AN: This is an Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics story. If that's something you haven't read before, I recommend googling it or something first because it's a rather specific type of fic genre, and it's not really for everybody. It took me a while to get used to it, and I wasn't sure if I really even liked at first, but now it's one of my favorite genres to read. This is my first time writing an ABO story, and I'm still getting used to the dynamics of it. It's a little out there, so bear with me here if it seems a bit strange. I kind of just started writing it for myself, but I decided to go ahead and post it for everyone to read, considering how there's a very sad shortage of ABO stories for the Flash. I hope you enjoy it!
The Letter
Barry stood there in the kitchen, glaring down at the letter. Joe wanted to ask him about it, but he could tell that Barry didn't really want to talk about it when he stormed out of the room, letter clutched in his hand, and disappeared to his bedroom.
After he had left, Joe picked up the empty envelope to look at the return address.
Omega Health Foundation
One benefit of being a beta, Joe had never had to deal with the OHF. As an omega, Barry wasn't so lucky, especially considering he was a male omega. Male omegas were considered the most valued members of society. Not exactly the top of the hierarchy as far as respect and authority goes, but the health of the entire omega population was considered a universal priority, especially for male omegas. There were assumptions made, based loosely off of very little research, that male omegas bore stronger children. Whether or not that was true, no one really knew for sure, but it was a concept that was generally accepted by most. About half of the population were betas, with alphas and omegas each making up about 25% of the population. However, less and less omegas were being born with each year, and the OHF had made it a priority to preserve the health of each individual omega in the US.
Barry absolutely hated it. The OHF seemed to rule over his life completely now. They told him what he could and couldn't eat, even though Barry ignored all the dietary guideline pamphlets they sent him all the time. They passed laws making it illegal for omegas to smoke or consume alcohol. Barry had never had any desire to smoke, but he missed having the occasional drink every now and then. He had been only twenty three when they passed that law. Two years. That's all he got was two years where he was legally allowed to drink. He still drank at home occasionally. Even Joe, who was a cop, thought that law was unfair and allowed Barry to drink in the privacy of their home when he wanted to. It just sucked that Barry could never drink in public. You would think that people wouldn't care if he did or not, but most people were actually rather quick to rat out an omega for drinking. If you were an omega and were seen with a drink out in public, you might as well be doing heroin while pregnant. Omega health was a priority to everyone, not just the OHF.
They also mandated Barry to go in for omega health screenings at the OHF clinic every month. Barry hated his doctor. The arrogant beta always seemed to find ways to criticize Barry's lifestyle, even though Barry was in excellent health. He was constantly berating him about his diet, and after a while, Barry had simply taken to lying about what he ate just to keep his doctor off his back. And the suppressants. The suppressants.
Barry was getting so tired of hearing about his suppressant use from his doctor. Really, it was only a matter of time before OHF banned them entirely, but for the time being, they were still legal, and Barry took full advantage of that, something that his doctor was really unhappy about.
"They mess with your natural cycle and your hormones."
"Studies show, chronic suppressant use and abuse can increase chances of infertility by 2%."
"A heat cycle can be easily managed. You don't need to suppress it just because it's more convenient."
Barry had had it with all of the nagging, and even after he had politely told his doctor to fuck off more or less, the lectures still continued.
Joe was very happy and proud to have an omega for his foster son. It allowed for the possibility for him to have grandkids one day. Iris was a beta and would most likely be marrying another beta one day, and while beta-beta couples did occasionally have children, the chances of conception were extremely slim, and children with beta-beta parents were usually looked down upon. Omegas were the most fertile when it came to childbearing, and the human population depended heavily on omegas to reproduce. Most beta couples had to apply for adoption if they wanted a family, and not everyone was accepted for the privilege of becoming a parent, especially with the low birth rate lately. That's where the Omega Health Foundation came in.
