Vin Regan

Step right up, right this way... come one; come all...                                               prepare to be mystified,                                                                           shocked,                                                                    & delighted. ----- Vin Regan ----- ----- Alpha ----- ----- 32 ----- ----- former performer ----- ----- locksmith----- ----- con man -----

[betacallahan]

Evening Broadcast

[vinregan-blog]

betacallahan:

Kyle smiled and flagged down a waiter, ordering them two milkshakes and handing off a few bills so he could pay his check and the alpha’s. It was the least he could do to make up for all the ranting and his general sour attitude. “Everyone loves milkshakes, it’s why that’s my go too offer…you like a cookies and cream kind of guy. A little rough around the edges but generally pretty sweet.” He hummed as he took in the other’s words, bobbing his head likely. 

“I don’t disagree, I mean…I can’t speak for Regenbogen but one of our wolves was attacked by someone in Galeach and as far as I know neither leader has done anything about it! And I love Ben I really do but he’s more concerned about wolves hitting on his adoptive son more than he is about stopping potential harm in the pack. I mean…no offense but if I suspected someone was going to lead a mutiny I would’ve quashed that straight away! Alas…it’s not my place, I’m a Beta and I’m not built for leadership.” 

The brunette sighed softly and shook his head. “I try to help…I feel like it’s me busting my ass on the dispatch at work and then at home I’m keeping an eye on all these fires that he just…doesn’t see. I just wish he would listen…you know?” 

Vin sighed at the news of Cicero’s pack spiraling so far out of control that he was allowing pack mates to attack others and go unpunished for it. He knew that his mate wasn’t equipped to lead, though it was no fault of his own. He just wasn’t built for it; he didn’t have the firm hand needed to be a leader. Cicero was... too sweet. Too kind and accepting of all. 

“Sometimes the people we love don’t make the best choices... Sometimes they don’t listen to reason. Sometimes, the best thing we can do is let them make their mistakes, and show them the right way when they’re ready to learn.” That was his plan with Cicero, though it was beginning to be more forward moving than passive now, with the help of a few newly acquired friends.

“Anyone who looks could see you’re trying. Ben’s just... he’s taking on too much. There needs to be more than one strong leader in this place. Regenbogen and Gealach’s leaders are both distracted by a coming pup, and poor Ben’s bearing the burden of trying to watch over everything all at once. And I don’t blame him for picking personal matters over the impossible task of managing whole place by himself. He needs a hand. But...” Vin sighed again and shook his head. “He won’t take it from me.”

[betacallahan]

Evening Broadcast

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betacallahan:

There was a relief to hearing that he was agreed with, nodding slightly as the other wolf spoke. Kyle’s shoulders slumped down into relaxation and he smiled just a bit, propping his chin on a hand and looking at the other male for a few moments. “I’m glad you agree. I mean…I’m not saying we kick him out but someone like that needs to be watched! There are enough problems with prostitution coming out of that strip club without adding onto that a former pimp recruiting wolves off the streets.” He sighed and licked his lips. 

“Thanks for listening to me rant, can I buy you a milkshake or something in return?” The Beta stuck out his tongue playfully and bit his own lip. Was it wrong to be flirting like this? He felt a little bit guilty but at the same time had Ben thought about him before biting him or how he would feel about sharing a pack with the same criminal element he fought so hard against for so long. 

“You…aren’t the demon Ben painted the picture of when he told me about this rebellious Alpha in his pack…” 

“Sure. Who doesn’t enjoy a milkshake?” Vin chuckled at the tongue sticking out at him and winked. “Better not stick your tongue out at me... unless you intend to use it.” He was joking, naturally. Mostly. He felt no guilt over flirting, even when he learned the other man was connected with the only Alpha pack leader in Vollmond.

He shook his head and shrugged again. “Depends who you ask, I guess. We’ve got different ideas of how to do things. I think that there needs to be a change in authority around here. More protection for people who need it. I mean, you clearly can see what I’m talking about.” He had his own problems with The Howl, and with Cicero’s work there, though thankfully those days seemed to be over for the most part.

“But I do respect Ben, even if he doesn’t realize it. I’ve told him as much. We might not agree on how this place should be run, but I recognize he’s taken on a great burden in stepping up as the only Alpha pack leader Vollmond has. He’s doing his best, even if it isn’t necessarily the best for Vollmond. But every leader needs help.”

