#cod pack 141

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Omega!Reader trying to bond with pack!141 through grooming.

It’s obvious, but Johnny and Gaz fall into this much easier. Soap is a fellow Omega, so he gets the urge you’re having. Gaz is a beta, and while his instincts are a bit different, he’s completely fine with being cared for this way. Soap likes it best when you play with his hair. He might not let you shave him, he insists that it’s an art that is incredibly difficult to master Gaz is rolling his eyes the entire time. But Johnny wants you to oil his hair, play with the strands, deep condition them. Soap is the first to complain about the size of the showers cause how is he supposed to be lovingly scrubbed by your hands if the bathrooms are the size of a tiny closet? Even if he complains, it doesn’t stop him from wanting to bathe with you. Especially early in the morning when you’re both a little drowsy and the water is still hot, he can lock his arms around you and lay his face in your neck, pressing lazy kisses to your gland. It makes your scent fill the steamy room, like a sauna specifically made for him.

Gaz is in a similar boat. Grease his scalp, help detangle his hair. He likes that you keep products specifically for his hair type. He ultimately prefers lying with his head in your lap, or with you straddling his thighs, gently working lotion into his face with the tips of your fingers. He likes doing face masks with you, as long as they aren’t the pulling kind. Enjoys you gently spreading the paste over his cheeks, and you always peck his lips afterwards. However long the masks take, he simply sits with you. He likes that afterwards you’ll use a warm cloth to gently wipe it all away until his skin is clean. Kyle doesn’t really feel the need to steal your time or attention, but he willingly admits that he would bite someone if they tried to interrupt this time with you. Kyle is constantly moving, so it’s more than nice to have his pretty omega fretting over him and ensuring his comfort. When you both are finished, you’ll rub your face against his and purr so sweetly and he would do anything to get to have this all the time.

John takes a bit more convincing. He’s a busy man, and while he gets what you’re trying to do, he has trouble wiggling the time in for extensive spa treatments. At first it’s simply being around while he gets ready. Sitting on the toilet lid while he goes through his routine, or sprawled in his bed while he gets dressed. Eventually, you can start to help once you notice the rhythm, buttoning up his shirts, helping tuck them in. Pulling him around by his belt to steal kisses while you fix his collar. Though John’s absolute favorite is when he sits you on the sink and you help him trim his beard. Your hands are firm and gentle, moving in steady motions, pulling the skin taught before swiping the razor. It’s quiet and almost reverent. And when you’re done, aftershave applied and items cleaned and put away, you’ll just press against his jaw and neck. Maybe he can spare a few minutes.

Simon is probably the hardest one to bond with in this way. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but some days are harder than others to have so much direct attention layered on him from his pack. It starts small. Simply ensuring his gear is in place, gently pulling his mask to cover his skin, maybe scenting an item of his clothing so he can have you with him all day. Peeling his gloves off to rub lotion into his hands when you both are sitting together, massaging the muscle until it twitches and relaxes. Sliding your hand under his mask to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. They seem like smaller gestures, but it’s in the way Ghost will lean into you and allow you to continue. How he searches you out when he’s had a long day. Eventually he’ll end up splayed across your body, and he swears he’s not asleep, but you’d beg to differ with his air horn snoring.

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Reassurance

Summary: Poly!141 x Omega!Reader oneshot. Your first heat with your new pack is on the horizon and you are anxious. Fluff.

You’re the newest addition to Pack 141. You’re settling well into the new dynamics of their, your, pack. It’s a learning experience for each of you and for the most part, it’s a fun one. Finding new ways to fit into each other’s schedules and even more fun ways to annoy each other. They are yours just as much as you are theirs.

But being in a new pack brings many conversations and one of them is about your upcoming heat. It was bound to happen at some point, even if you were on suppressants it doesn’t negate the heat entirely.

It’s a nervewracking situation, and to try and make it easy you spit it out over a late dinner, the TV on as background noise.

“I don’t want you to fuck me during my heat.”

