ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴍᴀʜᴀᴍᴀᴛʀᴀ (
cashewlater) wrote2023-02-17 10:10 pm
chew us up, spit us out, you know what you're breeding;
[ cyno would claim not to be nervous, but..
well. this is his first pairing, his first mating. with any luck the two of them will bond well, and it'll be his last, as well - cyno doesn't particularly wish to bear the shame of not being good enough, strong enough, powerful enough, alpha enough to please his intended mate. this is his duty. this is what he's been groomed to be, to do, to pass on the legacy of his people.
cyno can smell him through the closed door, he can scent his intended's heat, and it's enough to rile him. his rut rages through him, clawing at his insides, boiling his blood, but cyno stops to compose himself, to breathe..
he can't lose control. he must maintain himself. he must impress his mate, and keep himself composed.
swallowing thickly, cyno places one hand on the doorknob, breathes again, and opens the door to the room that has been prepared for them, where his new mate will be waiting for him, smelling perfect, laid out for him. with his white, furred ears standing tall, cyno's scarlet eyes flit across the room, waiting for what he will find. ]
well. this is his first pairing, his first mating. with any luck the two of them will bond well, and it'll be his last, as well - cyno doesn't particularly wish to bear the shame of not being good enough, strong enough, powerful enough, alpha enough to please his intended mate. this is his duty. this is what he's been groomed to be, to do, to pass on the legacy of his people.
cyno can smell him through the closed door, he can scent his intended's heat, and it's enough to rile him. his rut rages through him, clawing at his insides, boiling his blood, but cyno stops to compose himself, to breathe..
he can't lose control. he must maintain himself. he must impress his mate, and keep himself composed.
swallowing thickly, cyno places one hand on the doorknob, breathes again, and opens the door to the room that has been prepared for them, where his new mate will be waiting for him, smelling perfect, laid out for him. with his white, furred ears standing tall, cyno's scarlet eyes flit across the room, waiting for what he will find. ]

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permission isn't something either of them can achieve right now.
instead it's all desperate, animal need. cyno's hips work, pumping hard, driving his cock deep into tighnari's body with every hard thrust, taking him fully and completely. sweat begins to gather on cyno's hot skin, the bed creaking beneath their weight and movement, his knot already beginning to swell. ]
I'm going to fill you up.. [ he murmurs, lifting his mouth away from tighnari's chest, a string of saliva snapping between his lips and that pretty pink nipple. cyno presses their brows together, his strong muscles taut and shifting. ] Going to fill your belly with beautiful kits.
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But his cock feels so good, his mouth, the weight of his well built body above Tighnari's slighter frame even if there's not that much of a height difference. The mouth on his nipple has a deep ache of pleasure settling right down between his legs pushing the omega closer and closer to an orgasm. ]
Please, alpha... [ He moans, his head pressing back against the bed, neck bared and ears down as he can hear the wet sounds as their bodies slap together, feeling the way Cyno starts to catch on his walls. Instinctively his body tightens, intent to lock him inside, to get those kits the other is promising him. ]
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tighnari has thus far been a little bit ornery, but for the most part he's been beautifully accepting, spreading those pretty legs for him, so they can fulfill this ancient pact and come together. it's all cyno can think about - being with him, having pups with him, it all feels so right, so perfect..
and gods, tighnari feels so good, warm and wet and tight, and cyno is quickly growing close to the edge. tighnari begs him in that sweet, needy voice, and it's all cyno wants to give him what he wants, everything he could ever want. his hips pump harder, faster, driving his cock in deeply, fully with every hard thrust, until at last, at last he plummets over the edge.
with a low, pleased groan, cyno releases, spilling hot spend into tighnari's waiting womb, filling him up entirely. his knot swells, locking him in, and soon they are tied, and cyno has to bite his lower lip hard enough to draw blood in order to quell the urge to bite down on tighnari's neck in a mating bond. they might have been chosen for one another, they might be knotted together, but cyno won't go quite that far without explicit permission. ]
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His hazy mind grapples with that and the fact that there's no mating mark placed. ]
Mm...
[ His hips shift but he huffs in frustration at the way the tug of Cyno's knot has him stopping instantly. He's aware enough for his displeasure with the situation to surface even if he would be easily scolded into place still. ]
Hurry it up with that thing.
[ Like Cyno has any control over his knot. ]
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and then - ]
What?
[ lifting his head, he looks into tighnari's face, puzzled. his arm winds warm around tighnari's middle. ]
What do you mean? I didn't want to, without your permission -
[ he's talking about the bite, apparently.. ]
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[ What does permission have to do with anything? Also what does that have to do with hurrying up and getting out of his cunt? He has no idea and he's hazy and thoughts are blurry so he's not putting the pieces together that they're on two different topics even if it doesn't make any sense. ]
So you have permission for everything.
[ Tighnari's permission doesn't mean anything here. ]
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[ cyno hesitates. a mating bite will seal them together completely, bonding them closely, in a way that would be very difficult to pry apart again, should something happen, should this union not work out. but of course, why wouldn't it work out? everything has gone well up until this point. still.. ]
I'd still.. rather wait. Until you're ready. We can do it any time, it doesn't need to be now.
