Alpha and Omega | Lagertha x Zprimal |

[Lagertha]

"You can do whatever you like when we get back, right now we need to be safe!" Karol growled lowly into her ear as he grabbed her hand. He didn't like being here, surrounded by people he didn't know or didn't like, but she had wanted so badly to see the city lights. She had begged him since they had been children, how much she had wanted to see how the Alphas and Betas acted without them. After all, it wasn't too often that Alphas had ventured anywhere near their enclave. They had a few betas that showed up every now and then, wanting to join their little group of freedom fighter Omegas, the silence realm she liked to joke.

"You don't have to always treat me like a child." She looked up at him, long black eyes lashed with large purple iris's staring at his dark green orbs. He was much taller than her, and like her he had a zip up hoodie on. The hood was up, shrouding their faces in the night, not like it mattered much. The stubble was still on Karol's chin from the day before, but she looked at him as though he was still a child. After all the two had grown up together, and had almost always been together. Though he had told her how dangerous it was coming to city crawling with Alphas and Betas, ones that didn't care much about Omega's freedom at all.

"I don't? You are wearing pig tails and have a doll like face! How can I not treat you like a child?" Karol looked down at her, her long pastel purple hair had been pulled from her hoodie, dangling against her clothed chest and spiraling at the ends below her waist. Her hair was shiny, well kept. Though the ends that spiraled were a deep pink color. The coloring looked good on her, and most Alphas or Betas didn't seem to mind all too often, most of them seemed to do the same. However Karol knew why they had both colored their hair, her preferring cuter colors then his shaggy blond color. It masked their scents from the Alphas. The Betas weren't as scary as the Alphas was, and Karol couldn't see her being taken away from him yet. She pursed her lips together at him, big full lips with a pastel rose color to them, in comparison to her pale skin it looked adorable and he couldn't help but smile at her childish expression. "Momo...Stop doing that. You are too cute for your own good."

"Momokok!" She pulled her hand away from him, fists on her tiny hips. She stood no taller than 4'7, the girl hadn't grown for a few years yet she was the age of 16. Though, in the six inches of heels she was walking around with, a pastel blue of course, she stood at 5'1 next to Karol. Karol in comparison was pretty short as well, 5'8 to be exact, but he hadn't minded at all. Betas blended it with him, and Momo and him didn't stand so far out with their shortness. Though compared to some Alphas, they felt like tiny dolls. She made an angry face at him, dark brown brows furrowing at him. "It's Momokok!" She exclaimed, seemingly annoyed with him for calling her a pet name. However, in her high pitched childish voice there was no way Karol couldn't stop himself from laughing at her. "Stop laughing at me!" Momo stomped her feet, her legs were bare, showing their toned quality all werewolves held, and she wore black frilly shorts, though they were hidden mostly under her grey hoodie.

"Momo." Karol finally said after placing his hands on his jeans to bend down to her, his lined tugged into a grin, his hoodie sleeves were pushed up his biceps, and he wore a watch -silver- on his right wrist. "Momo is a better name for you. It's cuter, it fits how cute you are." He exclaimed smiling smuggling at her. "Now, we should go. I know you are hungry, but going to the market place in mid day to steal food is a bad idea." Karol was whispering now, hand over his lips as he whispered into her pale ear. Momo chewed on her bottom lip, long nails in points curling as she thought about what he was saying. People passed them by on the streets, not thinking too much about how they looked. Their hair was dyed, the clothes they wore had certain types of perfumes on them, and they had both been sure to rinse in a certain chemical bath so no one could tell their scent from anyone elses. Mostly, Betas would think they were Betas, and Alphas would think they were Betas. "Let's go to a trash bin or something to get food, then we can go home tomorrow morning after camping out in an alleyway. You've gotten to see the big city, and it's not for us Momo. It's dangerous here." Karol pulled back, he was smiling halfway, really an uncertain smile. There was this nagging feeling that something was going to go wrong, and he didn't want to stick around for it to happen. However, his face slipped from a smile when he heard her stomach rumbling, as well as his own echoing the motion. He watched Momo wrap her arms around her stomach and shiver, they hadn't eaten for days.

"I'm so hungry.." Momo exclaimed. Karol had found himself following her into the marketplace, even after he had told her they could go home and she could do whatever she wanted there. Momo was rubbing her stomach as they walked, her heels clicking against the stone ground. They walked through the booths in the center, the first rows of booths in the park consisted of arts and crafts, jewelry, candles, painting, sculptors, journals, one even had fairly frilly girly things that Karol was surprised Momo didn't stop to look at. He was looking around, scanning the faces, the way people moved around them, and making sure no one was watching them.

The smell of food hit Karol making every muscle in his body tense at the smells, pork roasting, chicken, bison, beef, snake, lamb, vegetables, fruits. His mouth started salivating, but he swallowed it before sighing. "Momo, this is a bad-" Karol looked down, eyes wide when she wasn't close to him. His head jerked around, turning this way and that as he looked for her and when he looked forward...he could see her weaving between the crowds of people. "Shit!" His face snarled, before Karol was dashing after her trying to push people out of his way to get to her, but he wasn't as short and small as Momo who was weaving between people's backs, through their legs and up struck arms.