They not only concerned themselves with the health of omegas. They also took on the responsibility of making sure that every omega was bonded and eventually bred. For a while now, the trend for omegas had been to wait. To go on suppressants and save childbearing for later so that they could focus on their careers and being independent. Barry was no different. He had been on suppressants since college, and he was still on them now, even with all the pestering from his doctor about it. He wouldn't be bullied into discontinuing his suppressants and contraceptives. Sure, he wanted a family one day, but he didn't feel like he was in a good place to start one now, not that the OHF was giving him much of a choice.
For two years now, they had been pressuring Barry to find a mate. He had been mandated to go in for omega sexuality counseling and a bunch of other "bullshit programs" as Barry called them. It seemed with each passing year, the OHF became more insistent, and now they had even been threatening Barry that if he didn't find a mate soon, they were either going to appoint one for him or take him in for "assisted knotting" which was really just rape in Barry's opinion.
Joe had to agree. As much as he wanted grandchildren, he didn't want to see Barry strapped down and bred like he was some sort of animal. Unfortunately that had been the trend lately. Many omegas were being forced into reproducing this way simply because they didn't want to have to bond with someone for life in order to meet the OHF's requirements.
"Barry," Joe said, knocking lightly on the door as he opened it.
Barry was sitting on his bed, still glaring at the letter in his hand.
"What did they say now?" Joe asked nervously.
"That I have one month to find a mate or I'll have to go into the OHF clinic for 'assistance'," Barry said angrily, handing Joe the letter.
"Oh, Barry," Joe said sadly, looking down at the letter.
Barry sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"I don't know what to do, Joe," he said quietly.
Joe looked at Barry with sad eyes.
"Is there anyone…?"
Barry looked at him in shock.
"Anyone that I'm willing to bond myself for life to?" Barry asked bitterly, "No. I mean, I've had a lot of offers, but I haven't really felt a connection with anyone yet, and the bonding is permanent, so it's not exactly something I want to rush into."
Joe nodded. He knew that Barry had had offers. It seemed like every alpha at the CCPD wanted to court him, or at least fuck him, much to Joe's chagrin. It wasn't even just alphas. Even some betas had expressed interest in the cute, bumbling, male omega that worked upstairs. It seemed like everyone at the precinct wanted a piece of Barry, which was somewhat awkward for Joe.
"Yeah, I didn't think so," Joe said sadly, nodding his head slowly, "I'm so sorry, Barry."
"It's all just a part of being an omega," Barry said with a sigh.
"I thought they were going to give you more time," Joe said, his eyebrows furrowed.
"So did I," Barry said, "Most omegas get until they're thirty, but because I'm a male omega and the birthrate crisis has gotten worse, they're a little more insistent now."
Joe gave Barry a sad, surveying look.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked, "Are you ready for children?"
"No," Barry answered honestly, "I want a family of course. One day. But I'm not ready for one now, and even though I would eventually want one anyways, it still would be nice to be given a choice. This is not how I wanted to start a family. I wanted to do this with someone I loved, not some person I rushed off into bonding with because I had to, or some stranger who knotted me in a clinic because I was forced to."
Joe nodded sadly as he thought about it. He felt the same way. He wanted grandkids, but…not like this.
…..
Barry was busy pipetting a DNA sample into a test tube when he was suddenly interrupted by Eddie walking into the lab.
"Hey, Barry," he said, his voice almost sad.
Barry wondered if Eddie was still sore about when he had turned down going on a date with him. Really, he hadn't turned him down entirely. More like, made up a bunch of excuses why he couldn't go out with him. Eddie was a really nice guy. He was surprisingly soft-hearted for an alpha, and even Joe seemed to approve of him compared to the other alphas that had tried to court Barry, but Barry had turned him down. Barry wasn't sure how Iris would feel about it if he dated Eddie. She and Eddie had gone on a couple dates, but there wasn't much of a spark, as Iris had put it. Iris was more into other betas, and Eddie was more into omegas, and so ultimately the chemistry just wasn't there.
