No, not in the sense of being around his friends and traveling around on his last trip before everything happened. That was fine.
Being an Omega was the problem. It always was the problem. His body couldn't deal with the suppression of his second gender, so people could tell he was an Omega. Heats, thankfully, were less of a problem. Less. Not a non-existent one. For him, they were small, short, and not particularly painful unlike Prompto's. He figured it'd had something to do with the power he had inside of him.
Today? He was bathing. He didn't really have shame in his body, so lake bathing was fine as it was. They had decided to camp for a little bit, so even though it was the middle of the day, here he was. Body out.]
Gladio. It's weird that you're staring.
[Seriously. It feels like your eyes are right on him. Stop that.]
[ It's not like you could tell. He's got sunglasses on, as he lounges on the shore. He's keeping watch - middle of the day or not, they were out in the wilderness here and there were always monsters roaming about. ]
If all you wanted was a quick wank, there are far more comfortable places to do it than out here where something might get drawn in by that scent you're putting off and decide to take you up on the offer.
[In public if you didn't have the Alpha on a leash, you would get fined. Alphas were considered brutal, uncontrollable and basically a danger to society. Noctis was Omega, Prompto was Omega, Ignis was Beta.
Gladio was on a leash being held by Noctis as they went through market.
Now, Noctis knew Gladio was fine. The man's worst outburst had been when they first mated and he got a little... defensive. Little growly. But nothing so extreme that Noctis thought he needed a leash. But they were trying to avoid getting caught and in trouble. So leash it was.]
Stop looking so angry. We're almost done.
[At least when they were on the road it was less of a problem.
Though none of this was a problem for Noctis, really. It was kind of nice having Gladio under control...]
[ There were times when being an Alpha was useful. His instincts and aggression had saved their lives more times than any of them can count while on their journey, his fierce protective instincts always on high alert for any type of threat or danger. It helped hone his fighting skills until he was one of the deadliest weapons in his prince's arsenal.
But where it was not useful was pretty much everywhere else. Where his kind were looked upon as barely better than beasts and monsters themselves. Uncontrollable, feral, savage. Granted, his kind had come by their reputation honestly, but that didn't mean he didn't still chafe under the restraint of the collar and leash he was led by today. It pricked against his instincts, the Alpha in him roaring in outrage against it, even though he knew Noctis didn't mean anything malicious by the show. That did little to calm the agitated rage that bubbled under the surface as he glared at anyone who came to close to their little group.
Not that he could do anything about it, if anyone tried anything right now. Not unless Noctis released him and that would be breaking half a dozen laws in itself. But he hated it anyway. They should have left him back at camp, but he'd be just as agitated there, without his little pack within eyesight or reach of his protection.
It was lose/lose all around.
And for his chiding, Gladio turns his scowl on his prince, lips curling back a little to reveal sharp teeth as he gives a half-hearted growl in response. ]
Oh yeah because you would have enjoyed it so much more if someone else was doing this.
[At least there was some sort of relationship between the pair of them. It wasn't as if it was some strange Omega doing it. And no, being at camp or the hotel room would have been kind of bad for everyone involved. If Gladio had any sort of outburst, he would have had to have some sort of Alpha training done to him so he could behave in public again.]
Don't growl too loudly or you'll attract attention.
[He sighs, really not wanting to deal with any issues today. He just wanted to get this done so they can head back to the hotel room for the night.]
[ It's the please that does it, softening the orders given from the omega holding his leash. Although Gladio still looks pissy, he diverts his gaze with a grumbled breath, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
Everything about him still screamed 'intimidation' but at least it looked like he was obeying to anyone outside of their little group watching them. ]
[He doesn't even know where he is. He doesn't even know what happened to him. He had gone down to the bar just to get something for... Gladio? Yeah. Gladio. Pretty sure it was Gladio. Someone offered him something to drink and it just... went dark.
