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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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He closes his eyes as he nuzzled into Nickov’s palm.

“Both, in a way. Being an Omega had to be kept…pretty secret, for the sake of my family. That’s why I’ve been on suppressants for years. And they tried to encourage Alpha behaviors, hoping I might develop into one over time.”

Normally he’d feel more reluctant to share anything about himself. But the afterglow still encompassed him, loosening his mind and tongue a bit more.

“For...For years?” He gasped in disbelief. “You...you are not supposed be on suppressants like that.” He swallowed thickly, pressing a sweet kiss to the corner of the man’s lips.

“Even...even if you have to have your heat in private, you must have it once in awhile. No wonder you had such a reaction, your body was choking for relief.”

More feather kisses and he wrapped his arms as best he could around his poor Omega. After their mating, Nickov resolved to help him however he could.

Dorian couldn't help a surprised frown, even as his body continued to shiver under the Alpha's attention.

"I...I mean, I did experience my heat occasionally. Usually by myself, but only when it became too much." He tilted his head a little. "But our doctors told us it was safe..."

So then, had they been lying? Or...had his parents?

"My kin rarely take them so yours might have a different tolerance, but my understanding is that they should not be taken so much." he said. Maybe Dorian's kin were okay with taking them long-term, but years with no partner and only allowing himself to go into heat when it became too much seemed too cruel and rough.

Dorian's brow knitted together as he thought. "I...I couldn't really say much about other people, to be honest. My people are...I come from a smaller city that's difficult to get to...or leave from."

“Hmm...” Nickov tried to think more on it, but the smell and feel of his Omega was becoming overpowering again.

“We can talk about it later if you want to” he assured him with a soft kiss.

After another minute, he wriggled and popped his knot free of Dorian’s hole, which oozed thick black seed out and he spread the man’s thighs, admiring the beautiful sight.

His tail flicked, “You are so lovely dear one” he purred.

Dorian sucked in a breath as the knot came out with a wet pop, and he flushed a little as he felt the cooling seed leaking out of him.

He managed a small smile, his heart missing a beat under the Alpha's gaze and words. "Ah...Th-Thank you..."

Nickov smiled, teasing the rim of his stretched hole and pushing some of that seed back inside, fingering Dorian’s very slick entrance a little before leaning over him again.

He kissed him, slow and deep, settling close to him, his length pressed against the man’s inner thigh.

“How do you want to be taken next my dear?” He asked when they broke, bumping his nose against the other’s own.

A shiver ran through his body as the touch to his still tender hole, a whimper catching his his throat that was lost as Nickov kissed him.

He took in another breath, blinking surprised eyes up at him. "Next...?"

Wasn't his heat finished now?

“Oh...um, do you feel better, or still achy for more?” That was the shortest heat he’d ever encountered if so.

“Do your kin have a short heat cycle?” His could rut could last between three and five days roughly.

Dorian frowned once again. “I…I usually just go through it once, but…”

But maybe that had also been the suppressants? Or convincing himself to experience as little of a heat as possible? Because at the thought of a second round, another pulse of heat began thrumming through his body.

“…Oh. I guess…I-I wouldn’t mind…doing it again. But I don’t…I’m not really familiar with…”

His experience with sex in general was limited. Let alone other ways to be taken by an Alpha.

For an Omega who'd never been properly mated, one session being enough was rather odd. Maybe his kin experienced it burning hot, but the fire didn't last as long? Nickov wasn't even sure what Dorian was so he couldn't even begin to fathom how his cycles worked. Or why his family wanted to suppress what seemed like their only Omega in the line. Questions he'd likely never hear the answers to.

He tried to put it out of his mind and make Dorian feel good. Even if his cycle was over, at least they could still have some more fun, so long as the man held out and wanted to. He'd help him try to enjoy the evening after so many evenings spent alone and suppressed for what he was.

He smiled at the other's inexperience with sex and he pressed another kiss to his lips

"Want me to take you from behind?" he asked, nuzzling him with a purr.

A soft noise rose from his throat as he returned the kiss. Though a part of him was still a bit embarrassed about how needy he must seem, he couldn’t deny how nice it felt just being held, feeling wanted.

The words sent a shiver through him, another rush of heat, and he felt himself nod slightly.

