A/N

Okay this is Omegaverse. It's definitely rated M for a reason. There will be sex and sexual acts. If you don't feel comfortable with the verse then stop right now.

She was having one of those dreams again.

They've been happening more frequently since her sixteenth birthday.

Living in the Fright Zone didn't come with much perks, but Adora had a place to sleep, food in her belly and her best friend, Catra. They grew up together and eventually became inseparable. Catra was always getting into trouble and keeping things fun, which was what drew Adora to her. They could laugh about the dumbest things and knew each other so deeply.

Adora wasn't sure if Catra was experiencing the same dreams though. They were different than the ones she normally had. They involved a lithe feline. There was something about her recently that caught Adora's attention. She had always assumed it was how talented she was. She's the one who taught Adora so much about having fun and pranking Kyle. But recently something else had seemed to draw her attention. Her curves. The way her pants fit so tightly to her thighs and the way she handles the training simulator stirs an excitement in Adora.

She's not sure what it means. Sometimes she hyper focused on the way Catra moved rather than what she said, and Adora had been asking her to repeat herself more often. She did not understand why she couldn't focus on what she needed to.

This dream was worse than real life, though. This dream involved Catra fighting and moving on the training grounds in much skimpier clothes than what she usually wore, more than anyone usually wore. Her cropped top revealed her strong core and her pants seemed even tighter if that were even possible. But what really took the toll, was how she talked to dream-Adora. Her voice was sultry and teasing gently as she asked Adora if she could do any better. The competitive side of Adora leaped into action and started combating the bots on the field. Catra was close behind as she covered Adora's back. The two worked in tandem as they took down every bot in the simulation.

The two were panting for oxygen when Catra stepped closer to Adora. A crooked smile played on her lips, and Adora was openly staring at her heaving chest. She had never looked at another person like this. She had never been so captivated before.

Her pulse is pounding from the fight and from the excitement she felt at being this close to her best friend. It was like the air was thicker and her gut felt hot. She was nervous and confused all at the same time. Then, Catra came close enough to touch Adora and brush their bodies against each other. The hot heat in Adora's stomach increased tenfold. She felt the pressure of the other body against hers and suddenly woke herself up. She shot up from her mat in a moment of adrenaline. Her brow was sweaty and her body hot. She looks left and right realizing where she is, and it slowly brings her back down to reality.

Without realizing, she had also awakened her closest friend at the end of the bunk.

"Adora," Catra rasped out "what's wrong?"

Startled, Adora jumped in her spot and started to worry that Catra knew what she dreamt about. "N-nothing. Just a dream." Adora said it and could accept that it was in fact a dream. A wild, confusingly weird dream.

"Adora," Catra asked questioningly, "what's that?"

The blonde girl sat up and looked to a sleepy Catra rubbing one eye. She was confused as she follows where her friend's hand is pointing. She looked down at herself gaping as she realizes there's something under her blanket situated very close to her body. She slowly lifted the blanket and saw something extending out from her underwear and coming from her own body. She reached down to touch it and realized how sensitive it was and very clearly realized it was in fact attached to her.

In a moment of sheer panic, she dropped the blanket down over herself clipping the new appendage and yelped from the instant pain.

In a bit of shock Catra leapt back and hissed. "What is it?!" Her voice coming out shrill as she cautiously lingered near Adora.

Adora shushed the cat as she worried her loud friend had woken someone up. Recovering from her bit of pain she accidentally caused herself, she blushed, and her eyes are wide in horror. "I don't know!" She whisper yelled. "But, it's mine… L-like attached to me."

"Woah." Catra gaped at Adora. "Lemme see." She reached towards her.

"What!?" A light pink blush spread across her cheeks. "No, you don't need to see it." She grabbed the blankets and hugged it close to her body to avoid Catra sneaking a peak.

"Why not? Just let me see!" Adora shushed Catra again as the feline reached out to steal the blanket from Adora. The girls fought, tugging the blanket between them. Eventually, Catra saw Adora's strength was not relenting. She smugly released it and because of the firm grip Adora had on it, it flung back into her face revealing exactly what she was trying to hide.

Catra's eyes went wide as she gaped at the new appendage attached to her friend.

If there was one thing the Horde deeply failed at was telling the teens about their bodies. Telling them about new urges and the dreaded hormones and pheromones that would soon run rampant through their bodies. They had hardly even seen themselves naked, let alone anyone else. But, Catra thought she knew Adora inside and out. She had never expected to be surprised like… this.

That's when it clicked for Catra. She had suddenly remembered overhearing a couple of the Force Captains in the locker room. They had talked about an alpha, one that the girls were interested in and had talked about how big the alpha is under the belt. She had always thought they meant his legs or something, but this did make more sense. She didn't know girls could be alpha's too.

Catra's thrusted out of her thoughts as Adora's hands shot to her own eyes and rubbed them vigorously, while releasing a deep groaning. "Why!?"

Catra began looking back down curiously and decided she wanted to touch it. She reached out her hand to absolve her curiosity.

A set of fingers graze up the new appendage thrusting Adora out of her moping session, tearing away her hands from her eyes. The sensation was new and lovely in a way Adora wasn't sure how to feel about. She threw her hands up at Catra's shoulders and pushed her friend back to keep her from continuing.

"Woah, what happened?" Catra's eyes narrowed somewhat from the not so gentle shove.

Adora's arms were still held out in front of her as she breathed heavily from everything that's happening. She's so unsure of basically anything to do with this and…

"I think you're an alpha, Adora." Catra caught on to Adora's panic and decided to attempt to calm her down instead of continuing to watch her spiral.

