Your Sweet Omega

Welcome to Your Sweet Omega Omegas for Sale Indie 18+ RP

[lostcndfound]

"Look, I-" Orion stepped back and eyed Fenrir's hand with suspicion. "I fell for this alpha spiel once before, so sorry if I'm not eager to repeat that."

He was. But he couldn't trust that judgement. He still didn't trust it as he took a step forward and started to reach out, before hesitating.

"I can leave, right? I wouldn't be stuck here? Cause I am not made for the snow." Even with his rising body temperature, and the warmer air, the shorts and sandals left him feeling a chill. "Or to be without a shower."

[yoursweetomega]

"Yes, I'm aware I need to start policing my people. False Alphas who use their position to hurt others will not stand."

He was angered to hear that the other had been hurt by someone claiming to be an alpha.

"I would never force you to stay here, Orion. I brought you here to hunt with me. That is all. This place is wonderful for hunting. And for pack bonding. I have a house here as well. Though it does not have indoor plumbing. It is warm, and safe."

His hand was still held out.

"Do you wish for me to become your pack?"

[lostcndfound]

Pack.

Something in him ached even at the word. Needed to belong. But it hadn't gone well the last time, so he had to ignore it, or at least try, even as that ache grew into a sinking pit in his stomach that longed for what was missing.

"I know I still have a lot to learn." He swallowed, "But if I'm going to, I'd rather the guy saying he knows more to actually just tell me what he's dancing around." The full moon made his otherwise clearer brain struggle to keep up, as instinct started to take over.

"You should know what thinking gets like around now."

[yoursweetomega]

"I have no pack. It's something I long for. A mate and a pack. One of the easiest ways to welcome a wolf into a pack is to have sex with the alpha. Orion, you are the first wolf I have allowed close in thousands of years."

He held out his hand now.

"I would like to be your alpha. The rest can come later, with time. There is a lot to learn and I will guide you. Will you join my pack?"

[ofmagicallonging]

"My people are scared of me without it. I wear to make them at ease." Kaius huffed. He was annoyed enough as it was with the current situation he didn't need it from another person. "And your right, I don't want to live in a place where I am lesser. But I want to make sure my parents legacy continues. I want to make this place better and the only way I can do it is by dealing with their bullshit." He growled.

"I can't make things better for people like me if I am not here. The only way to make any change and make this kingdom better is by being here. If I leave then they'll make laws that outlaw people that are different. They will stop anyone being with other kinds. They will ruin this kingdom and I don't want that. They may hate me with everything they have. But I will never give up on here." He didn't realise that in his rant his glamour had dropped completely and he was causing various shapes out of shadows around him.

Instead he kept going as he climbed back up on the edge he'd been balancing on before before continuing his rant. "Yes I would for you to parade me around, and worship me and show me off in such a manner. Yes I would want you to steal me away. But I'm not giving up on them. Yet i don't know why you'd even want that or care what i want when you're meant to be painting a stupid painting that I dont want that is just meant to hang among the others that no one but me cares about."

[yoursweetomega]

His voice is soft and calm now as he gently places something in the prince's hand.

"Your uncle has no right to give you away. Not when you already belong to someone. Not when I was there at your birth. Not when I promised your mother that I would cherish and love you. That when you came of age, I would take you as my mate."

What he had slipped into Kaius was half of a pendant. The Prince would have the other half of it.

"You. For me it's always been you. But I needed to go away for a while. People would have noticed that I wasn't aging. They would have asked questions. I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, my Prince."

He took a step back.

"I'll leave if you want me to."

[lostcndfound]

Orion cocked his head with a bemused smile, but before he could respond, the world was gone. Sandals were suddenly a really bad choice.

He looked around, mouth agape, as he tried to deal with what seemed like confirmation of a reality he simply wasn't ready for.

"I-" He blinked a few times then looked back, "I don't want you to." Orion crossed his arms, cleared his throat, and fixed Fenrir with a look. "What? You think I'm gonna see some forest and be impressed enough to beg you to be your 'mate'? I was asking to have sex, not make a lifestyle change. Are other wolves this easy?"

[yoursweetomega]

"You are a wolf of a powerful and ancient bloodline, Orion. Yes...wolves are...sexual beings. Our sex drive is heightened compared to a human. Especially around the full moon. But there is still so much you do not know. A wolf without a pack...if you and I were to have sex we would be bound as pack."

Did Orion really not know?

"What...do you know about what you are now?"

