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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:
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.
* Lack of altered genitalia.
* 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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Dorian sensed the presence before he heard him, hit first by the heavy scent that made him especially lightheaded. Trying to shake himself out of it, he glanced up at the approaching stranger, trying for a smile that felt a bit more uneasy.

"It's a free space," he replied, his voice more tense than he would have liked, as he gestured to the empty seat at the table with a shaky hand.

Nickov took a seat beside him, offering a gentle small smile before resuming eating.

“See the table over there? The one with the half giant? Like me they have picked up on the fact you are an Omega either in heat or soon going to be.” He stated bluntly as he ate and drank.

“Are you here alone or do you have a mate?” He asked, glancing around the rest of the bar. Couple more Alphas seemed to pick up the stranger’s scent. Gods, this was a thirsty town. He wasn’t immune either, but his kin could choose when to go into rut and heat.

Having the other man so close made his head a bit hazy, that it took him a moment to register his words.

"They...what?" He sucked in a breath, and the scent once again overwhelming him. The scent of an Alpha, he belatedly realized, too little too late. That would explain why he'd been feeling so warm as the day progressed. But how, unless...

Had he forgotten to take his suppressant? He must have, because he hadn't been so strongly affected by the scent of Alphas in such a long time. But how had he forgotten, when he'd been so careful to take them for so many years?

He ran a hand down his face, partially to try and block the overwhelming scent to clear his head for a moment. "N-No, I...I'm alone." It was probably a risky thing to say, if he was indeed about to go into heat. But this stranger had been nice enough to warn him, at least, instead of just taking advantage of his hormones as he suspected the other Alphas would have likely done had he not stepped in.

He nodded. No mate and in the middle of a tavern. Great.

He had a few more bites from his plate, thinking about what could be done. Apart from the obvious. The scent of the Omega was lovely, his tail gave a flick under the table as he subtly took it in. But his focus remained on how to help.

"Do you have a room here?" he asked

Dorian took a few shallow breaths, trying not to taking in too much of the powerful scents that threatened to wrap around him completely. Being around so many Alphas, having forgotten his suppressants...he can't even remember how long it's been since his last proper heat, so it was no wonder that he was being affected so strongly.

Finally he shook his head. "Haven't gotten one yet," he managed softly. "Just got into town."

Quite the welcome.

A moment of thought while he finished his meal pushing the plate aside and drinking deeply of his water.

"Okay...I do not know how intense your heat might be so there are a couple options unless you have others."

He produced a room key from his pocket and he set it in front of the man.

"If you would like some time to cool off in safety, that is my room key. I will sit outside the door and make sure those guys do not try anything." He observed the man, the details of his face, his black to silver hair, his fine clothes. He was very handsome, Nickov wondered why he had no partner, or traveled alone for that matter. He assumed he was a bard, judging from the...whatever that was. Nickov wasn't good at knowing what instruments were called what. Questions perhaps for another time.

"Another idea is that...well" he gave a wry smile. "If you would like a partner, I am okay with helping." Best he put the offer on the table now while the man was lucid to decide before his heat did for him. Also, he might be able to control his ruts, but damn if he hadn't gotten laid since arriving. So bite him if he wasn't going to at least ask.

Dorian knew that he didn't have a lot of time to think, if his heat was approaching as fast as he thought it was. So he didn't have a lot of time to really consider the offer, but he was still going to try, because...well...

He couldn't deny being a bit curious about how...it would go. Ever since he had presented as an Omega as a teenager, it had been somewhat of an embarrassment to his family, all proud Alphas - that the second son of the Wyvernwind name had turned out to be an Omega instead. He had been on suppressants since then, not allowed to really experience those moments of heat, and his parents tried to encourage him in hopes that maybe he could become an Alpha instead. Nothing ever really seemed to work though, which made keeping it a secret from other wealthy parties all the more difficult.

Even now, a part of him felt a bit indignant at the thought of going through something like that, the protest very much in the voice of his parents. But...they weren't here right now. He was on his own, leaving behind that lifestyle and taking on a new identity. If he wanted to just be an Omega...who would stop him?

