A/N: Oliver and Malcolm would be so cute together, but obviously they can't after the Undertaking, so this is set before that and Malcolm might even decide to stop the Undertaking;). If you read, please review and let me know what you think! This is a story where Malcolm is an Alpha and Oliver is an Omega.
Pairing: Oliver Queen Malcolm Merlyn. M/M
Warning: Rated M for language and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or anything to do with Arrow.
As soon as he walks into the Queen mansion, Malcolm can smell it. That sweet, intoxicating scent of an Omega without an Alpha nearing it's heat. Taking in a deep breathe, Malcolm revels in the scent and detects an underlying scent of...Oliver?
Malcolm walks into the sitting to find Moira and Oliver sitting on the couches. The closer Malcolm gets to Oliver, the stronger the scent gets. So strong that Malcolm has to stop and take a deep breath to settle himself before approaching further.
He notices that the closer he gets, the shallower the Omega's breaths get, and the tighter his hands fist in his lap. Malcolm can tell that Oliver can sense it too. That raw, primal need to mate. To bond with an Alpha.
"Malcolm! What are you doing here?" Moira asks.
Sitting down next to Oliver, Malcolm says "I actually came to see how Oliver has been doing since he returned from the Island.."
Oliver lets out a breath before answering. "I'm doing fine, Mr. Merlyn"
"Please call me Malcolm, Oliver." Malcolm says.
Oliver shivers a little as his heat starts to come on a little stronger. Malcolm inhales sharply at the scent.
"I have to go check on some things at the Club" Oliver says, getting up from the couch.
Malcolm also stands up, saying "I can give you a ride there, I'm going to the office anyway".
Before Oliver has the chance, Moira tells Malcolm that it's a great idea.
Oliver follows Malcolm out of the house and gets into the limo across from him. For the first few minutes, neither man says anything to each other. Olivers scent is getting stronger and Malcolm considers rolling the window down a little for some fresh air.
Before he has the chance, Oliver lets out a moan like noise as his heat comes fully upon him. Growling, Malcolm forces himself to stay in his seat, ignore it.
Oliver continues to make little whimpering noises, driving Malcolm insane, and stirring the Alpha within him. What happens next surprises them both as Oliver flings himself forward and his mouth is slotted over Malcolm's.