[betacallahan]

Evening Broadcast

[vinregan-blog]

betacallahan:

“Ah see, that’s the one really really bad part about working with law enforcement I kinda have to be on my best behavior for the most part. So I guess I’ll have to stick with eating and screwing like a wild animal so I can keep my job.” Kyle was always a casual flirt but tonight it felt a little extra good to be seen as a sexual creature. Since he’d gotten here he’d been put into a box of ‘Ben’s guy’ and the Beta really did love Ben but it was tiring to just have people assume that just because you were being sought out meant you were persona non nookie immediately. 

That and the mating mark put on his neck without permission or speaking about had driven that little wedge in Kyle that made him want to be a little more wild.

“Yeah angry…” Kyle leaned back in the booth and glanced around for a moment and after seeing the diner mostly empty he leaned forward again. “I just…had a fight with this guy I’m close to and he sided with someone terrible over me. I mean…ok so…I didn’t talk to you about this but I have to get it off my chest. I found out this guy in my pack was a pimp like…ran a prostitution ring. I worked Vice for seven years I know how bad types like that are. I take the info to my friend and Alpha…and nope…suddenly I’m the bad guy for not giving him a second chance” 

Kyle scoffed and picked at his remaining fries. “Is it just me or is that totally fucked up?” 

Vin continued eating as the Beta vented, taking note of the interesting word choices. Friend and Alpha. Hm. Not something he would be pleased with hearing his mate say, though things between himself and Cicero were more than rocky at the moment, considering the whispers of the head of Regenbogen suddenly being with child. Vin didn’t care to think about that, however. That was a problem to deal with later.

“It’s not just you.” Vin agreed, shaking his head. “That’s shitty.” He shrugged, taking another bite of his burger and licking a smudge of ketchup from the corner of his mouth. “I mean, I don’t think you should just agree with someone because your friends. But clearly you’re in the right.”

That much wasn’t just flattery. Vin didn’t support those sorts of nefarious actions, no matter who was perpetrating them. Running prostitution rings? Inexcusable. Sometimes less than legal actions needed to be taken, but not like that. Nothing could excuse that.

“Some people don’t deserve second chances. Some things are inexcusable. It’s foolish to think otherwise. And dangerous.”

[betacallahan]

Evening Broadcast

[vinregan-blog]

betacallahan:

When the guy got closer Kyle realized with a little hiccup that he was…he was actually very pretty. Like model roaming the streets of LA kind of pretty and it made his face heat up just a bit as he realized that he really was eating like a feral wolf. He laughed a bit and picked up a napkin to clean his face a bit, snorting a bit into the paper at the other man’s words. “Oh wow, was that a line? You seriously just fed me a line…” He chuckled and tossed the napkin into the now empty basket that once held his burger. 

“Sorry that’s embarrassing, I always wolf down my food when I’m angry.” His greenish brown eyes tracked the tongue across bottom lip and he dragged his teeth over his bottom lip in response. Usually doing a good long broadcast got his angry energy out, but what had happened had gotten under his skin deep, and Ben siding with the pimp over him had driven it deeper. 

The Beta reached a hand across the table and smiled. “I’m Kyle, by the way, and I swear I am actually civilized for the most part.” 

Vin chuckled, not the least bit ashamed on being called out for his blatant flirtation. He was not the sort of man to harbor regret, and certainly didn’t condone embarrassment. They were useless wastes of time, in his opinion; time which could be much better utilized forming a plan of action, or rather, retribution.

“Angry, hm?” He questioned lightly, ignoring the fact that Kyle had said anything previous to that statement. He reached across the table to shake the other’s hand with that same slightly wild grin, a shine of wicked playfulness gleaming in his eye.

“I’m Vincent. But people call me ‘Vin’.” He introduced himself with a shrug and withdrew his hand, a broader smirk spreading across his lips. “And I’m not civilized. For the most part.” He responded, as though he was joking or teasing, though there was definitely a degree of truth to it. “Where’s the fun in behaving all the time?”

[betacallahan]

Evening Broadcast

[vinregan-blog]

betacallahan:

“Sleep heavily and know that I am here with you now. The past is gone, and cannot harm you anymore. And while the future is fast coming for you, it always flinches first and settles in as the gentle present. This now, this us? We can cope with that. We can do this together. You and I, drowsily, but comfortably. Goodnight my starshines…” 

Kyle leaned back from the microphone and switched the station from live to his prerecorded music playlists, fingers dancing across the radio knobs easily. He needed this to help ease the stress, needed to hide behind the smooth mask of his radio persona for a little while, but with the show over other needs asserted themselves. 

Mainly the loud snarling growl of his stomach. 

