Janka Omegaverse (Unfinished)
Working on for a while but I think I've reached my limit for the time being. So y'all enjoy what wrote down so far:
Jabber groaned as he sat up from being thrown out in the middle of nowhere. Grabbing the bag that tossed with him, he started to feel a bit more at ease as Mankira was finally back in its rightful place. Settling his bag on his back as he activates the rings to its basic form so he could poison himself with a suppressant cocktail he made for times like this. He admired Zodyl but damn did Jabber hated the fact that he wouldn't mate with him. Having the boss man carrying their offspring would be a sight to see and they would be strong as hell too! A long sigh left his body as he deactivated Mankira. He sat there for a while until the suppressants kicked in.
Lazily getting up, Jabber walked aimlessly for what felt like hours until he caught a whiff of something.He stood in his tracks as he lifted his nose to air, taking a bigger whiff. Sandlewood, a scent that nearly drove him mad, that could mean one thing. Zanka was somewhere near and more importantly, he was in heat. The alpha happily swayed as he let his instincts take over to find the source of this new loving scent. He ended up standing in front of an abandoned building. Despite it looking small, it was still two stories tall. Like it was a small shop of some sort at one point. This guess was confirmed when Jabber slid the door open, closing it once full inside. Following the scent again, he was able to find a set of stairs. Wondering if this was Zanka’s personal nesting spot as he slowly noticed that this place looked a bit lived in. Finally standing in front of a door that Zanka’s smell was spilling out from, Jabber had to try his best not to drool when carefully opening the door. Shocked when he saw the room was empty, clearly it was Zanka’s, but where the fuck was omega himself? Next thing the alpha knew, he was pinned against the wall, a familiar staff surrounding his throat.
“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND THIS PLACE!?” The omega yelled.
“Glad to see you too.” Jabber laughed. “Just happened to be nearby. Walking around, until that lovely scent of yours instantly grabbed my attention.”
Zanka wanted to kill the raider right then and there, but, for one thing, he didn't want to ruin the walls. Taking the time to repair it or having to find a new place would be a hassle. The raider looked at him in confusion, and a hint of disappointment at the release. Zanka turned to walk to his makeshift nest, setting Aibo against the wall.
“And here I thought we were going to play. Fucking lame.” Jabber pouted. Zanka turned back around, about to give him an ear full but an unnerving feeling hit him before he could. He would have hit the ground if Jabber hadn't instantly caught him. Pheromones spewing out like crazy. Jabber was actually glad for once that suppressant cocktail hadn't worn off yet. It was the only reason he wasn't pinning Zanka down and claiming him. He helped the cleaner get into his nest. Taken aback when Zanka didn’t let him go. A mischievous smile appeared when he saw the flustered yet frustrated expression. No words needed to be said, the two started to kiss while undressing themselves.
The now makeout session was getting a bit sloppy as Jabber started frotting their penis’ with one hand. Stopping when he felt the both of them getting close. Raising up and admiring the omega’s body, cursing at his instincts for how great this man looks. He never really cared for them, at least not for his face anyway. Droopy and depressed eyes, and a permanent frown, even had an overbite. Dude looked like one of those weird flat faced cats. Jabber never understood how anyone could find those things cute. The thought transferred to Zanka's face as a result, but fuck did he look different now.
Those glowing sapphire eyes, filled with desperation, lust, and anger. The way he had one hand covering his mouth, that sorry ass of a mullet was loose and clinging to skin. It was giving a feeling jabber wasn’t sure of, the feeling got worse as his gaze finally wondered. The omega was extremely fit, totally opposite of what Jabber imagined. His uniform made him look slimmer and lanky. Damn, he really should’ve been aiming at his clothes if this was what was being hidden underneath. The omega flinched when the raider’s hands roamed up and down his body, squirming a bit as Jabber started tracing his abs, then his chest. Those cold rings of his didn’t help. A cute noise leaving his throat at the sensation of his nipples being pinched and fondled with.Breath shaking when the raider started to leave light kisses all over his chest. Yelped when Jabber licked and bit his nipple, kissing his way to do the same to the other. Zanka could barely see when Jabber raised up again. The poor omega’s eyes were filled with tears of embarrassment. Despite being in an obvious rut, Jabber’s expression softened, sending out his pheromones to sooth Zanka.Removing the hand covering Zanka’s mouth so he could have better access to gently lick and kiss the tears away.