[soulsuckrrs]

open to: m/f/anyone muse: Elliadore Lethrial, several hundred years old, fae, second prince of the Moon Court, pansexual plot: y/m was isakei'd into another world, the Fae world, where Elliadore is the second born prince to the throne of the Moon Court. y/m was summoned/drawn to his world by his father & the plan is to use y/m for political & military power as Elliadore's father is going to parade y/m around as the "hero of the realm". whether or not y/m actually is more powerful/has powers/is the hero of the realm is up to you! bonus points if y/m is bonded/soul bonded to Elliadore. hmu if you wanna plot more! connection: person summoned/brought to the Moon Fae Court.

Elliadore should have fought this more. Put up a fight and not allow his father and brother to have their way. Whatever was to happen, whether or not they succeeded in summoning another being from a different world, Elliadore knew his father and brother would use it to their benefit. He just couldn't believe this was happening. Elliadore couldn't stop the sick feeling stirring in his gut and for once he was glad he had skipped the morning meal because he would surely be spewing whatever was in his stomach as the chanting of the fae mages grew in pitch and volume, magic swirling about the tower with a violent sort of tension in the air.

The second fae prince shifted on his feet as the air whipped around the tower in a circle as if a twister would form right there. Off to Elliadore's left stood his father and older brother, Gregor, who had his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to bark orders to the guards that surrounded them. To the second prince's left and slightly behind him stood the old man who served as his guard but none of them held Elliadore's focus as a light started to form in the center of the twister that had now gathered some items and debris.

A plank of wood struck a guard and sent them soaring back, Gregor tensed further and Elliadore stepped a little closer as he watched the light grow before it exploded. Blasting everyone back a step and some off their feet if they weren't ready. Elliadore put his left hand up to guard his eyes but he continued to watch as the spell seemed to peak and a figure emerged from the center.

[yoursweetomega]

His world was falling apart. It was being ripped to pieces as a celestial body approached. Light started to pull people away, as if they were summoned to other lands. High above, star ships were calling as many of Earth's population as they could gather. Man and animal, turned to light and brought aboard to save them as the moon started crashing down towards Earth.

Until there was nothing left.

Until Todd was left alone and the air was getting thin.

He closed his eyes, ready to die.

An abandoned fox shifter...abandoned again.

Slowly he opened his eyes, determined to watch his end, until a portal opened beside him.

Without thinking, he pushed himself through, crashing into...a tall man. Solid.

His smaller form seemed to fit so perfectly against him as three tails erupted from his own rump.

Three.

He had only ever had one.

But he didn't notice this now. Instead, his eyes focused on the man whose scent was so...intoxicating.

He pushed in closer to them, blushing.

"Hi..."

[ofmagicallonging]

Kaius made a whistling noise to call off Jeckyll who reluctantly stopped growling and went to curl up again in the spot he'd been in all afternoon. He climbed down from the railing where he'd been carefully balanced. "I don't want a painting nor did I request one." He said bluntly. He had a feeling that his uncle would have requested it. But he didn't want it.

He quickly put his glamour back on, if this was a case he couldn't get out of it, then he knew everyone would prefer he looked normal. "You don't spend much time around royals, do you?" He chuckled. "the moment you are born a prince, it doesn't matter. If your next in line, your next in line." He explained. "I would do anything for my kingdom. I love it more than anything. I just don't love the people I have to interact with."

[yoursweetomega]

"Royals? No. Gods and Deities? Yes. In fact, I have two mothers, one a muse and one a goddess. But yet, you hide what makes you different."

Vincent seemed annoyed now that Kaius' glamor was up.

"Take it off. I don't paint those who hide their true selves. You were gifted your true form by the gods. You were marked as blessed. Yet you hide it away."

He mumbled under his breath about ungrateful princes as he set up the canvas.

"Now if I had you...I would never let you wear that silly glamor. I would parade you around Mount Olympus as the beauty that you are. I would cherish you like the moon struck being that you are. I would worship every inch of you. Yet you are so certain you want to live in this place where you are seen as a lesser being."

He shook his head.

"Insanity."

[lostcndfound]

"Oh." Orion mulled over the revelation, or the claim. He wasn't about to take such a fantastical statement at face value without proof. "Well. See...I don't believe in the rights of kings so you can be all that but..." He shrugged.

Orion sniffed the air again, trying to discern if there was anything that felt ancient or powerful or not just like some run of the mill wolf selling him a lie.

"Really, dude, I just need a yes or no. If you want me to call you my king or whatever, that's cool. I don't mind a bit of role play. But sure, lets, lets go to your magic forest." He laughed, clearly not believing it.

[yoursweetomega]

Fenrir snorted.

"A yes, or a no. I don't just...sleep around."