The Beta sighed and set his equipment on their auto run modes so he could go into town proper and get something to eat. He paused at the door and after a moment of indecision grabbed a scarf from his coat rack to wrap around his neck before he got onto his motorcycle and tore off into the town proper. 

Kyle was at the diner a few minutes, digging into a burger to sate his voracious hunger, only barely aware of someone looking at him from across the room. He dragged a sleeve over his mouth and smirked lightly in their direction. 

“I know I know…my manners are horrible…” 

Vin was enjoying a meal out for once, rather than ordering in. His apartment at times felt stifling and small, only because he had been raised with so much hustle and bustle around. He needed to be around people, to interact with others, even if those in this backwoods town hardly made for decent company. With notable exceptions, of course.

He was eating a burger and people-watching when he noticed a Beta come in and promptly order, only to start wolfing down his meal like a ravenous, wild beast. There was something amusing about such a staunchly unsophisticated sight, or at the very least entertaining.

Vin wasn’t shy about his staring, and watched as though he was enjoying dinner theater. He chuckled when the man looked up and spoke, and he decided that if he was willing to chat up a stranger across the room, he’d probably do the same if that stranger came over and sat as his table.

He picked up his plate and moved over without a single word, seating himself across from the Beta with a grin. He nodded at the rapidly emptying plate and smirked. “Looks good.” He hummed, licking his bottom lip. “And I bet the burger isn’t bad either.”

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

"I'll get to that when I damn well please." Vin answered with a dark, amused humph, more of a scoff than a laugh. He pushed his fingers deeper for the hell of it, wanting to see how far he could go. Clearly this one didn't seem to be used to being the one taking orders. That only made it all the more fun. Two fingers became the after a moment, questing and stretching for as long as Von felt like taking. While it was more time than he would have usually dedicated to the task, it wasn't all that long in the scheme of things; his impatience won out as it often did when it came to matters of pleasure. Vin yanked his fingers free and slicked down his cock, the thick tip already dribbling with precum. He gave a few strokes before lining up and sinking slowly into that tight velvety hole, until he could go no further. "Mmm... you feel like a Princess too. Nice and tight..." Vin reached down, his hand tangling in the Beta's hair as he grabbed a handful, tugging his head up and back. His hips began to glide as he started to thrust, quickly picking up speed as he watched the full length and girth of his cock disappearing inside the Beta over and over.

[hunterbecominghunted]

Popping By

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hunterbecominghunted:

“That’s…that’s what I keep being told…that it’s natural but it’s still embarrassing…” Shuichi’s cheeks were flaming so bright, eyes downcast as he remembered the very rough way that Vin had helped him. It had been scary even if it felt really good to. He dragged his knuckles over his cheeks and laughed lightly. “You really would prefer my cooking to the diner? I mean…I would be happy to cook for you if you’d prefer…” 

The Omega looked down at Vin’s hand on his thigh and hiccuped soft in shocked surprised. “U-Um…but…I’m…f-fine with either…” 

“Of course I would.” Vin answered with a smile, reaching across the table and taking Shuichi’s hand with a smile. “There is no food better than that which has been cooked by someone you care for.” He let go after a moment and stood. “That settles it. I just have to taste something you’ve made.” He insisted with a grin. “I’ll even take you to the store to pick out anything you need to make me your very best dish.” Vin had the basics at home, but nothing that might be required for anything considered remotely ‘fancy’. And he couldn’t have Shuichi out there cooking for others and not for him, when he had been the little Omega’s first Alpha.

[vinregan-blog]

Mischief Maker

[vinregan-blog]

twistypup:

“My gifts….” Vin wanted him to steal something, which wasn’t a surprise, since there wasn’t much use one could get out of a contortionist out of the bedroom. His eyes fluttered as he was nuzzled and pet, drowning in the physical affection. This was what was the truest drug, being held like this, being told he was good and useful even if there was barely a good bone in his body. Luciel moaned softly and tugged Vin’s arms tighter around him, nodding slowly as he took in his instructions. 

“I can do that for you…books are easy…people are always assuming that they’re misplaced or things like that.” The Omega smiled dreamily and turned his head slightly so he could face the other, falling into the depths of the Alpha’s eyes willingly. 

“May I kiss you Alpha?” 

Vin laughed at the question, but after a moment gave a permissive nod. “Yes, you may.” He allowed, tilting his head down so that Luciel could lean up and close the gap between their mouths. This one was going to be of particular use to him, and a source of quite a great deal of entertainment too it seemed. Perhaps it was unfortunate that Vin hadn’t noticed him in their younger years. But then again, he knew that part of his heart would always belong to his dear Cicero. 

