Date: 2016-11-28 04:56 am (UTC)
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This is not what Alphas do. This is never what Alphas do. Goody comes in and hands over the water and, just like that, the most he's done is sniff along his neck. Another, weaker man would have Billy thrown on the bed, robe pulled off and his cock half inside him, by now. And, while the base, animal instincts of him desires that, the rest of him is deeply impressed by the restraint Goody is showing. His friend who's never thought of him as an Omega, first. Just as a partner. A friend.

Billy's never desired someone more than does right there, in that moment. It's a completely foreign feeling.

"You...only think that because of the heat," he accuses. Because the heat works both ways. Muddies the water on both sides of this pond; Billy might have his judgement clouded by his hormones, but his pheromones are driving Goody out of his head as well. This was the hardest, most complicated moment to get any sort of consent in. Which was why most people did without.

Not them, it seemed. They don't touch each other. Control might be waning, but it's still held within their tight fists as they stare each other down and stew in the tension all over this room.

"You mate for life. You only get one shot at this. You don't want to waste it on me. This is all just...just the heat messing with your mind, Goody. It's not real. It's just...illusions."
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