#beta grace

[icarusredwings]

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Simon's Heats are... not as expected..

He's a menace to society. Grace.

Ft. His Xenonite prosthetic

[icarusredwings]

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Beta Grace.

Omega (mind the TW)

It was requested to know how each Grace would help simon, so here ya go.

Note: This was not triggered by Grace specifically, but he is a large factor. He would have had this happen with or without Grace the second his body wasn't in fight or flight anymore. This current Situation (TM) as someone called it, is about Simons first (and probably last) heat. Omegas his age (around 50) with his levels ussually naturally stop having heats so it only really emphasizes his good breeding genetics. Eden doesn't let just anyone be mates and reproduce. The majority were forbidden. You had to have a mix of extreme subservience and practically give your baby up to Eden (-and trust they wouldn't just straight up sacrifice them) and have good, strong health genetics. If Eden had found out Simon is an Omega, they would have assigned him an Alpha and probably approved him, marking him at least grade B stock.

Note 2: Ryland is Aroace. They're mates in a non-traditional sense, Simon is Ace but not repulsed. If anything, Grace is grateful this started in a safe place, but now has more scars forming.

Beta Grace, having had to deal with this his entire life back on Earth, is a little more prepared and is able to help Simon much more than the other two probably. He's quick to notice the odd "playing" as foreplay, especially because he kept biting his neck. Simon had subconsiously wanted Grace to mark him. Grace has never been good at all that. He didn't have all those hormones, and thank god for that. He's seen the distress play out differently among his peers. Some cried, some tried to fuck anyone around them, some locked themsleves in their homes until it was over. Honestly, Grace had thought if anything Simon would be an Alpha from how aggressive and defensive he had been, but alphas absolutely did *not* roll around in bed with their legs spread like that. The glossy look of his eyes also kind of confirmed it. But it came with an ignorance. As if he wasn't even aware of what he was doing. On Earth, an omega trying to mark a beta was such a taboo. Sure, there's news of Omegas marking their Alphas back. But not betas. For most of his life he has been a designated comforter. But this was way different. Everything he tried, Simon just wanted to hunt him like some creature.

He's tried everything.. well.. almost. He was not doing *that*. Even if he wanted to, He didn't talk with him before this. It would just feel wrong.

From his findings, he noted that Simon needed more food, bringing him more me-at as it seemed to calm him for a couple minutes at least. He has found him in a tree a couple of times, either trying to stalk him or sleeping like a leopard. "I-.. what?? How did you even get up there? You know youre like- 50 right? How do you have the energy for this!?" He'd yelled up, which was a mistake because then- with that same energy- he was chased across the beach, tackled and attempted to be marked again.

Have you ever tried to run from a pissed off, uncomfortable creature almost double your mass with a cane? In sand and rocks?? Yeah.. not fun. His knees hurt. Though, it was seriously impressive. He's heard of Omegas getting energy bursts for mating during their heats, but this was.. intense.. Esspecially because before this, he had the essence of a lazy tom cat.

It was almost like Simon was so undereducated on the topic that he didn't even know he was supposed to be trying to mount him at the very least. But he didn't. Not once. He would wrestle him to the floor, bite him, growl in frustration, let go with a purr, and then trott off all proud like he killed prey.

He has tried nesting with him in the house. Piling all the blankets up, laying in it and encouraging Simon to start the behavior but he didn't seem that interested. He seemed more interested in laying on top of him and sleeping like that. "No- you're supposed to move stuff around to make it comfy and then rest. Youve been running non stop, you need real sleep. Not in a tree." He told him, but Simon didn't seem to care about words at the moment.

The only ways Grace could get relief was by going swimming or locking the house up so Simon couldn't get in. And even then the second he got out he was attacked. Grace has tried trying to "attack" him back to see what would happen, and it only made Simon MORE excited to bite and wrestle. That plan failed harder then his last Valentines day date.

"Staring at me through the window like you're going to eat my organs is a terrible way to convince me to let you in, by the way... just sayin.." Grace had said, trying to find a correct formula to use what he had to make blockers from scratch. Surprisingly, it was easier than he would have guessed. Honestly, it made him mad about how long and how expensive Earths pharmacy had made it. Countless times, he has heard of his omega friends missing a couple of doses because of it.

Until it cured and he was able to proof it, he had to figure out a way to subdue him without getting any more blood bitten out of him.. Grace grunts, not liking the idea he had.

This time, when Simon tried to wrestle with him, Grace pinned him to the floor of the nest, into the blankets as he hovered with his arms and legs on either side of him. "Ugh.. God, this is awkward.. Sorry- sorry, Yep I know- Sorry." He says, using his hand to grip the back of his neck, pushing him down further. Simon had squirmed, making a big fussy growl but Grace only pinched harder, trying to keep him down, trying to get temporary relief to kick in.

"Aannnndd that should do it." He says, quickly letting go and shifting away. "Better?"

No, it wasn't what he wanted, but he read somewhere that this helped slightly. Even though no teeth were invovled, Simon seemed.. Happy. He had rag dolled that last second, confused of what just happened but coming onto his back, he purred, squirming more playfully rather then from discomfort. Like a dog itching their back in some grass.

Stimulating a bite had actually calmed him significantly, finally- FINALLY starting to nest, shifting some items around before collasping into the middle with a happy sigh.

"Oh my god.. I can't believe that worked.."

Only took a whole week of trying to rip his face off to make working blockers. And then what followed a very- VERY irritating conversation surrounding misinformation, purposful undereducation, some extremely awkward reproduction talks, a couple diagrams, therapeutic explanations, and the agreement for a shot once a month.

Simon had never been more embarrassed in his life, curling up and dying a little.

"You don't.. have.. to take them if you dont want too.. theres not any Alphas here. I know they can make you feel nauseous and uncomfortable.. I could probably endure a bit more biting if.. if you really dont want too-"

"NO- I mean.. its fine.. I still cant believe I did that...I chased you? Across the whole beach? Even with your leg?"

"Several times. You jumped on me from a tree. I think I fractured a rib."

"Mmmhh.... Im so sorry, Ryland.. I.. like I said, I've never had those before. And to be honest, I'm glad I don't have to ever again... God.. I made a fucking fool of myself!"

"Yeah.. you did. But the pebbles thought it was hilarious and its good to know if you ever do go insane you wont actually eat me."

Simon shoves him over, grunting and pouts, crossing his arms. "Shut up! Or I just might!"

Grace giggles, sitting back up. "Naahh. You had plenty of chances."