But he reaches out, and the world blurs around them. There is snow on the ground where they are now, and the trees are evergreens. Despite the snow, the air is a reasonable temperature. Not too cold. Perfect for the body heat that rises while a wolf is transforming on the full moon.

"Why should I make someone like you one of my mates?"

[sunsrpmuses]

Lucas was a Winter Knight and Fae Lord. Little omega foxes were well bellow the threshold of what could influence him. A simple wave of his hand had the air stirring and the very pheromones freezing under the onslaught of Winter. It was annoying to have to take a moment to ward the boy's cell to block the scent in afterwards, but really that was just another reason it was best the mafia family had been eliminated. Sloppy people were such a waste of time.

It was cruel to let an omega go without relief of any kind, but Lucas wasn't a nice man. He preferred his toys broken. No, he'd wait until the heat had run its course and the omega was whimpering from the lack of any bodily contact or even release. Such animals were always so much fun like that. So desperate to be of service.

[yoursweetomega]

Day one of the heat in full force had him pounding on the door to be let out.

Day two had him attempting to escape out the window...but it was a very long way down, and he had no means of creating any sort of rope to lead him down.

Day three...silence.

On day four, the guards were rushing about; unsure of what to do. Todd had been found covered in blood with deep scratches on his arms, legs and chest. Everywhere his nails could reach he was covered in these furrows.

One of the guards came to Lucas' office.

'Sire...the fox is injured. He's lost a lot of blood. There is a medic treating him in his room now, but they are awaiting your orders'.

[chervbino]

Perhaps. Armand wasn’t too sure about it, but it was safe to say that he was going through some existential crisis now that his marriage to Louis had ended and he was basically left with nothing. His fledgling, his first and only one, had turned to none other than Lestat, and Armand was the one left behind.

He cuddled against Vincent as much as he possibly could in this position. His head rested on Vincent’s shoulder, eyes closed. He thought about the other man’s words. He let them sink in just enough before the other tilted his head up.

They looked into each other’s eyes and for a moment, Armand was certain that there was no pain left. Everything was forgotten just for a while. Just for as long as Vincent spoke. Just as long as Armand was told to think of a new name. A thumb brushed over his bottom lip and made Armand tremble just a little bit.

❝I am not sure yet,❞ he said, meaning the name he could not choose just yet. ❝But I know that I want to be with you. We can figure out the rest in time. But I need you to promise me that you will not abandon me like everyone else. Can you promise me that?❞ Armand leaned his forehead against Vincent’s.

[yoursweetomega]

"If there is ever a place I must go...then you will be at my side. Now that I have you back, I'm not about to let you get away."

He kissed Armand's brow now.

"I'm sorry about before. But I thought you needed the friend and not the lover back then. Centuries have passed. I will be whatever you need me to be. Friend. Lover. Protector."

His arms tightened around the vampire.

"I want to get to know you again. I want to know what your life has been since that night. I know that the memories must be hard and I don't expect you to tell me everything now. Bit in your time...I would like you to tell me. To get it off your chest. But for now...we should get you out of these rags of clothes. Washed up, and into something comfortable to wear. Then we'll do some online shopping for proper clothes for you."

[sunsrpmuses]

"Where I come from bride is for the girl," Milo retorted, turning the man's words back on him. "And I'm not submissive!" The latter sounded less than believable though he was so very sure he meant it.

"Yeah, I don't remember boars or you. And all I see is an old guy. I didn't sign on to be a bride," he insisted, backing away from the man, thinking maybe it was time to find a new job.

[yoursweetomega]

Fenrir snorted.

"Why would I let my intended live with such a traumatic memory? I watched you for weeks. You couldn't sleep. I had someone take the memory of that night away from you. You slept like a lamb after."

In fact, Fenrir had never stopped watching Milo.

He knew that among humans he would be called a stalker.

But he worried about the mortal.

"Milo...I care about you. I have watched you grow. I have loved you for so long. Now you are an adult. Now you are at an age where you can ascend to be with me."

[ofmagicallonging]

Open starter

Muse: Kaius

Plot: Kaius has been told he has to pick his spouse by the end of the week at a ball and is a little sick of everyone suddenly throwing themselves at him.

Connection ideas: friend, guard, new suitors, uncle, any connection welcome. Taboo welcome.

Ever since the announcement his uncle made, everyone had suddenly been throwing themselves at Kaius. The people that used to openly talk about him while in the same space as him were throwing themselves at him. The people that avoided him were fighting others just to be in front of him. None of it mattered though. He could see how much they only wanted the title and not him. Some of them even had the guts to say so to his face.