The next morning, he wakes up in another room entirely. With some strangers around. Oh god, everyone's worried about him, aren't they? Ah, shit. Shit shit. He slides himself out of bed, his legs wobbly and he can feel some wetness between his legs. Ah. Shit this is even worse. He didn't take his phone with him, so he has no idea how long he'd been out.
Long enough to give him something to really worry about. At least there's no mating mark but that's a small relief among everything else.
Everyone in this room is asleep, so he grabs his clothes, shakily redresses and slips into the hallway...
He makes his way back to the room. No key on his body. All he can do is knock and hope that whoever is behind it isn't going to ask too many angry questions. He's not even sure his mind can think up the answers right now.]
[ They'd all been out searching all night, ever since Noctis hadn't returned. The only reason he was even in the room to answer the door was because he'd stopped back to change out his clothes. He hadn't find Noctis, but he'd found at least three groups of thugs who'd mistaken him for an easy mark, out on the streets alone. He'd been happy for the opportunity to vent his own temper on someone who deserved it before continuing his search.
Now, when the soft knock comes, he yanks the door open, eyes sharp and instantly narrowing on the prince ahead of him, his mouth opening to blurt out agitated words before his brain catches up with what his eyes are seeing. ]
[Oh yeah, he'd been prepared for this. Gladio's angry question is something he was ready for the moment he woke up today... after he had gotten through the haze of drugs and sex.]
[ That stops him in his tracks, gaping down at his prince for a moment before letting loose a string of profanities. ]
Fuck! [ He reaches out and catches Noctis by the shoulder, tugging him into the security of the room and slamming the door behind them. His gaze is intense as he takes in Noct's form, hands sweeping over him as if checking for injuries. ]
[Perhaps if Gladio had been born to another family, and not in his noble line, he might not be used by the Prince like this. Alphas were the weaker species, naturally. The ones who couldn't control themselves and had to be controlled by scent and power. And a leash. From the age of high school, when Noctis presented, Gladio was basically assigned to take care of those needs that Noctis would feel through his high school life.
And Noctis being Noctis, he knew how to take advantage of those to get exactly what he wanted.
Which means today, when Gladio was over, Noctis had been busy making the couch smell just like an Omega had been rubbing himself all over it.]
[ Gladio is pretty certain that it didn't matter which family he had been born to - the fact that he'd been born an Alpha in the first place had cursed him to a fate like this from day one. A fate of being caged and collared and leashed, his instincts bound down and chained. Oh, they were still there and so very loud, he was always aware of the urges he was driven to, but had no freedom to act on them.
Like now. He could smell that scent the moment he'd stepped through the door into the prince's room. The thick, sweet scent of omega. Noctis's scent was always strong, used liberally to control and manipulate those vulnerable to it around him. Gladio especially. You'd think, after so long belonging to the prince, he might have gotten more used to it by now. But no, it snared his senses and snapped his Alpha instincts to the forefront the moment it punched him in the face.
He stumbles, hand coming to grip the doorframe to steady himself as that order hits him. There was a time, or so he'd been told, that an Alpha's command had carried that weight, that punch of power. Something the omegas had done when they turned the tables, leashed them all, had started reflecting that power back onto them. So that now, when an omega gave them an order, the Alpha's will was caught by the power of it and forced to obey. Whether they wanted to or not.
Which is why he stumbled over to the couch, unsteadily, and sinks down on the cushions. Somehow, the scent is even thicker here and he gives a low groan under his breath as his eyes slide closed for a moment as that scent wraps around him. ]
[Noctis let out a little chuckle as Gladio stumbles over to the couch. He moves over to sit on the couch beside him, and the scent is only getting worst as he moves in to grope on Gladio's crotch.]
It's been too long since you took care of me.
[He grinned and moved to unzip those pants. Fingers digging in.]
