What Terrible Timing
"And you're sure that it's Raya?" Namaari's heart couldn't stop beating, from anger, excitement, fear, hope, disappointment. There was a storm of emotions within her, just under the surface. Her warriors confirmed it over and over but it wasn't good enough until she saw Raya with her own eyes.
"Yes Princess Namaari. We caught her sneaking into the palace but the guards managed to subdue her… eventually. She's currently in one of our holding cells. Her weapons and her pet are also being kept under close watch, she isn't going anywhere." The guard sounded rather sure of that fact. Namaari had faith in them, she grew up with most of these people after all.
She stopped in front of the holding cell, looking left to right at the guards before dismissing them. If she was gonna face Raya after all these years, then she would do it alone. She… had to do it alone, her pride as an alpha demanded it. The other part of her was curious, what kind of person would she see when she opened that door?
And so she did, she stepped inside.
"Raya?" Namaari's eyes fell to the woman in the middle of the room, who sat there cross-legged, hands tied behind her back, eyes opening upon hearing her voice. Her hair might be longer, her clothes might be different, and she might be more muscular, more rugged from… where ever she was all this time, but those were without a doubt Raya's eyes staring back at her. "It's really you. You're not dead after all."
"Namaari." Raya growled getting to her feet, pulling at the restraints, "Still rocking that undercut eh?"
"Why change what works?" The Fang Princess walked closer with a smug smile, but on high alert, she didn't know what Raya wanted or was capable of. Although she was sure she could best her, she was physically much stronger. "What brings you to Fang?"
Secretly she hoped that it was her. Raya's been on Namaari's mind many times through the years, weather she liked to admit it or not.
"I'm sightseeing." Raya didn't take her eyes off Namaari for a second, her whole body on high alert, her pheromones as aggressive as the come, warning Namaari to stay away. At least that's what she thought she was doing, but to Namaari they had the opposite effect. The scent was aggressive yes, but she loved a good challenge. Growing up in Fang she learned to meet things like this head on and always come out on top.
There was something else about Raya's scent as well, something familiar, yet new, "You're an omega?" Namaari was surprised to be sure. When they first met she figured Raya would present like her, an alpha. "Those guards you fought with, they were all alphas. From what I hear you gave them a hard time. Consider me impressed."
"Your guards suck, if I was an assassin I could have snuck into your bedroom and killed you no problem." Apparently Raya had gotten a lot more cocky in the years they haven't seen each other. Namaari liked that side of her, how she was the first one to step up when they first met.
"Killed me? Oh dep la if you snuck into my bedroom I guarantee there wouldn't be any killing going on." Namaari's smirk made Raya's vanish, instead she took a step back as Namaari advanced, "I'm way too talented to be killed in my sleep. Besides, an omega like you, I can smell from a mile away." Did she just admit she liked Raya's scent? Yes. Was she standing too close to Raya? Yes. Was she shameless in the way she stared at her? Also yes.
So why wasn't Raya doing anything about it? At the very least Namaari expected a kick or a headbutt. Cutting words? Anything. But all she did was breathe, very heavily, almost like she was struggling for it. Were the alpha pheromones too much for her? Was she too aggressive? And why would she care? Raya was an enemy! So why… did she smell so fucking good.
"Raya… are you in heat?" Raya bit her lower lip like she was ashamed that it was true. "Fuck. You are." Namaari backed up a little, enough to give Raya her space so she wouldn't feel cornered. There were times where she was the type to think with her other head but she was raised to respect omegas. Most threw themselves at her anyway so she was only aggressive if it was wanted, or if she already informed her partner of her rut taking over her brain. She was also aware that right now Raya must not only feel exposed but also in danger of being locked up with an alpha, "Raya I won't do anything to you, I promise. I'll leave. We have doctors here, they'll bring you-"
All words left her mind when the omega rushed on top of her, pushing her to the cold ground. Instinctively Namaari wrapped her arms around the omega to protect her from the impact. This close she could smell the beginnings of a heat much more clearly, they clung to her nose, on her tongue, clouded her senses.
The omega whined at the close contact, rolling her hips against Namaari's bulge, "It wasn't supposed to be here yet. It's… it's you, your fault! It's all your fault! All of this!" It was clear that Raya was frustrated, and angry.
