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cashewlater) wrote2023-02-17 10:10 pm
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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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. ]