The ball wasn't until the end of the week but Kaius was already done. He had taken himself up to the highest balcony, hoping no one would bother him up there. He began playing his flute while Jeckyll laid near the door. He finally felt himself relaxing until he heard the hyena starting to growl at something. He lowered his flute with his grip held tightly on it. In seconds his glamor dropped as his anger frustration took over. "I am done with you all throwing yourselves at me." He growled, turning on his heels to face them. He didn't even process who it was as he continued his rant. "I'm not going to be picking someone who has spent forever hating me and avoiding me to suddenly be throwing themselves at me because they want the crown. Its more telling than anything and its disgusting. I'm a person too. I will be picking an another royal or noble for the sake of politics at the ball. So just like I've told everyone else who has thrown themselves at me, I am not interested." He snapped.

[yoursweetomega]

Vincent's hands are full. Otherwise he might be holding them up to calm the prince.

"Look, your highness...I'm just hired to do your painting."

In fact, one hand is holding a blank canvas and the other an easel. There is a bag at his hip that is very filled with paints and his palette as well as brushes of various types.

He was well aware of what was happening to the young prince. Well aware that the other might be under some serious stress about it. Gently setting up his easel, he then set everything else down and made his way towards the prince.

"You don't deserve it. To be treated as nothing until suddenly everyone wants something. Honestly, fuck this place. Do you even want to be King? I mean...has anyone ever asked you what you want?"

[raidersden]

open to: male tops scenario: lack of resources is more of a threat to life now than what's left of the zombies that turned the world on it's head... and your muse has found themselves in the raider's den.

Staying concealed in the shadows, AJ kept his handgun aimed at their back as they stepped into the abandoned church's baptismal pool; the groan of the pipes just loud enough to mask the mechanical whirring of his prosthetic left hand as his grip tightened around his weapon. Thankfully all of their valuable supplies were locked away in the wine vault downstairs, that was one less thing he had to worry about, but they still shouldn't have been here; they shouldn't have been able to get inside that easily.

"Hate to ruin your bath," his voice was coarse and graveled, his lips pursed and his brows furrowed, as he finally stepped out and made his presence known; his weapon still aimed on the now naked man waist deep in the pool filled with cold, fresh, clean water. "but I'm going to need you to tell me how you got in here..."

[yoursweetomega]

His eyes glow green as he turns to look at the human. A small smile pulls at the corner of his lips.

"No place is off limits for a deity. But this place isn't as secure as you might think. And do you even have a medic?"

He shook his head and tutted.

The Tower was safe, protected by ancient magics. It held many survivors who were thriving. The Earth Bound Gods ruled it, with Atlas Grey as their King. Their main doctor was David Hunter, a child of Apollo.

Fenrir was the recruiter of sorts. That is, he was the one who went out seeking survivors for The Tower. The Dead stayed well away from him and anyone around him. Especially when he was in his true wolf form.

Slowly, he dipped under the water. It felt good to be in cold water with it being so warm outside. Summer was hitting hard. He had already been looking for three days in the heat for survivors.

The scent of life had brought him here.

He came up slowly, water dripping down his naked form before he held out his hand to the other, eyes still glowing emerald green.

"Tell me, mortal. What is your religion? What do you believe in?"

[fantastic-flights-of-fantasy]

"I knew I had been drawn here for a reason..." she said quietly, almost revenant of the moment.

And as he began to undress her, she shivered. Not from the cool air hitting her skin but from anticipation of what was to come.

"I can absolutely get on board with no bra," she giggled softly as he freed her breasts.

She ground her hips down lightly against his fingers with a moan.

"We should do it here, under the watch of the moon. It feels right".

[yoursweetomega]

Fenrir hummed softly as he dipped a finger inside of her. Slowly, he moved it in and out. Feeling her like this was getting him harder than the sight of her alone had. The scent of her. She was perfect for him.

Slowly, he lay her down upon a soft bed of moss. His large, naked frame hung over top of her as he ripped her panties away.

Now she was utterly bare before him.

Slowly, he spread her legs and slipped between them, one on either shoulder as he buried his face against her core, licking into her, devouring what was his.

[sunsrpmuses]

Lucas smirked and shook his head. "Ah yes, the runner. Quite dead," he said darkly. He tugged out a phone and showed off an image of a rather mangled body with the boys face. "I don't miss. Ever."

"We could of course do tests to see which of you is the real son...or if the dead man had twins and dumped one for a while," he mused. "It'd be embarrassing to have shifter genes breed true after all."

"But it's much more fun to leave it a mystery. As for your heat," he said with a laugh. "I think we'll just leave you nice and secure until you're properly desperate and prepared to offer yourself up for new employment." He waved a hand and his men took the boy away to be secured with no ability to get himself off. He had every intention of letting the boy's heat run it's course in the most tormenting way possible.

