You were scared, at first, to hear and learn that your Alpha had inhibited empathy, did this mean he was dangerous? Was he a risk? Could he experience his own emotions?
It was silly, thinking he couldn't, really, but you'd never encountered anyone who openly had no issue talking about their lowered empathy for others, but your Alpha wasn't shy about it. He'd told you, more than once, and that in of itself was intoxicating for you.
He didn't care about other people's feelings, what they experienced, except you. He wanted you to to feel good. He wanted you to be so deeply pleasured that you were putty in his hands. He wanted you sobbing with pleasure and purring and bred full.
It was always methodical, when he warmed you up, his gaze so intense as he fingered you open, his fingers brushing over your cervix and a small growl leaving him when your sweet cunt clenched down on him. His eyes were dark and burned as you writhed and whimpered for him, despite how hard it was for you to be open with your sounds.
His thick, swollen cock always seemed to press into you so carefully, after he'd made a point to force your little omega cock to 'make out' with his swollen, dripping Alpha cock. He loved smearing his precum over it, because then your little dick would be scent marked with his potent cum, as well as the rest of you. He said something about ensuring that it knew who you belonged to.
His cock was always searing hot as it began to press deeper into you than any previous boyfriend had even come close to, and you'd always feel the tip smooch your cervix, pressing slow and deep into you once more, when his body started moving faster and harder, he was always just staring at your face, obsessed with watching you.
Watching the way your eyes rolled back when your cervix was forced open, watching the way you arched up and tried to chase each moment, watching when your brows squeezed together to tell him you were about to cum.
That, you realised, was his favourite. The way you look as you cum was something more he was obsessed with. Besotted by.
His second favourite was the feeling of cumming inside your womb, feeling your cervix gripping the tip of his Alpha cock and forcing load after thick load into it. His knot felt good, though.
Like it was pressing against every part of your body that needed him.
And he was so loyal to making you feel good. You always, always came first.
He cared about nothing, and nobody except you, you were his only focus. And what an Alpha to have that focus from.
i've been teasing my Omega all day at work and we've sent each other horny photos and voice notes, all so it can culminate in me fucking him crazy style next week
i just want to sink my teeth into you, feel the give of your flesh and taste the copper of your blood. mark you so you know exactly who you belong to for the rest of your life.
every time i see you even look at another person i just want to rip their throat out and fuck you till you cry. fuck you till you break, over and over again.
you are nothing without me, pet. and i'm nothing without you. that's why we work so well together :) because you understand that you're mine and i'm yours.
you're all mine, pet. is that so hard for you to grasp?
i make such a nice fleshlight. im always wet so im ready to use 24/7. i make cute little noises when you stretch me out. my hole is ridiculously tight and loves to be filled balls deep. you can breed me all night or abuse my stupid clit or fold me into a pretzel, whatever you and your cock desire 😋
I really want to be forced down on my tummy pinned under their body weight and fucked relentlessly for a long long long long time and also I want there to be a puddle of drool and tears on the sheets when they’re done with me
suddenly incredibly breedy. fuck. need to be held down by my wrists and fucking used. doesn't matter if i beg you to stop, all that matters is that i get filled with cum and take it nice and deep. don't let me avoid my purpose. i need to be knocked up.
Groping is just better when it's humiliating and disrespectful and hedonistic. Pushing you against a wall and covering your mouth while I grab at your chest. Forcefully spinning you around and bending you over so I can get a better grip on your ass. Pulling your hair to force your head back so I can wrap my hand around your neck. Slapping you across the face while I explore the inside of your thighs. Invading your personal space, stripping you of your dignity and autonomy, until you're my dumb, needy grope slut, begging me to use you.