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[ikemenomegas]

I need my omegas waking up curled around a body pillow and grinding into it.

Kakashi

You're watching him with a shameless grin as he moves his hips faster and faster, eyes finally cracking open although it's impossible to tell how long he's been awake. He's hazy at first, lost in whatever dream he was having, and then he sees you and he keeps eye contact as his movements become more deliberate, slower, rolling into the motions and sighing, eyelids half lowered. "Not going to ask for me, pretty boy?" you coo at him and he doesn't answer, daring you to do something about it, his heart racing as he's sure you will. The question is whether you'll let him come first.

Tenzo

He wakes up breathing hard, disoriented by the feeling of overheating, flushing in waves and embarrassed. But he's so close too! He experimentally grinds against the pillow. It's not as intense as when he woke up, embarrassment is making it harder to sink into the arousal, and it takes a while to work himself up. All the while he's been subconsciously scooting back until his back is against your side. His movements and needful scent have made his alpha hard too, and he can feel them when they roll over and hold him from the back. That feeling is what he didn't know he needed and he accidentally edges himself as he goes back and forth between grinding his behind against his alpha and his front against the pillow.

Shisui

His hips move in little jerks as he comes to. He wasn't having a spicy dream, he just felt warm and comfortable. He starts to think if he was turned towards his alpha, he'd be grinding against their hip and thigh, slicking into his pajama bottoms, maybe sinking into it as they turn to kiss him. Imagining grinding against his alpha sort makes him think himself into a half-lucid wet dream where he's not sure if the pillow is his alpha. He starts chirping for them, which leads to his alpha pulling the pillow away and replacing it with their body to make his dream a reality

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Choso

As a stranger to having a physical form, there's a disconnect with experiencing unintentional arousal. He has the foundation body's memories, but they hold no emotional weight for him. It also isn't in his nature to seek furious and immediate satisfaction. He's dogged, not classless.

He's also half asleep when you catch him jolting into the long pillow that lays on his left side, followed by grinding into it before relaxing again. When you ask him if he wants you to take care of him, he groans an agreement that becomes muffled by your mouth as he moans yes again and again to each press of lips to his shoulders and neck. To his surprise, you guide him in rubbing against the pillow, soaking the seat of his flannel while you have him in hand, and kissing him silly with giggles once coming wakes him up the rest of the way and he's sort of adorably disoriented

Satoru

The slow burn simmers in his belly as he tries to stay asleep a little longer after another long night. He's finally tumbled into bed with you and your arm is around him, your breath tickling his nape. It's comfortable but also uncomfortable, hot but also not hot enough. He feels like he wants something to satisfy the ache between his thighs that eased each time he pushed a bunched part of his pillow to his core, but also disinclined to do anything about it. The frustration is starting to wake him up into a foul mood when you croon, purr against the back of his neck, go from kissing to licking his bondmark, the one obvious scar on his body, and latching your teeth into it just enough to flood his brain with something that calms his growing impatience without making him limp as a kitten. You nibble on the scar around his gland just enough for it to last and he resists the urge to try flushing the hormones from his system as you reach around and brace the pillow, make it easier for him to push onto. "Patience, my dear," you murmured, languid and unbothered, "just enjoy it." So he tries, letting his breathing go deep, feeling the sparks through his core as you kiss now and again against his mark, keeping him calm and contained until he slips off the pillow and onto your thigh, and then slips comfortably back to sleep before he can come.

Suguru

Is a little unsatisfied from the moment he's aware enough to realize he's been digging his teeth into his own arm and grinding against the huge body pillow on rather than his alpha during his afternoon nap. He finds his alpha napping in the chair by the bed, and lifts their hand to his nose, rubbing the gland in their wrist and inhaling as he wraps his thick thighs around the wide pillow, getting almost embarrassingly slick from his alpha's pheromones in his nose. He doesn't want to wake you, but he also kind of wishes you'd wake up and help him deal with this. He's embarrassingly aroused and moaning quietly as soon as you're awake enough that he doesn't feel like he's actually waking you up with his display, eagerly awaiting a quick romp and tie before he has to get up and deal with the mess he's made of his life.

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Sunday

Freezes in mortification once he realizes what he's doing, feeling his traitorously sensitive body pulsing at his core, having almost come without a single layer of his immaculate pajamas being moved. He's listening intently for his alpha to see whether they've heard him and think he is deserving of scolding. If his alpha does not wake up, he confesses to them later that he might had have a lewd dream leading into a rude awakening, and that he tried to do something for his arousal before he realized what was going on. He looks like he's going to pass out when you cheerfully tell him that this isn't abnormal, but he's secretly quite pleased when you misinterpret his concern and fluster, and simply end up telling him to wake you up next time if he needs something

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Homura Shizuka (psycho pass)

Stress tends to impact him more than he would like. He suffers from bouts of very vivid dreams during periods of stress, some of which leave him waking up writhing in his bedding. He knows his alpha never would begrudge him anything, but if he can, if he doesn't feel too disconnected from their bond with what he's doing, he calls his alpha. He'll whine into the communicator while they talk him softly through it and if he can't reach them, he has a recording that will play to help him keep calm. After the games, he experiences fairly horrific stress hormone crashes that result in a day or two where he needs to sleep with his alpha at his side, to feel them take charge of him if they notice him waking up and in need of release.