Hell if it wasn't there between him and Barry though. Even on suppressants, Barry's scent was considerably stronger than most omegas, which was probably a part of why all the alphas at the precinct seemed to gravitate towards him. Even betas often found Barry's scent somewhat alluring, even if their preference was for other betas. Barry had tried different concealants and medications to tame his scent in an attempt to cover the aroma of hormones that seemed to radiate from him at all times, but most of them didn't really work for him and they were expensive, so Barry had just gotten used to dealing with it.
Barry was just thankful that his suppressants still managed to keep him from going into heat. He already had enough guys at the precinct wandering by his lab all the time, under the pretense of needing test results or forensics consultations. The last thing he needed was to go into heat and start some kind of alpha courting competition at work. He was sure that Singh wouldn't be too happy with him for that.
"Hey, Eddie," Barry answered back, and then he saw the look on Eddie's face. "Joe told you, didn't he?"
"He asked me for my help," Eddie said, still looking at Barry with sad eyes, "He wanted me to be sly about it, but I'm going to be honest with you Barry. He wants me to court you."
Barry sighed.
"Eddie, I really appreciate you trying to help but—"
"It doesn't have to be a relationship," Eddie said quickly, "I mean, I know you're not really looking for a relationship, but…maybe I could just help you out."
Barry raised an eyebrow.
"You mean like a non-bonded conception?" Barry asked skeptically.
Non-bonded conceptions weren't completely unheard of, but they were rare. Most alphas felt the need to bond with their impregnated omega. The unborn child tied them together in a way that made separation difficult. In the case of most non-bonded conceptions, either the alpha was unaware of the pregnancy or it was done in a breeding clinic where bonding wasn't allowed. Planned, non-bonded conceptions between two people who knew each other were practically unheard of. It was too complicated.
"Eddie, I don't know if that's a good idea," Barry said.
"Why not?" Eddie asked insistently, "It beats being strapped down and raped in a clinic."
Barry flinched slightly at Eddie's words, but he persisted.
"We're talking about a child here," Barry said, "Your child. Even if we're not bonded, you and I would be connected for life. You would be tied to me by the child. I can't ask you to do that for me."
"I'm willing to though," Eddie said, "It might not be a perfect situation, but I'm willing to do it to help you."
Barry shook his head.
"Eddie, I don't think you've thought this over," he said, "It's not exactly something you can take back."
"I'm well aware of that," Eddie said stubbornly, "Let me help you, Barry."
Barry sighed.
"I'll think about it."
…..
The way Barry saw it, he had three options.
He could find a mate, bond for life, and have a child with said person and hope for the best.
Second option: he could have a child with Eddie without bonding but then be tied to him anyways for the rest of his life, but still be free to bond with whomever he chose to. Really though, who wants to bond with an omega who has a kid with another alpha that's still around? It'd be one thing if the other alpha was some unknown stranger, but no alpha wants to share their omega with another alpha who's still in the picture. Alphas were just possessive that way.
And then there was the third option: the clinic. Barry hated the idea of willingly letting a stranger fuck him and impregnate him, but at least then Barry would be free. He would be able to still find a mate for love one day, and he wouldn't have to worry about having some alpha baby daddy around scaring off potential suiters. Really though, the idea of the clinic made him sick to his stomach.
"You know you can take Eddie's offer," Iris said as she entered his bedroom, pulling Barry away from his thoughts, "I only went on two dates with him. I won't be upset if you mate with him."
"I know," Barry said, "I just don't think that's the best idea."
"Why not?" Iris asked, "You know how lucky you are? Most omegas don't have an alpha who's willing to do that for them."
"I can't just go and have a child with Eddie," Barry said, "He's a great guy, but I don't love him."
"You think you're going to love some stranger in a clinic more?" Iris asked.
Barry sighed.
"It would be too complicated with Eddie," he said, "He told me there would be no strings attached and that he isn't expecting a relationship. He just wants to help me out, but you know how Eddie is. He's got a big heart. He won't ever pressure me into being with him, but he'll always hope for it. Having a child with him…he would get too emotionally attached, and I would essentially just be stringing him along. That's not fair to either of us. I'm not going to ruin Eddie's life just to spare myself some pain."