After Soap nearly shoots beer out of his nose, there’s a brief moment of silence among the pack. It’s clear it’s making you anxious with the way you begin to fold into yourself, an unsteady whine building in the back of your throat. You want to bolt, to suck the words back in. Your scent becomes acrid, like chlorine.

Gaz is the best at this sort of thing and makes a small rumbling sound to settle you. His socked foot reaches out to rub your ankle.

“Alright.” It’s John who finally answers and his voice is easy and certain. No disappointment and no guilting. His words help the rest of the pack settle back in.

“Aye, nothing wrong with that. Si hides out in the shed for his ruts.” Johnny jerks a thumb at Simon who gives him an unimpressed look. Ghost shoots a pea at Johnny’s skull, the younger beta barking indignantly at his alpha.

The return to normalcy helps you settle. You lean back into the couch instead looking as if you were going to bolt. You take a sip of your drink, clearing your throat as your scent eases.

“I’m not opposed to it happening in the future, this is just… new. I want a chance to get used to you guys when I feel that way.”

“Then what do you want us to do for your heat?” Gaz finally asks as he puts his empty plate on the coffee table. He leans back and nuzzles his nose into your shoulder. There’s no expectation in his question, simply trying to understand where you’re at.

You find yourself blanking for a moment. You hadn’t really thought of what you did want, only what you absolutely didn’t want to happen.

“Well… normally I’m mostly sleepy. I’d like you to stay with me in my nest- if that’s what you want.” You quickly try to give them an out. You had been with mates and partners who weren’t interested in the idea of babysitting you during your heats. If they weren’t getting their knots wet then they weren’t sticking around.

But Gaz purrs at the idea, pushes his face beneath your chin. It makes you giggle as you fight to keep him from spilling your drink.

“We can do that. We can get a rotation going, so someone’s always with you.” John pipes up from his armchair, always the planner.

“What type of foods do you want? Probably those snacky things you like, right? Something easy when you wake up!” Johnny is already opening his phone to start making a grocery list. Simon leans over and offers ideas of things to prepare.

“We’ll need to get some more bedding.” Simon adds and Johnny is already nodding, his fingers running swiftly across the keyboard.

“Oh, I don’t know if I need more-“ You quiet down with the look Simon gives you.

“You need more.” He says simply and he won’t be told otherwise. “Add a heating pad, a big one.” Ghost commands and Johnny begins to ramble about one he saw in the store the other day that would be perfect.

John collects yours and Kyle’s dish as he gets up. But before he makes his exit to the kitchen he leans down to kiss the top of your head. You feel him nuzzle his nose and beard against your scalp.

“We got you pup, whatever you need.” He assured you before he goes to drop the dishes into the sink. It’s not his night for dish duty after all.

Kyle is still laying on you, your legs tangled up. He asks questions about what you want to happen. Johnny takes any comment and adds it straight to his notes. And Simon doesn’t allow you to bullshit them. If he determines you need it you will have it.

It settles the anxious pup in your chest. Like John said.

Your pack has you.

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Omega!Soap Finally Introducing Omega!Reader to Pack!141

This directly follows this little blurb. Let's begin.

"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, Si!" is the only thing Johnny can get out. He honestly should have expected this, he simply assumed he would get more than exactly two minutes into the evening before one of his mates tried something.

You're wide-eyed, looking up at Ghost with a mix of surprise and intrigue. And despite Soap's outburst, Ghost is still looming over you. You meet his eyes, dark and heavy, but there is nothing vulgar there, no leering or devious intent despite the words he had muttered. And you decide that you like him, as forward and unorthodox as he is. And when you breathe in his scent, something earthy, like petrichor and charcoal, it makes you smile. "You must be Simon, Johnny has told me a lot about you." You hum in response.

