#myomega

[omegacaraz25]

There is this picture when he won that day where he looks so happy and at the same time fragile and delicate like a child I think that if someone had blown on him, he would’ve flown away

[maxandrist]

happy b'day to my second-favourite yamaha sacrificial lamb

[leftoversnack]

#my omega

[goldenzingy46]

He towered over her, he seemed to be twice her size at least, an effect only magnified by his immense armour. It was bronze, studded with aluminium, with a lead breastplate.

[deathbat-mini]

AuuuU 🐺 🗣️‼️

[xxletmedieinspacexx-blog]

My Omega [6]

His jaw cracked as he yawned loudly his arms stretching above his head. He shivered as cold air blew against his exposed stomach. Pulling down the hoodie he left his room and walked to Jonathan's room. Knocking on the door he stared down at the colorful design of the hotels carpet.

Looking up when he heard the door open he saw,

"Brock? What are doing here, weren't you rooming with Marcel?" Pausing Ryan glanced at Brock. "And why don't you have any clothes on?"

Brock looked down. He had a towel wrapped around his hips. "Yesterday and last night was super crazy so I just bunked with Jon."

Ryan just nodded. "Can I come in?" Brock nodded and opened the door wider. Walking in Ryan saw Jonathan laying in bed, snoring. Smriking evilly he ran towards the bed and jumped onto it, landing on his stomach. Jon let a loud grunt, cursing loudly.

"Fatass." Ryan heard him mumble. Ryan giggled as he sat up on his chest. Something gleaming in the light caught Ryan's eyes.

Looking down at Jon's chest he blurted, "Yon have your nipples pierced!? When? Why? How- okay no I now how. Did... Did it hurt?" Jon stared at yawning as Ryan rambled.

"Yes I did. Like when I was 19 or 20 because I was drunk and Luke dared me too. And no it didn't really, mainly cause I was drunk." Jonathan said rubbing his tierd eyes. "Why you asking so many questions?"

When Ryan didn't say anything and a light blush painted his cheeks, a smirk grew Jon's face. Ryan's blush deepened, "I..uh... I might want to..." Ryan trailed off the tips of his ears burning.

"'Might want to' what?" Jon questioned teasingly.

"...get my nipples... pierced." Ryan mumbled under his breath.

Jon pushed him off his chest and stood up. "Then let's go." Jon said walking towards the door.

"Put some clothes on!" Ryan heard Brock yell.

"Shut up!" Jon yelled walking back to his bed, face even his chest red from embarrassment. Ryan hid his burning face in his hands, laughing.

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"Sooo?"

"'So' what?"

"When are we going-" Ryan quickly slapped his hand over Jonathan's mouth cutting him off. The others stared at them confused and amused. Ryan jerked his hand back quickly, a disgusted look on his face.

Wipping his hand on his pants leg, Ryan hissed quietly, "Shut up! We'll talk about it later." Jonathan nodded before leaning onto Brock. Picking up a piece of bacon Ryan looked around the small diner.

A hand on his thigh caused him to choke on his juice. The hand quickly moved to his back patting him. "I'm fine." He breathed out, answering the consernded stares. The hand rested back on his leg.

"Did you know?" Luke asked quietly, lips brushing the shell of Ryan's ear. His hand lightly squeezd Ryan's thigh.

"'Did I know' what?" Ryan glanced over at Luke, a shiver running down his spine at the look in Luke's eyes.

"You talk in your sleep."

"No I don't." Do I? Oh god, did Luke hear...

"'Ah L-Luke, please. Luke faster.'" Ryan's face burned bright red as Luke laughed. Punching Luke in the shoulder Ryan looked away. "Aww did I embarrasse you?" Luke cooed into Ryan's red ears.

Ryan stayed silent as he glared at Luke. Okay silent treatment, Luke thought.

"Hey Ryan come on we got to go." Jon said walking over to him. Ryan nodded and stood up.

"Let's go then."

Everyone at the table watched the two leave. "Where are they going?" Tyler asked breaking the silence. Luke just shrugged. What are they doing...

[leftoversnack]

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