"I really don't want to see you go into the clinic, Barry," Iris said, "I've heard the horror stories. The things they do to omegas that go in for breeding. I don't want that for you, Bar."
"Neither do I," Barry said quietly, "But I don't have much of a choice. I could try to leave town, but what good would that do? Then I'd be an omega fugitive, always on the run from the OHF. Everyone knows what happens to omegas like that. They end up being caught or end up prostituting themselves to alphas out on the streets just to get by. I'm not willing to leave my entire family and my life behind me just to escape the OHF."
"What if you got pregnant on your own?" Iris asked, "Without Eddie's help. You know there are sperm donors for this kind of thing."
"The chances of conception without actual physical contact are slim," Barry said hopelessly, "Sperm banks are a long shot. Usually it takes being actually knotted for it to work."
"So go fuck a stranger then," Iris said desperately.
"Iris…" Barry said in a pained voice.
"Come on, Barry. You know alphas are never careful about using protection," she said, "Most of them will just assume you're on the pill. You don't have to tell them."
"Iris, I haven't had a one-night stand since college," Barry said, "And the chances of getting pregnant after spending just one night with a stranger are pretty weak."
"Barry, you have to try," she urged, "You have to at least try. It's better than going to the clinic."
Barry sighed.
"I'll try then," he said in resignation, "I'll see what I can do."
…..
Barry sat at the bar, wringing his hands and feeling extremely out of place.
"Can I have another club soda?" he asked the bartender nervously.
He wished he could have a drink to take the edge off, but he wasn't able to drink in public, even in an Alpha-Omega bar. As the bartender took his glass to fill it for him, Barry looked around the room.
Oh yeah, I'm just casually sitting here trying to scope out the father of my future child. There's nothing fucked up about that, he thought bitterly to himself.
Barry had only been here for an hour, and he had already been approached by four different alphas, all of whom he had politely turned down. He didn't mean to be picky, but he was picking out the potential father of his future child after all, so it was kind of important that he was somewhat picky. Two of the guys who had approached him looked like drug addicts, and one of them he was sure he could smell weed on him. The fourth seemed pretty clean cut, but he was old enough to be Barry's father, if not possibly even his grandfather. Not only was that creepy, but Barry wanted someone with young, healthy genes to father his child.
"Hey," a man suddenly said, coming up to lean against the bar where Barry was sitting.
"Hey," Barry replied nervously, smiling at the alpha.
The guy wasn't bad looking and he looked pretty clean cut. He seemed to be in decent shape physically, and at least he didn't reek of weed.
"I just came over here to tell you that you smell absolutely amazing," the alpha said with a confident smile.
"Thank you," Barry said, blushing.
He had been off his suppressants and contraceptives for a week now, and even he found his own scent overwhelmingly alluring. Singh had even sent him home on Wednesday because everyone at the precinct was…distracted. His beta boss didn't even seem to be able to look Barry in the eye, and it was clear that he was just as distracted as the rest of them were by Barry's omega scent. Barry had actually been afraid to walk to this bar, just because he was attracting so much attention from every alpha he came across. He had taken to carrying a small tazor around with him just in case an alpha found his scent too overpowering and decided to jump him.
He had also noticed that his own sexual drive seemed to skyrocket without the suppressants in his system. He wasn't in heat yet, but he felt like it wouldn't take much to send him into one. All he needed was the right alpha at the right time. And now he had a beautiful alpha standing in front of him, looking at him like he wanted nothing more than to fuck him into the closest mattress they could find.
Barry noticed the guy's eyes flit down to look at his neck.
"May I?" he asked quietly, his eyes dark.
Barry nodded and tilted his head to the side, baring his neck to the alpha in front of him.
The man leaned in eagerly to gently place his mouth and nose to Barry's scent gland, inhaling deeply.
"Fuck," the alpha growled as he exhaled. He pulled away from Barry with a hungry look in his eye. "How has no one claimed you yet?"