“You’re so good, Luciel.” Vin praised, a broad grin on his lips as he pressed the tips of their noses together. “Such a good Omega for your Alpha. I am very pleased with you.” Finally, he was beginning to make some headway, or he would be able to, once Luciel procured that book.

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

thefarrowbeta:

Dallas wanted to be angry about one of his favorite pairs of nice lace panties being ripped, but there was a primal thrill in someone demonstrating that much power. It had only happened one other time with his human ex and it had turned him on hard when that had happened then. His throat let loose a primal moan that lifted into a cry of pained pleasure at the firm smack across the meat of his ass. The Beta was hard and dripping now, potential brain damage forgotten as he fell into dizziness and lust. 

“Mmmph…harder damn it, I’ve been bad.” The brunette smirked over his shoulder, licking his lips lewdly as he watched the Alpha. “Why don’t you lose the pants so I can see what’ you’re working with?” He curved his spine, tipping his ass up a little higher, lean legs spread a bit so he could show off the hidden pucker of his entrance. 

“Or at least get to lubing me up.” 

The request for a harder spank was answered with a smirk and a reply in the form of another brutal smack. “Watch your mouth when you talk to me, Princess.” Vin warned, though he knew without a doubt that this one would only enjoy being punished. Good; that meant he didn’t have to hold back. Not that he often did anyway when he was in the mood for it rough.

Vin unbuttoned and shucked his pants, casting them and his boxers aside. He stroked his cock for a moment, letting the Beta look over his shoulder at the display if he so desired. Vin was large, even by Alpha standards, and he wanted nothing more than to simply push inside the other with no warning whatsoever.

But he didn’t want to actually break him, since this one seemed like he could be good for repeated fun times, so instead he reached for the lube with a dry chuckle, slicking down his fingers and shoving two inside. “You better get ready for the ride of your life, Princess. I’m not gonna start going easy on you now.”

[vinregan-blog]

Beguiling Gilly

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gillyblair:

“D-Duty… But only if you want to.” He said as if he was reminding the man. Gilly didn’t take anything from an Alpha unless it was offered to him. But this one was more calming than others. Telling him what he needed and allowing a weight to fall off of Gilly’s chest. He licked his lips and took a step closer to the Alpha as if subconsciously.

The Omega took the gloves from the man and slid them over his fingers as well as allowing the jacket over his body. His own jacket was large and warm, but this one was warmed by the Alpha’s body heat and he easily wrapped it around his torso with a soft sigh.

“Okay… I’ll let you know.” He nodded his head as he moved to follow after the master, “I-I… I have some granola bars… I didn’t go to the pack house for all my meals. I had breakfast there.” But he was honestly used to serving on very little food.

“At least you’ve eaten breakfast.” Vin nodded approvingly, though he didn’t care for the idea of Omegas running around hungry. What kind of Alphas were these that let homeless, helpless Omegas wander around alone at night? Something terrible could happen. And worse, what kind of ‘leaders’ were these Omegas who allowed such things to happen to their own kind? 

This was precisely the reason that big changes were needed in Vollmond.

“We’ll get delivery. Chinese sounds good.” Having been on the road for the last few years without his troupe, he had gotten used to living on fast food. Vin never learned to cook at the circus, as he had no need. There were Omegas for that. But even if this one did know how, his cabinets were pretty low.

He began tapping his usual order into a mobile food delivery app on his phone, and without looking up from the device, he asked his next question. “What do you want?” If the Omega didn’t know, Vin would choose for him, but he didn’t mind offering him the choice for now.

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

thefarrowbeta:

Dallas groaned heavily as he was dragged away from the other man’s dresser and practically thrown on the bed, his body flushed with lust even as his dizziness spiked slightly. His eyes fluttered but he smirked up at the would be conquerer hovering over him, hips bucking up into the undulation of their hips. 

“Let’s see if you really know how to treat royalty” The Beta wriggled so he could turn around, tugging his shirt up just a bit to show off the stretched lace of his panties. He chuckled and pulled it to the side, exposing this tight little ass with a playful moan. 

“What you you gonna do, Blue Eyes?” 

“I know how to treat spoiled brats.” Vin taunted, grinning hungrily as the feisty beta showed off. He practically threw himself at the other’s body, vicious and snarling as he gripped the delicate lace and the sound of ripping fabric filled the air for a moment. It was followed by a sharp, swift smack! and a laugh from the Alpha. 

