Summary:
Slight angst, confusion and a pragmatic Raven.
Notes:
-Multiple PoV (Anya, Raven, Clarke)
-LONG chapter 6.5 K
- I divided this chapter in two parts, in case you want to take a break from reading. Each part is around 3K, so yep. I think that'll help.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Ch XVI: Feelings
ANYA
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Startled by a warm breath against her neck and arms wrapped around her waist, the Alpha to open her eyes quickly. With her heart still racing, she blinks the sleep away and focus her gaze on the brunette mane resting on her shoulder.
'It was not another dream… Reivon and I…we did-' Anya smiled, sliding her fingers up Raven's arm, but her thoughts were interrupted when soft lips brushed against her breastbone as she caressed tanned skin, '-I wonder, will you want more from me, skai girl?'
The Alpha sighed contently when a soft groan informed her Raven's awake, a hand pressed against her stomach and moved up just below the warrior's breasts.
"You are not a dream." She hears Raven mumbles to herself.
She grins, the Omega's hand ran languidly down her side and hips, and along her thigh, she shivers at feeling the brunette's teeth scrapping across her neck, mumbling something before plum lips pressed against her own. Anya refrained herself from asking what was Raven whispering about.
'She'll tell me when she's ready… or want to.'
"How can you be this perfect," the Omega whispers dreamily, pressing her face between Anya's breasts. This gave the Alpha gooseflesh and she arched into the sky girl's body, "-so damn hot."
Anya released a small, throaty chuckle and her stomach muscles twitched uneasily beneath Raven's hand.
The Alpha kissed Raven on the lips and nose slowly, she feels the brunette sighs, "Did you sleep well?"
Raven nods silently, now smiling shyly, gently running her fingers over the blonde's abs and bicep, specifically over Anya's tattooed arm since the other one was hidden beneath the pillows. Guilt was starting to build inside the Alpha, she wanted to talk about their marks, even though Raven hadn't seen hers. Anya had been very careful, even in her sleep her back was always facing away the Omega.
"You are beautiful, Reivon. No one can be compared to you."
"Dunno about that," Raven replies lazily, lips against Anya's neck, "-saw a few cute ladies ogling you when that water came out of your nose," the blonde blushes slightly, "-I think they fell in love with you the moment you started to cough." The Alpha rolled her eyes and groaned softly making her lover laugh wholeheartedly, "I'll admit, you are, by far, the most attractive woman around, grounder or not. Not even commander heart-eyes compares to you." The Omega whispers against Anya's ear biting it softly.
"You better don't go around saying things like that about Heda." Anya teases, trying to control the response of her Alpha, they were starting to call Raven's omega again. The brunette's response was stronger than before! "Your sister might kick your ass if she hears you saying that about her mate."
"I'm not stupid," Raven snorts, breathing raggedly, "-I like my head where it is. Clarke could be weird when mad, and I've seen her arms and that knife and gun she carries around her waist. She looks like she could kick Bellamy's ass."
"Like that's a hard thing to do." Anya rolls her eyes, Raven snorts again at the Alpha's sass.
"See, I knew I like you for some reason."
Pretending to be offended, Anya adds, "So me helping you to achieve several orgasms in a very short amount of time does not make you like me more?!"
"Mmh, right, congrats by the way. That's and actual thing hard thing to achieve," Raven's informs, this intrigued Anya, "-I mean, if this wasn't as unpleasant for you as it wasn't for me… you might want to do it later, soon? Preferably." At the Alpha's red cheeks, Raven adds, "Can't help but wanting you again, you are ridiculously hot."
"You are very attractive too, or haven't you seen your own reflection." She breathes out, eyes locked on her fingers as they skimmed over Raven's tight stomach. "Don't you know what a mirror is, skai girl? You don't have those in the Ark?" She amusedly asks, earning herself a playful push.
"We do have mirrors," Raven replies, "-I know I'm awesome."
Nodding, Anya kisses the Omega's cheek, "I said attractive, but yes, you are pretty awesome."
In a soft voice, Raven asks, "You really think so?" the blonde nods, not stopping trailing her fingers up the brunette's stomach.
