Omega are vulnerable classes. They are weak, do not know how to take care of themselves, always need to be under the protection of an alpha, because, it is the only class that will be able to protect them.
This was one of the many valuable lessons the Jones family passed down to subsequent generations. Every time he listened to that kind of conversation, Gabriel was not understanding why his paternal family was so interested in being stronger than the other classes. After all, his mother had never looked weak. Nor his uncle, much less his maternal grandfather...
The maternal family were a little sensitive, but quite legal compared to the paternal family. They always asked how he was, how he felt when something bad happened, and his grandfather made a delicious bread when he visited the place.
Weak, they had nothing.
As he grew older, Gabriel understood the true meaning of those lessons. It wasn't the question of an omega being weak, but of making it weak. Enough to depend on an alpha.
Especially in periods of heat.
When Gabriel had lost his virginity to an omega girl, he had unraveled the mysteries of the lessons learned in childhood. It wasn't in everyday life that an omega would show its vulnerability, it was in bed. It was at that moment that the alpha should show its strength to make it clear that without it that omega does not survive. Like the dominant alpha was a drug for a long-time addict.
Where there would be no turning back.
Gabriel had never liked to feel that way, despite his instincts following such standards. He always did his best when he was in heat, because he wanted to impress the girl. Now, what boy in full puberty would like to hear that his performance was a failure? Surely he would strive to elicit praise from his partner.
However, it always seemed wrong. Unsatisfactory. Boring to the point that Gabriel no longer accept the invitations to be partner of heat of the girls who liked him. It was as if for them, any breath of that alpha was enough to raving.
Gabriel didn't want that.
Well... not until then.
From the moment he admitted burning in desires for Theodore, Gabriel felt that the motto of his paternal family bombarded him. Not an omega girl, but a boy. He was not weak, but strong enough not to deny his sexual orientation. How many times had Theodore made it clear, and very well spoken, that he liked men? His moments were glorious, even if he had a hint of shame on his face.
He wasn't vulnerable at all.
The only time he could feel that vulnerability was when he first touched him. It was so scary for Gabriel to discover a side of himself like that, that it was hard to stop. Oh yes, it was very difficult. When you realize that the pleasure is in leaving the other vulnerable.
The reactions he had torn from Theodore rooted in his memories, being revived in the eternal looping. The warmth his hands felt when he held his member and masturbated him in school had never abandoned him. The voice calling him that way, the way his body called out for his... None of that would leave Gabriel.
Watching that omega sleep in his bed with his body shrunk, Gabriel pulled the covers over him sighing heavy. Now he understood the meaning of the lessons learned, it was simply unbearable to resist.
Gabriel wanted to make him vulnerable.
He wanted to show Theodore that only he would satisfy him.
That alpha was yours, just like that omega was his.
And no one else would be able to interfere with that relationship.
Because Theodore could only depend on Gabriel.
Caressing his own forehead, the alpha bit his lower lip hard. By heaven, as he hated himself for agreeing with the thoughts of his family. In no way did he want to reduce himself to a dependent sexual relationship. Or else to make Theodore a weak person.
Getting up from the bed, the naked boy went to the bathroom where he could take a towel and moisten it on the tap. When he returned to the room, he had been very careful in cleaning Theodore by removing any remaining ejaculation.
While sliding the damp cloth through his skin, Gabriel had not failed to observe that omega. Theodore's eyelashes were long and strangely dark, but charming nonetheless. His mouth was so defined and was slightly reddish by the kisses exchanged once. He even passed the tip of his thumb over them, feeling the softness of his skin and opening a smile to watch him give a lazy kiss.
Theodore's chest was full of marks scattered on his skin, but no bites. Gabriel had been extremely careful in that regard after what he had seen happen to his best friend. Theodore's body was undefined, yet thin and soft. Just looking at him from afar the alpha felt like sinking his face into his belly to kiss him and nibble him until he heard his laugh.
He just wanted to sink into that omega.
Finished cleaning his body, Gabriel out until his closet picks up some of his blouse. Well, he didn't want to touch the omega stuff without your permission, so would be better borrow some of his own clothes. A shirt was the only piece that caught, since a peculiar smell had awakened him from daydreams.
Looking over his shoulder he found that Theodore was still asleep. Despite his body emanating the smell. He was definitely in heat, probably the clothes would be a nuisance to him while he wished to be touched. Just imagine that Gabriel already felt the blood pulsating in his veins.
It took a lot of discipline, and a few sheep, not to get carried away by the smell and wake Theodore for another round while wearing it.
Enjoying the calm of that morning, Gabriel had worn only one pair of pants and went out to the kitchen to get something to eat. The silence in his house was certainly routine, but to smell Theodore wherever he went was new. A pleasant sensation took hold of Gabriel.
Without much to prepare, he had chosen to make an instant noodle. While waiting for the noodles to be ready, the alpha stared at his kitchen counter peeking into his eyes. The open kitchen overlooked the room, looking empty for him. Despite the furniture and decoration that his mother had chosen, they were not very funny for Gabriel.
A strange sensation had taken hold of his head. A quick glimpse of someone sitting on the bench hugging the other person, smiling beautifully sharing a sweet moment. It was so fast that Gabriel felt empty when he turned to the stove continuing to prepare his evening snack.