The torn fabric hung around the Beta’s waist, and Vin decided to let it remain there as he jutted his hand into the tempting softness of the other’s hair, taking a firm grip. He yanked the other wolf’s head back and ground his cock between the Beta’s cheeks, feeling himself pulse with eagerness from his own teasing. 

“Tell me how bad you want it, Princess.”

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

thefarrowbeta:

Dallas allowed himself to be lifted up onto the dresser with a small gasp, hands darting down to grip the edge. In his current state he wasn’t sure he trusted his balance completely, but hell then their hips were meeting in that frantic, hungry grind and suddenly balance was the last thing on the Beta’s mind. His hands left the secure grip on the sturdy wood and instead found purchase tangled in Vin’s inky locks, pulling the Alpha in for long hungry stretches of making out, hip mashed to hip in a frantic search for some kind of release. 

The brunette buried every pleasured groan and gasp in the other’s mouth, only audible when he came up for air. His long legs wrapped around the other wolf’s waist, dragging them closer. He was fully hard now and dripping, the soreness of his muscles forgotten with only the sting of his split lip to remind him what he’d been involved in before. “Mmmmm being a good Princess is no fun…” The smack to his ass dragging a moan from his lips. “Mmmph…gonna punish your naughty royalty, Blue Eyes?” 

Vin snarled against the other’s lips as he felt fingers tugging insistently on his hair. While his preference was generally for the submissive sort, he was not above enjoying a romp with someone with a little more fire to them. In fact, that was an entirely different thrill in a partner who wasn’t so easy to conquer. Clearly this prissy little Princess was used to being in command, but that wasn’t going to be the case tonight.

“Of course.” Vin answered with a smirk, deftly lifting the Beta off the dresser only to turn them both around and fall with him onto the bed, their legs dangling over the edge. Vin regained his footing, but still remained bent over his conquest, undulating their hips together. “Turn over.” He commanded, reaching down to squeeze a cheek of the Beta’s ass firmly. “Time to learn what happens when you misbehave.”

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

thefarrowbeta:

“Damn fucking right I’m a princess…” Dallas smirked playfully. It was a shame that he hadn’t work his full drag today with the stockings and the garter, but he could make due with this, after all he was confident in how he looked. As Vin’s knee slid between his legs the Beta’s breath caught in the back of his throat, a low moan rumbling in his chest. He squirmed, rocking into the hard flesh between his thighs, feeling himself starting to get hard. “You want to make me scream? Mmmph give it your best shot, Blue Eyes…only one Alpha has ever done it before.” 

The brunette grabbed onto Vin’s shoulders, hips grinding against him with abandon, dazedly chasing his own pleasure, eyes falling shut as he concentrated on the sensations shooting through his body.

“Then you’ve been with the wrong Alphas, Princess.” Vin chuckled at the challenge, pleasantly surprised to find this night just may have taken a turn for the more fun and playful after all. He seemed to have gotten a lively one, which was a fun change from the demure and simple Omegas he had around lately. Not that they weren’t their own fun, but variety truly was the spice in life, no?

Vin adored the feeling of the Beta undulating against him, their skin close, but not close enough. He smirked, dragging the other away from the door and towards the bedroom. “Ohh, I’ve got a bad little Princess on my hands, don’t I?” He teased, swatting at the Beta’s ass over the soft silk as they crossed from living room into bedroom. This time it was the dresser and not the wall that the Beta ended up shoved against; Vin had lifted him up just enough to hoist him onto the thing before continuing the hungry grind of his hips, though his knee had been replaced now.

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

thefarrowbeta:

“Shirt stays on, Blue Eyes…but other than that….” Dallas moaned and pulled away on unsteady legs, popping the button open on the Alpha’s pants, tugging open with his belt. “You don’t bottom do you…shame I bet you’d look good bent over a bed, but I get it, it’s not something you Alpha’s do. That’s why I have Xavier anyway…but you…you can show me what you can do then.” He leaned away and opened his own jeans, sliding them down and kicking them away, showing off his trademark silky underthings. 

“Are you one of those Alpha’s that doesn’t do oral either? Because I really could get down with seeing what your very wicked tongue can do.” He giggled softly and caught his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes dipping seductively. 

“So what says you, Blue Eyes? What do you want to do to me?” 

Vin huffed at the command that the shirt stayed on. Instantly, that became his challenge for the evening. He would get the Beta to take that shirt off, and he’d do it willingly. “Prissy little thing, aren’t you? Like some sort of Princess, hm?” His brows rose in pleasant surprise as he saw the silk underthings, and he reached behind the Beta, groping a cheek of his ass teasingly. “I want to hear you scream for me, Princess... And you’re gonna.”

