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My heat/rut senses are tingling!

THE IN HEAT/IN RUT AU MEME
not an alpha/beta/omega meme

There's no need for elaborate backstories for this AU. You go into heat, rut, whatever you'd like to call it. You've always done so since you were of age to do so. It's a socially accepted norm, and people have gotten used to the difficulties that come with the mating seasons. Life goes on.

Isn't this alpha/beta/omega, then? No, not at all. In this meme, there are no gender-variant genitalia unless your character comes prepackaged with those. No giant cocks - again, unless your character is already packing - or self-lubricating assholes or anal wombs, and no knotting. Unless that's your thing. There's also no set in stone roles with regards to dominance and submission, and some people do not even feel the inclination towards either. Still, there are a few similarities, mainly being that the pheromones of others can put someone into heat that was not in it before and the bond between mates. In addition, some humans/human-stand-ins have created packlike dynamics in response, but this is not universal.

In this meme, it's just regular old human...oids feeling the urge for sex. And by "urge," we of course mean all-consuming drive. If characters choose to ignore that urge, it will backfire on them. The more they put it off, the more they will lose their control, becoming more irritable and aggressive, and eventually be nothing but a rutting animal until the need to mate is satisfied. Not all heats call for mating, of course, and most people can just relieve themselves, but when you do mate, you feel the urge to stay by their side and essentially "nest." These desires don't always pan out into offspring, and mating isn't forever unless it's mutually decided upon. However, impregnating your mate is said to be one of the most euphoric experiences a person can have, even if some people only mate because they want to utterly possess someone, as mates are bonded for a while.

If there's anything that's to your fancy that's been left out, go ahead and add it in. Play it how you'd like!

HOW TO PLAY

Comment with your character and preferences.

Include what you're interested and not interested in.

Respond to others!

PROMPTS

first heat: Baby's first heat. YOU'RE A TEENAGER/LATE BLOOMER AND WHAT IS THIS?

old hand: You've done this a million times, but it never gets any easier.

happen to be here: You're not picky. You can't afford to be. You'll take anybody who's nearby.

old faithful: You're going to the person you always go to in order to relieve your problem.

worked something out: The two of you aren't involved. You just help each other out.

unexpected: You never expected to rut with this person, but here you are.

forbidden: AKA the obligatory incest or age difference option.

volunteer: You've offered yourself up out of the kindness of your heart.

tribute: This isn't your offer. You're the offer from others, a gift for someone powerful to sate their appetite.

mating: You've decided to go one step further and make your relationship deeper.

nesting: Aaah, (temporary) domestic bliss. And lots of fucking. Lots and lots of fucking. Like, you'll barely be able to stand.

bonding: The bond, which is mildly psychic and intensely physical, makes sex even more intense.

the natural conclusion: Heat calls for pregnancy. Get someone pregnant.

already pregnant: Unfortunately, being knocked up doesn't abate your partner's desires. Or yours.

mates for life: Now you're absolutely certain that you want to be with no one else. Of course, this means you'll be in synch with their heat for the rest of forever.

save you: You've been saved from the advances of an undesired mate by someone who may be much more suited. Show your gratitude?

cockfight: Two people want the same mate. That won't do. There are ways to figure that out, not always involving fists.

increase in dominance: Exactly what it says.

increase in submission: Again, exactly what it says.

unexpected dominance: No one expects you to ever be dominant. Prove them wrong.

protect: You want to protect your mate from others, and that means putting your scent all over them.

set off by someone else: You were doing fine until you got a whiff of someone else's pheromones.

resisting temptation: Your heart belongs to someone. You want to stay out of this "heat" thing. You want to rise above it. Whatever it may be, you just have to not take the bait. Easier said than done.

all worked up: You're beginning to lose control and yourself. Quick, do something before you're jumping anything that moves.

pack: As mentioned prior, some people, especially those far out from civilization proper, have formed packs that hold to the more traditional alpha structure. Of course, these packs come with their own rules when it comes to heat and mating.

suitable partner: The desire for certain mates can come from a subconscious level, and you can find yourself aroused by someone showing how strong they are (they can protect you), how curvaceous they look (that must mean they're fertile), or any other number of traits that can benefit you.

desperation: You'll take anyone! Anything!

final release: You've reached your breaking point and your mindless. At least you'll get relief.

fighter: Part of your process is seeing who's worthy of you by testing their mettle. That, or you want to fight anything.

off your meds: It's fairly rare, but some can get blockers for their heat. What if those blockers run out? Why, it makes your heat ten times worse!

noncon: They don't want this. You don't want to stop this.

dubcon: You say no, but your body says yes and you can't stop loving it.

calm you down: Whether it's to fuck or to fight, you're going mad, and they have to bring you back down to Earth.

territorial: How dare someone look at what belongs to you? You'll have to make things right.

odd man out: For some reason, you don't go into heat. Never have. Being with you is pretty relaxing, and some find it appealing to not have to deal with pheromones that aren't theirs. You do have to learn how to appreciate their problems, though.

WILDCARD

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[Over there. There's a scent, scarcely perceptible, enticing. If you follow it, it reaches deep within, awakening animal instincts. It's a very male kind of scent, and the closer you get the more you realise how repressed it is. So repressed its owner scarcely knows it's there, save for a vague restlessness, a hunger he can't really put his finger on.

