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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: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!
Fanlore on the Alpha/Beta/Omegaverse
Alphas, Betas and Omegas: A primer.
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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His flesh hand wraps around the base of his cock to help steady him as Bucky takes him down like he's been dying to the moment he laid eyes on this incredible looking Alpha, working him in slow pumps as he takes him back into his mouth again on the last echo of that rough groan, grey eyes sliding up the Alpha's strong body to latch onto his for moment. Aware of the Alpha's eyes burning into him, it's as if some instinct's pulling at him, making Bucky sink down lower so his chest nearly presses along the ground and his ass arched upwards as if in offering into those hands that squeeze at each cheek, strong thighs parted as he leans back in to bury his face between the Alpha's thighs.
Curling his tongue to press up along the prominent vein along the bottom of the shaft each time he drags back upwards, Bucky's cheeks hollowing as he sucks with a low, hungry sound that rumbles through the thick cock filling his mouth and the precome he practically milks out each time he bobs his head to slide down the back of his throat as he swallows him down effortlessly when he's ground upwards. His own thighs have begun to glisten with slick, trembling a little because he badly needs the Alpha to mate him over and over and over.
Lips glistening, Bucky drags himself off his cock with a filthy sound, tongue darting out for these last little kitten licks at the blunt head of his cock. Sucking in a harsh gasp, he does just that, turning around so that Thor has acccess to him with his thighs framing his chest. That's the only pause Thor gets, because Bucky can't bear to be away from the Alpha's taste and smell and the way he fills up his mouth; bracing himself on the floor, Bucky lowers his head again and engulfs the straining red cock back into wet heat.
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He would have made an excellent beta, perhaps even an alpha, but his subservient nature was by far most-suited for the omega role, and Thor was thanking the stars that he'd stumbled upon someone so adept. He'd had new omegas before, with their clumsy hands and tiny mouths, demanding needs and incessant pillow talk afterward had made him quit visiting the public houses.
In all instances that mattered, Thor had found a feral omega, and he was training Bucky naturally, without much need for force. The other responded to the god's good nature, taking the initiative to want to please him and doing an excellent job at it. Those admirable characteristics only made Thor more than willing to return the favor. Once Bucky's hindquarters were presented, the smell of his musk threatened to offer a fatal blow.
With a hungry, possessive growl, Thor's right hand went to the man's cock, the other to his hip, pinning him in place. Teeth gnashed first Bucky's left inner thigh, then his right, tongue pulling in his flavor and steadily working its way to the apex. The sound caught in his throat as the space around him head was perfumed by the concentration of scent. Combined with Bucky still sucking him expertly, Thor knew a mortal wouldn't have lasted any longer.
Instead, both hands gripped just a notch harder, his lips, tongue, and nose burying themselves, demanding to wear Bucky like a mask. The god couldn't help the insistent darts of his tongue, feeling Bucky's welcoming hole relax still further for his knot. The idea of pups had never been anything Thor had considered, but he wanted to try his damnedest, no matter how long it took, even if Bucky's heat broke, to fill him to the brim.
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That ragged sound becomes a growl that echoes into the cave when teeth sink into the soft skin of his inner thigh already glistening with slick, and he falls forward along, and he has to let the Alpha's cock slip free from his mouth because he has to suck in a gulp of air. His hips jerk and spasm in the other man's grip, because it might as well be as intense as his first heat for how it feels like he's burning up with every single touch and sound the Alpha makes, or the scent of his rut filling the cave.
His thighs part, trembling, as the Alpha's mouth and tongue all but bury themselves against him and into him, precome drooling out from his cock to smear into the other mans hands. Bucky's lost some of his coordination already, shuddering with want, with how badly he needs this Alpha inside him.
Hair hanging in his face, he barely remembers what he was doing before, when all he wants to do is sink his chest to the stone floor and present himself just for him; but instead, with an unsteady hand, Bucky grips the Alpha's cock once again and steadying him, sinks him back into his mouth, groaning at how thick he is, how he fills up his mouth and drags along his tongue each time he bobs his head over his lap.
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His mouth on Thor's cock felt incredible, but the god knew he'd only spill deep inside the other. He'd knot and they'd be trapped for hours, perhaps, and maybe then they could talk, or Thor could get Bucky off, or maybe even a kiss that didn't threaten to break off a tooth. But Bucky's misstep in rhythm, slight though it was, was a good indication that he was ready.
