A/N: Wassup! It's your friendly neighborhood Cuzo here with a short fic. Couple things before you read.
One, this is my very first omegaverse fic so be gentle with me.
Two, this is meant to be lighthearted, fun and a little nasty ;). I honestly let my imagination do what it wanted here.
Three, I've tweaked some of the omegaverse rules. Why? Because I'm the author damnit! XD
Alpha's are still top tier and female alphas can shift their genitals. However, once they have their first rut (kinda like puberty), they are able to shift at will. Alpha's male or female can not get pregnant.
There are no Beta's.
Omega's are pretty much standard, except I treat their heat the same as one would a menstrual cycle (minus the blood). Occurring every month and missing in action if an omega 'caught' or got pregnant. Both Male and Female omega's can conceive with an alpha. Though Male omega's uterus' aren't present unless they are in heat. Whereas in a female this is constant and runs the possibility of catching even outside of their heat.
Lastly, this is meant to be a one shot but depending on how this is received, I may turn it into a multichapter.
This is a completely AU fic. Highschool/College meets Omegaverse with a few real life disciplines thrown in there.
Anyway, have fun. And welcome to my brain.
Republic City High. Senior Year.
Korra leaned against the wall of her school's athletic building with the sole of her sneakered foot propped up against the brick exterior. The alpha had been waiting for Asami for the better of five minutes and was beginning to get impatient. This wasn't the first instance they've had to sneak away between class periods to get some...alone time. In fact, it's been done enough to where the two of them have developed their own special place to meet without getting caught. The relationship between the alpha and omega was complicated to say the least. Yet that didn't stop them from consistently delving into the sexual side of their attraction to each other. Even if their social statuses were a few levels apart.
Sighing in frustration, Korra reached down into her pocket to pull out her cellphone to check the time. They only had about a 45-minute gap before needing to go back to class and about 10 were already gone now. The Alpha's blue orbs scan the field for any sign of the other girl. "She better not have stood me up," Korra mused. But as soon as those words were out, a familiar floral scent caressed her nostrils, causing her to follow the scent and set sight on the briskly walking omega. Asami was wearing a white short sleeved V-neck t-shirt and a short denim skirt. Korra smiled at the outfit of choice. That'll definitely be easy to maneuver around with their short constraint of time.
"Took you long enough, "Korra states when Asami is in ear shot. Her creamy skin was already slightly flushed from her fast walking, making the front of her track team's sweatpants just a little tighter.
"Sorry, I had a hard time ditching Wu."
Korra snorts in disgust at the mention of that name, "when are you gonna get rid of that nerd?" She asks while finally leaning off the wall and starting the short walk around the corner to the equipment closet, knowing that Asami would follow.
Just as predicted, the omega was in tow, repeating the same sentence she's said to Korra the last three months, "You know I can't do that. His aunt and my father are trying to do business and-"
"-and you have to play nice. Whatever." The athletic girl cuts in and starts to jiggle at the door handle the same way she's done a million times before to get them inside the room. Once its open, she holds the door for Asami and then follows behind her. Korra did not like the amount of time her girlfriend, or, whatever the omega was to her right now, spent with the other alpha. In her opinion he was the weakest one she's ever seen and was pretty sure if she wanted to, she could make him bare her pups. Wu was a pathetic excuse for an alpha and would be glad when Asami would be done with him and she's free to kick his ass or make him her bitch. Either one was fine right now.
The scent coming off of Korra resembled that of a strong burnt wood and it instantly let the omega know that the other girl was getting upset. Her possessive nature was the strongest Asami has ever seen but it only managed to turn her on. Even from the first day they met. The sight of Korra nearly seething and involuntarily making her exposed biceps flex in anger caused Asami's own desire to pool between her legs. She approaches Korra from behind and starts to place warm kisses along her neck. "I'm here now. So, are you gonna brood or take me how I've been thinking you would all day?"
And just like that the alpha forgets about her rising jealousy and turns around to face Asami who already had a look of lust in her eyes. "Oh yeah? What were you thinking?" She starts to back the other girl up to the trolley that held miscellaneous sport equipment, from soccer balls to baseballs and a few other things. She knocks it off completely and uses her strength to lift Asami onto it then standing between her legs. The sudden movement makes the omega gasp before dawning an amused grin. Her increasingly potent scent alone made Korra tighten her grip on creamy thighs as she felt a slight pulse from her hardening shaft. It had shifted right when she first laid eyes on the other girl. A skill she perfected soon after her very first rut.
Asami leans forward to nip at the plump lips in front of her as she continued to tease. "I thought about you. And how full you make me feel" those same lips then move to Korra's neck again. "How I couldn't wait for you to fuck me until I was raw."