Nickov smiled and nodded too, sitting up, using a blanket to clean up most of the mess he'd made between Dorian's legs before gently patting his thigh.

"Roll over, move up on your hands and knees. Let me see your lovely hole darling." his cock-which had barely softened in all their chatter, gave a twitch of excitement at being able to mate his Omega again. But with the big flash of need out of the way, he'd treat Dorian well first.

He shivered a little as Nickov cleaned him, and as he sat up the sight of the Alpha’s cock, still hard and ready to go, made his throat suddenly dry.

Turning over, he did as instructed and got onto his hands and knees, flushing as he presented his still dripping hole to the other man.

As Dorian shifted about, Nickov settled back, watching his Omega do as he asked. As he presented himself, he saw his hole clench and squeeze another dribble of the Alpha's seed out.

He cupped his balls, massaging the orbs gently before be leaned in, pressing a kiss to one lovely buttock, spreading it apart before diving in and pressing his tongue into Dorian's hole with a moan of desire. He didn't mind the taste of himself in the least, and Dorian's own slick was delicious too.

Dorian’s fingers tangled in the sheets under his hands, moaning softly at the gentle kneading, his own cock twitching back to life. He jumped slightly, sucking in a breath as the warm tongue pressed inside him, another flash of heat settling in his stomach.

“Ah…”

Nickov continued to the slow toying, letting go, withdrawing to watch them draw up before carefully pulling them back down, tonguing him again.

He lapped up the smear of slick and cum over the man's perineum and then lower still to give his balls some attention with his mouth. He was ever so careful. Sharp teeth and claws did not make a good combo with such delicate bits, but Nickov was practiced, and knew how to avoid making Dorian a new pincushion.

Sucking on one orb, he moaned around it before giving the other the same treatment, ears pricked, listening to the Omega's noises with great delight.

Dorian gasped, his breath ragged under Nickov’s attention to his balls. His body trembled, his arms feeling weak until he felt his upper half lower to the bed.

The complete submissive position by the other man made Nickov thrum deeply and his tongue returned to eating Dorian out for a bit more.

But soon his ache grew too much to ignore, cock drooling between his own thighs, twitching to bury inside the other man. He moved to stand on his knees behind Dorian.

“I am going to go a bit rougher this time if that is okay. If it is too much, tell me stop” he said, caressing the man’s ass and lower back, his cock nestled between his cheeks but not entering yet, waiting for Dorian’s confirmation or otherwise.

There was a soft whimper at the loss of touch before he felt Nickov move closer behind him, and another shiver as he felt the hard cock between his cheeks. Swallowing thickly, he nodded.

“O…Okay. I…I trust you.”

A part of him wondered about putting such trust in someone, still virtually a stranger. But the man had taken such care of him so far, and he had yet to regret placing himself in his hands.

His tail came around and gave the other’s hand a reassuring squeeze, warm and powerful, but so gentle with the Omega.

Guiding his cock back to his winking hole, Nickov pushed back into Dorian with a deep groan, ears flicking back at the sensation of being engulfed again.

“Yes...oh you feel just as good around me as before...” he breathed, sliding in to the hilt, buried to the sheath in one smooth push. The new position allowed him to get a bit deeper too.

Dorian gripped at the tail, his low moan rising in pitch as Nickov entered him again, his body easily accommodating and forming around the Alpha’s cock, sending more heat sparking through his nerves. He couldn’t help rocking his hips back, unable to stop the mewling sounds he made as the other man buried deeper into him.

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The Valcovlian settled close, flush against the other man as he leaned over and pressed kisses against his back and shoulders. Holding onto the man’s hip with one hand, the other wrapped around his middle.

He dragged himself out, inch by thick slow inch and then snapped his hips with a groan in Dorian’s ear, thrust back inside all the way.

“Oh yes...” he sighed, taking up that pace, which quickened quickly, the slap of his heavy balls against the man’s backside added to their vocal noises of pleasure. Properly mounting his Omega now.

Dorian’s body tensed, a sharp moan catching his breath as the other man thrust back into him. Warmth pooled in him again, and it was like a switched was flipped, as he rocked his hips in time, trying to bring the Alpha even deeper with a wanton cry.