With his mouth still trapped between Bucky's massive cheeks, Thor spank-grabbed at the right one, index and middle fingers sliding down the crease and inside the other. Bucky was a volcano full of lava. The pleased noise that rumbled from Thor's chest very well could have shaken the cave. When he finally pulled his mouth back, short beard and lips glistening with slick, Thor's words were pronounced, steady.
"You're ready for my cock," proclaimed, pulling his hips away from Bucky's eager mouth. "Whatever's most comfortable for you, pet. You're going to be there a while." Any position would be Thor's favorite position because he knew as soon as Bucky's ass tasted his tip, he'd swallow him whole and likely not even whimper. Thor made no mystery that he was there to rut, and he'd probably demand seconds.
"Claim it," Thor grunted, his fingers already bruising Bucky's skin, the red circles tingeing purple as the blood refocused itself in his body. He'd already claimed Bucky, that was plain to see. But Bucky was a warrior, a worthy omega to sheath Thor's cock.
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He jolts forward, hole twitching against Thor's tongue, with a startled, sharp moan when a hand smacks into the firm curve of one cheek, jolting him forwards before he rocks back to swallow up the fingers sliding into him, rolling along him as if to already fuck himself on something.
Bucky nods, eyes feverish and bright and breathing hard like he's run miles and miles, but it's a sound of sheer relief when the Alpha tells him that it's time, ready to get filled up, to get bred. He pulls free from Thor's cock with a filthy sound, leaning in one last time to drag his tongue up along the vein as if licking up a melting ice cream cone before he's turning on his knees until he's facing Thor.
Now he hesitates for a moment, if only because Thor practically left him a blank check of how he wants the Alpha. He wants him any way, every way, but he's also far too impatient to even have him switch just yet, with Bucky chest first on the ground. He wants him badly. Right now. So bruises stinging, the spank marks sending a warm heat through his skin, Bucky flattens a metal palm on the broad chest below him, straddles him with a knee on each side, spread above him. He only takes the time to guide him up, then as soon as the blunt head nudges against him, he sighs out, eyes rolling up and closed as Bucky takes the Alpha's inside in one fierce plunge, sliding him balls deep in one slide that has him groaning out a "Yes."
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With a flash of lightning behind his eyes, Thor gave a single, deliberate nod, once he figured out where Bucky was going. The hesitation was cute from his pup, and Thor decided he'd reward that later. Let Bucky direct them for the moment, Thor knew he was inevitably the one in charge, and it was good to see that Bucky wanted it that way, too.
As Bucky dropped down on his shaft, Thor exhaled, his teeth and a mona dragging up Bucky's chest as the other fell onto him as neatly as a sword found its home in the shaft. For just a single moment, Thor went still, quiet, letting Bucky's groan fill the cave, work its way through his bones. Then, coming back to himself, Thor's left arm wrapped around his omega's shoulder from behind, the other gripping the underside of Bucky's thigh. Essentially, Thor had his entire body caught in a vice grip.
Slowly, Thor lifted Bucky up, the cool cave air wrapping around his shaft that was given up with a fight from the omega's ass. Starting slow, Thor's hips rolled up, his cock disappearing back inside the other, then rolling out, more coming out to greet the air. But it only lasted a second as Thor's rhythm began to pick up. The smack of his body against the smooth rock floor could have counted down a marching band. Not something he could keep up forever, but something he definitely wanted to let Bucky experience.
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The next moment, Bucky's got his face buried into the other man's shoulder as the Alpha lifts him up like it's nothing at all, his cock dragging out from him like it's reluctant to leave, only to have Thor bury himself back in with one easy stroke. Bucky has to drag his metal hand out from where it's pinned between them. His fingers sink into the stone next to Thor's head, curling claw-like into the surface as the Alpha fucks up into him in a rhythm that's quickly growing fierce.
His fingers gouge into the stone, as he's pushed upwards with each hard smack, while his ass clamps down on the cock forcing him open to take him over and over; Bucky's eyes scrunch closed, teeth grazing at one hard shoulder as his teeth bare on each brutal smack into him that has him needing more - so much more-. It's not easy with the grip the Alpha has on him, but Bucky tries to meet each thrust, swallowing up his cock with a filthy circle of his hips like they're dancing to the same tune.