"Yes," Anya slides her hand down to Raven's hip which she grasped possessively. "At risk of being pushed off this bed," her next words were a soft whisper, "-you are the most beautiful woman that has granted me the honor to make love to her." Anya decides to open up her heart, "You're beautiful, smart, Reivon. I think, I think I'll die if I never get the chance to kiss you again." She continues, fingers tightening on the Omega's waist. "So yes, I'll be more than happy to be with you, like this, again."
Raven grins a bit shocked because of the Alpha's sincerity, and moves her eyes up towards the ceiling. Nobody had ever called her beautiful and praised her with such honestly before. Her facial muscles begun to hurt from smiling so widely, she couldn't deny that it felt nice to have someone calling her beautiful, and it was Anya none the less, a stunningly strong and attractive Alpha compared to the other grounders she had seen around the Village.
"Who could resist such a beautiful and smart Omega?" The Alpha whispers. "You are an amazing person, not to mention a very talented lover."
Looking back up at Anya, when she had gotten her grin under control, Raven reached out her hand to the blonde and touched her cheek, encouraging Anya to shift further up her body.
"Of course I am," Raven drawled playfully as she shifted up Anya's body so that her face was hovering above the blonde's, a curtain of brown hair shielding them from the world. "I am the Arc's youngest Zero-G mechanic in 52 years. Of course I'm talented and smart."
"That's not all you're good at," she breathed out suggestively, Raven flushed red and swats her lightly in the stomach before she leaned down and kissed her Alpha.
Right before things escalated to a point of no return, a knock on the front door separates them. Groaning, the Omega sighs.
"Can we just pretend no one's knocking on your door?"
A small voice shouts something in Trig, to which Anya sits up straight in her bed immediately with her back to Raven, eyeing the floor looking for her clothes. She felt the brunette holding her by the back, thighs, around her hips, hands possessively caressing in between her legs and a long groan erupted from Raven when she drenched core welcomed the Omega's teasing fingers, breasts rubbed against sun kissed skin, plump lips kissing and nipping at their way down on her spine.
Throwing her head back, Anya couldn't help but buckle her hips and rub against her lover's needy front, she could feel Raven's teeth nipping eagerly over her shoulder blade and moving to the other, fingers were about to enter her when cold air brushed her skin. The Alpha's mark was on her back: a beautiful black bird, a raven, imprinted in a mole-like shape in between Anya's shoulder blades.
Raven had immediately jumped away from her, zipping up her pants, Anya turns the second a loud and startled screech from Raven echoes around.
"What is it?!"
With a hand over her mouth, and chocolate eyes glaring at Anya with unshed tears, had Raven moving quickly off the bed. She reaches Anya's side and prompts her to turn around, the Alpha does as her lover silently asks. Fingers trailed down her back, sliding from one shoulder blade and back to her spine.
"I gotta go!"
The look Raven was giving her felt like a thousand knives butchering her soul.
"What is it?" in that moment she couldn't comprehend what was happening, "Reivon, you need to come with me to the meeting with Klark and Heda-"
"No, you don't understand," the Omega points at the shirtless blonde. "I need to leave."
"But-" Anya hastily gets a shirt on, "-you promised you'll stay..." she tried to take Raven's hand, but the brunette flinched away, "-what's the matter? Talk to me, please."
"I-I have to go."
"What, why Reivon?!"
Unwrapping herself from the sheets, Raven moves away from the Alpha dressing herself as fast as she could.
"Don't," the Omega stutters pointing at her Anya's birth mark, "-why did you get that tattoo?" Tears started to run down her cheeks, "Just because I have a mole that might look like one of your tatts…" The Alpha felt her heart stop, Raven's voice full of betrayal, "It's cruel to make me think that there's something deeper..."
"I didn't get anything done after we meet! I was born with this!" She said with a note of dejection pointing at her mark, "Reivon, please-"
She could see tears clouding Raven's brown eyes. It made Anya's heart ache the second her Omega took a step towards the door. She saw the brunette didn't even bother to put her boots back on, she just clutches them to her chest quietly asking.
"I can't... I'm sorry-"
Not a word came out of Anya's lips, although it didn't matter because the stubborn Omega was slamming the front door before she could stop her.
And just like that, right before she could follow her lover, Raven was nowhere to be seen.
