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Alpha/Beta/Omega Meme

THE ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA MEME

In our world, sexual roles are commonly defined by genders -- male or female or other, by sexualities -- gay or straight, bi or asexual or in-between. But what if they were defined by something else entirely?

Alpha/Beta/Omegaverse is a fusion of fanfiction tropes and animalistic behavior. In this world, sexual roles are divided into three categories: the Alphas (the dominant, the protective and the aggressive), the Betas (ordinary humans) and the Omegas (submissive, fertile and able to carry children).

RESOURCES:
Fanlore on the Alpha/Beta/Omegaverse
Alphas, Betas and Omegas: A primer.

CONTENT WARNING: Below the cut contains descriptions of animalistic sexual behavior as applied to humans, situations of dubious consent, explicit situations, mpreg, and scenarios of societal oppression. Click with caution!

ROLES:
1 - The Alpha.
* Stereotypically type A personalities.
* Anatomically: Males have a penis; females may have a penis in addition to a vagina.
* Alphas knot their mates, meaning that the base of the penis swells and locks them inside their mate while they produce copious amounts of semen in an effort to breed.
* Strong sense of smell.
* Near an Omega in heat, they experience a compulsion to mate that is almost impossible to overcome.
* Alphas may go into rut, which is their equivalent of Omega heat, and drives them to mate.

2 - The Beta.
* Ordinary human being.
* Males have penises; females have vaginas.
* Can mate to anyone.
* Might be able to smell hormones of Omegas and Alphas, but will not be overwhelmingly affected by them.

3 - The Omega.
* Stereotypically submissive, quiet, intelligent and less physically able.
* Female anatomy is similar to Betas; males are self-lubricating and may have either an external or internal vaginal setup.
* Regularly go into heat, which involves being overcome by the urge to mate. They are unable to consent while in heat.
* May be made compliant by a bite to the neck. However, that may also induce a mating bond.
* Often regarded as second-class citizens or prizes to be won.

SITUATIONS:
1 - Bonding - Love at first sight. You've spotted your soulmate. You can smell them, you can feel them, you know that they'll be with you until the end of your days. Unless there's something between the two of you. It could be age - maybe one of you has to wait until the other has reached maturity. It could be that the bond is one-sided, and the other has yet to fall in love. It could be an unwanted bond, or society could have divided you into different places. Is your love strong enough to conquer?

2 - Heat/Rut - The need is coming on you strong. Everyone for a half-mile around can smell it. Better find someone to ride it out with, or hole yourself up in a room with a few bottles of water and a durable sex toy. And you'd better hope that there isn't someone out there who will take advantage of your pliable state. Best case scenario, there might be a Beta who can take care of you, or fend off anyone too predatory.

3 - Pregnancy - Whether through a heat or not, you're pregnant. Congratulations - or condolences. Is it time to start a family, or time to start panicking?

4 - Suppressants - You're using suppressants to keep yourself on an even hormone cycle, skipping heats, or maybe pretending to pass as a different class of society. After all, Omegas might want to be in the military, where they're not usually allowed - or an Alpha might want to take a job in a university or as a nurse. Shouldn't they be allowed to, if their hormones are suppressed? Just hope that you don't miss a dose.

5 - Mistaken Identity - That friend that you always thought was an Alpha, or an Omega, or a neutral Beta, turns out to be something entirely different, and your world is turned absolutely upside down. Does it challenge your preconceptions? Or does it just ruin the balance between you two?

6 - Unlikely Pairs - After all, there's no actual reason that Alphas have to mate with Omegas. Maybe two Omegas can satisfy each other. Or two Alphas. Or your intended mate could easily be a Beta. Maybe this is just about breaking out of your pre-established role and becoming something new.

7 - Manifestation - In some cases, an individual may not know they are Omega, Beta or Alpha until their first heat/rut/manifestation, usually happening in early teen years. It may take you by surprise; it may be a blessing, or may be a deep disappointment.

8 - Other - Adventures in getting jobs, making families, fighting bad guys, and anything else you can come up with!

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It took a few moments to catch Emrys's meaning, and a few more to realise why it mattered. Regulus certainly didn't want a teacher or the nurse to see him in such a position - he could only imagine what it would do to Emrys's reputation to have it found out he was bedding students during the Hogsmeade Visits.

Regulus sighed and nodded.

"Yeah... okay." Though he didn't see how Emrys expected to help him without fucking him.

"Okay."

Deep breath. He reaches down to the cabinet to rummage through a nearby drawer.

"It can help to just feel...full," he says haltingly. What is his life, that he's trying to stop a mid-heat Omega from running out into the street naked and begging for anyone who'll take him? "It can make the need feel less urgent."

And he's not going to feel guilty or perverted for owning toys intended for an Omega's use. The black dildo he fishes out of the drawer is about his own girth and length, Alpha average, the knot inflated by way of a pump attached with a slim tube.

Regulus might wonder later on why an Alpha would have an Omega sextoy but at that moment, such details were irrelevant.

Just the sight of the toy, the length and shape of it, made Regulus shudder with want.

"Yes," Regulus breathed and crawled closer to Emrys as the toy.

"Take it slowly, alright?" Merlin says, already knowing that it'll fall on deaf ears as he offers him the toy. Regulus is far past the point of being able to exercise caution. "And make sure it's all the way in before you start with the pump. You've never - the knot might hurt you."

Regulus nodded, taking the toy and moving back to the center of the bed.

He studied the toy a moment, turning it in his hands. It was bigger than he'd thought it be, considering where it was meant to be going.

Regulus finally leaned down and reached between his legs and tried to press the toy into himself. It took a few adjustments for him to line it up right. He gasped softly as the toy finally began to sink into his aching hole, the feeling of being filled - even by someone as unnatural feeling as the toy - was amazing.