[ikemenomegas]

Hate to say it but an alpha going down on their omega in film or TV is probably still considered like the alpha is a unicorn.

jjk

Actor!au Satoru and his alpha push for it during the sports romance drama they do because it fits alpha's character and then end up dodging a bunch of questions about what it was like by being boring and praising their intimacy coordinator and talking about gender roles and social equity in sport between their characters instead (even though they know everyone is really digging for information on whether it was awkward as the first major project they did together after their rumored breakup).

Actor!au Yuuji does a scene in his second R-rated movie at like 29 where his costar goes down on him and has to laugh off the questions about his personal relationship and how his partner might feel about the film. It kinda makes him cranky tbh because people shouldn't be making calls on his alpha's personality based on one thing they don't have a right to know, but also there's so many other things that make a great partner. And on top of that, he was in the movie, not his partner who is not an actor, but of course the media focuses on the least important thing in the film

Arcana

Actor!au Julian is very excited to get to play this out in a movie where he is a very grey questionable rival for the affections of the main character. He plays the more sensual and sexually pleasing and experienced of the love interests so his perspective on the utility of his intimate scenes is more about showing his character's libertine spirit and the emotional pull that character has on the main characters' physical desires. I think Ilya's alpha just likes to hear him talk during his interviews haha. It's a chance to show his thoughtful and deep-thinking side!

Mystic messenger

Actor!au 707 wants to lean into the stereotype of alphas who eat well when playing a character in a psychic-thriller romcom. He and his alpha don't play together in movies often so when they do, it's a little stressful on their relationship to have to manage a working one with it. He finds it kind of reassuring that their audience and fans can still see how devoted his alpha is, both on and off-screen. This feeling could go similarly with Saeran but I get the feeling he's a little more protective and possessive of his personal relationship image, so he doesn't like to talk about the intimate scenes of any films he's done with his alpha. 707 just doesn't mind as much, he trusts his own precautions and has a very private part of himself he mentally keeps separate very well.

After Jihyun heals more, like maybe seven or eight years? down the line, he does a gallery showing of portraits highlighting the sensual body that includes shots of himself and his alpha (although not showing full faces). One of the very famous (perhaps to his unsurprise but a little bit of annoyance) photos that everyone knows and many couples even purchase prints of, is a close-in shot that has his alpha moving his thigh, very clearly so they can eat him out. He got asked about this one a lot because people wanted to know if this was real. V likes realism in his work, but after his journey, he's able to definitely laugh and talk about how much hard work everyone put in to pose because the presence of the camera directly opposes the realism of sensuality in some of the scenes he was trying to shoot, because they require emotional comfort and openness, hence his alpha being the second subject in so many of them. He does not tell anyone any "real" photos are stored safely in his home in a private album that his alpha begged off him.

[ikemenomegas]

Actually now I'm thinking of satoru and his alpha having one of their rare moments they actually have time to fuck and getting so distracted with how much they like kissing that it mostly turns into cockwarming with heavy making out

[ikemenomegas]

Okay of all the omegas who have pups that look like their partners, Satoru is definitely at the top. His eyes at the least come from 6-eyes. We never see anyone else in his family so we don't know if white hair is because of also having limitless or if everyone with limitless alone has that appearance, but he's would be so entranced by the ways the baby looks like him but basically his alpha's skin and hair breed true. I think that with regards to facial features and probably his altheticism, his first pup is very much like him, but the first thing people see when they look is his alpha because it's like someone copy pasted the color pallet.

[ikemenomegas]

Whenever I see more realistic art of Suguru and Satoru together, it's so clear that Suguru is the beautiful one. So it makes it extra funny to me that somehow his personality is worse than Satoru

[ikemenomegas]

satoru reciting morning-after poetry

[ikemenomegas]

Thank you saturn for making me believe with two manga panels that satoru would be over the moon if you cry a little the first time you come inside. He's also panting shaking a little because you're knotted and this is his first time letting this happen, there's drool at the corner of his lip, he feels shivery, and his teeth show, his eyes dart from here to there on your face, focusing in with shattered attention. All of this because your eyes glazed over when he clamped down and came at the feeling of you locking into him, tears on your lashline from the overstimulation of him milking your knot, how he keeps doing it any time you move even a little. You are still an alpha, at the end of the day, and have been told different stories about yourself than him. He can read the question in your body as he touches your hip while you're distracted, wondering if he's just that sensitive or if you're just that good. Maybe crying a little because he feels so good, but what does that make you that you can only find this from invading his body. He coos at you when you stutter an apology, throat heating when he makes fun of you for backing out before your knot has even gone down and squeezing intentionally just to watch you choke and panic a little, so careful with him even while you've split him apart. You can't even say you didn't mean to. He only gets shy when you start stroking his stomach as if this will make him feel better, your own gaze still as unfocused as though you've grabbed the heart of a star, with the soul of someone who believes they've done something unholy.