Hastily, a redhead girl enters. "Wormana," she bows respectfully before the Alpha, "-Wanheda sent me to collect you..."
RAVEN
After the moment in Anya's house, the Omega kept wandering aimlessly around the village, now with her boots on.
She reacted not so well to the mark she found in her lover's back. It meant something, she had Anya's mark on her own arm, and she was sure as hell that was not a coincidence. She had read about those so called soul mates, destiny liked to play games and Raven Reyes was not up for games, fate or not.
The Omega did not want to be part of a cruel game, she's her own person and she's supposed to choose whoever she wants to spend her life with!
'I was born Omega, and I'm proud of it, but can't I just have a fucking break? Now I'm not supposed to choose my mate? Ugh, the moment I decide to trust an Alpha!' To say Raven is annoyed with her lucky stars was an understanding, 'But why in hell did I feel my heart shattering to pieces the moment I stepped out of that door?'
Shaking her head, she reaches the warehouse Jake claimed to be the 'tek sanctuary'. Sighing, the omega enters and catches the older Omega typing into the microphone with a pen.
Throwing herself to the cot she woke up the other day, without a word, she knew Jack had noticed her. Hanging up, he turns in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Well, well, Missy, where have you been all day?"
Hands buried beneath a pillow, and face pressed against the soft surface, she only mumbles, "I'm alive, and here. Don't worry."
She could feel Jake's concerned gaze all over her. Their bond went further than the adoption documents, she called him dad because he's earned the title just like Abby. Sighing, Raven turns and sits on her spot, knees against her chest, wincing a little as she wraps her arms around her legs.
The pain in her lower region was throbbing again, she could feel herself sweating as she tries to ignore it. Resting her chin over one knee, she lifts her gaze.
"Any news on mom?" She was stalling, but still, Jake smiled.
"Jacapo said they are almost ready to get rid of the 'lesser' citizens. He didn't explain how, but your mom somehow is working along the counsel and convinced them to use the incarcerated Betas and Omegas as a 'guinea pigs' for this expedition."
"Way to go mom, just a day and she's made an amazing progress!" Raven grins, "When are they coming down?"
"No idea." Jake shrugs and asks softly, "You okay?"
Averting her eyes, the brunette immediately replies, "Peachy."
A snort, "Don't lie to me, dear, you can stay quiet if you want, but please, do not lie to me." The older blonde lovingly kissed the crown of Raven's brown hair, "I'll ask again, is everything alright?"
"She has a raven birthmark, dad." The brunette blurts out, "Anya," she explains shortly, and for the look on Jake's blue eyes, she deduced he knew something about it, "-gosh, something tells me you have some answers."
Blue eyes widen in something like shock or astonishment, she couldn't tell. But what she could tell was that yes, indeed, Jake knew something.
"Shit-" It was Raven's turn to open her eyes in surprise, Jake never swears. "How did you-" at the blush on the brunette's cheeks he clears his throat.
She chuckles, "Dad?"
"I-" he blinks quickly, pacing in circles in front the brunette. "-you sure?"
Cheeks bright red, tightening her grip around her knees, Raven nods, "Yes, very damn sure."
Sitting next to Raven, hugging her fraternally and kissing her sweaty temple, Jake start to pump soothing pheromones. "Sweetheart, you might not like the answer."
"I know," the stubborn brunette groans. "Still, I need to feel a little less angry."
He understood, she knew Jake understood what was happening to his daughter.
"You're not angry, just confused…" Raven moves so that she face him, "-I saw Anya's mark and remember yours, not a conscience," he smiled guiltily, "-and before you want to push me away for not telling you, answer this," the look of betrayal in Raven's eyes makes his heart clench, "-how would you feel if I had told you that I have found your soul mate? That you shouldn't even bother to look around because I already know her?" The look of betrayal suddenly turned into fear, "That's what I thought."
"But-" she squeezed her forearm, "-I still don't like it."
"You don't have to get to know her now, or ever," he adds, "-we're not in the Arc, sweetheart. You can get to know her, or not. You can decide to look around or not," the blond shrugs, "-it is actually your decision. I know her," he winks, "-and I already approve."
"Dad!"
He pouts silly, "But I do! I've known Anya for years, I even like her before I liked Lexa."