Barry laughed lightly at that.
"You wanna get out of here?" Barry asked nervously, cringing by how cliché it sounded. The alpha didn't seem to notice or care about Barry's awkwardness though. He was still gazing at Barry intensely, his pupils already dilated with excitement.
"God yes," he moaned, "Upstairs?"
Barry nodded. The good thing about going to an Alpha-Omega bar was that they usually had rooms available upstairs above the bar that were fully equipped with everything you might need. Originally the idea behind Alpha-Omega bars was so that it would be easier for alphas and omegas to find each other and hopefully their future soulmates. It was a nice concept, but it didn't take long before Alpha-Omega bars simply became a place for alphas and omegas to hook up. A lot of the time, names weren't even exchanged. Alphas would simply smell out an omega they liked and go upstairs to take them. Sometimes an alpha would knot multiple omegas in one night at an omega bar. Most knew that it was not a place to meet your future soulmate, but rather a place to have a good fuck, no strings attached, which was exactly why Barry had come here.
Barry could feel the guy's eyes on his ass as he walked up the stairs. He knew he already had the guy's interest, but he couldn't resist swaying his hips ever so slightly to keep the guys eyes on him. Most alphas never really made a big deal about using protection anyways, but Barry wanted to keep the guy distracted enough that he might forget about contraceptives entirely. He felt like a terrible person. He was only here to use this guy, to trick him into giving him his seed. It was sick.
Once they were on the second floor, the guy moved to walk ahead of Barry, walking over to the door of one of the rooms and pulling out a key. Clearly he was a regular here, and Barry was definitely not the first omega he had taken up here. He wasted no time unlocking the door and pulling Barry quickly inside with him.
He closed the door shut quickly and Barry suddenly found himself pressed up against it, the air puffing out of his lungs as he was pushed back against the wood, and he suddenly had the man's lips on his, sucking and tasting as his tongue probed into Barry's mouth, exploring.
It had been a while since Barry had been kissed like this. Sure, he had had his one night stands back in college, but as he became more of an adult and moved out into the real world, he didn't hook up with people in this way, and he had never really found someone that he had wanted to start a relationship with.
It was also a little hard engaging in casual sex when he still lived with Joe. Despite Barry's age, the older beta was still very protective over him. Barry remembered once when he was still in college, he came home for the weekend smelling overwhelmingly like alpha hormones, and Joe had nearly had a coronary.
As normal as it was for alphas and omegas to engage in casual knotting, it was usually looked down upon for omegas. Any type of "risky behavior" was. Omegas were only supposed to mate with alphas who they deemed worthy of spawning their children, and the use of contraceptives was usually looked down upon. Omegas were only supposed to have sex if they were ready to mate and bear children. Sex for pleasure was usually discouraged by the OHF, but that didn't stop everyone from doing it.
Barry gasped for air when the man's mouth left his. Out of instinct, Barry tilted his head to the side again, displaying his neck to the alpha, who eagerly kissed and nibbled at the skin there, teasing Barry's scent gland in a way that sent waves of pleasure pulsing through Barry's body. It wasn't long before Barry could feel all of the blood in his body pooling in his groin and slick being produced in between his ass cheeks, his body readying itself for the alpha's knot.
He felt the man's hands clawing at his clothes, undoing the buttons on Barry's shirt as he continued to suck bruises onto Barry's neck. The alpha only made it through two buttons before he lost patience and tore the shirt open, exposing the skin of Barry's torso as buttons scattered about the floor. Barry didn't care though. He was too distracted by the growing pressure in his pants. He could feel the alpha's erection pressing up against his own through the cloth of both of their jeans, and it wasn't long before Barry was yanking at the man's belt, trying to release the throbbing alpha cock inside.