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With the pin! ping! ping! of Bucky's fingers digging into stone, Thor knew he owed the other more than that. More than just holding on. With a simple shift, he stayed inside Bucky. Cradling his head, Thor's knuckle took the scabbing as he righted himself. Bucky on his back, large, pale thighs full of muscles pounding into the other.
With one hand shielding the back of Bucky's skull - keeping the dark hair in tact - Thor drove his cock into the other, hungry and ready to mate. It was a lustful, almost angry - union, but Thor knew he needed Bucky.
"I'm knotting," Thor managed to choke out, sorrowful and hungry at the same time. He felt himself twist inside the other and his moan was only quieted by Bucky's right pec. His pleasure vibrated through his skin, each gust of cum making the god of thunder rock his hips.
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The only warning he gets is the little shift below them, then Thor is moving, taking care not to let himself slip out. Immediately Bucky releases his grip on the rocks, little stone fragments slipping from the metal plates as his arms fly to wrap around Thor's shoulders as he flips them both, with Bucky's back to the floor and Thor fucking away at him like he never really stopped.
His fingers drag along Thor's back, drawing up angry red welts as Thor practically punches his cock into him, his own cock smearing precome along the Alpha's stomach as he gasps, each one ratcheting higher and higher as his eyes roll back and slide shut under the hard, brutal, perfect mating as he wraps his legs around Thor's hips, heels digging into the small of his back and he pants something that's not so much words but relief, pleasure.
He lets out this shattered sound when something swells at the base of the Alpha's cock, locking them together, and then oh yes, there's that tell tale throb before Thor's length begins to pulse, shooting thick ropes of come into him like he means to fill him up. That's enough; Bucky writhes underneath him, all along the knot locking them together, as he grinds gracelessly upwards as he begins to shoot off between them.
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One hand moved to Bucky's leg, slid down the sinewy muscles to catch at the inside of his knee. The soldier didn't need Thor's hand there to keep him close, but the god liked the way his palm wrapped around the iron strength of his calf. Even as Thor tried to bury himself deeper inside him, Bucky's scent smacked him in the face, bringing his eyes open in a flash.
A moment later, the omega is climaxing himself, and dammit if Thor wasn't going to enjoy every spurt. His free hand wrapped around Bucky's base - the soldier's cock already slick to the point of slippery. His hand moved rapidly, covering them both with the first few geysers. Thor couldn't bend his body enough to draw the other between his lips, but a shot streaked on his cheek and the next flew directly into his mouth. The sound he made was guttural and possessive.
Tight fist flew up and down Bucky's length, needing every drop out of him before Thor knew he could start on his next task - working a second, dryer orgasm out of the omega while his own cock continued to pulse inside, his come rippling out of his slit, shocks of pleasure dancing over his nerves.
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Bucky's arching under him, calf straining against his grip as he thrusts upwards uselessly into the air when the Alpha startles the hell out of him. He actually reaches for him, a strong, firm hand wrapping around his cock as it starts to go off with a sure grip. He doesn't expect the Alpha to actually touch him yet - figured he'd get himself off until he finally had his fill, then concern himself with the Omega, so he lets out pitched gasp that cuts off into a moan as he's jerked off rapidly, practically milking him as his hips spasm up each slide of his palm, working himself along the cock buried inside him in an obscene dance until at last, his eyes roll back and shut, before starts to go nice and easy under him
He cracks an eye open, then the other, to stare up at Thor with naked hunger as he watches the pleasure on the Alpha's face as he comes, absently nuzzling along one shoulder corded with muscle as if marking him as his.
When he feels that hard throb in the cock buried inside him, then the spurt after thick spurt of hot seed, he tightens all over like a vice keeping the Alpha there. Even if it weren't for the knot, it would be almost impossible to pry them apart now; not with his legs wound around the Alpha's hips and his arms clutching him as if to make sure he stays there. By now, Bucky's sure that no Omega's gonna come sniffing behind this waterfall; the sound and smells of the forest and water should mask them but....still. Just in case. They aren't done yet.
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His hips rolled back, the knot stopping him from going far, but Thor could have sworn part of his core tried to enter the other. He felt his pelvis grind against Bucky, mouth breaking contact to pant out a groan, his climax still rolling through him. Using his forehead, Thor pushed Bucky's right arm up, snuffing and licking, hips continuing their short jack-rabbit thrusts.