Namaari was surprised how deep those words cut, it wasn't just her heat that Raya was referring to. Namaari reputation preceded her, the girl who broke the world. Not a title she ever wanted, and one she longed to fix. Maybe it was time she started. She could start right now, "I'll fix it." She swore as she pushed on Raya's shoulders to look at the other Princess's face, full of anger and lust, "I'll fix this, you'll see. But first," Her knee made contact with Raya's center at which the omega immediately bucked her hips, "let's take care of you."
Their pheromones were getting the better of them fast. Under normal circumstances they'd try to kill each other before sleeping together, but this was different, "You think I'd let you fuck me just like that? I'm not like those omegas that'd worship your cock."
"And yet you're rubbing all over it." Truth be told Namaari welcomed this. It was easy, and boring to have omegas falling at her feet every time. "What if I did this?" Namaari wrapped her arms around Raya's body, slowly run them down Raya's bound arms and stopped at her hips, fingers just easing under the shirt, "You smell so fucking good. I could just eat yo-"
Again it was Raya who advanced, smashing her lips against Namaari's to make her shut up. At least that was the reason Raya told to herself, how she justified kissing her greatest enemy and rival. Rival with good reason, Namaari wasn't just gonna lay there and let Raya have control. She pushed forward until their positions were flipped and she could drive her hips against Raya's, to push her tongue past Raya's lips and drink in every little moan the omega under her made.
"I wanna take you to my bed, would you like that omega?" Not Raya, omega, one that smelled so inviting Namaari couldn't get enough. "My bed's real nice you know. We could get more comfortable there, we could lose the clothes too." Her cock strained against her pants so hard, she wasn't sure how she was gonna get Raya to her bed. "Say no and I'll stop, say yes… and I… I'll…"
"Stop, don't promise me anything. Just take me there." Raya wrapped her legs around Namaari's hips to make it easier for Namaari to carry her.
Namaari didn't expect Raya to go for it so easily but maybe it's been a while for her.
Taking this as an opportunity to show off for the omega she pulled her up against her body and lifted her, biceps bulging in process. She knew there was no way to avoid the guards. She also knew how this looked, carrying her enemy while their pheromones raged, "Not a word of this to my mother. And no one is to come into my room until I say otherwise. Is that understood?"
"Y-Yes Princess!" Sometimes it was great being her. Okay, a lot of the time.
Turns out that getting Raya to her bedroom wasn't as hard as she thought, but she was. So fucking hard. She didn't voice it yet, too busy kissing Raya, pushing her on the bed and getting rid of the offending clothes in her way. The boots were easy, the pants she could pull off too, but what of the shirt, best she could do was hike it up.
"Untie me Namaari." Raya demanded from below her, lips swollen from kissing and short of breath. She barely said a word on their way here, keeping her head low, her mouth occupied with Namaari's shoulders and jaw.
"I will. In time." This is a once in a life-time opportunity and Namaari wasn't gonna waste it. She lifted her skirt off her head, smirking when Raya's eyes ran over her abs. She was quite proud of those thank you. Raya had them too, but they looked a little less defined, pretty though. Next she kicked off her boots so she could take her pants off, not even trying to cover her hard cock and the pre-cum dripping down. "Look all you want omega, this will be inside you soon." She gave her cock a few light strokes, enjoying how Raya followed the movement of her hand. "But first let's take care of you."
Raya's eyes widened when she realized Namaari's wicked plan. The alpha made herself at home between her legs, gently pulling her pants down until she was fully exposed from the hips down.
"Oh dragons." Unable to stop herself upon the sight Namaari's mouth lunged forward, absolutely salivating at the sight of Raya's naked, dripping pussy in front of her face. Never in her life had she felt so hungry, so turned on and needy, not even when she just presented and wanted to fuck every omega she saw. Raya was not like those omegas, Raya was supposed to be off limits, an enemy, a danger. So what was Namaari, a woman who laughed at danger to do but embrace this? Was her moan louder or was it Raya's shriek of pleasure when Namaari's lips made contact with her pussy?
It didn't matter because all Namaari was focused on was the taste and scent surrounding her, dripping on her tongue and inviting her tongue to dive in deeper. She wasn't usually this quick to do this, usually there was more foreplay, more teasing, more gentle kisses and touches, but that wasn't what Raya needed right now, Namaari could taste the lust on her tongue clear as day. This omega needed to be fucked. For that Namaari had to make sure to prepare her.