The thought sent a rush of heat through his body, and he knew he had to make a decision before it was made for him.

"I...I-I wouldn't mind the help."

Nickov watched the turmoil in his eyes, thinking through some inner personal demons before landing on a decision which sounded genuine.

Smiling warmly, and he held out a clawed hand. "My name is Nickov." he introduced.

He too had left home, though under very different conditions. The rank of alpha, beta or omega had little bearing on his kin, you were what you were. Try to work with those closest to you to ensure your rut or heat didn't define you. Suppressants were rarely used, and usually only acquired for those whose cycles were absolutely unbearable. Mating while not entirely done in the open, was far more freely enjoyed, not something to be dreaded.

Here it seemed, was hostility, many Alphas eager to claim an Omega in heat as quickly as possible with our without their consent. Made his skin crawl.

He hesitated for just a moment, knowing that physical touch would only speed things along. But he'd already made his decision, and wanted to follow through. So he reached out and took the man's hand, feeling a rush of heat prickle across his skin.

"Dorian. Dorian Storm."

It still felt a bit foreign on his tongue, the name he had adopted when he left home. But he was glad he'd thought to use it. He couldn't imagine what would have happened if he'd been caught in a near heat by someone who would actually recognize the Wyvernwind name, the scandal it would have on his family.

Nickov smiled at the touch. Soft and comparatively cool to him, as Valcovlians ran much warmer than most species.

With that, still holding Dorian's hand, he picked up his key and lightly tugged him along. Holding his hand all the way up to the room. The gritty Alphas annoyed but didn't seem keen on following to start anything.

They reached his room and he closed and locked the door behind Dorian, though left the key on the table nearby. "If you ever feel uncomfortable, you can leave any time." he said.

He undid his holster and set his pistol and whip down on the dresser. The room was obviously lived in for awhile, smelled strongly of him. The bed only roughly made.

Dorian was grateful for even just the slight support as they walked, his legs already a bit unsteady as warmth soon spread throughout his body. It was steadily getting worse, especially as they entered the room and the Alpha’s scent was saturated everywhere.

The reassurance was met with a small nod, no longer trusting his voice to try speaking. Reaching up he loosened the collar of his cape, freeing his own scent even further as he removed the garment.

From his limited response, Nickov concluded Dorian was far more gone into his heat than he realized.

Before getting undressed further, Nickov sat down on the floor and performed a protection spell on himself. Last thing he wanted was to get the other knocked up during all this, and he wasn't sure if Dorian had the capability to perform it even without his heat clouding things.

The spell took a few minutes, a couple drops of his own green blood on a chalk circle. The circle flashed, then vanished and he got back to his feet, moving to sit on the bed working his foot bindings off-Valcovlians didn't wear shoes-and then got up, lightly helping Dorian get undressed, his tail giving the man's calf a caress.

Dorian wasn't entirely thinking about the need for protection at the moment, so he's glad that Nickov has the foresight to do so. Instead he focused on trying to undress, a task that was surprisingly more difficult than it should have been with his hands shaking so much.

Though whether from his upcoming heat or just...nerves, he wasn't entirely too sure himself.

He swallowed the lump in his throat as the other man then came to help him remove his clothes, and took in a shudder breath at the touch of the tail stroking his calf.

"It is all right" he assured him, holding him by the shoulders to steady him. "Take deep, slow breaths. Focus on my voice, my breathing, my scent. There is just us, there is no shame in what we do." he said, pressing a kiss to the back of his head.

"Easy dear one, easy." he purred quietly, keeping his tail loose around his ankle to help ground the man. Nickov had never been with someone on suppressants for what he assumed a lengthy time and then suddenly off them, but he knew how to comfort a nervous Omega and so treated him so. He'd take things slow as long as possible.

"Have you been with a partner before?" he asked

He shivered as the other man stands so close, following the instructions from the soothing voice and letting the strong scent completely envelop him, filling him with warmth as well as a deep emptiness, a need that had to be filled.

The little ministrations helped to soothe him, and he took a slow breath as he tried to think of the words to answer the other's question.

