A/N: So...you might have noticed (or maybe not) that this is now part of a series, and the series is being co-authored by Kendrene. We are both incredibly excited and are already brainstorming all sorts of idea. So the series will be a series of one shots or multiple chapter shots that will take place in the same universe with the same basic story line, but the story may jump around in the time line a bit. Some might be written solely by me, some by Kendrene, and some by us together. Not entirely sure yet.
Frankly, I think we have a lot of awesome, hilarious, fluffy, smutty stuff in store for you. So please welcome Kendrene! Also...go read her stuff.Waverly groaned in both annoyance and frustration. It was the middle of the afternoon, and she was still in bed with her hand between her legs. She wanted to cry at the continued low pressure in her belly that wouldn't dissipate no matter how often she came. Her clit felt raw and exposed from furious rubbing, and she turned her head into her pillow letting a few tears leak out. Everything ached to the point of pain, and Gus had been right, her heat had finally hit full force.
She pulled her wet fingers from between her thighs, grimacing at the scent. It wasn't a bad scent, but it did nothing for her. She didn't want to smell wet, upset, horny Omega, she wanted to smell strong, virile Alpha. She wanted to smell warm leather, cinnamon, and fresh cut grass in spring. She banged her heels futilely on the mattress, groaning in annoyance at her own temper tantrum. She finally hauled herself into a sitting position, and stared down at her naked chest. She grimaced at the rosy flush that had spread beyond her chest and belly and was now headed directly for her thighs. She wanted to howl, she wanted to scratch her own itching skin, she was so furious with herself over what she'd done. Scent bonded. Ugh.
She hunched over her knees, rocking slowly back and forth, conscious of the sweat dripping down her back, and her hair sticking to her flesh like a second skin. She glanced around at her bed and bit her lip. Her bed was a mess of Omega cum, sweat, and wrinkled sheets. There was no way she could have Nicole in the room with it looking like this. She whimpered at the thought of Nicole, clenching her thighs tight together in an attempt to hold her arousal at bay, but it didn't nothing but tease her clit more, which already felt like an exposed nerve.
She let her head fall to her knees in silent defeat, praying that the next couple hours would pass quickly, and Nicole would arrive soon. She jumped and whimpered though when she heard the loud banging on her bedroom door. Her nose wrinkled: worried Beta, and slightly annoyed Alpha.
She growled, "Go away!" And let her head thump back down on her knees. They smelled wrong. She didn't want them in her room, she only wanted to Nicole.
"Tough luck, Waves. Now haul your ass out of bed and unlock this door, or I will break it down!"
Waverly groaned, knowing that Wynonna wasn't joking. She managed to get to her feet, grabbing a towel off the foot of her bed that really didn't cover much, but she didn't particularly care. Her skin was tingling, and it wasn't all together pleasant.
She shuffled over to the door, and unlocked it just as Wynonna swung her fist down again, and the door visibly shuddered under the weight of her fist. Waverly stepped back quickly, just barely getting out of the way as Wynonna barged in and Gus followed a little more slowly.
"Pheeeeew-eeeee! Damn, Waves! This smells like a spunk house!" Wynonna covered her nose with her cupped hand, for as much as she might have loved the smell of an aroused omega, the fact that it was her sister's arousal she could smell, seared the inside of her nostrils, and she wanted to choke.
Gus rolled her eyes and smacked Wynonna on the shoulder before carefully putting an arm around Waverly, all the while muttering she would go get her wooden spoon if Wynonna didn't behave. She pumped out as many soothing pheromones as possible, while she patted the young girl's sweaty shoulder. She grimaced at how wet the girl was. It wasn't the first time she'd thanked the good Lord for making her a Beta. She shook her head in quiet gratitude. The herculean orgasms simply weren't worth all of this hot mess. She smiled a little, besides Curtis might have been a Beta, but he'd been more than enough for her.