"'as he now?" Simon has already decided he likes you. You do not cower or lower your eyes when you look at him. And he can see the way your nostrils flare as you breathe him in, unapologetic and curious. Before you can hope to respond, Johnny is lifting a hand to knock against the giant's shoulder. "You can't just walk up on someone, you big bastard!" Soap complains, and Ghost gives a small grunt, his eyes flicking to the other omega who is decidedly not pleased with the behemoth of an alpha. "You said to be nice- this is me being nice." Simon answers blandly, getting a small giggle out of you, and his eyes snap back down to you. He doesn't even realize he's grumbling out a pleased sound. He likes how your scent flourishes with your laughter, how your eyes lighten. He won't say it aloud, but he decides that Johnny has made a good choice bringing you around.

While Simon and Johnny bicker, a new presence makes itself known at your side. "Ignore them, this is them flirting." A playful voice notes. And when you turn your head, you meet two more bodies. It's easy to distinguish them with the images you have made in your mind from Johnny's descriptions.

Gaz, Kyle, has an easy air about him. His eyes have a warmth to them, as if he has decided you are already a friend. He steps close and extends his arm to you, overturning his wrist so you could see the gland. When you lower your head to sniff at his inner wrist, it makes your chest warm. Cocoa butter and something citrusy, something fresh. "I'm Kyle, and this is Cap', John." He corrects himself with ease, nodding his head over his shoulder to the bear of a man that stands at his side. And John certainly embodies the title of Captain, its easy to see why he is the head of their pack. He's not bigger than Simon, but his presence is felt just as deeply. Even without the alpha offering his wrist for scenting, you can detect it. Tobacco, campfire smoke, evergreen trees in the winter. It's warm and eases the anxiety. "It's good to finally meet you, Johnny talks about you often." John's voice sounds like tumbling stones, low and steady. "Let's get you inside. Let the muppets figure themselves out." John decides and you find yourself agreeing with ease.

Kyle curls an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side as he brings you towards the doors of the pub. And John's hand hovers just over your lower back, guiding you both forward. "Do they always do this?" You manage to ask as you finally enter the establishment. "On any day that ends with "Y", yeah." Kyle chuckles. John picks the table you all will occupy, you notice. Somewhere towards the back of the pub where he has eyes on every exit and entry, of every patron. Kyle pulls out your chair for you and John helps remove your coat, draping it over your chair.

Once you're seated, Kyle takes one of the seats beside you, his arm draped over your shoulders once more, but John chooses the seat opposite of you. It's nice, but you can already see where both have left holes that will be occupied by the other members.

By the time Johnny and Simon enter, Soap is flustered and his lips slightly more swollen then before, and Simon seems satisfied with himself. The table already has a round of drinks and greasy appetizers, and you are positively glowing, smiling and laughing at something that is said.

Johnny takes the free seat on your other side. And John shuffles to allow Simon in, the large Alpha taking the corner with his back to the wall.

"There you are!" You greet them, swirling your straw around your cup. "I was starting to wonder when you would get back." you chime and it makes a boyish grin appear on his lips. "Ach, you ken I can't leave my best girl here all on her own." Johnny says, leaning into your space. "I wasn't alone. Kyle and John have been very good company. Told me this story about you and piercing gun." Johnny can see the impish amusement in your eyes and he nearly blanches. This time, Simon grumbles a chuckle as he lifts the bottom of his mask to take a sip of his drink. "Soap nearly gave himself sepsis trying to pierce his own belly button." His tone is bland, but the amusement is there. "You'd think he was dying with the way he was whining." Kyle adds with a snort. Johnny has half a mind to throw a chip at the beta's head, but then you're giggling and leaning into his side, your scent enveloping him. Your eyes flicker up to meet his, and any hope of a rebuttal is lost as he looks down at you. You turn your head, bunting your forehead against his shoulder. Johnny decides that he'll put up with this, maybe just for a bit longer. What can he say? He's a sucker for a pretty girl laughing.

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Beta!Gaz is so much fun to me. Whenever heat or rut cycles through the pack, Gaz is typically the one covering logistics. Cycles are normal, though carefully scheduled for. And even though John or Simon were technically on leave, that didn’t mean work wasn’t dropped on their desks or clogging up their emails. So Kyle kept their work organized so that when they came back it would be easier to grind through it. Ensures that dirty laundry doesn’t pile up. He wants this to be as smooth as possible, soothing the problem-solver in him.

