Omega Tom/Omega Harry ;) I've never written an abo before, so be gentle please.
He felt sick, disgusted, terrified. The creature above him was was growling and panting, forcing his legs open. It inhaled deeply, breathing in his scent of sticky sweetness and fear, its mouth salivating as it licked a line up his throat, positioning itself at his dripping entrance.
He screamed and cried and begged, hitting the creature and tearing at its clothes, its skin, anything to stop this. He didn't want this. He didn't want to be bound to this thing, this horrible creature that would rather chase down an omega in heat and bind them to it that way than find one willing, who would actually want to be bound to it.
His struggling subsided into shaking and sobs when he felt the creature rip his pants off and line up against his slick hole, pushing in with little resistance. It was disgusting, how much his body seemed to want this despite his own protests, the creature beginning to pant more as it thrust into him, adding to the fluids his body was producing.
There was the scent of honey, then, sticky and sweet and thick, and the creature tensed, its eyes blown wide as it howled in pain, ripping itself from within him and writhing on the ground. He was entranced by the sight of it, squirming and screaming and whimpering on the ground, its body twisting and shaking in pain and fear.
"Oh dear, he almost got you, didn't he?"
Harry's head jerked, his breath quickening when he caught the scent of musk and the sight of two alphas standing in the alley entrance, flanking a smaller noted that, while the omega's strangely red eyes were on him, the alphas were coolly observing the one that was writhing on the ground, its screams now choked sobs.
"Oh, now, shush. It's okay, they're not gonna hurt you." The omega cooed, voice as sickeningly sweet as his scent as he approached Harry. "I helped you. Why would I help you if I was going to hurt you, hm? That's it, no need to worry. What's your name, dear?"
"Harry," he said after a moment, feeling himself relax as the omega crouched in front of him, the smell of honey lulling him into a sense of security even with the two alpha's present. He couldn't help but notice that they hadn't moved from their positions, now watching them with interest and barely concealed amusement.
"Harry. How cute." The omega cooed again, his hand coming up to touch Harry's cheek. "You're very cute Harry, you know that? And you smell divine."
Harry tensed when he felt the omega's other hand land on his inner thigh, wasting no time gliding through the slick on his thighs and slipping a finger into him. Harry whimpered.
"Oh, you're still so wet. You must have really been liking what he was doing. Should I have stopped him, if you were having so much fun?" the omega said, making Harry shake with fear and shame.
"N-no," Harry whispered, his shaking hand coming up to grab the omega's shoulders, to push him away, to get him off of Harry. His eyes darted to the alpha's again, finding them staring at them intently, one of them licking his lips but neither making a move towards them.
"It's okay, they aren't going to hurt you. I'm not going to hurt you. Let me help you," the omega hummed, pushing four of his fingers into him, earning a whimper of fear and arousal. The alpha hadn't been big and the four fingers rhythmically sliding in and out of him, stretching and curling and rubbing, were ramming into his sweet spot with every thrust and sending him mad with lust and want.
Harry came when the fifth finger managed to slip into him, balling up into a fist, a cheap imitation of a knot. The omega sunk his teeth into Harry's neck, causing Harry to arch into him as he rode out his orgasm, stars dancing across his vision.
He was still panting when the omega pulled his fingers free and removed his teeth from Harry's neck, and his eyes widened when the omega's tongue slid out of his mouth to lap at the liquid on his fingers, his pupils blown wide with arousal. Harry's flush darkened when the omega hummed in delight, sucking his fingers into his mouth to lick them clean. It was dirty and filthy and so unbelievably arousing to see.
"You taste heavenly, darling," the omega purred, slipping one of his knees between Harry's legs and sitting on his thigh. Harry could feel the slickness on the omega's thighs, the scent of honey much stronger now, threatening to choke him with the thickness of it.
"We're going to have so much fun, you and I." The omega said, grabbing Harry's hand and slipping two of Harry's fingers into himself. Harry found himself entranced by the warmth and wetness around his fingers, squeezing around him, begging for more.
"So much fun," the omega muttered, releasing Harry's hand to wrap both his arms around Harry's shoulders and pull him in for a kiss. Harry found himself agreeing as the omega's tongue danced across his own, the taste of his own slick and the smell of honey and the wet sounds of his fingers in the omega making his head spin.