[ permission for everything.. doesn't sit entirely well, with cyno. he knows he's an alpha, and tighnari is an omega, and that certain things are expected of them both, but still tighnari is a person, with thoughts, feelings, desires. ]
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Tch. It doesn't matter.
[ They're never going to let him out of this whether Cyno bites him or not. They want to break him, they want to make sure he can't rile up anymore well behaved omegas. ]
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[ it certainly matters to cyno. his gaze flits over tighnari's face, reading the tension there, and something uncomfortable shifts in cyno's belly. a moment ago things had felt so good, so right, so perfect, but now there's a chill between them.
it's all right. it'll be fine. tighnari will warm up, he's sure. when tighnari drops his head, cyno rests his chin atop it, nuzzling his nose to one of tighnari's soft, fluffy ears. ]
Are you ready to come home with me? I hope you'll find it comfortable.
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Why is Cyno even asking him that? What choice is there? Though, he supposes at Cyno's home perhaps... there would be less prying eyes as Tighnari is humiliated and put into his place at the hands of his heat and a perfectly molded alpha.
Who smells so awfully good... ]
You don't have to act like it matters.
[ Tighnari's opinion of an alpha chosen by the sages is low. ]
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[ they'd warned him that tighnari would be.. like this. that he would be difficult. it's strange, to hear an omega speak so harshly, his tone sharp as the edge of a razor, but.. cyno has faith that it will work out. it has to. he's worked so hard to be worthy of this, to gain the right to start a family. not everyone is granted such privilege.
his hand smooths down tighnari's back, over warm, smooth skin. his knot is beginning to soften at last. ]
I think you'll like it.
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This won't be the only flash of need even if the first round takes hold the feral carnal needs would remain. ]
Then take me out of here.
[ He doesn't believe anything Cyno says, doesn't trust him in the least but getting a little further away from the sages would be good. ]
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[ he says, gently.
and that is what he does. the moment he's soft enough, they separate, their clothes are returned to them, and they are given permission to leave. their coupling had been surveyed, after all, and they were well pleased with what they saw, despite tighnari's snappish behavior. perhaps a patient alpha like cyno will have what it takes to break him in.
after washing up and dressing again, they're given leave, and cyno takes tighnari back to his large industrial style loft apartment. the large windows offer a beautiful view of sumeru city, and the space is warm, and comfortable. several bookshelves line the walls, bursting with tomes and papers and scrolls, and the entire space is open plan, airy and comfortable.
and there are.. plants. plants almost everywhere, plants of all kinds, trailing vines, lush monsteras, even a large pot of water by one tall window, in which a few lotuses float. cyno leads tighnari inside, one hand at the small of his back. he smiles, in a muted sort of way. ]
.. they told me you like plants.
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It doesn't take long to get to the apartment. It could be worse. It could be a lot worse, Tighnari knows that. The plants are healthy and beautiful and it is all Tighnari can do not to get visibly excited at seeing them. He doesn't want to give Cyno the satisfaction and of course it's all a ploy... all meant to manipulate him into complacency and submission. He presses down his pleasure at seeing the plants and looks out the windows. ]
What else did they tell you?
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Not much else. That you enjoy plants and fungi, and reading. That you're difficult to get along with.
[ at that, cyno chuckles, because that's.. certainly been true, however much cyno is trying. closing and locking the door, he hangs his leather jacket on a hook and steps closer, smoothing his hands down tighnari's arms. ]
Are you tired? Ready for bed? I can give you the tour tomorrow, if you'd rather sleep, but you can make yourself at home.
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Difficult. Just because I think all this is wrong.
[ That being an omega doesn't make him lower which is certainly how this society is built.
He lets out a quiet huff. ]
You don't want to keep making sure you put a little of kits in me?
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Well.. of course I do.
[ tighnari is beautiful, and he smells so, so good, their heat and rut are still going strong, despite how their earlier coupling had alleviated it a bit. he could easily take tighnari to bed again without issue, fuck him all night and be happy to do it, but.. making his omega comfortable takes precedence. ]
But.. wrong? What about this is wrong?
[ brows furrowed, cyno tips his head to look into tighnari's eyes. ]
Did I displease you?
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They gave me to you like I'm property. Because that's all omegas are seen as. Property, luxuries. We're viewed as second class citizens and the system is in place to ensure it stays that way.
[ Tighnari looks away. What's the point. And wouldn't they have given him an idea of what kind of rebellious stuff Tighnari spouts off and tries to do? Maybe not he seems unaware. ]
It's not about you. It's about what you represent.
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[ they'd warned him that tighnari was difficult, but they'd not gone into detail, perhaps purposefully keeping him in the dark so that he'd be more willing to make the attempt to breed with him. apparently, other alphas had snubbed him.
but cyno finds that he likes it. he likes that tighnari knows what he wants, that he has a mind of his own. it doesn't bother cyno, at least not yet. he can still do his best to make tighnari happy. ]
Omegas are important members of society. You bring us life. I don't intend to treat you any differently than I would treat anyone else.
[ he is.. perhaps surprisingly idealistic, for an alpha. ]