This is a request fic for Alex362 and her original character will be in this, so nothing will be mine. It's mature, so everybody's warned.

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Virgil shifted nervously in his seat, his ass clenching tightly to hold in his slick. His heat had hit early this month and it didn't help that he would be at class for the rest of the day. Not that he couldn't get out of them, there was leniency for omega's who decided to go to college, Virgil is just being stubborn. Plus the classes he was taking at Dakota University were harsher on omega's, claiming they couldn't be decent lawyers, regardless if it was a lawyer that was souly based on defending children. Again, Virgil is stubborn and had earned his classmates respect with his ability to focus and get the job done. Yes, he got anxious when they were reviewing cases where kids were involved, but they could give him that. Francis, of course, was prouder then hell about his little mate being in college, encouraging and threatening all in one. The hero had struggled in high-school to find out what he wanted to do, and had narrowed it down to children's counselor and lawyer. In the end, he chose being a lawyer when he heard about Francis's parents, his father being an abusive drunk and his mother being neglectful.

Virgil shifted in his seat as Francis popped up in his head, the street wise alpha that had won his heart years ago, and stole his body in one stormy night when Virgil had been sixteen. The pyro had stalked him as Static before finding out he was Virgil. The omega had been on patrol when Francis tackled him mid flight, wrestling and then pinning the electric hero to the ground. The alpha had dragged him to a warehouse and then proceeded to fuck him into oblivion. The omega shifted again while discreetly looking around at the other alphas in the room, seeing if he needed to leave soon. Luckily, his pheromones weren't causing that much of an issue, yet.

Virgil's thoughts drifted back to his alpha, and he grinned slightly, knowing he had gotten lucky with the red head. Francis had bragged as soon as he got accepted letter and would tell anyone who would listen. Most alphas tried to talk omega's into not going to college, but Francis had demanded he go to get his education, especially since the alpha only had a G.E.D. He was happy with it, sure, but it wasn't about that. The problem was the minor internal damage to his breeding organs Virgil had sustained while being a hero. The two were in the processing of adopting another child, Maureen had asked, repeatedly, for a little sister. So far, the adoption agency wasn't having any luck, regardless of how hard they were looking.

Virgil silently groaned, thinking about getting another child sent another wave of want through him. His instincts and body wanted a baby to take care of, specifically a house full of babies to take care off. The desire for cubs was a horrible on none heat weeks, but during heat "week" drove the omega nearly insane. Francis felt the Virgil's pain through their bond and it killed him to know his precious omega was hurting in such a way. It helped, that they were adopting though. Seconds later, the teacher turned to face his student's and Virgil raised his hand.

"Yes, Mrs. Stone?" Professor Alvers said. He was an older alpha that was still in the mind set that omega's arewere an alpha's property and thus should be treated as such. The term "MRS." was both disrespectful and condescending, especially since Virgil was a male omega, and wasn't properly married to Francis.

"I really need to leave," Virgil said, holding the alpha's gaze steadily. It was completely rude, but Virgil didn't honestly care. His alpha father and beta sister were clear on making him see himself as an equal to them, so he learned to hold an alpha and beta's gaze.

"Is this class too tough for you, Mrs. Stone?" Alvers said, voice frosty.

"No, but my heat seems to have started early, and considering the laws in place that protect omega's while they are in school and work places that state if it's a heat emergency, the omega will not get in trouble or failed because of said heat. Also, I might need to remind you, but if you do try to stop me, kick me out of class, or fail me, the laws state I can get you jailed for harassment, if my alpha doesn't kill you first. Not that anyone would stop him," Virgil said, voice just as frosty as the professors. The professor paled dramatically as he remembered Virgil's alpha, this caused several student's to snicker. No one like Alvers, especially since he didn't like following the omega protection laws that were in place. He'd kick or fail an omega just for missing a few classes because of their heat cycle. If the omega got in his class at all, since he weeded most of them out of his roster before the first class.

"Go," Alvers said, not willing to deal with Hotstreak. Again. They'd met only once when Francis dropped Virgil off, Hotstreak is still well known for his criminal activities, regardless of being twenty-three. The pyro had scared the fuck out of the professor, intimidating him into treating Virgil with respect.

Virgil nodded and left the classroom, his stuff had already been packed before he talked to Alvers. The omega was quick to leave the building, wrapping his arms around his waist as he hurried off of campus. Luckily enough for Virgil, Dakota U had a minor downtown campus for students that needed to get to work in a hurry. His apartment was also close by, which made it easier for him to walk to and from school, though Francis still drove Virgil to and from school. Currently, Virgil was scurrying to his apartment, hunched in on himself, as if trying to make his pheromones disappear all together. Omega's have been known to get attacked before and during their heat weak if they didn't have someone with them to help protect them. Virgil was trying to avoid being noticed, however he wasn't quiet focused on his surroundings as he thought, because he ran into a tall, solid body of pure muscle.

"Ooff," Virgil grunted out, body tensing automatically for attack.

"Virg?" A familiar raspy voice asked. Virgil's beautiful face shot up in pleasured surprise as his pheromones wafted into his alpha's nose.