She licked her tongue up to Raya's clitoris, taking some of her wetness there and circling it until Raya cried out for her. With her hands tied and legs spread all she could move were her hips, up into Namaari's mouth. "Can't- need something inside- anything-"
"Of course you do." What else was there to do but offer her tongue, as deep as it would reach while her finger replaced it on the clit, rubbing back and forth. It wasn't long before Raya came on her tongue, her whole jaw wet from the release, all for her to drink up. When she emerged from in between Raya's legs with that smirk Raya didn't look at her, instead she was facing the wall with her hair covering most of her face. "Damn Raya, how long has it been since anyone's eaten you out?"
"No one ever has." Raya admitted with a little winded laughter.
"Really? No one ever took the time to do that for you? Not even during your heats?" She didn't answer this time, in fact she tried to turn her whole body away but the alpha wasn't having such a beautiful sight taken away. She couldn't resist letting her cock pass through those glistening folds. The sound Raya made was so uncharacteristic of her that Namaari almost laughed. "You're really nervous. When was the last time you spent your heat with someone?" No reply again. "You… have done this before right?" She must have. All these years, there's no way.
The silence dragged on between them like stones across the sands. Raya's heat drove Namaari insane but if she was right then she just ended up being an asshole. Well no more then Raya already felt she was but still, it added to it.
"Raya, look at me." Namaari grabbed Raya by the chin only for the omega to retaliate by biting her hand. "What the fuck binturi?!" She pushed Raya's mouth apart with her hand and stared down at her, "Behave omega, that's an order." The alpha pheromones she released were enough to make Raya whine and buck her hips but not enough to make that hateful look in her eyes go away. If she was with a virgin usually Namaari loved to take her time, savoring every lick, every moan, every flutter, every twitch. "Dragons, why didn't you tell me? I would've taken it easy on you. I'm not a… monster."
The real monsters are outside, turning people to stone. But couldn't get in here, they couldn't get to either of them now. No one could, and if someone did they would be dealt with.
"No one ever noticed my heats before, I always took herbal tea to suppress them. Then your guards took all my things. My heat wasn't even supposed to arrive yet, not in a few weeks." So it really was Namaari's fault. Her alpha scent was strong enough to trigger an early heat. Her cock swelled with pride at that, but she also wanted to take responsibility for said heat by making it go away. Logically she should throw Raya back into the holding cell now that she's had a taste but damn it her horniness was stronger then her mind.
It's been a long time since Namaari felt so captivated by an omega's scent. And Raya, well she never smelled alpha like this before. Their pheromones swirled around them, so thick and potent, yet mixed with the familiar smell of aggression that accompanied their every eye contact. Then why did Raya respond to her so favorably? Could it be that deep down the omega wanted her as much as Namaari wanted the omega? No, impossible. As much as Namaari hated Raya she knew that Raya's own hatred was so much greater.
But right now so was her lust. Namaari will respond to both, but lust was first in order.
"Seems to me like you're in quite the predicament then. I can't just let you leave here, an omega in heat, no matter how ferocious will always be a target." Namaari ran her hands down Raya's thighs, "But if you stay, I can give you what you need. I can make you feel better, make you feel so good." Her hips rolled forward, hard cock gliding through Raya's folds, coated with more and more of the omega's slick every time.
Raya was torn between her feelings and what her hormones were telling her. She wanted to fight, but she also wanted to get fucked by Namaari. Maybe there was a way to do both? A way to satisfy both her needs at the same time and come out on top in both? That is unless her heat didn't win first.
"Why do I get the feeling like you need this more than me? You're the one who was so desperate to get me in here." Raya never saw herself as too flirty, granted there were no people to flirt with most of the time but she must be doing something right since Namaari grabbed the base of her cock with a hiss, "Serlot got your tongue, Princess Undercut?"
"You've got a lot of nerve being this cheeky when this is the state you're in." Namaari's cock smacked over Raya's sensitive clit, causing the omega's hips to jolt in response. "Come on Raya, won't you be good for me, just this once?"
Raya growled at her, barely biting back her moan when Namaari's cock poked at her entrance. She hated that it made her scared. She heard Namaari was a good lover, word travels around after all, but how would she treat Raya? Sure before she said she would have taken more time but now? With Namaari's eyes almost black with lust?
Despite her worries Namaari took it very slowly, slower then an alpha effected by an omega's heat usually would, "Stay still, let me do this for you." If they weren't enemies then Raya might believe Namaari said this out of the kindness of her heart, but from her perspective it seemed like Namaari just wanted her to obey. "Dragons… so tight, haven't been with a virgin in a long time."
"Bet you're the reason they aren't virgins anymore."