"N...Not like this," he admitted shakily. "Not as...myself." Though he wouldn't consider the type to sleep around, he wasn't inexperienced either. But much of that had been futile attempts to try to appear as an Alpha, vainly trying to develop into one, rather than presenting himself as an Omega.

"What do you mean not as yourself?" he asked, brow furrowing. He massaged Dorian's shoulders, holding him, letting him calm and adjust.

Not being down in the bar with a bunch of Alphas was likely a great help, but he could feel the man slipping. He'd try to keep his questions brief though so wished to know about him.

The hands eased the tension in his shoulders, while a different kind was beginning to bubble inside him.

"I-I..." His words were cut off with a low, keening sound. "I'd...rather not talk about it."

Won't, or can't, it was hard to tell which at this point.

Nickov opened his mouth to push things, but decided against doing so, Dorian didn't wish to talk of it, for one reason or another besides his heat. So he'd cease.

He pressed a kiss to the side of his head and helped him continue to undress, also shrugging out of his shirt and pants as he did so, leaving the Alpha nude, his sheathed cock already showing great interest in his new mate. Sea foam green with a tapered head, he was built to mate a larger partner, but they'd fit fine.

The light kiss drew another faint noise from the back of his throat, and eventually he was able to finish undressing, his sky-blue skin beaded with sweat as the heat grew even more intense.

His heart was racing as he took another breath, finally letting himself get lost in the haze clouding his mind. His eyes were shining with desire as he looked up at the taller man.

"Please..." he whimpered. "Please."

"I got you." he assured him, leaning in to kiss Dorian on the lips, pulling him close to his taller frame.

He moaned into the kiss, cock throbbing and jumping against Dorian's stomach at the affection.

He didn't waste time, not wanting Dorian to beg into crying. He scooped him up into his arms and carried him toward the bed. He sat down with the man in his lap and continued to kiss him, let his scent and taste fill him up as much as his own was the other's.

He gave another soft whine, muffled by the man’s lips, and he reached up to wrap his arms around his neck. Even with his own height, the Alpha was still a head taller, and he had to stand on his toes to push into the kiss.

His breath hitched as he was lifted and sat in the other man’s lap, sending another rush of warmth through his body. Everything about him was invading all his senses, and he was already growing slick in anticipation for what was coming.

The taste of Dorian was absolutely intoxicating, the Alpha in him hummed with approval, and he swelled with need for the Omega.

Breaking the kiss, he pressed one against his jaw. "I am going to lay you down" he said before shifting the man once more. Despite his lean frame, he was quite strong enough to handle moving him about as he liked.

He laid the man out on the sheets, gazing down at him, eyes raking him from head to toe and in between. A hand came up and ran along Dorian's thigh, cupping his balls and brushing against his shaft before slipping between his legs to feel how slick he was, and to toy, just a little.

When the kiss broke, Dorian took a shuddering breath and tilting his head just a bit to lean into the touch.

He barely registered the man’s words but nodded anyway, and blew out a shaky breath as he was gently placed on the bed, more warmth spreading through him as he lay exposed and vulnerable to the Alpha.

He shuddered as the hand ran along his body, leaving a trail of static along his skin in its wake. Then he gave a low, needy moan as the fingers dipped inside him.

Nickov spread his legs a little to look at his hole. Damn he was wet, far deeper into his heat than he thought. He pushed a finger slowly inside that tight slickness with a groan, feeling him clench and hold the single digit before he settled more properly between his legs and instead replaced his hand with his tail to help prepare him, without his claws tearing up anything vital. He wriggled a couple inches of his smooth fifth appendage into him.

"Soon now" he assured Dorian, helping ease his ache by wrapping his now slick hand around the other man's cock and stroking him.

His face flushed as the finger prodded inside him, sending a ripple of electricity through his body. And while he couldn’t help a whine when the finger left him, he sucked in a breath as Nickov settled over him, his larger form overshadowing his own, then arched into him as the tail slid inside him, stretching his hole as it moved inside him.

Another moan rumbled from his throat, thick and rough, as he pushed himself in the other man’s hand, a quick and desperate motion.