Its owner turns out to be small and thin, a bit scrawny, really, more fluffy curls than man, it seems. His clothes are a bit too big. His eyes are huge and sad. But an unfocussed wanting informs his every motion--hands linger too long on objects, he pushes his hair from his face slowly, he occasionally takes a deep breath and sighs without noticing it. He's kept this need buried for a very long time. So long that it can be smelt by those who have the nose to smell it.

He walks by and that scent washes powerfully after him. Do you catch him?]

[ One would think that Lanzhu's tastes were a little more... Refined when it came to suitors. Or partners, whathaveyou. A pretty thing like her could have whatever she wanted. And yet...

The scent spoke louder than the appearance. She casually slipped up behind him-- eyes sharp and accented by razor-precise crimson liner on either side. Her gaze was almost predatory, one step at a time before she purred. ]

Wǒ zhè li yǒu shé me?

What does Lanzhu have here~? [ Clad in crimson and gold, smirking like the Devil. ] Such a scrawny man shouldn't smell so alluring...

Gah!

[He startles a bit when she speaks, whirling to blink confusedly at her.]

Huh? I, uh.... 'alluring?' Well, I thought I'd try out a new cologne, kinda shake up the smell game a bit aaaand that isn't what you're talking about at all, is it?

[Smooth, Bruno, smooth. Like buttah.]

Uh, thanks? Grew it, myself.

[She's standing so near to him... he flushes, that unplaceable hunger growing stronger in him, making his spine tremble.]

[ Lanzhu chuckled and placed her hands on her hips. ]

Maybe, maybe not. [ She chided as her tongue clucked to the roof of her mouth. Blue eyes focused on the blush blooming upon his face. ] Lanzhu couldn't help but take notice that you seem a little...

[ What was the word in English... ]

Yāzhì...? Suppressed. [ At least she thought she had it right. Nonetheless compensating by running a thumb over his cheek. ] Is Lanzhu right~?

[No thoughts, just SAAFDHGASHDJAFHSJDASHFSAJKJ]

I, uh... s-suppressed? I have no idea what you're talking about, I just didn't get out much for a while, like a long while, like not at all, like...

[She touches his face and when he continues talking his voice has lost some of that manic energy.]

...like ten years... yeah... okay... a little. A lot.

[He wonders why he's suddenly breathless.]

[ Her long fingers cupped his jaw, giving it a little squeeze as she gazed down the bridge of her nose. ]

Lanzhu can help but you have to be a good boy about it.

[ Quite CLEARLY younger than him, but she didn't particularly care. ]

Understand?

[It doesn't occur to him to care, either.]

Yeah... [He smiles slightly.] Tell me what you want me to do....

So agreeable!

[ She liked that! Going as far as to reward him with a barely lingering smooch to his lips. Now, her perfume mingling with that needy musk of his was thick but fresh in a mesh of rosewater and amber.

Luxurious.

Idly, she reached for his right hand, placing it upon her hip where her dress rode up. ]

Why don't you start with giving Lady Lanzhu a kiss like you really mean it.

How worthy are you?

[He gasps slightly when she kisses him, just a small sharp inhale through the nose. Oh, that... that felt too good.

He's trembling by the time she places his warm hand on her hip.]

[Hoping he still remembers how to even do this, he leans in, head tilting, letting his eyes fall shut. Their lips meet and at first it's hesitant, light. A beat later he captures them more fully, gentle but fervent, his mouth opening softly. He tastes a bit like coffee, a bit like some kind of herbal mouthwash, a bit like salt, all blended together into something warm and dark. His lips are soft and his hands gentle, desire trembling behind them as he breaks the kiss for an instant before returning, pulling away, returning, over and over, growing warmer and warmer.

And there's an odd energy to his skin that wicks into hers, a slow-wave current of pleasure.]

[ A mere touch of the lips sent a certain jolt down the girl's spine. Like sheer physical contact breathed his erotic energy right into her. Lanzhu's body jolted forward as her hands ran through his mess of hair, easing her skilled fingers in soothing patterns all along his scalp.

It didn't take much to pull her trigger, did it?

Lanzhu greedily nipped at Bruno's lips, tongue craving his earthy flavor and how her senses fell apart to nothing but her loins throbbing with her heartbeat. ]

Nn~ [ Her right hand dragged from his hair down to his hip... And forward a bit simply to squeeze his rear. ]

[The moment she presses against him his hand moves from her hip to slide under the fabric of her dress, seeking skin and pulling her even closer against him. He gasps as his lip is caught between her teeth, as it sends a fierce need pulsing through him. His other arm curls around her and he draws his fingertips along her spine.

Bruno may be a thin little thing but you don't spend a decade leaping about over holes and cracks in an unstable structure without growing an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. He's a bundle of contradictions, this one. Her squeeze draws a breathy moan from him, scarcely louder than a sigh.

His lips move to her neck to press wet heat against the skin, kissing a line under her jaw to her ear, a soft, light purring sound in his throat. They're stood wrapped around each other in a semi-secluded corner, complete strangers, and he wants nothing else, completely awash in lust, now.]

[ Everyone was allowed a devilish streak now and then.

A little rutting upon a stranger never killed anyone. ]

Tell Lady Lanzhu your name... [ She cooed at the rare instance where her mouth was free. Her chest spiked with quick breaths, fingers tugging to loosen up the clasp around her neck and free some space for her ample chest to shift forward. ] She should know who it is she is praising.

[ Her tone maintained its sophisticated air, albeit shivering the slightest bit. She always had reservations when it came to new people but such things had been stripped away.

Just one formality though. ]

Only then will she touch you where you want.

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