He knows what foods his mates prefer when their cycles hit. Knows that Johnny wants the spark of sour candy as a s treat between knottings. That Simon will eat just about anything as long as it’s hand-fed to him. That John likes those stupid applesauce pouches.

And while he does feel the pull to join at times, it’s just as normal as hearing them through the walls and shut doors. The sounds can become an odd background noise as he moves through his day. Peeking his head in on occasion to ensure that whoever on the other side of the door caught his calming scent, helping ease the intense lust when Kyle projected it a specific way.

He doesn’t even get to ask if anyone’s broken before he’s being bullied into the nest and welcomed into the space with his mates. Being scented and praised with growling purrs and low chuffs. It’s one of his favorite parts of it all.

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In the pack!141 au I have going with omega!Johnny. Reader and her first heat with her new pack!

Heats can be emotional and vulnerable times, especially when doing them with a new pack. So Johnny takes it on as his responsibility to ensure your first time with his pack goes well. He’s not worried that John or Simon would ever harm you, if that was a concern he would have killed them ages ago. But he wants to be there to help soothe any nerves. To help stretch you so you can take your alphas’ and their knots, to smooth away the pinch in your brows when you’re being stuffed, to hold your hand and hold you still. Show you how to present and the tricks that your alphas like best. Show you how to be a good omega for your alphas. Show you how good it feels when your alphas take care of you the way you need.

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My hc for omegaverse is that all of the dynamics can nest, but omegas are pushed to do it more than others and only in specific ways. Anyway, all of that to say, how does pack!141 nest?

Johnny nests in the most traditional way. He came from a large pack so he’s used to massive nests to hold everyone and it follows into his chosen pack. He tends to nest on the floor since there’s more than enough space to hold everyone. Has lots of old quilts and blankets that he kept since he was a pup. Lots of dense bedding and pillows. Fusses over it frequently, but he’s happiest when he sees his mates come settle in the comfy place he made.

Kyle is much more private in his nesting. He likes nesting in smaller spaces. He likes to sleep curled up, so he likes to be boxed in just a bit. His nests always have weighted blankets to coil around him, it makes him feel more comfortable that way. If his mates are in the nest with him, he wants them to lay on top of him or curl around him while he rests. He’s particular about the textures in his nests, if he’s in a bad mood he’ll tear apart nesting material that annoys him. He prefers fuzzy blankets and well-loved quilts.

Simon doesn’t nest very frequently, it takes him a long time to get around to it. He only does it when he’s emotionally regulating. For a long time, he only nests in his bedroom. He prefers to nest in the corner of the room so he can have eyes on all exits and entrances. He has a sensitive nose, so he doesn’t allow outside clothes in his nest. It takes him a long time before he allows anyone into his nest, it’s a massive matter of trust to him. But once he’s settled, he tends to herd his mates into his nest. He likes being able to see them all sprawled in this singular safe space, makes his brain hum in the right way.

John swears up and down that he doesn’t need to nest. He’s a liar. He doesn’t nest very frequently simply due to the nature of how busy he is. He might start making nest and then give up because he got called away or fell asleep. He’s much more prone to climbing into one of his mate’s nests if he needs the comfort. When he does nest, he prefers it to be lined with cushions, and he doesn’t particularly love nesting on the floor anymore. He likes his nesting room to be very dark, he tends to get headaches from bright lights. Stores snacks near the nest, because when he finally gets down he rarely wants to get up. If his mates happen to end up in his nest, he wraps around them and doesn’t let them escape until he’s ready.

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Reader is definitely giving Gaz asmr while grooming him. You start parting his hair with a pin tail comb and he's practically melting into the couch.

ABSOLUTELY. Kyle is almost asleep and the second you stop he pouts and stared at you trying to figure out if you hate him. Also, this is why Soap isn’t invited for Gaz grooming sessions, cause he gets too loud and ruins Kyle’s vibe.