"Ok, dahlin', let's get you into a cold shower." She gently tugged her niece along, and looked back at Wynonna with a devilish smirk, "and you, dear, can clean up this room and air it out. Fresh sheets and blankets, and open all of the windows."
Wynonna groaned, but turned to do as directed. It was the least she could do for her little sister, especially since it was clear the Omega was suffering. Wynonna waited to hear the latch of the lock on the bathroom door and the shower turned on before grabbing her phone and dialing a number.
"You have forty-five minutes to get your ass here." She abruptly hit the end call button and shoved her phone in the back pocket of her jeans. She opened the windows, praying for a strong breeze. She quickly stripped the sheets, grimacing at the smell. She also flipped the mattress, which wasn't too hard, although it took a little more muscle and few extra curses to get the job done then she'd originally imagined. Maybe it was time to start lifting something more than a beer bottle at Shorty's. She grimaced. No changing seemed too hard, besides she was the resident Revenant Purger here in Purgatory, and that job required a lot of beer. She quickly remade the bed and tidied up the room, although she was sure Nicole would probably appreciate the two bras and pair of underwear thrown haphazardly around the room, she didn't want Waverly to be any more embarrassed than she probably already would be.
Gus came out and looked around approvingly. "Good, now go get some flowers or something to help air out the room."
"Flowers? Where the hell am I going to get flowers? She's going to be here in like fifteen minutes!"
Gus slowly put her hands on her hips and leveled her gaze at Wynonna. "She isn't due for another hour at least."
Wynonna shuffled her feet for a minute then shrugged and looked defiantly at Gus. "Yeah, well. I called her and told her to get her ass here." Wynonna flung a hand towards the bathroom door before tucking it into her jean pocket, "Do you really want to make her suffer another hour?"
Gus smiled softly and shook her head, but before she could open her mouth and commend Wynonna, Wynonna shook her head. "Don't. Let's just get out of here."
Gus nodded but went to the closet instead, quickly rummaging through for something lightweight that wouldn't aggravate Waverly's skin. She harrumphed a few times before Wynonna sighed in disgust.
"What are you doing? We need to leave. I don't want to be stuck here while my sister gets her mating on!"
Gus pulled her head out of the closet and rolled her eyes at Wynonna. "She needs some clothing. Something lightweight and soft so it won't aggravate her skin."
Wynonna rolled her eyes. "Why, she'll only be wearing it for a minute or two after Nicole arrives."
"Oh I see. So you want to just leave your sister naked in her bedroom for Nicole to find?" She nodded in satisfaction when Wynonna growled and stomped over to the dresser, jerking open drawers and pawing through them hurriedly. It took a couple of minutes but between the two of them, they managed to find panties and a soft blue jersey sundress that fell to just above her knees. It had a low scoop neck, and while Wynonna immediately argued for one with a higher neck line, they were almost out of time.
Wynonna rushed downstairs when she heard the crunch of tires, and she met Nicole out on the porch. Before Nicole could even open her mouth, Wynonna shoved into her space, pressing the other Alpha back. "If you so much as hurt her, I will…"
"I know. You will turn my skin inside out. While it's still on my body." Nicole nodded emphatically, trying hard not to push back against the other Alpha. She was happy that Waverly had Wynonna to protect her, but the Alpha in her didn't like being challenged. She lowered her eyes slightly, not enough to offer true submission, but enough that the other Alpha would recognize it for what it was.
Wynonna nodded in satisfaction and pulled back. She glanced down at what was in the other Alpha's hands and bit back a smile. While it wouldn't have done much for her, it was sure to help the tall cop win Waverly's heart. Good. It was obvious Nicole wasn't here just to fuck. She nodded one last time to Nicole, before Gus grabbed her arm and pulled them both down the porch and to her truck, calling back to Nicole that the kitchen was stocked with food.
Nicole watched as they peeled out in a cloud of dust before she sighed, her mouth suddenly dry. Her hands shook slightly, and she turned her attention back to the closed door. She stepped closer the moment the soft scent hit her. She wanted to barge in and take her Omega in her arms, but she didn't. Her Omega. Her Alpha howled at the thought that soon Waverly would be hers, and hopefully, she would be Waverly's.