"Okay, now that's something I'm interested to hear." Raven smirks.
"You should talk to Anya," he smiled kindly, "-everyone's birth mark is different. Some people were born with them since the beginning, other develop them over time. And some others compliments each other's marks," The blonde Omega shows Raven the mark on his neck, a small moon-like mole lied right behind his mating scar, "-like Abby and I."
"I don't like this," Frowning, she says remembering, "Wait, shouldn't you be with Clarke and crew?"
"What do you mean?"
The surprise in Jake's eyes had her thinking that he wasn't probably invited to that meeting for a reason. "Er, Anya was summoned by Heda right before I got here."
Pinching the bridge of his, groaning, Jake makes his way towards the door. "Can you watch the radio for me?"
"On it."
A blonde brow raises curiously, "You're not fighting to come to the hear the chisme," she chuckles, "-are you sure you're my Raven?"
"Go, dad," She snorts, making herself comfortable in the chair, "-can I,-"
Jake pats her back softly, "I'll tell her to leave you alone until you're ready."
"Thank you. You're the best, dad."
And just like that, Raven was left alone with her thoughts in the warehouse. There was so much she had to think about it and for now, she was fine with being alone in the spacious place.
CLARKE
The blonde Omega noticed Raven's need to be kept away from Anya. The brunette, when not in the warehouse helping Jake with the radio station, went with her and the rest of the sky people to learn how to survive on the ground. The brunette had even asked to be part of the Sky people's education in the grounder's life style.
Food was her sister's favorite thing on the ground, right after ogling Anya apparently, she could feel and see the longing those two exuded for the other. More than once she had bugged her sister to go and talk to her General, but with no avail.
Raven had even named 'Operation avoid my sexy grounder,' at the cat and mouse game they were playing.
Clarke had answered odd questions Raven asked about Lexa and her own mark. Sharing that they were 'complimenting mates', meaning those who develop their marks the moment they meet their destined mate. Clarke and Lexa had no mark at the begining, and as soon as they acknowledge their feelings for each other a mark appeared in their skin, right bellow their breastbone. And now they shared the same mark. [Clexa's mark: . ]
After hearing this, Raven seemed a little bit at ease.
It was during Raven's first day, after they were shown the Village limits, when she caught her brunette sister ogling some grounders here and there during the chat about the 'do's and dont's'. Grimacing from time to time, Clarke understood, 'she's most likely trying to ignore the pain in her lower belly.' If only Raven quit being an asshole…
That night, Anya entered the warehouse, she had brought some fresh clothes and sheets over the brunette's lap.
"Wow, nothing for me, dear?" The blonde asks Anya playfully, hazel eyes glared at her.
Raven glanced down to the sheets in her hands, a small basket full with carefully wrapped bread. Chocolate eyes closed as she inhales deeply, mirroring her sister, Clarke smells the air and blue eyes widens.
"Are those honey buns?!" She asks, reaching for the basket and the hidden bread beneath the pile of clothes only to pout when Raven quickly moved the basked out her paws.
The amused snort that left Anya's throat was not unnoticed by the younger Omega, she nods her approval at Raven's protective of her food and without any other word she turned around, leaving the pair.
That night, Clarke saw her sister going to bed with the biggest grin on her face.
TBC
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…Part 2…
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RAVEN
On her second day of grounder lifestyle, a handful of sky-people asked to be instructed how to fish. Taken aback by the beauty of the nature, the real thing and not the pictures in the Ark's books, trees and different green shades of bushes.
Watching everyone getting close to Jake and following his lead, some pulled out fishing rods or nets. Sighing, she moved to the opposite end, near Anya. Someone startled Raven by bumping into her.
"Oh, sorry Rae," it was Bellamy, he smiled flirtatiously taking in a deep breath, "-need a partner?"
Feeling a heavy gaze on her, and an odd itch at on one side of her neck, she turns and snorts when hazel eyes were shooting daggers at Bellamy.
"Thanks dude," she replies, shaking her head no, "-I'm good."
"You sure? I could help; you know as an alpha-"
A third voice joins them, interrupting the boy-man Alpha.
"Brother, if you wanted to seduce Raven's Omega, let me inform you, you just fail." Octavia fist bumped Raven, who chuckles at her friend's honesty, "We're Omegas, not dumb princesses." She rolled her eyes, "Can you leave? I have Omega business I want to discuss with my gal."
