hiii bestie. doesn’t have to be a request but brain is thinking about omega natsume in heat, I wonder if he’d have any energy left to be a brat or just turn into putty the moment he gets any sort of attention. I need to call him a slut for spreading his legs so easily and then make him a crying and moaning mess begging for a knot -rei
here. have a crumb of natsume:
NATSUME SAKASAKI + BEGGING
"You can only hold his gaze for a few seconds before the suspense becomes too much for even you to bear. Who knows when you’ll get such a nice gift throwing himself at you again?"
Contains: GN Reader, Reader has a Penis, Implied Top Reader/Bottom Natsume, Nipple Play, Omegaverse, Alpha Reader, Omega Natsume, no penetration
Word Count: 613
(NSFW UNDER CUT)
Natsume’s lucky you’re an alpha worth your salt or else you would have pounced on him like a feral animal the moment you locked the door behind you or hell, from the moment you smelled the mouthwatering pheromones of an omega in heat.
“If you don’t just touch me already-!"
And now, instead of being grateful for your self-control while you intrude, he demands you let loose and ravish him. How ungrateful, you have half a mind to walk right out but… his body writhes and arches so deliciously on the bed; you don’t think you can with him like this. Every movement draws you closer and closer until you’re just an arms-length away without even intending to approach.
To hell with leaving, it feels like you need to pop a knot in the boy in front of you or you might die!
His voice cuts off into a loud moan at your touch. It’s a strange feeling to pinch his nipples; the bar is palpable beneath the thin, sensitive skin there. The contrast between soft skin and hard metal is obvious while you roll his skin over the bar that lays just underneath it. He whines and paws at your hands in what seems to be an attempt to get you to stop.
“Noooo! Not like that”
His voice breaks on his words pathetically. Once again, the evil idea of leaving him dry flashes behind your eyelids. You can’t imagine actually doing that, but you can absolutely imagine Natsume begging for you to stay.
“That’s alright, I can stop.”
You hide a smile as you turn to leave but before you can even take a step, he’s frantically chasing after you, scrambling into a crawl to catch you.
“No- You-” He whines in despair when you turn away “-Please! I need it, please just give it to me already!”
He grabs your wrist and claws his way up your sleeve until he’s holding you by the collar of your shirt, panting face mere inches away from yours. He’s just as pathetic as you pictured, brattiness giving way to desperation at the drop of a hat.
“Please… Alpha… fuck me….”
He grabs one of your hands with suspiciously wet fingers and pulls it until your hand covers the folds of his cunt. Something small and hard pushes back against you there and while for a brief second you think it’s just his clit, a quick push on the spot finds something stiffer. Not only is he pierced above the belt, but below it as well.
The pressure on the piercing (and in turn, on the tissue it’s attached to) has his hips twitching and humping like an ill-trained dog’s. Both his hands move to grasp your sleeve and hold it in place while he uses your hand for his own pleasure. An enrapturing, erotic sight. His face as red as his hair with a body glossy with the sheen of sweat… rolling and trembling against your touch. Every movement has the ridges of his piercing catching on your fingers, making him moan louder every time.
Holding back seems like a less and less appealing option by the second.
Impulsively, you shove him off your hand and he falls back onto the bed with a yelp.
He looks up at you with large eyes, wide and nearly in tears as he waits to see if you intend to leave or stay.
…Is that even a question? You can only hold his gaze for a few seconds before the suspense becomes too much for even you to bear. Who knows when you’ll get such a nice gift throwing himself at you again?
In record time, your clothes are off and you’re ready to devour your prize.
