[ fortunately or unfortunately betas can't knot anyway, so shiro's not about to find out how he might react to one, unless he feels like using one of the omega toys that lance brought with him to the room as a just in case. there's at least one double-sided toy in there, too, which is a dizzying thought while his dick glides smoothly through the tight channel of shiro's fist.
and he's not being too charitable in offering to give up shiro's knot, he's definitely going to be pleading mindlessly for it again in ten minutes, but he's determined that they should... trade off, or something, the way same designation partners did, switching their roles so both could be satisfied. ]
I don't want you to wait.
[ finally, finally the knot's gone down enough to let them move; lance braces himself and ends up moaning brokenly anyway as the whole dripping thing comes sliding out of him in a small river of slick and seed. he presses his thighs together helplessly but he can feel himself gaping wide, hole winking, grasping after the absence.
nevermind that, though. he grits his teeth and flips himself over, putting his dick right up against shiro's slick, soft length, still longer and thicker than his. the barest touch to his own hole gives him more than enough slick to rub the pads of his fingers over shiro's, stroking gently. ]
An omega would wait, but they shouldn't have to, [ he says with a hint of belligerence, daring to make eye contact the way a beta probably wouldn't with an alpha. being face to face makes him want to kiss shiro, but he's afraid if he does he'll just melt back into a pile of submissive goo. he doesn't make a very convincing authority figure either way, so everything he's saying is stuff that he would want said to him. virgin omegas were often even more afraid of their own natures than betas, and that was sort of what shiro was. ]
They'd have a beta or an alpha right there to take care of them and give them everything they need. They would know how important they are... that they deserve to be taken care of.
If you're worried about getting me off, you can use your mouth.
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and he's not being too charitable in offering to give up shiro's knot, he's definitely going to be pleading mindlessly for it again in ten minutes, but he's determined that they should... trade off, or something, the way same designation partners did, switching their roles so both could be satisfied. ]
I don't want you to wait.
[ finally, finally the knot's gone down enough to let them move; lance braces himself and ends up moaning brokenly anyway as the whole dripping thing comes sliding out of him in a small river of slick and seed. he presses his thighs together helplessly but he can feel himself gaping wide, hole winking, grasping after the absence.
nevermind that, though. he grits his teeth and flips himself over, putting his dick right up against shiro's slick, soft length, still longer and thicker than his. the barest touch to his own hole gives him more than enough slick to rub the pads of his fingers over shiro's, stroking gently. ]
An omega would wait, but they shouldn't have to, [ he says with a hint of belligerence, daring to make eye contact the way a beta probably wouldn't with an alpha. being face to face makes him want to kiss shiro, but he's afraid if he does he'll just melt back into a pile of submissive goo. he doesn't make a very convincing authority figure either way, so everything he's saying is stuff that he would want said to him. virgin omegas were often even more afraid of their own natures than betas, and that was sort of what shiro was. ]
They'd have a beta or an alpha right there to take care of them and give them everything they need. They would know how important they are... that they deserve to be taken care of.
If you're worried about getting me off, you can use your mouth.