I want to know all about play mating Derek and Braeden. I see such a bright future ahead for those two. does Braeden dirty talk him, give him her fingers and tell him all about how she sees him one day being fat round with her babies? and I want to know if they strut around campus, Braeden's hand low and comfortable in the scoop of Derek's back, Derek leant in with his arm around her shoulder, brazenly meeting the eyes of all comers.
AUGH, ANON. I WAS SUPPOSED TO EDIT. you just saved me from that — thank you so much.
this Derek learns what it really means to be an omega with Braeden pressing him down, her body blanketing his, her touch making him go wet, liquid, between his legs, even outside of his practice heats. and it’s the same for her. he’s the only omega she ever catches during playtime at school, wrestling him down while he laughs and struggles. he always stops the second she sets her teeth into his nape, whining high pitched and shocked by his own need, suddenly so desperate for her, his ass going up, begging her to touch him there.
and everyone looks at them no matter where they are; classmates aroused and confused with it, not knowing what to do with themselves when the scent of Braeden and Derek’s combined arousal turns the air thick and sweet; adults indulgently and sentimentally, saying that it’s only play mating, doesn’t mean a thing, even though their eyes are hungry as they take them in.
there’s a contract now, between their families, allowing them to practice under supervision at school, but the thing no one really knows about is how often Derek crawls into Braeden’s bed while her mother’s at work. how she screws him open on her fingers until he’s quaking, panting into her pillow, his hips swaying he needs her so badly and his hard dick hurting and neglected between his thighs. she’ll scrape her teeth over the skin of his back, bite him hard enough to make him go tight around her fingers, whisper about how once he goes into heat, she’ll do him for real, use her fist and one of those double-ended dildos they’ve seen online, fuck both of them at the same time.
no one knows that she flips him onto his back sometimes, sits down on his skinny cock, lets him fill her up like that. she always rides him leisurely, learns what they both like, and Derek’s face is all screwed up with lust, his claw-tipped fingers stinging her waist, because it’s too dirty, too taboo. he’s the omega, he’s not supposed to—
and she’ll tease his nipples, pinch them where they’re still puffy with baby fat, tell him about how she’ll get him pregnant one day, watch him become all big belly and heavy tits.
he always breaks then, unloading into her, a red-faced, shuddery mess under her as he comes, and she loves him in all the ways everyone says she’s too young to understand, fiercely and protectively, with a tenderness she only ever has for him. so she waits until he blinks sleepy eyes at her, smiles and tugs on her hips. only then she takes him by the hair and straddles his face, sinks down until he can clean her up, eat his come and her slick, suck her clit and lick it until she comes on his tongue, squirting and bathing his face with her slick.
they’re too young for heat, but she knows this isn’t playing either, the way they take pleasure in each other in ways that don’t exactly satisfy the instinct to breed. it’s just them.