Merlin's mouth feels dry. His cock is aching. He can almost taste Regulus' sweat on his tongue. It'd be so easy to pull the thing out of his arse and mount him, he wouldn't say no -

He couldn't say no, and that's what stops him. Maybe he's being old-fashioned but he feels like an Omega's first time ought to be down to more than a chance encounter.

"How is it?" he says quietly, his voice thick and wrecked.

Regulus leaned down until his shoulders were pressed against the mattress and both hands were tucked between his thighs, trying to push the toy in deeper without losing his grip on it.

He moaned in response, only really aware that he was being spoken to but not quite what the words were.

All that mattered was the feeling of the toy going into him.

"It's okay," Merlin say, voice terribly thin. He doesn't expect Regulus to be thinking especially rationally, right now. "The base is flared, you can't - lose it."

He knows he's walking a narrow line here, but he can't stop himself from reaching out to take Regulus' wrist in his hand and slowly push the remaining length inside him, making his body swallow up the (currently, almost unnoticeable) swelling of the knot.

Regulus arched his back and moaned loudly. He pressed back against the toy, still trying to force it in deeper, his breath coming in sobbing moans.

"Please," He chanted softly, pressing his upper body against the mattress, offering himself up. "Please..."

"It's okay," Merlin says again. "You're okay. You're okay."

He's not sure he is. The Alpha in his blood is howling in protest, demanding that Merlin do as his birthright demands. The effort of simply doing nothing is going to leave him feeling like he's run a marathon, he knows it.

He reaches over for the bulbous pump left abandoned on the bed and squeezes it a couple of times, starting to expand the knot buried in Regulus' hole.

Regulus's eyes widened and he brought his hand to his mouth, biting down on it to muffle a howl of pleasure as the 'knot' expanded and pressed against sensitive nerves inside him. He rocked his hips back against the toy, wanting to feel the toy and the knot moving inside him.

The hand that had been on the toy moved down to his penis, achingly hard and dripping, and began rubbing the length of it.

Merlin feels like he's running a fever. The scent of Regulus' pheromone-laced sweat is already almost too much to bear; the wet slap of his hand moving up and down the shaft of his cock is completely obscene.

It'll be easier after he's come, Merlin tells himself. He'll be sated, at least enough to be compliant when the Betas arrive to take him back to the school.

He curses himself all the same as he reaches for the base of the toy, rocking it in and out slowly, just far enough to pull out the half-inflated knot and then watch the boy's hole stretch around it when it slides back in.

Regulus lets go of his hand to scream in pleasure as the knot was pulled out and pushed back in, waves of shocked, pained pleasure racing through him. He pressed his forehead into the mattress, his bloodied hand curled up under his chin. He was so close, it was almost painful.

"C-Close," He mewled, his other hand working furiously as the rest of him rocked back against Emrys. "Please..."

"It's okay," Merlin croons. "I'm going to give you a little bit more, come whenever you need to, alright?"

He pumps the toy harder and harder, so fast now it makes his arm ache, and then he pushes it inside him as far as it'll go; immediately he grabs the pump, rapidly squeezing it to expand the knot as large as the toy will allow.

Regulus wailed, his body tensing in release, clenching greedily at the inflating knot inside him.

Finally, panting harshly, he collapsed onto the bed, ass still offered up but the rest of him limp and complacent. His heart felt like it was about to beat out through his ribs and chest, the muscles of his thighs and legs burned, but a pleasant ache was settling deep over him.

"There you go," Merlin says, his voice quiet and thick with suppressed lust. "You're okay. You're doing well."

He rubs his lower back slowly, gently soothing his tense muscles. "Just relax."

He doesn't deflate the knot yet, wants to give him as long as he can to feel it inside him. If he was being knotted by an Alpha it'd be hours; the least he can do is give him twenty minutes.

Regulus's breathing slowed and laid down, turning onto his side. The knot felt tight but ever-so-lovely inside him and his brain was starting to clear of the pheromones.

He looked up at Emrys and offering him an embarrassed halfsmile.

"Thanks..."

"My pleasure," he says, and frankly, it very much is; the second Regulus is gone he's going to wank until he's sore. "Are you feeling a bit more clear-headed?"

Regulus nodded, a bit drowsily.

"What about you?" He looked toward Emrys's crotch. "You didn't get to... well, you know."

Emrys easily could have pinned him down and bred him properly but instead chose to help him this way. The rational, not sex crazed, part of Regulus was grateful for that.

"Yeah, I know." He colours a little, the reminder enough to make him throb all over again. "That's, ah - that's my problem, not yours. I'll take a cold shower after you've been picked up."

"C'mere," Regulus reaches a hand out for Emrys, wanting to pull him down beside him. "I can at least return the favor..."

Well. Shit. He's not made of stone.

He tumbles down onto the bed, barely catching his weight on one hand before he lands flat on top of Regulus.

"If - if you want to," he says haltingly.

Regulus was a little taken back by the urgency before grinning up at Emrys. He pushed down the part of him chirping about how nice it was to have someone on top of him.

"I've spent 7 school years in a dorm full of teenages boys, Emrys," Regulus chuckled, reaching between them for Emrys's cock. "I'm not going to shy away from other people's wands now."

Other people's wands. God help him.

All he can do is hold still and let Regulus open up his trousers. His trapped cock is throbbing, the knot still only a slight swell at the base.

Regulus hadn't considered the differences between the cocks of unmanifested teenagers and that of an alpha. It was larger than he expected and the knot felt strange to his inexperienced hands.

Still, Regulus took the length in hand and began stroking it, keep his hand tight.

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