Alpha!Fu x OmegaFem!reader
A lot of angst with a bit of smut and a happy ending
Maybe a bit OOC? Hopefully not.
Basically a fanfic based off this post of me justifying why Fu would be an alpha
This is my very first fanfiction that I have ever wrote and finished. I have been trying on and off since last December but I kept on nuking all of my projects before I could finish. I'm really proud of this so I hope you enjoy. ❤️
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You're an omega. And you love that part of yourself, you accept yourself for who you are, but what you don't like are the stereotypes associated with it. People expect you to be weak, horny, docile, cute fuckable objects. And that doesn't only come from alphas and betas, they also come from fellow omegas too.
You've got tired of proving to everyone you meet that you were more than your secondary gender. Maybe that's why you fell in love with Fu. He instantly saw you for the bad ass you are, and that was before he even saw you fight. You're almost convinced Fu has a sixth sense when it comes to identifying strong people for him to ask orders from, but nevertheless you still felt seen by him.
You love him, and after an embarrassing confession in which you had to confess your feelings after you had forgotten to wear your scent patches and Fu could smell the want and desire from your pheromones causing him to admit that he reciprocates your feelings, you knew he likes you too.
And yet Fu has never mated with you, he had never slept with you and it started to become concerning. You thought he wanted to take it slow and you respected that. But Fu doesn't even call for you when he's in his rut, especially when he's in his rut. He just locks himself in his room and doesn't come out until it's over.
And it hurts. You love him and you're trying to respect his boundaries, but you can't help but feel unneeded, maybe even neglected. When you're in heat, all Fu does is snuggle with you and remind you to take your suppressant, but sometimes you don't want to take your suppressant. Sometimes you just want him on top of you, moaning and whining as he looks at you with half lidded eyes, sweat dripping from his chin onto his chest as he fucks you with as much desire as you have for him.
And you wouldn't be lying if you said you had more than one dream of him finally claiming you, of him biting into your scent gland as you bite into his. But you barely even know what his pheromone smells like as Fu always wears scent patches.
You try to reason with yourself, stating that Fu’s shy. He hasn't taken the first step because he probably doesn't know how to take the first step, and that you should show him the way. Yes, that's it, you can just take the first step and show him the way.
That's how you ended up watching a movie on the floor of Fu’s room, with your beloved raccoon of a boyfriend. You were sitting next to him probably 3 inches apart. Slowly but discreetly you got closer, trying to not make your actions obvious. Fu had his eyes on the screen, but with a hand you cupped his cheek slowly moving his attention to you. Leaning in for a kiss, Fu hummed as he leaned in as well, giving you a quick peck on the lips as he diverted his attention back to the movie.
Yet, that wasn't enough for you, holding his face in place, you peppered kisses from his cheek to his neck all the way to his covered scent gland. However Fu pulled back looking at you with a face filled with fear, crawling back making distance between you both.
And that was it. That was your limit, you reached your breaking point. To you Fu’s face of fear looked like a face full of disgust, to you him moving back was him not wanting to be with you. Your eyes started to swell as tears rolled down your cheek, as you started to hyperventilate and wail in sorrow.
Fu try to comfort you, reaching out a hand but you slapped it away, looking at him with rage, longing and heartbreak.
“why, why do you not love me?” You uttered your voice sounding a little broken.
“Bullshit, then why do you not touch me?”
“No, you don't! NO, YOU DON'T!!! You hold my hand, you hug me and you cuddle me if I'm lucky but you do not touch me. You do not caress me, you do not kiss me with passion longer than half a second, you do not make me feel desired.”
You got up, standing on weak legs as you peeled off your scent patch, making sure Fu smelt just how intense you felt. Your usual sticky honey and vanilla scent smelling more like burnt sugar and rotting, bitter vanilla. Walking towards the door you turned around making one last comment
“God, I spent so long begging to find someone that loves me instead of lusts for me, and here I am loved wishing to be lusted after”
With that you closed the door in a rather polite way before rushing and locking yourself in your room. You were screaming silent screams as tears still continued to fall. You are tired, angry, mournful and yet all you wanted to do is be with Fu.
Even though he's the reason why emotionally you feel like you've been run over by a truck, you still wanted him, you needed him. A feeling of clinginess and want overcame you, as looking down you realised you started your heat as you're slick soaked through your panties and trousers.
Of all the times to get your heat, did it have to be now? Wiping away your tears to the best of your abilities, you slowly peeled off your bottom layers as you laid on your bed in the fetal position, half bare. Reaching for your drawer, you pulled out your vibrator slowly working on yourself as you tried to get some relief. It barely took the edge off but it had to do as slowly you drifted off to sleep.
Fu on the other hand was still in his room, unmoving with shock as he tried but failed to processed what just happened. Tears started rowing down his cheek as Fu came to the conclusion that he fucked up. He adores you, he treasures you, he thought everything was going well. But as he smelt your pheromone in the air proof that he hurt you, he didn't know what to do. He lied down on the cold floor, only having the strength to close the movie that was still playing, rocking himself as Fu too drifted off to sleep. He knew he had to fix this before he loses you for good.