He managed to open the alpha's belt and unbutton his jeans, and the man tore away from Barry's neck to pull them the rest of the way down. He also pulled his shirt off over his head, leaving him standing there with just the thin fabric of his boxers covering his now fully erect cock. The alpha's mouth returned to Barry's neck, now sucking and nibbling on the other side. Barry knew he was going to be marked up from it, but he didn't care. All he could focus on was the alpha who had his body pressed up against him, trapping him against the door behind him.
"Yes," the alpha growled into his neck when Barry reached between them and started to palm him through his boxers.
He felt the alpha place his hands on his hips and pulled him forward, gently maneuvering him and steering him towards the bed. The alpha shoved Barry back onto it, and his back hit the bed with a thud. A moment later, the man was grabbing at Barry's jeans yanking them downward roughly until this they were off completely, boxers and all, letting Barry's cock spring free against his stomach. Barry was now completely naked, but he didn't feel overly exposed. He didn't feel uncomfortable, even with the alpha's eyes staring hungrily at his naked body. All Barry felt was need.
Barry sat up and scooted over to the edge of the bed, staring at the large bulge in the alpha's underwear. He pressed his face up against the man's boxers, breathing in heavily. Very lightly, Barry mouthed the alpha through the fabric, sucking gently at the tip of the alpha's cock, causing the man to gasp and moan with longing. Barry could taste precum through the thin material, and the taste sent a wave of excitement through him. Quickly, Barry rid the man of his boxers, pulling them down in one fluid motion to leave him completely naked.
For a moment, all Barry could do was stare at the large alpha cock in front of him, making his mouth water. It had been a long time since he had been taken by an alpha, since he had felt an alpha's knot swell inside him. Barry eagerly took the man's cock into this mouth, expertly swirling his tongue along the underside and the tip.
"Fuck," the alpha breathed, grabbing lightly at Barry's head to guide him while thrusting his hips slightly into Barry's mouth, "Where'd you learn how to suck cock?"
Barry smiled with the man's dick still in his mouth, swallowing and humming as he started to deep throat him, causing the alpha to moan loudly.
"Enough," the alpha said suddenly, pulling Barry off his cock.
Barry looked at him somewhat worriedly, his confidence leaving him as he wondered what he had done wrong. The alpha took a moment to catch his breath before answering Barry's questioning gaze.
"When I come, I want to be inside you," the man said, and that statement should not have turned Barry on as much as it did.
Barry could feel wet slick coming from his ass, his body readying itself for the alphas cock to enter him. He was confused and somewhat disappointed when the alpha moved away from him then, moving over to the fully stocked nightstand to grab something. The man returned holding a small square package, which he then started to open. Barry reached out and placed a hand on his to stop him.
"You…you don't have to do that," Barry said in a strained voice, "I'm on the p-pill."
Barry tried to swallow down the guilt in his chest. It was wrong. What he was doing to this man was so wrong. He was tricking him into becoming a father without his blessing, not that he was ever going to tell him about the child. Really, the guy would never know the difference. Barry knew it was a longshot that he would actually even get pregnant tonight. Conception without being in heat wasn't impossible, but it was extremely unlikely. Still, Barry felt guilty for even trying to do this without the stranger's knowledge and consent.
The alpha shrugged and tossed the package aside, not pressing the issue and deciding to take Barry's word for it.
Barry took a deep breath, trying to rid himself of his guilt and get back into his previous state of mind. The breath of air was exactly what he needed, seeing as the air in the room was now saturated with pheromones, both his and the alpha's. Upon breathing in the alpha's strong scent, Barry felt his mind go blank. He could only think of one thing, and that was how badly he wanted the alpha to fuck him now. Barry turned around and moved so that he was on his hands and knees, presenting his ass to the alpha behind him.
The man moaned upon seeing Barry in such a submissive position. Many omegas preferred to mate while facing their partner rather than the more traditional way of back to front. Barry was usually the same way, not wanting to get on his hands and knees for an alpha more out of pride than anything else. This time however, he didn't really want to see the man's face. He couldn't look him in the eye, knowing that he was deceiving him in a most unforgivable way.
"Damn," the alpha moaned, "Not even in heat and you're presenting to me so nicely."
