will, you're my omega now. I'm Michael, but you can call me Mike. What am I to you?"
Will's lips shake and he tries to hide them, but eventually, he answers softly, "You're my Alpha."
"That's right. Come on, let me help you get dressed."
Will keeps his eyes down as Mike helps him sit and put his jeans back on. It's a bit of a challenge because he's not cooperating, but Mike manages. Will isn't putting up a fight, just following Mike's silent commands.
As Mike zips up his pants, he can't resist taking a look at his soft dick. He realizes that Will hasn't cummed in the traditional way, maybe just through his prostate, and to his surprise, Mike feels an overwhelming urge to taste him. However, he has never given in to such an impulse before, as he's not sure if omegas would even enjoy it. He pushes these thoughts aside, attributing them to the recent bond and Will's alluring scent.
He helps Will stand, but he stumbles a bit, like a newborn fawn taking its first steps. Will still has silent tears running down his face, so Mike gently wipes them away. He feels the urge to kiss it, but Will seems wary of his every move.
Finally, after dressing Will in his jacket, Mike takes his hands and begins to guide him back the way they came. After a few steps, he realizes that the omega is having trouble walking, so he picks him up and carries him. Will yelps briefly and tenses up, but stays still for the rest of the journey back to the car.
Mike helps Will settle into the passenger seat, noticing the dazed expression on his face. While driving, he steals quick glances in Will's direction, but he can only tell that the omega is still staring blankly at his thighs.
He thinks about explaining their destination, comforting him, and even apologizing. But he says nothing and continues driving. Mike is equally overwhelmed by the events that have transpired, but he chooses to ignore them.
Soon, they arrive at the Byers' driveway. Lucas found the address at school when he checked his information. Mike stares ahead for a moment, waiting for Will to leave the car, but the omega doesn't move. It's only when he catches a hint of Will's scent that he realizes he is frightened. He is waiting for permission to exit the vehicle.
Mike unlocks the door and opens it with force, turning back to his original position behind the wheel. Will slowly reaches for the handle, stands up, and leaves the car. He takes a few unsteady steps, and Mike notices movement inside the house.
Just as he begins to drive away, Mike catches a glimpse of a woman running out of the front door and rushing towards the hunched boy. The last image he sees is of Will collapsing into her arms.
Mike feels an overwhelming urge to turn back and help, but he tightly grips the steering wheel to resist this impulse. He knows it's just their bond, but it's almost like an iron chain pulling him back toward the Byers' house.
Ironically, Mike wants to comfort his omega and ease the pain, but how can he relieve a pain he himself inflicted?
He vividly recalls the moment he bit Will and the intense emotions that flowed through both of them. Now, as he returns home, the reality of what he has done begins to weigh heavily on him.
He feels overwhelmed, and tears begin to escape his eyes. But he refuses to let himself be consumed by these emotions. What has been done cannot be undone. And it's how things are done, his father said.
He can only hope his mate will forgive him one day.