"Frankie!" Virgil squealed slightly. Francis dipped his head down to inhale Virgil's spicy scent, shuttering as the scent clung to the back of his throat.

"God, yer early," Francis said with a groan as he wrapped Virgil up in his arms.

"F-Frankie," Virgil replied, his voice husking low in his neediness.

"Hold on, baby, gotta tell my boss I can't finish my shift," Francis said as he pulled out his cell. One thick arm stayed wrapped around Virgil's slender body, protecting him from the world. The hero nodded eagerly as he snuggled in, loving how his alpha's scent calmed him. The call to Francis's boss had been quick and efficient before Francis whisked Virgil off. A quick hand in the car eased some of Virgil's desperate need, though what he really needed was to be fucked through their mattress. Slick had already soaked Virgil's dark jeans and his pheromones were wreaking havoc on his alpha.

Francis had gotten Virgil to their apartment before shutting the door and bending the omega over their couch. god Maureen had gone to summer camp for a few weeks, or else she would have been scared seeing her papa shoving her daddy's pants down. Francis's pants were quick to follow before he slid into Virgil's slick entrance. Virgil moaned in pleasure as his alpha filled him, not needing to be prepped for the monster between Francis's legs. The alpha waited a beat, allowing Virgil time to adjust before he started moving, his strong hips slapping slowly against Virgil's generous ass. Francis slid his large hands against the omega's hips, holding on tight as he slowly fucked his mate.

"H-harder, F-Francis," Virgil stuttered out, clenching around Francis's cock as slick gushed out every time his alpha pulled out. He'd always gushed a lot during heat. Hotstreak's knot was slowly swelling as it teased the ring of Virgil's sensitive hole, shooting pleasure up Virgil's spine with every thrust.

"Nngh, what was that baby? I didn't hear you," Francis rasped out, thrusting steadily into Virgil.

"Harder!" Virgil moaned out, bucking back into his mate. Francis leaned over Virgil's back, his cock deepening to maddening levels.

"Beg for it, sugar," Francis snarled out softly in the shell of Virgil's left ear. Virgil shuttered in need.

"Please, alpha, p-please," Virgil moaned out, clutching so tightly at the couch, his knuckles whitened.

"What was that, you little cock slut?" Francis said, before lightly slapping Virgil's ass. Virgil moaned desperately, loving how Francis talked to him while man handling him. As it turns out, Francis loved to do dirty talk while pounding into Virgil, and the omega loved it.

"I-I'm dirty little whore, a-alpha, I n-need ya to f-fuck me hard. N-OH! Need ya to, YES, fill me up, need, YES, YES, YES, slosh with, ooohhh, cum," Virgil begged out, as dark eyes rolled back into his head, sparks danced in his hair as Francis fucked into him.

"That's better baby. You always know what to say to make me fuck ya stupid," Francis said before pulling out only to slam back in repeatedly. Francis set a brutal pace as he fucked Virgil, hips slapping loudly as his knot really began to swell. Virgil clawed at the couch, bucking back to try and meet his mates frantic thrusts. The omega let loose a howl when he climaxed, staining the back of the couch white with his seed. Francis continued to thrust wildly before slamming his almost full knot into Virgil's hole, locking them together. Virgil clamped around his mate once before Francis started cumming, shooting ropes of boiling seed deep within his mate. Virgil moaned in pleasure, loving the steady pulse of cum filling him up.

"You cum so much, Frankie, maybe, we'll get lucky this time," Virgil said, voice small. Francis gave his omega a sad smile, though Virgil didn't see it.

"We'll see, baby, I hope we do though," Francis replied.

"Me too," Virgil replied. Neither really cared about the awkward angle, they'd be released soon. A half an hour later, both were actually laying on the couch, Virgil face down with his hips propped up as Francis pounded into him, large hands tight around Virgil's wide hips. With every harsh thrust, the couch moved an inch, though the mated pair didn't notice.

"Nngh," Francis grunted out, as the tip of his cock slammed against Virgil's insides, hitting the entrance to his womb almost repeatedly.

"M-more," Virgil moaned out, clenching tightly around his mate.

"Such a good little mate, takin' my cock like ya are. Gonna fill ya up soon, Virgil, gonna breed ya good," Francis snarled out, pounding Virgil into the couch. The omega was moaning and clawing at the couch, wanting more. Deeper thoughts didn't tend to happen when Francis was rutting into him like he was, stretching him wide as the alpha's cock slammed into his insides. If they didn't have Maureen or other obligations, Virgil was pretty sure that Francis would be constantly mounting him, filling him with his fertile seed until Virgil was fat with it, fat with pups. The thought of Francis filling him up to such a degree made Virgil cum violently, dark eyes rolling as he came hard. The alpha wasn't that far behind him, his knot swelling to completion before shooting ropes of cum into him. They spend the next week like that, constantly rutting as if their lives depended on it Both are completely unaware that it finally takes, that Virgil will be carrying a small litter, two little girls and the son Virgil was told about by the future Batman, all he knows is the feel of his alpha's cock and the excitement of adopting another little baby in need.