He climbed up onto the bed to kneel behind Barry, placing a hand on top of Barry's back just above his ass and moving the other so that his finger was just barely pressing against Barry's entrance, causing Barry to gasp.
"You're so wet for me," the alpha muttered as he slipped a finger inside Barry with little resistance. He quickly added two more fingers, causing Barry's breathing to become more raged and sporadic as he pressed back against the man's fingers. Barry was tight but well lubricated, so the man was able to move his fingers in and out of him easily, stretching him. An omega in heat hardly ever needed stretching, but it was usually somewhat necessary if they were not in heat. The self-lubrication definitely made it go quicker and smoother though.
"Enough," Barry gasped when he couldn't take it anymore, "Just fuck me already! Fill me up!"
The alpha didn't need to be told twice. Without hesitation, he placed his cock at Barry's entrance, pressing in so that the tip just entered Barry's hole. Barry took a deep breath, inhaling more of the alpha's scent. Impatiently, Barry moved his hips backwards, impaling himself on the alpha's cock with a moan. The man behind him moaned too as he found himself suddenly balls deep in the beautiful omega. He remained still for a moment allowing Barry to adjust as he savored the feeling of the tight heat around his dick.
"Move," Barry ordered, wiggling his hips impatiently. The alpha placed his hands on Barry's hips with a growl as he pulled almost completely out and then slammed back in, causing Barry to see stars. His thrusts were slow at first, working up a rhythm, and Barry shuttered with pleasure every time the alpha thrust all the way in. The stretch was mildly painful, but in the best way as the alpha filled him up like he had asked.
Barry let out a moan and string of wordless syllables as he felt his mind go blank. It had been a while since he had felt this. Really, he had never felt this. He had never had sex while off his suppressants, and although Barry wasn't in heat, he found the sheer pleasure of it intoxicating. He felt a rush of hormones and pheromones flood his blood stream like a geyser that had just been unleashed. The alpha sensed it too.
He let out a moan that sounded more like a growl, and his grip on Barry's hips tightened. His thrusts became faster and much harder as he sensed the fact that the omega beneath him was nearing heat. It was like it was taken from his wildest porn fantasies. Every alpha dreamed of fucking a needy omega so hard and so good, it sent them spiraling into a heat. And now here he had a beautiful male omega, moaning in ecstasy beneath him, hormones raging as if this were his first presentation to an alpha. It wasn't long before the alpha felt his knot starting to swell, catching on the omega's rim.
"Mmm, that's it," Barry moaned deliriously, "Give it to me. Knot me. Fill me with your seed."
And that sent the alpha tumbling over the edge, letting out a feral growl as he pushed himself in one last time before his knot fully flared out, buried deep within the beautiful omega's tight heat.
Barry gasped when he felt himself being filled with the alpha's seed. He could feel the man's cock pulsing and throbbing inside of him, filling him. Barry felt he couldn't get any air in his lungs because of the sheer pleasure of it, and within seconds, he sucked in a sharp breath and tumbled over the edge himself a few seconds after the alpha, coming all over the sheets beneath him.
It took them both nearly a full minute before they both caught their breath, both of them maintaining the same position for a while, the alpha's dick still lodged inside of Barry as they both came back to their senses. After a moment had passed, the alpha let out a breathy, satisfied laugh, and then hooked an arm around Barry's stomach, pulling him tight against him as he shifted positions so that they were both laying on their sides on the bed, the alpha pressed up against his back.
The alpha slung an arm around Barry, covering him and holding tightly to keep him in place as he pressed his face into Barry's neck from behind, nuzzling it and rubbing into the skin there. Barry knew what he was doing. It was typical alpha behavior to try to cover an omega with their own scent after sex. It was a territorial thing, and Barry didn't really quite understand why, but he always enjoyed it for some reason. He enjoyed being scented and being scent marked by an alpha after sex, even if it made him smell like a walking one-night-stand afterwards.
The alpha finished his scent marking after a few silent minutes, and it was probably another solid minute or two before either of them spoke.
