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Alpha/Beta/Omega

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.
* 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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We won't be caught.

[He smiles up at him, but there's a hardness in his eyes. They won't, not if they're careful-- and he will be, if that's what it takes to keep seeing Arthur.]

And you can't deny the danger of it is a bit of an appeal as well.

It's only exciting if my neck is on the line, too—and it's not. [ this is said while trying to hide a grin. yes, there is a sort of… enticing edge to it all. similar to what he'd felt when involved with gwen, but more intense—there was more to lose here, if he and merlin were caught.

bonding with someone and having them die or leave was, supposedly, one of the worst emotional pains one could ever experience. even now, unbonded, arthur feels a slight twinge of fear at the possibility of merlin being beheaded.

he could not lose him—especially if he went through with this. ]

Will your medicine mask the scent of our bond? That you belong to me?

It . . . it ought to.

[He says that almost numbly, because-- well, he wants to be bonded to Arthur, yes, of course he does, his every instinct is screaming at him to tilt his head back and offer himself to Arthur-- and even he wants to, beyond instinct, because he loves Arthur, he truly does--

--but it's one thing to fantasize about it, and another to have it presented as an option so readily.]

You mean to do it?

Not yet. [ he responds almost too quickly for his liking. he doesn't want to seem insincere—like he's not actually considering bonding with the boy. ]

But I want to—and I will, in time. [ showing affection isn't one of his strong points, but he presses his face to merlin's neck in what he would deny to be nuzzling. ]

Would you think less of me if I admitted that I'm anxious? [ speaking against merlin's skin ]

I'd think less of you if you pretended not to be.

[He noses against Arthur's hair, half to inhale his scent and half to simply cuddle.]

It's-- it's beyond dangerous. And something I don't think would be easy to hide. But if you want to, I do as well. You're--

[My other half, he wants to say, but Arthur won't appreciate such intensity right now.]

It feels right.

[ it would be so easy to bond with merlin in that moment. his mouth is already against the boy's neck—if he just bit down, hard enough to break the skin, it'd be done.

but it is dangerous, so there's the need to be cautious. ]

We have to be sure, then… that we both want this even when we're not— [ he moves his hips, and god, it's much easier than it had been before. it catches arthur slightly off guard, so he huffs out a small laugh that he hopes merlin doesn't catch is actually a light groan. ]

[His fingers tighten on Arthur's shoulders; Merlin closes his eyes tightly for a moment, trying to ignore the urge to roll his hips up.]

Y-yeah. That's a good idea. A-although there's no need to end it quite now.

[ arthur grins against merlin's skin and doesn't stop the movement of his hips—thrusting shortly, gently, into the smaller boy—teasing them both. ]

Told you omegas were needy little things. Always wanting more.

And you don't?

[He manages those words, sarcastic and biting, before moaning softly against Arthur's ear.]

Arthur--

[ arthur leans back enough to look at merlin's face, and he tilts the boy's head up with fingers under his chin. he manages to keep smirking, despite his own ministrations, and his thrusts continue to stay shallow and unfulfilling. ]

But alphas weren't made for this. [ he's on the verge of upsetting himself—there's a mean edge to the look on his face, and his fingers tighten unnecessarily. ]

Give an omega just a whiff of a competent alpha, and they'll present themselves without question.

[ his hips move faster and sharply—properly fucking merlin now, but it's crude when he doesn't really mean it to be. the pheromones are having him feel one thing, and then his own true emotions are having him feel something different. biology vs. the mind… an internal war. ]

N-not true--

[There are times when Arthur's superiority drives him mad, annoys and frustrates him-- but there are times when it undeniably turns him on, and god help him, this is one of those times. Merlin stares hazily up at him, eyes clouded with lust, hips jerking desperately as he tries to make those thrusts count.]

I haven't for years-- Arthur, please--

[ arthur loves how merlin's looking at him—the nearly lost look on his face. he bites down on his own bottom lip and fixes merlin with an intense, lust-filled gaze. god, just fuck it—he snaps his hips, every movement forward into the smaller boy being hard and jerky. it's a dominance-establishing act, an alpha-esque move. he wants merlin to know, to realize, that the only person he should ever submit to should be him. ]

Years, huh?

[ his voice is low and breathy—he tugs roughly at merlin's bottom lip with his thumb and leans in closer to breath against the boy's mouth, devour his breath. he's close enough to steal a kiss, but he keeps his thumb between them as a barrier. ]

Tell me about it. Tell me about your first heat—about really smelling an alpha for the first time. About wanting them in you so badly you cry and rut against your sheets. [ his words are punctuated with small pauses from the force of his thrusting, but he doesn't slow down. ] Was it that Will kid? Hm? Was he the first you ever wanted?

[ yeah, he's jealous—and yeah, he's taking out his feelings on merlin's body… but he's allowed to be upset. he's a prince. ]

[Oh. This has taken a bit of a nasty turn-- god knows he doesn't want to think of Will, especially not now. Merlin's distracted enough, god knows-- he lets slip another moan, desperate and low, and arches his back up-- only to him, yes, only his, there's no one he'd ever want more--]

I've-- nn-- I've done that to you-- to the thought of you, I used to jerk off, to f-fuck myself with my fingers and pretend it was you--

[There. True enough, and it ought to divert his attention from Will (and he is right, it was Will, but Arthur doesn't need to know that).]