[yoursweetomega]

Todd winced as he was thrown into the tower dungeon where he had originally been found. However, his few comforts had been removed. The bed remained, but not much else.

The first day, someone came to bring him cold water to bathe with.

He was grateful for it though. The witch had not let him bathe.

Luckily there was a bathroom of sorts that lacked anything more than a toilet and sink.

On the third day, his heat hit.

The scent of him filled the entire estate.

For some unknown reason...his scent seemed to seek out one person in particular though. Lucas. His scent wrapped around the other as if Todd wished for it to torment him just as he was being tormented without any toys.

Still, his heat had not gotten too bad yet.

Mostly, he was cold.

He had only one blanket and his body craved heat from another being.

[lostcndfound]

"Uhhh... should I?" Orion snorted and rolled his eyes. "And come on, hitting me with the 'do you even know who I am' immediately?"

Orion hadn't spent a lot of time with other wolves. Not if he could help it. So maybe he was missing things, but the last time he'd been around someone purporting to be some knowledgeable 'alpha', it hadn't gone well.

"I know I've been one for ten years, and that you smell different to other werewolves I've met, familiar but different. Why? You gonna quiz me?"

[yoursweetomega]

"There are different lineages of werewolves. Each one descended from a different wolf deity. I am the deity of your lineage. Your King. Fenrir. Son of Loki."

His eyes searched Orion to see if there was any recognition. Then he rolled his eyes.

"Come on. I'll bring you to my forest so that you can hunt in peace this full moon. Just...be careful what you hunt. Some things are proper size for a wolf like you. Others are far too large for you to take down."

He didn't offer his private forest to just anyone, so he hoped Orion knew how monumental this moment was.

[lostcndfound]

Open RP

Full moon frisky werewolf lad. Men only for written usft, but all welcome with ftbs and time skips.

Orion was far from a prude. Far from buttoned up. Anyone who'd known him before the bite, and any fellow werewolf who'd known him sense, had heard the term 'free love' from the crunchy little hippie wolf's mouth at least once. Still, it happened less and less since he'd turned. Really only one thing brought it out.

"Look, I've got a couple hours until the werewolf thing kicks in," He explained, "You want to have some fun? It always gets me all-" He growled, "Worked up."

[yoursweetomega]

"Do you...have any idea who you are talking to? Seriously? I'm not upset I'm just...confused."

Fenrir was king of wolves.

And yet...this one was now bowing. And while sex had been offered; this one was not on his knees begging for his knot.

"Do you know...anything about wolves?"

[sunsrpmuses]

open to male fcs / sub / bottom / twinkish builds preferred

It really was annoying when Lucas had to get involved personally in matters, but some of the more magical families didn't understand their place and had to be removed from power. And that meant calling in a knight of the Winter Courts. Typically Lucas would take over, clean things up, and elevate a new family before returning to his own affairs. A few months work and a big paycheck. It kept the Winter Court happy and out of his business. This one, a witch family gone mafia, was clearly going to be a bit more thorny and this season's collection was decidedly not happening. A severe annoyance, but fortunately it also came with entertainment.

He smirked down at the boy his men had tossed before the big desk he was leaning against. The boy was perhaps 19, young, thin, and pretty. The desk had belonged to his father, whose body was currently being removed by one of his men.

"You know it's funny. No one mentions you anymore. Ever. Everyone outside pretty much wrote you off for dead years ago. What is it? Your big bruiser of an old man didn't want a sissy boy for an heir?" Was it rude to say that; sure but the boy looked very tiny and very delightfully gay compared to his dead relatives. Plus, Lucas was annoyed with the whole family and the boy was the only one still alive to take that out on.

[yoursweetomega]

His heart is pounding in his chest. Todd's life had been a complicated one. He had been raised by a forest ranger until it became clear that he wasn't human or fox, but a shifter. Then he had been abducted by a witch when it seemed his face was that of their youngest son.

Said son, was far away now with his body guard. They had gotten away days before the attack by Lucas and his men.

But Todd had no loyalty to the witch family who had kidnapped him, and no loyalty to the young man with his face.

His eyes flickered gold for just a moment.

"I'm not who I appear to be, I'm afraid. I am not a witch, and this was not my family. I simply looked like the youngest son so they kept me caged up as a decoy. While you believed I had been locked away out of shame, the true son fled days ago."

He sighed softly.

"But you should probably lock me up in that tower again for the next week or so."

He pulled back from the desk. His revelation had led to the guards releasing him.

"I'm a werefox and an omega. As such I'm about to go into heat. I don't want to be a distraction to you or your men."