"Waves?" She could smell her just on the other side of the door, and her scent had only grown more potent and tantalizing. She felt her mouth water, and her head cloud a little. She shuffled her feet a little when she felt her clit harden and start to extend. She glanced down, suddenly thinking she should have worn pants rather than this dress. The dress would probably expose more, as it was tight in all the right places.
"Uh, Waves?" She tried again, making sure her voice was soft and soothing as possible. She didn't want to frighten the younger girl, despite desperately wanting to open the door herself, but she wouldn't. That was Waverly's choice. She was suddenly hit with a barrage of pheromones, and she groaned and leaned in towards the door instinctively trying to get closer, but she jumped back slightly, almost tripping in her heels when the door was suddenly flung open.
Her mouth dropped open and nothing came out. She swallowed a few times, but she simply stared dumbfounded at the beautiful vision in front of her. She was barefoot, and her toned, tanned legs almost seemed to shimmer. Nicole couldn't help but drag her heavy gaze slowly up Waverly's torso, noting how soft the dress looked, and she almost whimpered at the teasing cleavage that came into view. And she did groan when she saw how dilated Waverly's eyes were, the black almost overtaking the ring of brown. Her cheeks and neck and top of her chest were flushed, and tendrils of hair stuck to her forehead and temples, but the rest of her hair was in a ponytail to keep it off her neck.
Waverly licked her plump, pink lips as she stared at the vision in front of her. Heels. Nicole was wearing heels and a deep black dress that was tight in all of the right places, and Waverly was stunned that she hadn't realized just how beautiful Nicole's curves were. She was shocked at the sudden ache she felt to reach out and run her fingers along those curves, and she tightened her grip around the doorknob before stepping back and holding the door open wider.
Nicole silently congratulated herself on not tripping over her own feet as she managed to squeeze by Waverly and into the living room. She also congratulated herself on not growling when she felt the brief, passing press of Waverly's body against her own. She finally made it inside and when she heard the door click close and the turn of the lock, she bit her lip hard to keep from doing something truly stupid.
She turned around slowly, meeting Waverly's gaze, she jiggled her hands a little to indicate that they were full, and she tried not to feel too anxious when Waverly finally dropped her gaze down to Nicole's hands. Her hands were full of a bottle of wine, the best that the local general store had. It really wasn't much, but it was better than nothing. The flowers she'd picked just a couple of hours ago, and the CDs were playlists that she had painstakingly composed and burned. She wanted this to be perfect for Waverly. She knew the girl wasn't a blushing virgin by any means, but still her first heat deserved something nicer, and she wanted their first time to be special. This wasn't just a heat fuck. She might not know exactly what it was, but she craved Waverly, and not just in bed. She craved her laugh, and the sweet tilt of her head, and gentle brush of her fingertips across her hand. She craved the way her eyes sparked excitedly when she spoke about something she was passionate about, and she even craved the way her nose wrinkled when she was angry. She wanted all of Waverly. Forever.
Waverly looked down at the items that Nicole was holding, just barely registering them. She smiled slightly. Leave it to Nicole to go one step further. She licked her lips, for as much as she appreciated the gesture, she really wanted, no needed something else from Nicole. She felt emboldened as she glanced up into Nicole's earnest face, her eyes slightly pleading, waiting for Waverly to say something. To acknowledge what she was holding.
"I appreciate the effort, Nic, but I really just want you to fuck me."
Nicole felt her cheeks flush and her hands tremble slightly. She felt winded, like she'd been punched in the gut, and she realized that despite the tantalizing scent of an Omega in heat, she was vaguely disappointed that Waverly wanted nothing more than a fuck to get her through her heat.