[ arthur's still upset that merlin had associated with a sorcerer, but he's even more upset where his imagination takes him—to stolen first kisses in their youth, to merlin's first heat and who he spent that time thinking about—

but then he's distracted by the present. merlin speaks and strokes his ego, calming the alpha in him down and he lets out a groan—doesn't hold it back—allows the boy to hear how he's affecting him. he imagines merlin in his room, fingering himself, trying to stay quiet so that gaius doesn't hear him—

arthur fucks the boy like he's trying to rip him in half, or at least fill him so deeply that merlin won't ever feel empty. he's a perfect, snug warmth around arthur's cock, and he lets out a laugh against merlin's mouth—no, he's not angry anymore. ]

God— [ he kisses merlin fully with a smile on his lips. ] —how are you still so fucking tight? [ another kiss, and he moans softly into merlin's mouth. ] You omegas are just—unreal. Perfect. God, so good—

Arthur--

[His hips are moving more savagely now, snapping again and again until Merlin feels as if he might honestly yell from the sharp pain and overwhelming pleasure of it all-- that is, if he doesn't break first, shattering into little pieces, simply too overcome with the sheer need he feels.]

I h-hate--

[Another moan, louder than the others.]

You're-- t-too good, 's not g-good for your ego--

[ arthur swallows the last of merlin's words with his mouth—kissing the other boy deeply and with a lot more feeling than he'd normally intend to use. he tongues past merlin's lips, needing to taste him, before he pulls away with a grin ]

Is that a request to change things up a bit? [ as he speaks, he slows down the speed of his hips—each thrust now long, deep, and precise. he isn't going slowly, per se, but it's nowhere near as fast as he'd been going before. at this speed he can almost feel when each inch of his cock sinks into merlin's body—he can control how shallow or how far each snap of his hips takes him. it's nice, in a way. ]

[He arches his back, his jaw dropping as he pushes up against Arthur, meeting him just as slowly. He'd thought nothing could be better than Arthur going at him like that, but this is somehow better-- slow and intense enough that he can feel every inch of Arthur as he pushes in, as he fills him and fucks him. It's enough to make his toes curl, to make him moan desperately--]

Please--

[Please what? Please don't stop, please keep going, please please please, and he whimpers out the word, momentarily far too distracted to reply with his usual wit.]

[ he presses their foreheads together—his own damp with sweat that clings to his bangs. he switches between watching merlin and squeezing his eyes shut; his abdomen feels tight and hot and he knows he won't hold out for much longer.

a hand moves to squeeze merlin's hip before traveling over the boy's stomach to eventually palm over his cock. he doesn't grab it though—just fingers over it teasingly and wipes at the precome forming at the head with his thumb. ]

Tell—ah—tell me how it feels. Having me in you. Tell me.

Arthur!

[It's a yell, though his voice is strangled and rough-- teasing, he can't take teasing, he's too out of his head with pleasure to be teased even a little.]

It's-- it's good, Arthur, don't, please don't--

Shhh... [ he coos and continues to touch merlin idly—still keeping up the determined pace of his thrusts. he's getting off on merlin's reactions more than he is to actually fucking the boy (but it's not a bad thing).

finally there's a situation where merlin's constant blabbering is a good thing. who knew. ]

[And suddenly the pleasure of Arthur's thrusts is a torment; every push sends a bolt of arousal straight to his cock and he can't do a damn thing about it. It's an omega's nature to submit, to follow where Arthur leads, and so Merlin's first reaction is to keep his hands still, letting Arthur do what he wants (and he likes the teasing, he does, but his body and his mind are two different creatures).]

Arthur, Arthur, please don't, that's not enough, you know it's not, Arthur--

[He's talking like the idiot his friend always claims he is; babbled pleas interspersed with whimpers and whines.]

[ there's a laugh; he can't help it. his heart feels light at the sound of merlin's pleas—fluttering with affection. he could spend eternity listening to the boy say his name like that—needing him in this way.

and only him. always only him. ]

Shh, I know—I know— [ he finally stops the teasing, his hand closing around merlin's cock and tugging at it slowly and firmly. it's almost a bit too hard to multitask—to fuck the boy while touching him—but arthur manages it. ]

God, you— [ he laughs again, nervous, and there's no humor this time ] You don't even understand, how much—how I want to just, lock you—away. Away from everyone. [ the hand still at merlin's face drops down to lightly grip his throat. he might be thinking about will again (he is), and it makes him angry, infuriated. not at merlin, but it's hard to channel those emotions elsewhere.

so his thrusts become a little rougher—harder. he doesn't speed up; there's just more power put into his movements. ]

Arthur--

[What's meant as a warning comes out as another moan, low and dirty, and Merlin has to close his eyes as he pushes his hips to meet Arthur's thrusts.]

Y-you know I'm yours-- always yours--

Only mine. [ it's harsh, a growl of a sound, because it's important that this point is made. he can't bond with merlin, not now, but he wants the boy to know that it'll be as if they'd gone through with it. and arthur will be good on his end; there wasn't anyone he wanted as much as the boy, anyways. ]

Y-yeah--

[He can't do much more than gaspingly agree right now-- but he does mean it, because there's no one who lights up his life like Arthur, who's more important, who inspires such a complicated array of feelings in him. No one else could possibly interest him; Merlin knows that without having to think.

And now he's approaching his second orgasm, but he fights off the feeling, not wanting it to end just yet-- more, he wants more, but Arthur's hand is quick and sure and soon Merlin is whining urgently, his back arching as he pushes up--]

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