Bed time for me. I have 2 replies to do but I’m too tired and my attention span is like, 0.
And today/tomorrow (depending on where you are) is my last day at 21 WOO.
omega - For Dimitri
(Oh my gosh this was so long ago xD But here ya go!)
In a world where men are alphas or omegas our muses are to become ‘mates’ on order of their parents
Send ‘Omega’ for a starter where mine is the omega.
Salem didn’t know who this alpha was that his parents told him about. Someone named Dimitri. He wasn’t entirely sure if he wanted to meet him, he rather liked being alone and his status as an omega put him in a hard position; he couldn’t say no.
After prettying himself up by combing his hair and wearing his nicest clothes, Salem left with his parents to the large mansion. Suddenly the omega felt nervous about meeting the alpha, the powerful man he was supposed to be mated with. He stepped inside the home with a nervous smile and his eyes met Dimitri’s. A low rumble came from his throat, a sound of greeting.
Being an alpha was something that you had to take pride in, and Dimitri would do just that. The other’s parents would not so easily just get his family’s money, not after seeing how they treated his omega. “You will live here for a week to see if you still wish to be with me” he said, coaxing the other to follow him into the living room so he could sit- pulling the omega into his lap as he did so. “And if you agree at the end of said week, you and I shall be married and bonded. During this time I will scent you as best I can without putting a seed inside you” he said, kissing the other’s nose softly and then nuzzled into his hair, showing him what he meant by that. “I will show you what its like to live with me, what my normal life style is like, and what to expect as my husband.”
He growled, not liking the idea at all of someone punishing his mate. “Salam, you will not be hit in my home. I shall not allow your father to disrespect you in such a way ever again” he said, voice firm and sure, a silent command behind his words.
Salem wasn’t sure how to react around Dimitri. A part of him wants to run away, he didn’t know the alpha very well and he was chosen to be with him. The other part, however, wanted to sit right here and soak up the warmth his body created. He shifted in Dimitri’s lap to nuzzle into his side, eventually giving in to the needy feeling inside him. The young omega desired affection like this so he would take it when he could get it. “I see… so I get to get a trial run, basically.”
A low whimper slipped from the brunet. He appreciated Dimitri’s chivalry and would repay him for his kindness one day. “Thank you. So much.” Salem draped himself over Dimitri, legs on either side of his knees and arms around his shoulders. “Is there anything you want me to do…? Do I cook for you?” Salem was a fairly good cook, too.
"Robin to my Batman, you would look sexy in tights." Dean grins.
"You’re always my Batman so I think that fits!"
Omg so imagine Seth saying something with Carissa in the room and it’s almost crossing the line and he looks at Seth like this:
X AND FLOWER
✖ - Your perfect girl/boy?
WELL I don’t really have a preference on their gender because if they make me laugh and enjoy being silly but compassionate, that’s perfect.
✿ﾟ - I love you. (It was the only flower looking one SO IF I AM WRONG, I AM SORRY)
I LOVE YOU TOO, DARLING
Parrish didn’t even know what to say anymore. Between the arguments dropped by the werewolf saying that he would retaliate if he had shot him and the fact that there was yet another person knowing about him being a supernatural creature, he really had no idea of what to think or say anymore. The only thing that made him feel more relaxed was the fact that he wasn’t getting his throat slashed that day. He could live another day and see where that would lead him. “What if I shot you in the head? I’m pretty sure shooting someone in the head –even a werewolf- is fatal. Not that I would do it.” The Deputy took a deep breath and scratched the back of his neck. Awkward. Talking about the possibilities of killing one another when they had just met.
“I like to keep an open mind but that doesn’t mean I’ll do it.” His green eyes scanned Salem’s as the werewolf moved closer and Parrish could feel his heart beating slightly faster once the man came closer. Was it anxiety? Or was it the fact that Salem was actually good looking when seen up close? No matter the reason, he would have to discard that from his mind asap. Werewolves could hear people’s heartbeats. Could smell them. There was virtually nothing he could hide from one. “I don’t know if you were around when Beacon Hills had a little… overflow of assassins –both professional as well as random people-due to a supernatural deadpool. My name was on that list and one of my co-workers got me locked in my car, showered me with gasoline and set me on fire. As you can see, I’m still here.”
The younger male glowered at Parrish when he made the empty threat. It was no laughing matter because it was his life and he hasn’t done anything wrong yet, and he’d like to keep it that way. “Don’t you dare, Deputy. A bullet to the head would kill me, yes but if you react I have no choice. It’s instinct to protect one’s self and I really don’t want to hurt you at all.” It was the truth. Since the bite when he was fifteen when moving here, the veterinarian named Deaton had mentored him through the change and his first full moon. Now, he only visited to say hi but that was rare.
"Don’t be nervous, I don’t bite," Salem chided with a playful purr. Parrish was nervous by the sounds of his heartbeat. Quick, low thumps seemed loud to Salem but that was because he focused on it. It seemed he has struck a nerve by talking about his sexuality and that only made him smirk triumphantly.
Salem nodded slowly, remembering the sudden assassinations that had occurred in this town. “I do remember them,” he spoke softly. When it started he heard from the grapevine there was a dead pool and he was on it. Salem ran, which might have been a bad idea but a lone wolf like him would have been an easy target. “We should talk about this elsewhere, Deputy. I am curious and would honestly like to help you.”