Waverly saw the moment the Alpha's shoulders drooped in disappointment, and despite the growing ache in her muscles and the edge of heat gnawing at her bones, she couldn't help but reach out and cup the Alpha's chin forcing her head up to meet her eyes.
"Hey...after. Ok? After this is over, I expect you to take this girl out to dinner." Waverly laughed when Nicole's eyes immediately brightened, and the smile that bloomed across her face was possibly the most beautiful thing that Waverly had ever witnessed.
Waverly chuckled her eyes darkening as she took the items from Nicole and walked into the kitchen the Alpha trailing behind her. She knew she should put the flowers in a vase, but her hands were shaking, and she grabbed the edges of the table to steady herself. Her breath was hot in her chest, and she was so done with the little social niceties. She'd waited long enough for Nicole. If she was going to be honest, she'd been waiting years for Nicole.
Nicole grabbed the flowers and hurriedly filled a mason jar and shoved them in, not bothering to arrange them as Waverly might have if she hadn't been so heat addled. A few stems fell out of the bunch to the counter, but Nicole didn't bother to shove them back into the mason jar. Her hands were shaking, and she was barely refraining from growling. The room was quickly filling up with Omega heat, and she could feel herself hardening and lengthening. It was always a mixture of pleasure and pain, and she'd never really decided if she liked this part of the process or not. It was something that didn't happen often, thankfully. She'd seen how Beta and Alpha men were ruled by their dicks, and she refused to allow that to happen to her. But here she was now, alone with an Omega in heat. And not just any Omega, but Waverly Earp, the only woman she'd wanted in a very, very long time. She'd wanted Waverly long before she realized she was an Omega. She'd assumed her to be a Beta.
Waverly stepped up and placed her hand on Nicole's back, and she sucked in a deep breath at the feel of the heat pouring off the Alpha. She smiled, relieved that it wasn't just her. "My bedroom is upstairs."
She barely got the sentence out before Nicole had whirled around, a strained rumble echoing in her chest, and had immediately slid her arms around Waverly pulling her into her arms. She buried her face in Waverly's neck, inhaling the the rich smell, uniquely Waverly. She whimpered and shuddered, knowing she should apologize for how quickly she'd grabbed Waverly. She hadn't meant to, and she pulled back muttering apologies, but they were cut off by a warm mouth pressing up into hers.
She purred at the sweet taste of Waverly's mouth, and she flicked her tongue begging for permission. She groaned deep in her chest when she was granted entrance, and she slid her hands behind Waverly's neck, angling their mouths together, their tongues sliding against each other in a dance old as time, as instinctive as breathing.
Waverly hummed in delight, pressing herself more firmly against Nicole. She shuddered at the feel of the heat rolling off the Alpha, and her brow furrowed momentarily when she felt the slight bulge pressing against her lower belly. But Nicole sucking insistently on her tongue, quickly distracted her, and she felt her head spin. She could feel a bead of sweat dripping down her back, and she grimaced and pulled out of the kiss, despite the whimpering Alpha who pressed harder into her.
She turned her face away, pressing the side of her face to Nicole's shoulder. She closed her eyes and just breathed in the cinnamon and warm leather that tickled her nose. She figured she could die happy if she spent the rest of her life never smelling anything else. She wouldn't have missed out.
She pulled back just enough to entwine her fingers with Nicole's and tug the Alpha towards her as she backed up one step and then another, cautiously guiding them around the couch and to the stairs. She wanted to chuckle at the awkward bumbling Alpha who kept tripping, before she finally kicked off her heels in a huff and then pressed Waverly against the wall, her mouth falling to the Omega's neck.
Waverly tangled her fingers in Nicole's hair, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the heat, from Nicole's mouth sucking on her pulse point, shoot down to her clit. She whimpered, when she felt herself swell slightly and press against her soft cotton underwear. Her clit was still raw from earlier, and she whimpered at the tingling in the tip. It caused just enough of an edge of pain that the pleasure flared and pulsed throughout her pelvis. She rocked her hips insistently against Nicole, rubbing against the growing bulge, and she was rewarded with a whimper and then growl.