Slightly pale at the subject, female stuff or Omega in this case, and the way her sister was so explicit bout it always grossed Bellamy out.
"Okay," he reluctantly yields, "-Rae if you need help-"
"I'll be here," Octavia cuts, shoving in Raven's hands a fishing net, "-go and find other Omega to knot, preferably one that is not my friend," chocolate eyes widen in mirth.
"Thank you?" Raven asks, stepping into the water, unfolding carefully the net with Octavia's help.
"If I had not intervened," Octavia glanced over Anya. The blonde was shouting orders around, she presented some spears to her trainees and proceed to explain their fishing use rather violently, "-that spear would be nailed into my brother's heart now."
Both brunettes grimaced at the thought. Anya instructed the one named Monty, and after a few minutes, the Asian boy was proudly showing everyone that he had managed to catch a fish with his spear.
The mechanic looked over Anya only to find the blonde Alpha lifting a net round with fishes. Feeling Raven's gaze over her, the blonde shamelessly winked at her, making the brunette blushed fiercely, only to be brought back by Octavia's snort next to her.
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Bored, on her third day, she stupidly asked Clarke for help, but her sister was laughing her ass out, holding her sides at the sight of Raven sprawled on the ground, pinned down by a young grounder straddling her lower back, a wooden knife pressed against her neck.
"You suck Rae, you know?"
Sweaty, covered in dirt from head to toe, Raven Reyes was spending her third day on earth eating dust, literally. Barely three moves in hand to hand combat, and she was already tapping the girl with a free hand, who had her trapped in a headlock.
Clarke pulled her up the ground by the back of her shirt, groaning, rolling her sore muscles. The girl had a serious look on her face as she eyed Anya on the other side of the fighting pitch.
The blonde Alpha was teaching some sky female Omegas how to duck an Alpha attack, but was taking a break. She stared into Raven's way momentarily and nods a silent approval making the girl next to Clarke released a deep breath.
"Don't worry Tris," Raven heard Clarke ask as she limps her way out, "-my sister's a whiny ass," both Omegas looked around most of Sky-people had managed to get away mostly bruiseless, "-I think we did great, don't you think?"
"Speak for yourself," Raven groaned, "-I think you broke my eyelashes, Tris," fear seized the girl at her words, "-what?" she chuckles, "Sis, I think my trainer has a meltdown."
Clarke quickly said something in Trig to the girl and the latter nodded as she replies to the blonde, in the same language with a quivering voice. The blonde Omega sighed, annoyed.
'Fuck, I need to learn that language!'
"Be right back," Clarke informs chuckling, "-try not to die." Raven sweetly flips her a bird.
Mocking humorlessly at her sister's tease, she watches Clarke reach Anya. The blonde Omega started to point towards Raven, softly, pushing Anya by the shoulder. The Alpha sneered, but Clarke puffed her chest out defiantly.
Something stirred inside Raven at the sight of Anya accepting with a bow whatever Clarke was telling her. Again the ache and pain in her lower belly and birth mark started their annoying beating.
"Wow, general cheekbones looks like a kicked puppy," Raven sighs dreamily, "-I want to pet her so darn hard!" Chocolate eyes widen, Anya was making her way towards them, "Fuck, kiddo, how do I look?"
"Like you just got your butt kicked by a fourteen-year-old," Anya gently kneels before Raven and proceed to check her face for any bad bruise. The blonde nods her approval, "-I have to say Reivon," feeling Anya's touch and breath so close, had the Raven's Omega fighting to be unleashed, "-you can take some punches. Keep training and I bet you'll be stronger than you already are."
A dumb smile takes over her face and an even dumber giggle left Raven's throat, she wanted to say so many things, deep ones to that kind alpha… but her stupid fear stopped her. A muffled gasp turned into a chuckle, startling the pair. Tris, the girl had her hands covering her face trying to hide her blushing face from the world.
Clearing her throat, blushing, and adjusting not so subtly the leather skirt over her pants, Anya takes the Omega's hand and kisses it with utter care, helping her to their feet. Hazel locked into chocolate ones before turning around, leaving without any further word.