The words come out a little breathless and strained though because that scent is definitely stronger now that Noctis is perched beside him and those fingers against his cock have him twitching, his length already hardening from the touch and the scent wrapping around him. ]
[So Noctis was mostly good about keep his needs to himself. His desires and cravings. He had a job to do after all, and it wouldn't be very good if he had to stop and rut every few hours.
But every now and again, he had to. And he wasn't going to subject Prompto to those needs. Even if he knew Prompto probably would go along with it.
He left a note for the group saying that he was dealing with something close by and would be back. The close by thing was the local Omega brothel. Where, dressed in a cloak, he entered and moved to sit on his own until something caught his eye. Plenty on display too...
[ How he'd ended up here was a series of unfortunate luck, poor judgement, and a vendetta that would continue to burn under his skin until he found his way out of this place and planted a dagger in the back of the person responsible.
For an omega, he's lacking a lot of the subdued subservience so many of the others here displayed. There was an obstinate tilt to his chin, despite the thick leather collar that keeps him bound to this place, put him on display for anyone who wandered in. And though there is a perpetual flush to his skin - an effect of the pheromones they keep pumped into this establishment to keep their omega merchandise malleable and eager - the look in his eyes is far more defiant than needy.
In fact, at the moment, he's tucked into a corner with a bottle of wine to try and avoid being noticed by anyone. Not that that's doing him much good right now. ]
[Huh. Well the one in the corner looked attractive enough. If not willing to stab him. Still, that was more his type than the others. So he moved to walk over to him.]
Are you available?
[Really, he wanted to take care of his needs. And he hoped that he could keep all his fingers in the end.]
[He had been watching Prompto come down to the beach every day. That blonde hair, those cute eyes, and that really beautiful body... perfect for what he wanted. He bided his time, watching him closely just right below the surface until he came late at night. The moon out, the sky clear, and just the pair of them. Alone.
He was a beautiful mermaid. Long, sleek black tail, shining beautifully under the moon. As he slipped up to the dock where Prompto was taking photos, his arms rested on the edge. He had come out every now and again, so Prompto really shouldn't be completely surprised by the merman in question.]
[ He's always a little surprised, even if the company he finds down here by the shore these days is one of the highlights of his jaunts out to take new photos. Making a living this way means a lot of mileage and hoping to be lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time.
Tonight, the moon was full and there was supposed to be a meteor shower a little later on. So here he was, hoping to get a few amazing shots. At least the sky was perfectly clear and full of stars.
Still, he smiles when he hears the voice, glancing towards the water until he spots the figure leaning against the edge of the dock. ]
It's pretty here. And I rarely have to worry about anyone wandering in and ruining my shots.
[It's not very frequent that him and Gladio can be alone. They're with Ignis and Prompto almost all of the time. The times they can be alone basically range when the two agree to let the other two do some shopping. And even then, it's limited, it's quick, and it's no time at all, really.
Which makes any sex they have actually suffering. Noctis can't remember when he's last had a proper orgasm.
Today, they're in the lake nearby the campsite. It's early enough in the morning that Prompto and Ignis aren't awake, but neither of them want to risk waking them up. So, standing in the water, he can feel Gladio's fingers sliding into him, playing with his clit.]
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lets just start this off with gladnoct omegaverse
No, not in the sense of being around his friends and traveling around on his last trip before everything happened. That was fine.
Being an Omega was the problem. It always was the problem. His body couldn't deal with the suppression of his second gender, so people could tell he was an Omega. Heats, thankfully, were less of a problem. Less. Not a non-existent one. For him, they were small, short, and not particularly painful unlike Prompto's. He figured it'd had something to do with the power he had inside of him.
Today? He was bathing. He didn't really have shame in his body, so lake bathing was fine as it was. They had decided to camp for a little bit, so even though it was the middle of the day, here he was. Body out.]
Gladio. It's weird that you're staring.
[Seriously. It feels like your eyes are right on him. Stop that.]
