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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 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.

Nickov leaned down, kissing Dorian's throat as he stroked his pretty blue cock and flexed his tail inside him. Fortunately after one round he was pretty sure Dorian would be stretched and ready for him for the rest of his heat so it was worth taking the time to stretch and relax him for his cock.

"Little more..." he breathed, kissing him again and giving his length a squeeze too, thumbpad swiping over the head of his drooling length.

Dorian tilted his head a bit to give Nickov more access to his throat, not enough to fully present himself but for just more of the touch, more contact as his hands reached up to press against the firm, lithe chest above him.

“Please…” his breath skipping against Nickov’s lips, his hips bucking to press more into the hand around his length while also trying to draw more of the tail deeper into him. “Please, more…”

"Okay. Okay my dear one." he purred, smiling at how quickly he'd collapsed. Poor lovely, never treated right. He'd be sure to make the Omega's experience for his first real heat a wonderful one.

Withdrawing his tail, Nickov brought the tip to his lips and gave it a lick. Oh he was so delicious! He gave the man's hip a caress before settling more comfortably between his thighs, taking his own cock in hand now, fully unsheathed from the soft blue skin. He moaned at the touch and a dribble of black pre-cum oozed out. He wiped it up with his fingers and brought them to Dorian's lips to taste.

"It is all right. Here, have a little taste of your Alpha." he encouraged. Dorian would find it had a sickly sweetness to it amid his mate-to-be's own unique taste.

The words send a different kind of warmth through him, something fluttery settling in his chest. He had certainly fallen hard, the hormones taking a strong hold on him after being denied for so long.

His heart raced as Nickov settled more of his weight on top of him, but it was comforting…like a secure structure that was meant to protect him.

So he didn’t hesitate to take the Alpha’s fingers into his mouth, moaning at the heady sweetness that made his head swim even further.

Nickov let Dorian suckle all he liked for a bit, "Yes dear like that..." he breathed, lining his cock up to Dorian's stretched entrance and slowly easing inside.

He was tight. He was so tight. So hot, he could feel the man's channel spread slowly for him. If he was just a little more far gone, he'd push quicker, but he had enough wit about him not to take him like a humping dog. Not just yet anyway.

"You feel so good around me Dorian, and I have not even gotten it all inside yet." he moaned, inch by inch his cock slid into him. His tail curled in the sheets.

He made sure Nickov’s fingers were cleaned before pulling back, just in time to suck in a sharp breath as the large, stiff member started pushing inside him.

With a stuttering cry he grabbed onto the man’s shoulders, needing to hold on to something as the thick cock spread him, feeling as if it was rearranging his insides to make room for itself. But even amidst all of it the Alpha’s words had his heart skipping, and he gave another soft sound in his throat.

About halfway, he leaned down, covering Dorian with his body and kissing him oh so gently. Careful he wasn't leaning on the man's hair, he settled his arms either side of his head.

"You are doing so well my dear, spreading so well for my cock, keep going, that is right...little more, take it all inside..." he encouraged, covering his lips and neck with kisses.

His tail moved from the sheets to wrap around one of the other's calves, the fifth appendage as powerful and muscular as a python, but held onto him so tenderly.

Dorian moaned softly into this kiss, his arms trapped between their bodies as Nickov rested over him. He could feel every inch of the throbbing cock pushing inside him, sending more waves of electricity coursing through his body.

The tail wrapped around his leg encouraged him to spread them further, opening himself up even more for the Alpha.

“There you go...oh yes...” he groaned, easing more of his length into Dorian when he spread himself more below him.

Then, his sheath was kissing the rim of his entrance. Every inch of him was inside.

“So good for me...” he moaned, kissing Dorian’s lips again, reaching down to bring the man’s hands up. “Touch me, touch me all you want.” He said. He caressed the other’s own chest and then down to his belly. So soft. He’d fill him good and deep soon.

“Talk to me dear...” he said, hoping this was as wonderful for him as it was for himself."

He shuddered once Nickov completely hilted inside him, and his legs then wrapped around the other man's waist, kissing him almost desperately as his hands slowly began to roam the expanse of the man's chest once encouraged to do so.

"Full...so full..." Dorian murmured against his lips, and though his voice was a bit strained from the effort, there was also a note of relief in it.