'Since when had she started to wear a skirt?'
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After every combat lesson, Jake had prompted Raven to drink some grounder's tea, it had miraculously helped with her bruised, and with the stubborn and perpetual arousal her insides burned every time she felt or saw Anya. The annoying lust she's developed stopped right after she finishes each tea cup!
"Now, we're going to learn to work land," Jake's voice states, "-this is an orange tree," the man went on and on about the subject, and all she could think was how she didn't want to spend her third day learning about trees.
"Hey," Octavia's voice whispers, "-ditch your dad's important lesson with me?" The dark-haired Omega replied with a snort, "-wanna bug Clarkey?"
A snort left Raven's lips as they made their way out of Jake sight, a mischievous smirk appeared on the mechanic's lips, "Girl, you had me at bugging!"
The brunette pair reached the fisa's tent, looking for their best friend. Clarke was talking enthusiastically with Octavia's crush, a very handsome Alpha grounder. Chocolate eyes went wide at the sight of the tall, handsome and muscled guy.
"He's hot. You weren't exaggerating, Blake." Raven jumped, startled by the growl Octavia released. Her friend was snarling at Clarke! "Since when you can release threatening scent?" Octavia looked like she was debating between ripping Clarke's head off or fuck the dark skinned guy on the spot. Raven coughed at the strong pheromones hitting her nose. "O', calm the fucking down, I can feel your anger and arousal dude!"
"What?" Clarke looked surprised sniffing the air, "-fuck, she's about to go into heat!" Blue eyes went wide.
"Heat?! Wait, why can I feel O' on my own skin?"
The dark skinned Alpha took a step closer to the brunettes but Clarke made the mistake of stopping him by the wrist. Octavia bared her teeth launched herself about to strike, but fortunately Raven held her by the jacket, but she wiggled her way out, the Alpha caught Octavia in his arms.
Octavia immediately nuzzle into his neck making the man groan joyfully, they started to rub against the other's body.
'Why are they scent marking each other?'
"Linkon," Clarke takes out of her belt a thin blowgun, "-you know our laws."
With a nod, he manages, "Do it Wanheda, w-we hadn't time to talk about this."
Raven could see Clarke's determined look as she quickly blows two darts, hitting Lincoln first and then Octavia is knocking them off almost instantly. The Alpha smiled thankful, eyelids heavy as he slumps down to the ground cushioning Octavia's fall.
"Bellamy is going to kill you!"
"No, he will thank me, and so will O. C'mon!" Clarke urges shaking the dark-haired blond.
Raven helps to separate the unconscious pair, both Omega scrunched their noses at the pang of possessive pheromones oozing from Octavia mixed along with Lincoln's Alpha scent.
This had the brunette gagging, the smell of another Alpha or maybe other than Anya, had Raven thinking about how much she missed her own serious-minded Alpha.
"Gonna tell me why O's in heat? I thought that was no possibility."
Clarke threw Octavia over her shoulders like she weighs nothing, the brunette gaped at her, they made their way inside the infirmary.
"Here on the ground… Ark's suppressants', won't work." Clarke explains as she carries O', "-fortunately the device in our arm will keep us from getting pregnant, but won't interfere with our Omega natural mating cycle."
Raven paled at those words, the blonde placed Octavia carefully over a cot. "What?!"
"No Trikru Alpha will lay a finger on you without consent, I assure you. I mean, you heard Lincoln-"
"He was extremely sweet, to put O' first before himself," Raven mumbles, nodding.
"As hard as this sounds," the pair moved out to check on the unconscious Alpha, "-for us, is either ask for an Alpha to help through our heat," at Raven's incredulous look, Clarke adds, "-yes, ask an Alpha, or choose Octavia and Link's path. To be sedated if their instinct triggers and you're not ready to bond."
"Bond?"
"Yeah, accept that you are interested in each other and…literally, have sex. If you want to continue from there good, if not, well, no one will force you to stay with an Alpha you don't want."
At the blonde's words, the ache in her heart and mark, even the bellyache had started to burn at the thought of Anya and herself going through something like her friend and lover.
