"Absolutely not!"
Arthur sighed for the tenth time today. His only friend, a Frenchman Beta, was over reacting as usual.
"How can you trust a strange Alpha, you just met at random, and agree to go out with him? Alone!" Francis continued pacing while huffing in displeasure. "Even if it is impossible to find your family he still needs to get approval. That's what I'm here for, and you won't even have me come with you? Arthur, that's absurd!"
Arthur just sighed once again and scowled. Francis and he had been through a lot over the years they known each other. It's really no surprise that the Beta would throw a fit every time something potentially dangerous would involve Arthur...again.
But damn it! They moved across the Atlantic just to get away from the restrains of the social conduct in Europe and get a fresh start in America.
"You can't protect me forever you know. Back home I've pretty much accepted my fate of never having a mate or a single possession to my name, but we are here now and I want to at least try to live like a normal person." Stated Arthur; all the while trying to tame his ever messy mop of hair. Nothing worked...it remained as wild as ever.
Observing the Omega across the room Francis sighed. They may have their differences but in the end Arthur is as close to a brother or real family he will ever have, denying him any potential happiness would kill him.
"Well mon ami, if you truly think this Alpha is worth the time then we really need to reconsider your outfit."
Alfred was fidgeting as he always did when waiting in line for a new game, watching the opening scene of a horror movie, or while getting ready to go on a date. Not that he had much experience it that department to begin with. Sure there was the occasional Omega that allowed him a date or two and an ever rarer Beta, and he knew what to do based off of instinct and the short experiences, but if he was being honest with himself none of his dates ever went anywhere. It's not like he was especially picky, it's just that the person he was with expected him to be something he was not.
Behind Alfred's good looks and strong exterior was the constant hyper excitement and almost childish outlook on life. Sure he can be all Alpha and can dominate his partner when needed or if the heat of the moment called for it, but not all the time! That gets very exhausting very quick. Alfred's happy disposition, most of the time confused some Omegas, who were looking for something constant, solid, and direct. Maybe this is why he was still single at twenty-two when most Alphas had their first Omega at sixteen.
Checking his reflection one more time, making sure his glasses had no smudges and his clothing not too wrinkly, he deemed himself presentable and grabbing his keys, wallet, and phone he headed for the door.
Arthur shifted on the bench and huddled into his thin fall jacket. Eager to get away from Francis' fussing he ended up leaving way earlier, which left him out in the cold for an hour. Mindlessly watching the people walking by, he reflected back on his phone conversation with his aunt.
Everything was the same as ever with the family that no longer wanted him. His eldest brother took over the family business and already had his third child on the way with the pretty Omega their parents found for him.
The next brother was handling one of their branches in India, while the twins Betas were stationed in Ireland. The youngest Alpha, Peter, was already in elementary school; forever ignorant of Arthur's existence. How sad was it to realize that you were truly dead in the eyes of your own brother but, he supposed, that's exactly the point of being disowned.
"Sorry did I make you wait?!"
Jolting out of his thoughts Arthur turned towards the voice. He was met with the out of breath Alpha who was leaning forward to catch his breath.
"Seems like you're always running after me, but no you didn't make me wait. I came here way earlier." The Omega stood and wrapped his scarf tighter around him.
"Man, and here I though I'll be the one waiting for you," Alfred whined playfully. "Well, you ready to go? It's just across the street."
The two made their way to a small restaurant, which was squished between two taller buildings but was warm and inviting inside.
The hostess Beta seated them in the booth at the back providing them with a sense of seclusion and intimacy.
While looking over the menu, it suddenly hit Arthur that this was technically his very first date ever. A wave of nervousness washed over him; what does one do or not do it this situation?
"Hey, you okay?" Alfred questioned him with worried gaze in his eyes; his body tensed up at the scent Arthur was giving off.
Before Arthur could answer, the waiter, an Omega, rushed over to them. He locked eyes with Arthur, "Are you alright?"
Of course he's alright, why wouldn't he be, just nervous that's all. That's right, Arthur thought, the Omegas here are more inclined to stick together then back in Europe, if Arthur felt threatened all he had to do was say it.
"Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry." He shifted his eyes at the Alpha who looked tense, almost not breathing.
The waiter looked between the two before letting the issue drop. "Alright…are you two ready to order?"
After placing their food orders and sending the waiter on his way, Alfred let out a deep breath. This is why a chaperon was required on first dates. Omegas were nervous by nature, the slightest discomfort or unknown territory send their emotions and scent flying.
"You sure you okay? We can leave if you want." Alfred said hesitantly.
"No, I'm fine, really. I'm not sure what came over me."
"Okay..." Alfred sighed and leaned on the palm of his hand, gazing out of the window. "It's because you don't have my scent, therefore signaling that you're not bonded to me. I'm not entirely sure how it is in other countries, but here Omegas have more rights. If they feel threatened by the Alpha, that Alpha can get in pretty deep shit."