"Aw, Raya, jealous?" Namaari leaned in closer, her lips hovering over Raya's, teasing her, "If you wanted this, all you had to do was ask." Instead of a kiss Raya bit at Namaari's lower lip, a pain that the warrior welcomed when it was coupled with the feeling of omega cunt around her cock, tight and warm and too perfect to give up. "If you're not gonna behave I'll have to do this another way."
As nice as it was to stare at Raya it might be easier for the omega to take her cock from behind. Shit, she already started to care. She couldn't Namaari could never start to care. She flipped Raya on her stomach as soon as she pulled out and took of the bindings around Raya's wrists, allowing the omega to balance on her arms. This way they didn't need to see each other, they didn't have to be reminded that they should be enemies.
"Someone's needy." Namaari placed a quick kiss against Raya's pussy, "Gonna fuck you so good bea- binturi." Namaari's hands ran over Raya's hips, smoothing the bruises she made there.
"Fuck you Namaari." Raya bit into the soft pillow to stop the moan from coming out when the alpha bottomed out. It hurt the first time, but with every thrust her body started to respond to them, her hips knocking back, her pussy intent on making the alpha behind her to come, to knot her.
"Yeah, I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to leave." Namaari focused on the feeling of soft walls fluttering around her length, around the tip of her cock, on the unmarked neck, "I bet… I bet you planned this." She leaned forward and pushed Raya's head against the bed, her lips ghosting over her neck, "I bet you knew your heat was coming, and you wanted to be fucked be the best alpha in the lands. Isn't that right, omega?"
Raya gasped when she felt Namaari's knot trying to push in, her inner omega wanted nothing more then to have it. The babies they would have would be… "No! No knotting! No marking! N-!"
"I don't need to do any of that to make to make you come." As much as she wanted to breed her, Namaari was always respectful of her omega's wishes. If Raya didn't want to be knotted then fine, besides if she were to do it now it would make it very hard for Raya to leave afterwards. The omega would be craving her knot and nothing more. The selfish, lovesick part of her, the part that she thought she killed a long time ago wanted just that. Raya, hers, only hers. "Bet you won't go to other alphas after this. No, you're in heat you come to me. I don't care if you have a sword against my throat, I will fuck you. Do you understand me?"
"I… Namaari…" Raya's body responded to the demand by her pussy tightening and flooding Namaari's cock, followed immediately by the rush of warm seed from Namaari. "Don't… pull out…"
Don't pull out? What alpha in their right mind would pull out now?
Even without a knot Namaari still wanted Raya close. She pushed her body against Raya's and moved them to their side, the hard cock still inside Raya's sensitive cunt. "You're not going anywhere." She dared to place a kiss on the back of Raya's neck as her arms circled around her midriff, pulling their bodies flush against each others.
As soon as Raya felt Namaari's hands slacken around her she slipped out of the alpha's embrace. Turning around she could see a very peaceful sleeping face, with a ghost of a smile. Had the circumstances been different, had their lives been different maybe this could be the thing she saw every night. But it wasn't, it was just a dream now, one she tried hard to forget.
Getting around with a heat would be more challenging, not to mention she was having a little trouble walking and fighting now but she came here for one thing and one thing only: the dragon scroll. Namaari had to have it.
She got dressed in a hurry, it took a little looking around the alpha's bedroom but Raya located the scroll. She could leave through the window, she knew where her things were, she could take her suppressants. Raya risked one last glance at Namaari, who was now clinging to the pillow Raya's face was buried in earlier. She looked content, and after this she would hate her. Again. That was okay, they were meant to hate each other. So Raya left, she left before she could complicate things further, this was already deviating from her plan, she already wasted time. No more.
Namaari stirred awake early in the morning, smelling an omega's heat and the heavy scent of sex, but where was the omega? "Raya?" She blinked her eyes open to find an empty spot in her bed, "R-Raya?" Raya's clothes were gone… she was… "Fuck. Should have tied her hands back up." With an angry groan Namaari got out of bed only to realize that things in her room had been moved around. "No." She quickly dashed to the chest at the end of her room, "No, no, no! Fuck!" It was gone. Raya stole their… her dragon scroll.
Was this the reason she came here? Why she let herself go into heat? All this just for a stupid children's story?!
"Princess Namaari, have you seen-" The guard at the door stopped dead in her tracks, the angry, bitter scent making them freeze.
"Out. Get the fuck out!" She felt like such a fool. To think that for a moment she thought that Raya might… "Raya. You're even more clever then I thought. Let's see how long you can run from me." The next time Namaari caught her there would be no more mercy.