Nicole pulled back, admiring the lilac blossoms she'd left on Waverly's elegant neck. Her mouth watered at the thought of marking the young Omega further, and she shifted, feeling her cock rub against her inner thighs. She groaned at the wave of pleasure that shuddered through her, and she knew that she would be leaking any minute now.
She watched as Waverly's gaze drifted down to her crotch, and the girl reached out hesitantly to touch it, but froze just shy. She flickered her gaze upward, and at Nicole's reassuring nod, she gently cupped the Alpha, who pressed into her hand, mewling anxiously. If Nicole hadn't been so gone in the feel of Waverly cupping her, she probably would have flushed in embarrassment at how eager she was, whining like an untrained Alpha.
"You've already changed," murmured Waverly in almost awe. She had expected that it would be a slower process, and she had a fleeting thought of disappointment that she wouldn't actually be able to see it happen, but as she gently squeezed and Nicole bucked in her hand, she realized she was glad. Things would move along a little more quickly now.
"Sorry," muttered Nicole, as her chest heaved, and she panted heavily. "Di-didn't mean to...so quickly." She braced both hands on the wall above Waverly's head and pushed her hips into Waverly's hand that was now squeezing her gently. Each squeeze sent a rush of pressure down her cock to explode at the base, only to bounce back and rush back up to Waverly's hand, only to stall, as the younger girl was gripping tight enough to stop the pleasure from hitting her tip.
"No, no," Waverly rushed to reassure her as she reached up with her other hand, pushing Nicole's hair back out of her face, since the Alpha had dropped her head down as she panted. She pulled the Alpha's chin up and pressed her mouth against her, sucking on her lower lip. It earned her a warning growl for her teasing, and she squeezed a little harder this time, and when the Alpha gasped, Waverly slipped her tongue inside a welcoming mouth. They battled briefly, before tangling, and Waverly whimpered and pulled back, gasping for air. Kissing Nicole felt like her lungs were being sucked of all air. It made her dizzy and wet, and she wanted more.
"It's good. We don't have to wait," she muttered as she pushed against Nicole, trying to maneuver her back so that Waverly could get up the stairs. But she stopped when she felt firm hands on her waist, holding her in place. She looked up at the Alpha, who suddenly looked worried, unsure.
"We can go slow, Waves. I mean, just because…" Nicole glanced down at her bulge meaningfully, and looked back up at Waverly, "I can go slow. We can take our time." She squeezed Waverly's waist lightly, biting her lip, secretly wishing that they could go slow. She wanted to enjoy every moment and take her time, but judging from the way Waverly's nose was wrinkling, that wasn't an option.
"Slow is later, Nicole." Waverly pressed her body into Nicole's, licking at her jawline, dropping little kisses along her throat. "This isn't a one time thing, Nic." She pulled back suddenly, worry creasing her brow, "I mean...unless you wanted it to be?" She held her breath hoping she would be told differently.
"No!" the red-head blurted out loudly, and then winced. That had been more forceful than she had intended. "I mean...I want…" she tried again, more softly this time, but her words stuttered and died out. She snarled a little and took a deep breath, "I want more, Waves, more than just this," she internally grimaced at the pleading in her voice.
Waverly felt her heart melt at how unsure her Alpha looked, and she reached up and kissed the tip of her chin, before pulling her face down to her own, so she could rest their foreheads together. "Good. Because after my heat is over. Your cute ass had better still be here the day after," she kissed Nicole, "and the day after that," she kissed her again, her teeth scraping along her jawline, "and all the days after." She punctuated the last statement with a firm kiss to her lips and pulled back. "Ok?"
Nicole couldn't even speak, her heart was slamming so hard in her chest, and her throat was closing off. She could barely breathe, so she just frantically nodded her head, and wrapped Waverly in her arms, burying her head in her hair.
"Good. Now you need to fuck me."
A/N: Let the fucking commence!