The American sighed and leaned back in his seat, "This whole place is probably going to keep an eye on us, but I guess it's fine," he grinned. "All I have to do is make sure you feel safe."
Arthur allowed a small smile, of course he knew all that, it's been part of the reason he moved here. "Yes, I supposed you should do that."
Dinner went without any incidents, the conversation mostly kept to random questions about favourite foods, latest movies, and work or school; the topic of family was avoided which was fine by both males.
"Hey you want to take a walk through the park?" Alfred asked after they each paid for their meal.
He insisted on paying for Arthur's, but the Omega protested which lead to a small fight between the two. Not wanting to bring anymore unwanted attention Alfred reluctantly let Arthur do as he wished but vowed that he would get his way next time.
"Sure, best get going before it gets too dark."
Returning to the park and wandering down the main path, Arthur admired the scenery which started to settle over the area as the sun descended further towards the horizon. The small animals running to their hiding places for the night, golden leaves gliding past them whenever the wind picks up and the distant muffled city noise gave the park a surreal and secluded feel. Arthur shivered as the sun kept taking the last of the day's warmth with it, pulling his scarf closer.
"Here, you're cold right?" Alfred wrapped his vintage bomber jacket around Arthur, which swallowed him up since it was three sizes too big.
The jacket was radiating with warmth and Alfred's scent. "Oh thank you." He subconsciously inhaled the smell and almost got weak in the knees...it has been a while for him hasn't it.
Alfred noticed and grinned but didn't say anything. He swung his arm around Arthur's shoulders, providing extra heat which naturally radiated from his body and turned toward a trail off the main path further into the park.
The Alpha seemed like he couldn't keep quiet and needed to fill the silence with random bits of conversation. He babbled about anything and everything, but every now and then he would quiet down and get a distant look in his eyes, as if remembering something, as he squeezed Arthur closer to himself.
The Omega mostly stayed quiet and listened, but he didn't mind. Outside of his co-workers and Francis there rarely was anyone else who talked with him. He didn't connect with many people to form new friendships and any potential Alpha didn't seem to be interested in him or vice versa.
He liked how Alfred talked with passion even about trivial things, even though he picked up the nervous scent coming of the Alpha and occasionally an aroused one, Arthur was content. In fact it was a relief from all the over confident Alpha smells he always encountered back in Europe. The Omega himself was more reserved, and yes he was feisty and seemed rude at times but that's only because he could never express himself as clearly as he wanted; which lead him to have a lonely childhood and, as it turned out, adulthood.
Alfred on the other hand was having a mini panic attack. Arthur seemed so much older and mature that he was sure he was chattering the Omega's ear off but he couldn't shake off his nerves and therefore keep talking. His mind would every now and then drift off to the gutter and remember the hot panting and the nice flush the pale skin would get, leaving him wanting the man beside him more and more. It still felt surreal that the Omega was beside him, when all throughout his adolescence Alfred wanted him but knew that he could never have the hot Omega.
Once they reached the other end of the park, it has gotten dark and empty. They stopped under a willow tree not sure what to do next, but unwilling to part just yet.
"So…I guess I should take you home?"
"I guess so..."
Alfred shuffled nervously, the Omega clearly picking up the scent and projecting the same emotion. The Alpha turned to face the Omega and stared into the forest green eyes. He bit on his lower lip and, after a few moments, seemed to reach a decision.
"L-let me just...try something?" Alfred swallowed nervously.
The Alpha slowly leaned in smelling the scent Arthur was giving off, nervous yet curious and excited for what Alfred might do. He leaned further in and inhaled the sweet scent at the neck just below the Omega's right ear. Alfred let out a low growl and let the wave of arousal guide him. He nuzzled against that spot, causing Arthur to stiffen but he didn't push the Alpha away.
Knowing that leaving marks on an Omega that was unattached was forbidden, they both were aware that they needed to be careful. Pulling the scarf off the other male, Alfred sniffed and rubbed his nose against the sensitive skin at Arthur's neck, and eventually was bold enough to dart his tongue out to lick along the artery. The action caused a delicious moan to escape from the smaller male, who had his head craned and a hand over his mouth to muffle his gasps. Arthur looked sinfully delicious which excited the Alpha.
He persisted to tease the sensitive neck before him, starting to kiss and licking down his neck to the collarbone and back up all the way to his chin and cheeks. Eventually he lingered near the mouth; pulling Arthur's hand away he lightly kissed around the panting plum lips and let their heavy breaths mix.
Alfred looked at Arthur who had his back pressed against the tree trunk while his green eyes were glossy and clouded with lust and need. He lightly cupped Arthur's chin to make the other focus onto his sky blue eyes. They hesitated a while, still nervous and fighting the primal instincts to mate, but eventually both leaned into a chaise kiss.