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[ It's not like you could tell. He's got sunglasses on, as he lounges on the shore. He's keeping watch - middle of the day or not, they were out in the wilderness here and there were always monsters roaming about. ]
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[Well then he's going to turn a bit more towards where Gladio isn't staring to show off his body.
Moving fingers down between his legs to rub there.]
I guess I am.
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If all you wanted was a quick wank, there are far more comfortable places to do it than out here where something might get drawn in by that scent you're putting off and decide to take you up on the offer.
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and some more omegaverse - but alphas are the lower species
Gladio was on a leash being held by Noctis as they went through market.
Now, Noctis knew Gladio was fine. The man's worst outburst had been when they first mated and he got a little... defensive. Little growly. But nothing so extreme that Noctis thought he needed a leash. But they were trying to avoid getting caught and in trouble. So leash it was.]
Stop looking so angry. We're almost done.
[At least when they were on the road it was less of a problem.
Though none of this was a problem for Noctis, really. It was kind of nice having Gladio under control...]
oooh
But where it was not useful was pretty much everywhere else. Where his kind were looked upon as barely better than beasts and monsters themselves. Uncontrollable, feral, savage. Granted, his kind had come by their reputation honestly, but that didn't mean he didn't still chafe under the restraint of the collar and leash he was led by today. It pricked against his instincts, the Alpha in him roaring in outrage against it, even though he knew Noctis didn't mean anything malicious by the show. That did little to calm the agitated rage that bubbled under the surface as he glared at anyone who came to close to their little group.
Not that he could do anything about it, if anyone tried anything right now. Not unless Noctis released him and that would be breaking half a dozen laws in itself. But he hated it anyway. They should have left him back at camp, but he'd be just as agitated there, without his little pack within eyesight or reach of his protection.
It was lose/lose all around.
And for his chiding, Gladio turns his scowl on his prince, lips curling back a little to reveal sharp teeth as he gives a half-hearted growl in response. ]
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[At least there was some sort of relationship between the pair of them. It wasn't as if it was some strange Omega doing it. And no, being at camp or the hotel room would have been kind of bad for everyone involved. If Gladio had any sort of outburst, he would have had to have some sort of Alpha training done to him so he could behave in public again.]
Don't growl too loudly or you'll attract attention.
[He sighs, really not wanting to deal with any issues today. He just wanted to get this done so they can head back to the hotel room for the night.]
Please?
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Everything about him still screamed 'intimidation' but at least it looked like he was obeying to anyone outside of their little group watching them. ]
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oh what the heck - more omegaverse except noctis went through some bad shit
The next morning, he wakes up in another room entirely. With some strangers around. Oh god, everyone's worried about him, aren't they? Ah, shit. Shit shit. He slides himself out of bed, his legs wobbly and he can feel some wetness between his legs. Ah. Shit this is even worse. He didn't take his phone with him, so he has no idea how long he'd been out.
Long enough to give him something to really worry about. At least there's no mating mark but that's a small relief among everything else.
Everyone in this room is asleep, so he grabs his clothes, shakily redresses and slips into the hallway...
He makes his way back to the room. No key on his body. All he can do is knock and hope that whoever is behind it isn't going to ask too many angry questions. He's not even sure his mind can think up the answers right now.]
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Now, when the soft knock comes, he yanks the door open, eyes sharp and instantly narrowing on the prince ahead of him, his mouth opening to blurt out agitated words before his brain catches up with what his eyes are seeing. ]
Where the fuck have you been?!
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...I got knotted.
[It's not even remotely a happy occasion.
But it sounds better than raped.]
I don't know where they are, don't ask.
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Fuck! [ He reaches out and catches Noctis by the shoulder, tugging him into the security of the room and slamming the door behind them. His gaze is intense as he takes in Noct's form, hands sweeping over him as if checking for injuries. ]
What do you mean you don't know where they are?
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And finally, reverse ABO - pre everything exploding
And Noctis being Noctis, he knew how to take advantage of those to get exactly what he wanted.