The next morning you woke up with puffy eyes, a banging headache, still feeling horny, still feeling clingy, angry, sad, nauseous and a little bit anxious but at least you were rested. Getting out of bed, you slowly walked to the bathroom, washing away your tear streaks from your cheek, then brushing your teeth. Your head throbbed because of dehydration, luckily you've had a bottle of water and as you chugged it down you heard a knock at the door. It was quiet and meek but still audible.
“Who is it?” You asked with a groggy voice, yet you already knew the answer.
“It's me, F-Fu. C-can I come in”
You were reluctant. A part of you wanted to reject him coldly. But you decided against it, letting him in.
“What is it?” you said rather bluntly, sitting on your bed still not wearing anything from the waist down.
“I-I need to t-talk to you” Fu stuttered, fidgeting with his hands. You noticed his red puffy eyes, realising he also cried himself to sleep.
So you sighed, softening your demeanour as you patted the space next to you. Fu sat on your bed, hands in his lap, his head facing down. He tried to speak, stuttering the word I over and over again. Stop him, touching his chin softly with your fingers as you lifted his head to face you.
“If you're gonna speak, please look at me”
Fu gave a small nod, taking a deep breath. Looking up at you, he explained how when he experienced his first rut, he ended up raging, destroying a lot of things and hurting a lot of people. How he was reluctant to be intimate with you because he was scared of raging again and hurting you. How he hated the fact that he's an alpha and that it's in his nature to be aggressive. But also how he doesn't want to lose you because he does love you.
It was overwhelming for him as Fu started to cry again this time more small and silent. After hearing all that any bitterness in your heart melted away, holding his cheek you tried to comfort him, wiping away his tears.
“I'm s-sorry, I ne-neglected you. I thought you were content and that I had m-more time before I had to tell you all this.”
“Fu you have to be honest with me from the beginning, you shouldn't postpone these kind of things”
“I know that n-now, and I'm just so so sorry, so please don't leave me”
The statement shocks you a little as you squeeze his cheek, looking straight into his eyes “What? Noooo! Fu darling, I'm not leaving you. I want to still be with you.”
“Yes! You big dummy, I still want to be with you, just you”
Fu hugs you tightly as he melts against you. Stuffing his face in your breast only to look up and say
“And I promised to be more intimate with you.”
“Is that so?” you chuckle as you gently stroked his soft white and red hair.
You were only teasing, not expecting much but next thing you know Fu was pulling you into a long passionate kiss. His lips were soft but firm as he led the kiss, a bit excessive, a bit clumsy but yet so ernest.
He didn't give you a chance to breathe so when he finally pulled away, you were dazed and a little lightheaded as you felt your heat come at you like a speeding train. Fu peeled off his scent patch before guiding your face into his neck, smothering you with his scent, and oh did your brain go blank. He smelled like amber and oud, and the intimacy you always dream of. You felt goosebumps rise on your skin as your slick started to pool in between your legs. Pressing your thighs together, you tried to get some friction and Fu must have noticed because before you could protest, he was already on his knees spreading your legs wide open
“F-Fu, n-no its all right”
“Not at all” Fu said, licking your labia apart before circling his tongue on your clitoris. For a guy that never went down on a girl, he sure was a natural, savouring your taste like it was fine wine. “Who am I to deny your pleasure while you're in heat, making a mess?”
You tried to continue your protest until Fu started lightly sucking on your clit, causing a moan ripped out of your throat and ungodly pleasure ripple through your body. You are on the edge and all you could do was beg Fu to slow down. All he said was a quick “no” before pulling you in closer, sinking his fingers into your plush thighs and speeding up. Only until you finally orgasm, breathless, shaking and satisfied did Fu pull away, his mouth and chin covered in your release.
Fu ended up holding you, easing you as you came down from your high. You assured Fu that that was enough for today and he didn't need to push himself. He nods silently as he peppered kisses along your neck, rubbing his face on your scent glands.
Fu slowly but surely accepted his alpha side while keeping his promise to be more intimate with you, and you couldn't be more happier.
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Did I make Fu's scent amber and oud because that's the scent of my deodorant? Yes
After writing the scene where I stated what his pheromone smelled like, did I put a bunch of deodorant on so I can smell like Fu? Yes
I don't know if I want to make a continuation or not. I wanted to actually add more but it wasn't blending well so instead I decided to cut the additional parts and end it here.
It was basically Fu pulling you into his room as you walked by. He's in the midst of his rut, very possessive and needy. You help him through his rut while also having your heat triggered in the process and then fu basically claims you as his mate, marking you.
It was gonna be somewhat fluffy but heavy on the smut
Let me know if you want me to continue
Also, if you have genuine questions about the story, like how did they meet or clarifications on any of the scenes, ask me and I'll answer. 
But all that aside, I just have one more thing to say, and that is...
✨❤️✨❤️Thank you for reading ❤️✨❤️✨