His knee slid between the Beta’s legs, grinding against his crotch as he sought after that tempting throat again. His hands were both groping at the other’s ass now, squeezing as he ground their bodies together in delicious friction. 

[vinregan-blog]

Beguiling Gilly

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gillyblair:

Gilly found himself flinching slightly away from the hand when it was first raised before he leaned his head to the side and into his touch. He took in a deep breath through his nose, his hand leaning into the touch in a way he couldn’t help. It was his nature, and he was never one for denying himself as an Omega. Just as his father had taught him. “T-They said he was a bad man.” He shrugged his shoulders.

He watched the Alpha moved, standing until he followed suit and stood up. He grabbed the backpack that was full of food and a small polaroid camera. All he had left in this world. “T-Thank you, sir…” He nodded his head, relieved that the man was going to give him a place to sleep for the night. “I p-promise I’m learning to take care of myself. I’m trying.”

“Oh I’m Gilly… Or Gullimero if you don’t like that.” He tucked his hands pack into his pockets as he looked at the Alpha. He was strong, and he was kind. Just as he thought Alpha’s should be. “O-Okay. Thank you…” He nodded his head.

“Gilly.” Vin hummed, standing back up to his full height as the Omega stood from the bench. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Gilly.” He shook his head softly. “I don’t know about your father. I don’t know if he was a ‘bad man’. But I do know that Omegas need protected. And you don’t have anyone to protect you, so as an Alpha, it’s my duty to do so.” 

He peeled off his gloves and handed them to the Omega, then shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around Gilly’s shoulders. The benefit was two-fold; it would keep the shivering little thing from freezing to death in the snow, and it would also drench him in Vin’s scent and keep others away. 

“It’s a bit of a walk. Just tell me if I’m going too fast.” The Omega looked thin and frail, and Vin didn’t want any harm to befall him now that he had taken Gilly under his wing. “Have you eaten yet today?”

[hunterbecominghunted]

Popping By

[vinregan-blog]

hunterbecominghunted:

“I’m really really sorry Vin…you’re right I should make more an effort to stop by, especially when our schedules are different now. I guess I’m just…embarrassed over what happened during heat…you seeing me like that.” The small Omega’s face was flaming bright red now as they entered the diner, and Shuichi rubbed his cheek as if he could scrub away the blush. 

“Oh yeah, maybe dinner would be nice. You should come by the pack house sometimes…I’m always cooking something there.” 

“Don’t be embarrassed.” Vin answered, picking out a booth for them to sit in. He sat beside Shuichi, resting his hand on thigh. “It’s perfectly natural, being in heat. I only wish I had been able to stay and help you more.” Unfortunately, pressing matters had pulled him away, which was indeed something he regretted, since it would have been a prime opportunity to tie the little Omega to him on a more permanent basis.

“You cook, hm? I bet you’re a wonderful cook.” Vin complemented, chuckling. “What are we here for, then? You should come over tonight. Cook for us. I have stuff in the kitchen now. How’s that sound, hm? Better than greasy fast food?”

[thefarrowbeta]

Rather This Than Nothing

[vinregan-blog]

thefarrowbeta:

The insistent press of mouth against his and the cool metal of the elevator against his pack dragged a small moan from the Beta, lips parting to draw the other’s tongue in with a few soft flicks of wet pink muscle. When they broke apart Dallas was laughing just a little bit, just softly through his heavy breathing. He felt strange and dizzy but again that was probably the knock to the head, but still…

“I don’t usually do submissive you know…but…I’m very lonely and very hurt and a bit of comfort never killed anyone.” Dallas’ fingers fell to the other’s belt loops, tugging their hips together. “One time free pass to top me? When I’m in my right mind you can try to earn it again. I can’t turn down blue eyes like that for at least one roll in the hay.” 

Vin laughed uproariously at the mere suggestion that he would do anything other than top. He was an Alpha. While he enjoyed his fair share of experimentation in the bedroom, some things were just wrong, and he had no intention of ever doing them. Bottoming- for anyone, any time, anywhere- was at the very top of that list.

“Well you will tonight.” He hummed, tugging on the belt loops on the Beta’s jeans as the elevator doors opened on his floor and he dragged the other man out. He unlocked his apartment and pulled the Beta inside, barely getting the door closed again before he was yanking on his clothes and ravishing his neck with hard, possessive kisses.