A low growl is heard from deep down the track star's throat as she roughly hikes up the denim skirt. The omega's teasing had done exactly what it was supposed to. Reaching between fare skinned thighs, she starts to feel for Asami's panties to remove them but she's only met with a silky fluid coating her fingertips. Korra then pulls back to see the carnal smirk planted on the omega's lips.
"I told you. I have been thinking about this all day."
If there was ever a contest for the most arrogant smile, Korra would win by a landslide. She takes a slight step back to hook her thumbs at the elastic band of her pants and begins to pull them down. Her rock-hard cock springs out from its confines at full attention. "Get over here," the alpha demands and cups the back of Asami's knees to roughly yank her forward, making the omega yelp partly in surprise. They had already had minimal time left and Korra didn't want to waste any more of it. With one hand at the base of her dick, she starts to position herself at the entrance. But before she can satisfy her need, Asami places both her hands on her exposed shoulders.
"Korra, wait," She says stopping it just in time and beginning to reach into her bunched-up skirt pocket to pull out a condom.
The former mentioned narrows her eyes at the square, gold wrapper that had a raised ring in the middle and sucks her teeth, "are you serious right now?" the unwavering look on the omega's face said she definitely was. "You know I hate those."
"You don't know how to control yourself."
"Ugh, come on Asami, I can barely feel anything with it."
"You nearly knotted me last time."
"It was an accident. I promise I'll pull out," Korra tried, she really hated condoms. They were so restrictive. "Don't make me disappoint Legend like that."
"Legend? Who-" and then it clicks, "really?"
Korra only shrugs at the confessed name of her extension, "look, I promise I'll pull out. For real this time."
"That's what you said before. I'm not going through buying a bunch of tests if my heat is late again. You don't know what that's like."
"But it showed up. So nothing happened."
"Korra, I mean it," she said while pushing the protection out further towards the other girl.
The alpha audibly groans and snatches the stupid condom from in front of her face and rips it open with her teeth. As soon as its on properly, she yanks the seated girl in front of her forward and slides inside Asami's molten heat to the hilt. The omegas hands fly out to grasp onto Korra's shoulders. She wasn't expecting to be taken so abruptly. "Korra-"
"-shut up," the track star demanded in anger as she starts a fast and rough pace into the omega. If she was going to be forced to wear a condom then Asami was going to pay for it. Her hips slammed repeatedly against the ones before her, easily creating a smacking sound from the force. Korra's hands griped at the bunched-up fabric of her skirt so the other woman wouldn't be able to pull away from her. There would be no inches spared this time and she was going to make the omega take all of it.
The sheer power of Korra's bucking hips has the trolley moving inch by inch across the room, taking the two girls with it until they literally hit a wall. With the added support, Asami reaches up behind her to ground herself as the alpha fucks her harshly. She bites down on her bottom lip to stop from moaning too loud and getting caught. She could hear the labored grunts coming from Korra and it made her body cream and shudder. Her lips parted slightly as a high-pitched squeal was ripped from throat. Damn did Korra know her well. Asami's upper back tapped against the wall with each vigorous thrust. Thank spirits no one could hear them from the other side.
The omega's moaning was falling right into Korra's ear and she felt herself becoming even more stricken with desire. The base of her cock started to swell in the shape of a cylinder as her knot started to form. She wanted to fill Asami to the brim but the stupid condom would prevent her from doing that. Another growl left her lips as she pumped even harder, causing Asami to moan in a frenzy.
Lifting her head from the omega's shoulder, she covers the loud girl's mouth with her hand. She could tell that Asami was close with the way her core sounded as if she were being fucked a shallow pool. Their skin continued to slap together loudly. Echoing against the walls of the equipment closet.
"Korra, don't stop... please. Don't stop." The omega begged as she felt her impending orgasm teeter at the edge. She was puddy in the alpha hands and Asami bared no shame in it. She could feel the way Korra wrapped her arm around her waist to make it easier to ground their hips together as her legs were separated further. Allowing the alpha to bottom out completely, aside from the budding knot that had formed. The change in position was all Asami needed before her jaw becomes slacked and a silent scream escapes her lips. Her head tilts back against the wall as her body convulsed with each wave of her orgasm. Korra's hips don't stop until she feels the other girl go rigid before her. Asami's walls clamp down on the thick shaft inside in an attempt to milk it for all its worth. Though thanks to the condom, that wouldn't happen since Korra hadn't had a chance to reach her peak.
Asami is breathless for the better of a few minutes before she starts to slowly come down from her high and noticed the displeased look on Korra's face. "...what?"
The athlete pulls out then and steps back to show her still hard cock and a fully formed knot. "Fix it," Korra demands in an authoritative voice. She did all of the work of their fucking but didn't get to receive the same reward at the end as the omega and it left her sexually frustrated.