Which means today, when Gladio was over, Noctis had been busy making the couch smell just like an Omega had been rubbing himself all over it.]
Sit.
[So he can have fun. Coward.]
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Like now. He could smell that scent the moment he'd stepped through the door into the prince's room. The thick, sweet scent of omega. Noctis's scent was always strong, used liberally to control and manipulate those vulnerable to it around him. Gladio especially. You'd think, after so long belonging to the prince, he might have gotten more used to it by now. But no, it snared his senses and snapped his Alpha instincts to the forefront the moment it punched him in the face.
He stumbles, hand coming to grip the doorframe to steady himself as that order hits him. There was a time, or so he'd been told, that an Alpha's command had carried that weight, that punch of power. Something the omegas had done when they turned the tables, leashed them all, had started reflecting that power back onto them. So that now, when an omega gave them an order, the Alpha's will was caught by the power of it and forced to obey. Whether they wanted to or not.
Which is why he stumbled over to the couch, unsteadily, and sinks down on the cushions. Somehow, the scent is even thicker here and he gives a low groan under his breath as his eyes slide closed for a moment as that scent wraps around him. ]
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It's been too long since you took care of me.
[He grinned and moved to unzip those pants. Fingers digging in.]
I've been needy.
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[ Just saying. It hasn't been that long.
The words come out a little breathless and strained though because that scent is definitely stronger now that Noctis is perched beside him and those fingers against his cock have him twitching, his length already hardening from the touch and the scent wrapping around him. ]
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one (1) alpha noctis
But every now and again, he had to. And he wasn't going to subject Prompto to those needs. Even if he knew Prompto probably would go along with it.
He left a note for the group saying that he was dealing with something close by and would be back. The close by thing was the local Omega brothel. Where, dressed in a cloak, he entered and moved to sit on his own until something caught his eye. Plenty on display too...
Hm. Okay, yeah, this would be fine.]
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For an omega, he's lacking a lot of the subdued subservience so many of the others here displayed. There was an obstinate tilt to his chin, despite the thick leather collar that keeps him bound to this place, put him on display for anyone who wandered in. And though there is a perpetual flush to his skin - an effect of the pheromones they keep pumped into this establishment to keep their omega merchandise malleable and eager - the look in his eyes is far more defiant than needy.
In fact, at the moment, he's tucked into a corner with a bottle of wine to try and avoid being noticed by anyone. Not that that's doing him much good right now. ]
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Are you available?
[Really, he wanted to take care of his needs. And he hoped that he could keep all his fingers in the end.]
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fish tiem
He was a beautiful mermaid. Long, sleek black tail, shining beautifully under the moon. As he slipped up to the dock where Prompto was taking photos, his arms rested on the edge. He had come out every now and again, so Prompto really shouldn't be completely surprised by the merman in question.]
You come around a lot, don't you?
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Tonight, the moon was full and there was supposed to be a meteor shower a little later on. So here he was, hoping to get a few amazing shots. At least the sky was perfectly clear and full of stars.
Still, he smiles when he hears the voice, glancing towards the water until he spots the figure leaning against the edge of the dock. ]
It's pretty here. And I rarely have to worry about anyone wandering in and ruining my shots.
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[He splashes his tail a bit, looking right at Prompto and his camera.]
Anything with me in it?
[He's curious how he looks on film.]
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Secret relationships
Which makes any sex they have actually suffering. Noctis can't remember when he's last had a proper orgasm.
Today, they're in the lake nearby the campsite. It's early enough in the morning that Prompto and Ignis aren't awake, but neither of them want to risk waking them up. So, standing in the water, he can feel Gladio's fingers sliding into him, playing with his clit.]
Shit... shit... go faster...
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Impatient?
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[Noctis lets out a low whine, tilting his head back against him.]
...Unless you've had sex without me... jerk...
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