Again and again their lips meet in a lingering press slowly coaxing one another to deepen the kiss. Cautiously Alfred's tongue brushed against the Brit's closed lips asking for entrance. The Omega granted the request with a shy parting of his trembling lips and Alfred wasted no time to dive into the warm, wet mouth. The Alpha explored and mapped out every inch of the new territory inside Arthur's mouth. Once satisfied that he marked every corner of the wet cave he brushed his tongue over the Omega's, coaxing him to play.
Tentatively they swirled and rubbed their wet tongues together in a slow dance tasting one another and loosening moans mixed with whines and growls. Alfred grew more confident and aggressive, as was his true Alpha nature, with each moment using more of his strength and height, he leaned over and pinned the shorter male to the tree.
Running his hands over Arthur's body, while his tongue was busy playing with its counterpart, had the Omega squirm and let out erotic noises, bringing out the dominant side of Alfred. His large hands gripped the shorter man's slightly wider hips and finally brought their clothed erections together as Alfred leaned more into their open mouth kiss, leaving the Omega breathless.
Loud moans of pleasure were heard from Arthur as the rutting of their erections increased the burning need in both of them. Lungs burning for air, Arthur pulled slightly away to catch his breath as Alfred moved to his left ear and started to lightly nibble on the lobe, still grounding his straining member into Arthur's.
This would definitely not do, but he just couldn't stop. As Alfred pulled him even closed and increased the speed and pressure of his movements, Arthur wined and tried to match the harsh pace against the Alpha. Each whine coming from Arthur was countered by with a possessive growl from the Alpha.
He engulfed the shorter man's ear fully into his mouth, sucking and licking it. His hands moved from their grip on Arthur's hips upward and slid beneath the two coat layers, trying to reach the rose flushed skin he dreamed of touching so long ago.
"S-stop..." came a soft whimper pulling Alfred out of the trance.
"Ha-…ah-…heh-…yea, sorry…I got carried away..." Panted Alfred, "would you like me to...help you finish?" He questioned as he gently palmed the Omegas erection through his pants.
"Ah! N-no…I-hah-I…don't want it…to end like that," breathlessly replied the Omega, "but I think it's best if we stop now... and you should probably take me home..."
"Yea…sorry, rutting in the park like bunnies, this is not what I normally do. You just drive me crazy," Alfred grinned and rested his forehead against Arthur, whose face was red from blushing. "I'll take you home, where do you live?"
Turned out Arthur's flat was twenty minutes away from the park. They walked slowly both still emitting the scent of arousal and both still sporting full erections. It was a miracle that no one came to give them trouble.
After several stops, when one or the other would get carried away in their nuzzling or wandering hands that they end up rutting in an alley or against a random car, they would catch themselves and carry on half hardly to Arthur's flat.
"Your lights are on."
"Yea, that's just my chaperon, Francis, he insisted on waiting up on me and is probably worried sick by now of what could possibly be keeping me out so long," Arthur flashed a suggestive smirk. "It's probably a good thing he didn't come tonight; I might have not enjoyed your company as much as I did. Now you better leave before he smells us, he's a Beta but even they pick up on mating scents."
"Yea, I guess…but one last kiss for the night? Please!? With cherry on top!" The younger Alpha playfully pleaded.
Arthur sighed, but still he couldn't keep his smile off his face. "Sure, sure."
Their lips met in a gentle push and soon, as expected, deepened into a tongue battle against each other. Arthur pulled away and grounded his palms against Alfred's chest. The damn boy was too enthusiastic for the Omega's good.
"I really need to go now." Arthur chided.
"Yea, sure, sorry it's late...and I have class tomorrow, but can we meet up again sometime?" The young Alpha looked so excited that Arthur didn't have the heart to be cheeky with him like he usually was with others.
"Yes, yes, now go you fool, I really must go now."
Reluctantly Alfred pulled away and bolted for the door, otherwise he might have jumped the Omega right there and then, hallway and neighbours be damned.
Arthur was as giddy as a school girl; still grinning he opened the door to his flat. "Hey frog, I told you not to wait for-," and all the happy air evaporated like a popped balloon.
In his small living slash dining room there stood Francis with a frown on his face and arms crossed over his chest. Upon seeing Arthur he seemed relieved, but at the same time scared and worried. However the Frenchman was the least of Arthur's worries. There sitting in one of his worn out secondhand armchairs was a man he thought he would never have to see again.
While he was out late and having a wonderful time with an intriguing Alpha, this man made himself at home. In Arthur's home.
What should have been the happy and carefree conclusion to his evening with Francis fussing over him, because he by now smelled like the Alpha he was with, turned into a dreaded nightmare of old memories resurfacing which should have remained buried.
A numb and resentful feeling spread from his gut as if someone punched him, someone who had wild red hair, acid green eyes, and a set of familiar eyebrows much like his own.
"Guid eenin, brother."