"For a moment there, I thought you were going to go into heat," the alpha laughed, "God, that would have been so hot."
Barry laughed lightly at that.
He wasn't in heat, but he had been so close. A heat can only be triggered by a sudden rush of sexual pheromones at just the right time. Well, at this point, Barry felt like he was a walking pheromone factory, but clearly the timing had been off. If he had just waited one more night, he had no doubt he would have gone into a full blown heat while in the throes of ecstasy.
As the rush of endorphins started to wear off, Barry suddenly had a sick, sinking feeling in his stomach. The satisfaction and happiness he had been feeling a moment ago quickly vanished as the enormity of the shitty thing he had done was drawn to the forefront of his mind. Barry was happy the alpha was laying behind him and couldn't see his face. If he could, he would have seen the disgust and self-loathing he was feeling etched into its features.
Barry wanted nothing more than to run from the room, but that wasn't exactly an option considering the alpha's knot was still inside him and hadn't gone down yet. Barry felt sick to his stomach as he became hyper aware of the alpha's cock buried in his ass, probably still pumping the alpha's seed into him. He felt like the scum of the earth. He had tricked this man, used him like a sire without his blessing first. It was no better than what the OHF was trying to do to him, breeding against his will.
Barry felt like he was going to throw up. He deserved whatever the OHF did to him now.
The alpha was confused as he sensed the change in the omega's demeanor. He couldn't see his face, but from the side, his cheek didn't look lifted with a smile like it had been before. The omega was probably just tired. The alpha wasn't really surprised. He had never seen an omega unleash that many pheromones at once, and he was shocked, and maybe a little disappointed, that the omega hadn't gone into heat. Still, that kind of sexual rush was usually exhausting for most omegas.
The alpha wondered if this was going to be one of those awkward situations where the omega fell asleep with his dick still inside them. He always felt so awkward slipping out of them while they were asleep and tiptoeing out of the room. He hoped this wouldn't be one of those scenarios.
After nearly ten minutes had gone by, the alpha felt his knot starting to go down. He wanted to pull out of the omega and leave the room quietly, but the knot wasn't all the way down yet, and he didn't want to hurt the omega by pulling out too soon. He wasn't the most selfless person when it came to sex, and he didn't always treat his partners with the most respect, but he at least had the courtesy to wait until his knot had gone fully down before pulling out. Not every alpha was so courteous.
He was surprised however, to find out that the omega wasn't asleep. Before his knot was even fully down, the omega pulled away until the alpha's dick was freed from his ass, hissing in pain as he did it. The alpha stared at him in shock as the omega stood up from the bed and started picking up his clothes.
Well, this was rare. Most omegas were clingy and needy after sex. Most of them always wanted to cuddle with him or fall asleep together. And then, they usually wanted to exchange numbers after that. This omega, he had assumed, would be no different, but the alpha was surprised to see that the other man could barely look at him.
"You're leaving?" he asked the young man in surprise as he watched him get dressed.
"Sorry," the other said, looking at the floor, "I have an early morning tomorrow."
"Hey, I'm not complaining," the alpha laughed, "It's kind of refreshing not to have a clingy omega all over me after I've fucked them."
The alpha looked at the omega, considering him. He had been an unusual lay from the start and had one of the most intoxicating scents he had ever smelt. And the way he had presented to him…
"What's your name?" he found himself asking. It was a question he rarely ever asked his partners, but he found his curiosity peaked with this omega. There was something different about him.
The omega just shook his head as he buttoned up the few buttons that were still hanging onto his shirt. The rest of them were scattered all over the floor.
"No names," he said quietly, finishing getting dressed. He headed for the door then and turned around to look at him once more. He had an almost sad expression on his face.
"Thanks for the good time," he said in a strained voice before turning the handle on the door and exiting the room.
The alpha plopped his head back down on the bed, where he was still lying completely naked. That was probably one of the strangest encounters he'd ever had with an omega, and one that he would never forget.