"But-"
"All I'm saying is to keep an open mind, sis. Sometimes mind takes longer to acknowledge what our heart and Omega already knows. I'm talking out of experience here." Raven remained quiet for a moment. "C'mon, I need your help with Link," the brunette arches an incredulous brow, "-I'm strong, I could carry you and O' at the same time maybe, but have you seen Linkon? He's like one-hundred kilos of pure muscle!"
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Fifth day on the ground and the mechanic found herself alone in the warehouse. A few tool boxes here, some old world materials cautiously stacked together. Raven might be a messy person, but never a messy mechanic!
Turning to the wall behind the quiet computer screens, she snorts at the sight. Her sister had placed a raucously sweet draw of Lexa and herself. The mated pair looked as stunningly handsome as scary, war paint and armor, and somehow they looked cute as ever!
Feet up on the desk, chair lazily bend backwards, the brunette relaxed letting her mind wander.
"Man, those two act like they were recently mated." She snorts, remembering the literal hearts in their eyes for the other.
Feeling a gaze drilling her back, she turns and sees Anya looking at her, hazel eyes deep with emotion. Raven's eyes moved to the Alpha's hands, two pitchers in one hand and a small device in the other.
Anya hands one of the pitchers to the Omega, she eyed curiously the amber foamy-liquid, and smelled it. She settles her feet on the ground, she sniffs the beverage, noticing the honey-herbal scent along with a pinch of alcohol.
"They are great for each other. A week before your arrival, they finally mated." The Alpha takes a long swig from her own drink.
"But, I thought they have been together for a while now."
Anya nods, "Years."
The short answer prompts Raven to take a swig from her drink, chocolate eyes widens with pleasure. "This, whatever it is, tastes better than Monty's moonshine!"
"It's called mead," Anya grins, taking another gulp, "-sorry for not being around yesterday. I, uh, was indisposed," she blushed, "-are you okay? Did Linkon hurt you?"
"What?! No," Raven shakes her head hastily, "-Octavia and this guy are…"
"I know, poor goufa," she could feel Anya's alpha calling for her, the brunette shivers in wanton, "-we, Alphas, get territorial with our chosen mates," hazel eyes darkened as they eyed Raven intently, stirring her Omega, "-it's our job to protect the ones we chose to love."
Bending over, Anya places her half-drink over the desk and holds the Omega's hand in hers, lips a breath away from Raven's. The brunette closed her eyes, waiting for the Alpha's lips to crash against hers, but this never happen. Instead, cold lips kissed her cheek sweetly, and a slightly heavy tablet was placed in her hand.
Blushing at the sweet gesture, Raven stammers, "Y-You okay? What happened yesterday, can I help?"
Anya shakes her head, "Don't worry, I'm fine now," she points at the brunette's hand, "-I found this years ago, I was told you might enjoy it." Raven felt her heart beating faster.
For what the Omega could see, it was an old, very old, video game console. The blue and red joy-com controllers can be unattached from the small screen; she was about to squeal with joy, recognizing what it was when a pair of well-known voices on the other side of the warehouse were heard.
"-the hell, you can't come into this house. I'm not the one who resides here, fuck off!" The annoyed voice sounds from the other side of the warehouse. "What do you want, Bellamy?"
"Is Raven home?"
"Bellamy?" Raven whispers, Anya growls. Unconsciously, moving herself in front the Omega, shielding her from any possible danger, fighting the urge to pump out threatening pheromones.
Quietly, the pair listens to the interaction on the other side of the warehouse.
"I don't know, why?"
"I need to talk to her," Bellamy's voice states confidently, "-by the way, thank you for helping my sister, I don't know what I have done to that grounder if he had managed to lay a finger on her-"
"Don't be an ass Bellamy," Anya smirks, Clarke apparently didn't like Bellamy, "-O' loves Lincoln and he loves her back. Now, what is it what you want with my sister?"
"Raven. I can feel her Omega calling, and I think she wants me," the smugness in his voice made Raven stomach churn and Anya sneered holding the handle of her sword, "-and I'm here to offer my help. I can feel her heat coming and I am willing to help."
She groans when her Omega stirred inside her, having another Alpha around roused her natural instincts to life.
A loud laughter released on the other side of the warehouse startles the pair, prompting immediately a loud growl from Bellamy which ends up turning into a pathetic whine. Anya smirked, Clarke had just made the asshole Alpha submit.