"An alpha? Like a dog?" Adora looked to her inquisitively.

Catra laughed and rolled her eyes at her much more naïve friend. "No, you idiot. Well… sorta. But an alpha is apparently a person who has that." She pointed directly at the member in question.

"How do you know!?" She nearly shrieked out the question and attempted to cover herself again. A blush creeped up onto her cheeks. "And don't touch it. It's sensitive and feels really…" she struggled to define it "intense." Yeah, that's it, she thought.

"Really?" Catra's next question was uncharacteristically said in a sensual way "How intense?" Catra's eyes narrow somewhat as she waited for her friend's explanation.

That damned blush appears again as Adora attempted to find more words to describe it. "Um… it's kind of like… it's very pleasant, like… very, very, very pleasant." She found herself looking away from her best friend, concerned she probably weirded her out.

"Oh," was all Catra said. It was an interesting revelation, but an even more confusing one. So, Catra had given Adora this pleasurable sensation. The thought created a swell of pride in her ability to give that to Adora. Pleasure. It's hard to find it anywhere here in the Fright Zone, but she could do that for her best friend. A thought comes to her mind.

Adora's head was still hanging down refusing to look at the other. Her embarrassment about the whole situation and this continuing silence was about to drive her crazy.

"Hey, Adora" Catra gained the other girl's attention after reluctantly doing so. "Can I do it again?"

The member between Adora's legs twitch at the prospect. She stared at Catra slightly flustered and unsure of how to answer the very blunt question. She knew what her body was telling her she wanted, but what did that even mean?

Catra interrupted her thoughts. "You said it was pleasant, right?" Her voice sounded more vulnerable than Adora was used to. Then a hand, that was not Adora's, started sliding up her thigh that was buried in the sheet. Adora's jaw dropped at the soft gesture that clearly revealed the intentions of the other. She reached her arms out to grasp the hand, but not stop its' slow assent. All Adora could think about is the arm attached to her slender friend and how she was making her feel the same as in her dream. She liked being close with Catra, and she liked even more how she was making her feel.

Catra reached the top of Adora's thigh and lightly caressed her soft skin. She looked into Adora's eyes as she waited for permission to continue.

After a few bated breathes, Adora realized she only wanted to feel Catra's hand on her. She didn't understand exactly what was happening, but with the way Catra made her feel, it could only be good. She nodded furiously as the hormones in her blood started pumping through her. She could feel herself becoming more erect between her legs as the simple sensation brought so much heat to her core.

Catra excitedly, but slowly, slid her fingers up and over the tip of it that's hiding behind some of the fabric there. She gasped as Adora reacted immediately from the touch by quickly gripping at the bed and biting her lip. She met the other's eyes, and both become lost in the moment.

A loud alarm bell rang out overhead completely scaring both girls and nearly falling out of the bed.

"Shit," Catra hissed as the adrenaline pumps through her. She made sure Adora was covered up as the other's - sharing bunks in the same bay - started to rouse awake. She looked back at Adora with a new expression. This one was of uncertainty.

Adora laid on her side waiting for Catra to say something. Anything. She had hoped this didn't hurt their friendship. She wasn't sure what any of it meant at all.

"Maybe," Catra started before she wanted to change her mind. Then, she continued "maybe, you should tell Shadow Weaver."

Adora clenched her eyes shut at the prospect of telling someone else about this. Even if the woman was like a mother figure, she never got too personal with her. She had just always turned to Catra. Like that one time she had a bump on her butt. The only person she felt comfortable with was her feline friend. After another moment, Adora emerged from her attempt to escape the situation. "Fine." She sighed. "You're probably right."

"But nobody else." The way Catra said it sounded protective, almost territorial.

Adora had never heard her talk like that before. It sent another pleasant shiver through her body. All she could do was nod in agreement.

Catra's advice had been the most regrettable she has ever given. As soon as Shadow Weaver found out, Adora was moved to another unit. The barracks were on the other side of the Fright Zone and she hadn't seen Adora after that. She was trying to help her best friend and ended up ruining everything.

The following week her and her peers had to endure an extremely awkward lecture about alphas, betas and omegas. The hormones released, especially from an omega, can trigger an alpha and send them into a feral state where they lose complete control of themselves.

All Catra could do was think about Adora. She was one of those alphas. It made so much sense. She must have shifted in her sleep, thought Catra. She couldn't believe she had done something so intimate with her best friend. The Horde made it seem like something so clinical, but with how Catra felt, there's no way it was that simple.

They explained how alphas are trained in a separate area that is used to keep omegas and betas safe from their feral attacks. She couldn't imagine Adora becoming that. She knew they were probably lying, but she wasn't sure where else to go for information. They continued by explaining that the alphas are trained to resist their urges and not get distracted in battle. Catra thought if that were possible, then they wouldn't go around attacking omega soldiers.

She thought about herself. She hadn't shown any signs of going into heat and she definitely has never had one of those penises before. She just figured she was a beta.

She looked left and right during their lecture and sadly berated herself for letting Shadow Weaver take her Adora away.

A/N

I was tinkering with this idea. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go past the light fluffy nature of the show. Sometimes I read sex scenes from other fics and have a hard time imagining it, because the show exudes a lot more about love in a sweet emotional way, rather than a physical way. I mean they kiss yeah :D But the blushing stems from poking fun at each other in awkward and sweet ways. Idk. Maybe it's just me. I think I'll continue this. Also, I have not abandoned any of my other stories. I just really suck at updating and this virus has taken it's tole.