What was that all about?
Scene from some movie he been watching? It seemed...
A shiver had taken his spine. Looking down the stairs, the alpha widened his eyes as he saw Theodore standing half-naked staring at him with his pupils dilated. His golden hair was all messed up, and his face still looked sleepy. Still, lovely.
— Why did you wake up? I could sleep a little longer. ― Asked Gabriel opening his usual knight smile. The omega had gone down the stairs staring at him serenely, taking one step at a time towards him exhaling that seductive smell. ― Theo?
Where have he ever seen something like this?
Theodore had slowly approached Gabriel, leaning his body towards him, gazing at him closely. The alpha had even retreated somewhat confused by his sudden appearance, but needing to control his hands in touching him. If he felt the warmth of his body... it would be right there that it would happen. And Theodore deserved better than that.
― What are you doing, Alpha?
His low and clear voice surprised Gabriel. The omega was completely unconscious, dominated by instincts, getting a huge charm. It was as if Theodore shone above the ordinary in his simple vision.
― C-Cooking a noodle. Are you hungry too, Theo?
Theodore had looked from the corner at the stove and then looked back at Gabriel nodding.
― Will you feed me, alpha?
Swallowing hard, Gabriel had nodded his head. Omega's intention to seduce him was clear, and he was falling like a duckling. So easy and tame in his game of charm. Especially when he smiled sweetly, causing internal discord of Gabriel. Covering his face with his hands, he regretted finding out he was weak for Theodore in heat.
Under the watchful eyes of an omega, Gabriel had turned off the fire seeming to completely forget where he was. He was looking for forks, but always opened the wrong drawer. All for feeling those light and dilated eyes accompanying him in the miserable movement he made.
Certainly he wanted to go to bed and be touched. He wanted an alpha to dominate him and make him dependent on it. And Gabriel wanted that too. By heaven, could bury himself in his body until it tore him in half just to prove to Theodore that he was his alpha. But wouldn't that mean he lost control? That he would give in to the creed that so repulses your family.
Turning his head over his shoulders, he saw Theodore standing like a statue.
He soon remembered the episode in his captain's house, when he saw Nicolas under the table facing Milles.
Ah... it was that. It was definitely that. The feeling was the same, with the difference that the protagonists of that persecution were others. He and Theodore are here.
― So that's how omega behave during heat... ― The boy whispered to his own thoughts.
Theodore tilted his head childishly, taking a few steps towards him extending his arms to embrace Gabriel's neck. Hanging on his back Theodore had opened a lascivious smile, further exhaling his scent.
― It takes, alpha. I'm not a very patient omega.
Was there still any thread of sanity in him? Gabriel doubted a lot, that way was just...exciting. But it should be controlled for a few minutes, they had not eaten and the omega was in full heat. He needed to take care of him before they got lost in each other's bodies one more time.
But how should he deal with that side of Theodore? It was your omega instinct before him asking for your attention. He had no idea how to deal with him. He was unlike any other girl he ever been with.
Basically he wants to be taken care of, right? Spoiled by the alpha. So, would it be okay for Gabriel to give in to his domineering side?
― Be a good boy and eat everything, will you? ― Try to say it firmly to the omega.
Slowly Theodore's bluish eyes widened and a huge smile sprouted on his lips. Agreeing with the head childishly, Theodore recoiled three steps obediently.
All right... he liked to be treated like that.
Taking a deep breath, Gabriel finally found a fork and took the small pan to deliver to the omega, which was still standing in front of the counter. With a few strands of noodles on his fork, Gabriel had extended the same to the omega waiting for it to fit. All Theodore had done was open his mouth and let himself be fed by the alpha.
His heart was crazy to see him so obedient wanting to be cared for and spoiled. He even leaned against the bench leaving his hands behind as if he refused to hold the damn fork.
— Ah... what a low blow. ― Murmured Gabriel giving up to understand his situation, going to feed Theodore carefully. ― I doubt in a normal situation you'd let me feed you in your mouth.
Watching Theodore in that state the flash of vision he had once had returned to his mind. Like a soda bubbling in a glass, rising through a straw, Gabriel's blood ran through his body at extreme speed. Despite this, his hands lost the heat next to his face that turned pale. Leaving the pot on the counter, Gabriel held the omega thighs lifting him enough to sit him on the bench, without averting his eyes.
Is that how that vision person was sitting?
And then the funniest feeling had arisen in his chest.
Like a deja vu.
Swallowing hard, the alpha stood between Theodore's legs, embracing his waist staring at him in astonishment. That was his place, he felt at his core. In his chest a euphoric explosion bombarded, and his mind did not stop working fervently with thoughts so light and agonizing.
All because he was replicating something that had come from his unconscious.
The omega's arms wrapped around his neck and their faces approached dangerously. Sweat began to appear on Gabriel's forehead, and his strong smell of an alpha dominator exuded without any shame. Staring at him petrified, he held his breath as he heard Theodore whisper.
― I found you, my alpha.
One mouth had met the other initiating a silent and astonished kiss. Gabriel couldn't react when he had such strange sensations occurring in his body. His muscles tingled and nothing else seemed to matter.
Nothing but that omega.
Your omega.
Your soul mate.