"Raven should be with a high ranked alpha. I doubt there's one good enough for her."
The brunette Omega mutters a 'what' immediately holding Anya's hand in a silent cry for help. As a reflex, Anya turns and hugs the brunette, pumping soothing pheromones surrounds her Omega. Anya whispers words in Trig as she held the Omega close, soon she changes to English.
"You are right, there's not one good enough for her and that includes you," patience was running short in Clarke's voice, "-look, stop pretending you are a resourceful Alpha," the blonde spat, "-if Raven decides to have a heat partner or not, is none of your fucking business, Blake. Now leave before I kick you in the nuts."
"Think about this, talk to her. I'm her best chance."
"That won't happen, Reivon. You have my word." Soft lips pressed against the Omega's forehead tenderly, then her nose and cheek, "Ai swega, ai snogon."
Ignoring the argument on the other room, she focused her gaze on hazel eyes and the Alpha's soothing scent.
Nuzzling into the Alpha's scent gland, arms around the taller woman, the brunette whimpers trying to restrain herself from biting or kissing the tantalizing skin. After tasting and feeling the most intimate side of Anya, it was hard not to long for more!
'I don't want to be protected, I'm not weak-'
"I want to help you, because I know that by now you have more than one idea of how to defend yourself from that bastard if it comes to it, and I'll be honored to fight by your side, together." Anya searched those beautiful chocolate orbs as if they held the remedies to all her woes. "Remember, you are one strong and clever Omega, you can take anyone down." Anya's whispers, sending shivers down her spine, "Heat or not, partner, lover or mate… or not, follow your guts, do not let the Ark's customs change you." cupping her face, the Alpha adds, "Your choice, not the Arks, not Bellami's, or mine, ai hodness, no one else's."
'I love her… her way to lift my mood, yes that!'
Throwing all caution and questions to the wind, Raven claimed Anya's lips as she drew her in a strong embrace. Anya, surprised, released a squeaky gasp as she bent eagerly returning the kiss. Raven fiercely pulled her, claiming Anya's lips with every ounce of passion in her small frame. Another moan broke out her throat when the Alpha's hands hurriedly searched her body again, craving to remember her flesh, her slender shape, her extremely soft skin with the same careful and tender way she had granted Anya the liberty to do so.
The Alpha's lips moved to the column of her throat, "This distance with you is killing me," she miserably confessed.
Dumbly, Raven had thought that maybe refraining from talking to Anya, not giving into the desire to melt in her arms as soon as the opportunity presented itself might be fairer to them both. At least until she was ready to move forward with what she knows now about their marks.
But as incredibly selfish destiny might be with her, she knew that the sooner she accepted her life the faster she could start to live… or prepare to be disappointed again. She exhaled a heavy, shaking breath, Anya's enthralling scent calmed and roused a storm of emotions inside, drowning in a single consuming one; her Omega's distressingly powerful lust.
Fists gripping loosely the fabric at the back of the Alpha's jacket as unmistakable heat flared in her core, impetuously spreading through her body again, taking possession of her. Inevitably, Raven pressed her lower half to Anya's, grinding shamelessly against strong hips, wrapping her arms tight around muscled shoulders.
With wandering hands, Raven slides down Anya's stomach, making its way towards the Alpha's superimposed skirt when she felt something...
A gasp broke out the Omega's throat as she felt a warm, clothed appendage poking at the inside of her thigh. Without breaking the embrace, holding the Alpha at arm's length, she gasped.
"What? I thought you didn't-"
Raven didn't finish her sentence, and Anya was already turning away and adjusting the skirt over her pants, when Clarke enters the room noisily.
"Sis, we have a," the blonde Omega notices the blushing Alpha and scrunches her nose, "-problem, Onya, whatcha doin' here?" a slight smirk on her face.
Slightly hunched over, the alpha clears her throat. "I was leaving, yes," she turns and smiles shyly at Raven, "-I'll be home, if you want to continue our uh, conversation. Bye now."
Both Omegas watch the retreating figure leave the warehouse. Arching an amused brow, Clarke crosses her arms, staring smugly at the brunette, who was blushing fiercely.
TBC
Notes:
Chisme: Spanish for a very juicy gossip.
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