At the harsh tone of instruction, Asami slid down from her perch on wobbly legs and began to sink to her knees. She could smell how upset Korra was and wanted to ease her aggression as soon as possible. Coming face to face with the alpha's phallus, she easily slides the condom off that had been lightly filled with precum. She then takes hold of the thickness and slides her lips over the mushroom head to lap at the bit of seamen that was present before pulling it into her mouth completely.
The action causes a deep hum from the alpha and she places her hand on top of Asami's head, clutching the soft ebony hair between the webs of her fingers; urging the kneeling girl forward. The omega obliges easily, bobbing her head along Korra's dick and using her hand to massage at the knot. She works in tandem with her hand and mouth; moving in a circular motion to be sure she massages every inch of it. But that wasn't enough for the alpha. She was ready to cum and Asami wasn't moving fast enough to match her arousal.
The athlete then clutches Asami's hair with both hands and forces her down onto her dick at a faster pace. She could hear the omega gag slightly from the sudden change but she didn't care. Asami had proved in the past she could take it and so she'd have to do it again now. The kneeling's girls' eyes had closed shut from the quickened pace as she allowed Korra to have her way with her mouth. The tip of her dick touched the back of her throat nearly every time she thrusted forward. Pale hands planted themselves on the alpha's thighs just in case she did go a little too far and the omega needed to pull away. The top of the knot hit against her red lips repeatedly and she knew if Korra could, she'd slid that between her lips as well.
Aggressive grunts left the alpha as her climax started to slip towards the finish line. She was going to cum deep into the other girls throat any second. She reaches down to remove one of the omega's hands from her thigh to wrap it around the base of her shaft. Getting the hint, Asami wraps her hand around it the best she could and squeezes tight. With a loud breathy exhale, Korra cums hard and stills her hips as warm spurts of cum jets out of her dick and slides down the omega's waiting throat. "Fuck," the athlete groans as she lets her head fall back in pleasure.
Asami chokes for just a second but catches her barring's quickly and uses her hand to pump all that she could from Korra, swallowing every drop. When she's sure the alpha was done, and those hands were no longer tangled in her hair, she pulls back to remove the phallus from her mouth with a pop.
Theres a few beats of silence before Korra is able to catch her breath again and look over at Asami who was slowly rising to her feet. "Thank you," her attitude was much better now.
"Mhm," the omega hums as she starts to fix her clothes back to how they were and then works on pulling her hair into a high ponytail.
The hum didn't sound like it normally did post coital, "what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, don't do that. What I do?"
Asami sighs then, with her arms crossed over her chest, "you really hate condoms that much you wanted to punish me for it?"
"Punish..." had she been too rough? "No, it was nothing like that. I just...fell into a rut. You know how I get." She inches up to the other girl with a satisfied smile and wraps her arms around her, "a-sa-mi" Korra playfully says in a sing song tone. Clearly, she was feeling much better. "You know you liked it."
The flirtatious sound of her name does make her faux annoyance falter as a soft smile sailed across her face, "maybe."
"Nah, you don't scream like that for maybe," there was that cocky smirk again.
"Shut up," she says in jest and pretends to push the alpha away, which only leads to those strong arms wrapping around her even tighter.
"I knew it," Korra laughs, "am I going to see you after school tonight?"
"I can't, I have dinner with mine and Wu's family," Asami smirked then when the alpha groaned and moved away.
"Well if I wanted to go again you just ruined it."
"I also have a chess club meeting tomorrow night too."
"Oh now I'm completely flaccid," Korra teases, as she starts to fix herself back into her sweatpants.
That comment makes Asami laugh and she wraps her arms around the athlete's neck before indulging in a couple kisses. "I'm free this weekend though. That good enough?"
"Maybe."
"I can meet you here tomorrow if that'll make you feel better."
"Eh," the alpha starts to wave her hand, alternating lifting her thumb and pinky finger. As if to say that the suggestion was just, 'ok'.
Asami chuckles again, "ok then. How about..." she trails off before whispering in the other girl's ear, making Korra's eyebrows raise.
"I thought you said you couldn't get your leg up that high."
"I've been stretching."
"Well," Korra says comically, letting the other woman go and starts to usher her out the room. "Let's go then. You have class and a dinner to get to."
With a shared laugh, the two leave the storage closet and share one last kiss before their inevitable separation. "Text me later?" the omega asks.
"I'll do what I can," the athlete teases in response.
With a playful roll of her eyes, Asami turns to leave and head to the main building so she can make it in time for her math class as Korra heads further out towards the track to be the first to arrive for gym; feeling light on her feet.