"STOP HER!" The words were sprung from a lively man's lips as he spat, pointing to the girl as she ran. "SHE STOLE MY MEAT!" He screamed, expecting someone to chase after her. Momo's hood had fallen off her small head, her hair was bouncing behind her as she maneuvered carefully between people's legs, a whole two racks of lamb, uncooked, was jammed beneath her hoodie, and her arms cradled it like a baby as she ran. People stopped, looking at the stale of the man screaming in shook, and this gave Momo a better opportunity to run. People had stopped walking, there was pauses in there steps and she broke through the crowd smiling as she started running full force in her heels, not bothering to look behind her to see if Karol was there or not as she dodged people, twisting through the park to go into the city streets.

Momo didn't know the city at all, but she shoved people out of her way as she held onto the meat, not bothering to stop for anyone that told her too. She was certain she might break her legs running like this, but she continued to run, crossing streets as cars tried to turn lanes, jumping them, sliding across them before weaving through more people. Finally, after a good twenty minutes of running, Momo turned a corner in the town, she saw an underground subway, cram-packed with people, and she pushed down inside of it. Momo weaved in and out of people, walking slowly before she found a public restroom, a shared one, before opening it, moving past the one person in there before going to a stale. She closed the door, put the seat down on toilet, climbed on top of the toilet with her feet up as she panted heavily before pulling the raw meat out. Momo didn't bother, or care if people heard her, or smelt the meat, but she dug her teeth into it and began to devour the first food she had in four days. ​

 

[Zprimal]

The chill of winter was only beginning to set in that day. The market was thrumming with life as people had begun to leave their work places, most deciding to frequent this place for a dinner before returning home. The smell of meat filled the air, mingling with the scent of the recent rainfall. Corrin cast a watchful eye over the market, flanked by two of his subordinates on either side. He was easily taller by a head compared to the other betas milling around in the streets and was generally larger, one could say he was a fine specimen of their kind.

At one end of the square, he spotted the two Enforcers, in their signature white uniform with grey body armor, whom had been bribed to act as their eyes over the course of the day. He nodded his head slightly, one of the Betas moving around to give them the remainder of their payment. The Enforcers, faceless behind their mirrored visors nodded as they received the credits, a brief flashing pattern signalling the transfer of funds between the Beta and the Enforcers.

It all seemed rather normal, steam rising from the stores, chefs hawking their dishes. Then there was a shout which broke through the crowd, his head snapping to the origin of the shout, his feet began moving towards the source of trouble. Pushing his way through the crowd easily, he felt the sea of people melt away like a hot knife cutting through butter. He stopped before the man who was clearly agitated. "What the hell do I pay you for? For this?" The hawker snarled as he picked up the equipment which had been knocked off the bench when the thief had stole the meat. The shorter man glowered up at him.

"Mister... Franks." Corrin reached down, his hands moving to straighten the hawker's collar, "The reason why your stall is still here is because of your payment. If you are unsatisfied due to this event, do feel free to decline when we come for next month's payment. I'm sure we would find some way to sort things out." His voice remained in his distinct rumble, he smiled, his hard grey eyes did not. He took a step back, "If you'd please, kindly assist us in describing the culprit."

The man watched him warily, the threat had not gone unnoticed. "Short, stank of chemicals. Perfumes and dye." Corrin frowned, this was strange. "I think it was a female, grey hoodie and shorts. Took off in," the man pointed, "that direction."

Corrin nodded, "Thank you." He gestured for one of them to remain to keep tabs on the market before setting off. He continued in the direction where the Franks had pointed him to, his pace brisk, forcing his remaining subordinate to jog to keep up him. There was the faint smell of chemicals, but he could not be sure that it was anyone. He stopped, wondering firefly if this was a good use of his time pursuing this thief. After all, he needed to show that he was indeed protecting parts of his influence. He shook his head, cursing as he continued searching. He did not have much to work with save for some eyewitnesses who pointed him in the general direction, where a female who matched the description Franks had given him.

His search directed him to a subway, by now darkness had fallen, the florescent lights lighting up the streets. By then, it was at least thirty minutes after he had begun his search, and the culprit would have already have been long gone, having the common sense to get the hell out by then. He climbed down the steps into the underground.

The lights in the underground were bright to the point of blinding, yet somehow managing to keep parts of the station remain poorly lit. He inhaled deeply, smelling the scent of rain and if it was not his imagination mixed with a tinge of chemicals. "This shit better be worth something." His beta companion, Abaddon grumbled, "We aren't getting for this, I don't see why we should bother."

"Can't you smell it? Chemicals." Corrin's eyes searched the scene for anything which would have been out of the ordinary.

"Anyone could be using them. Anyone can use perfumes or dyes. Hell, we're not even sure if the information we were given is correct in the first place."

"We were paid for a reason, and I'd like to keep it that way." He spied a public restroom, shared, and turned in the opposite direction. It was unlit and probably very filthy, it would be the last place he was checking. "Over there," he gestured pointing to the opposite end of the subway, where there were a bunch of the homeless already taking their spots on the vandalized benches for the night. Abaddon grumbled, but made his way over to make an appearance that he was checking. He folded his arms and made it very clear he was watching his subordinate, who soon gave up and began checking for real, his gait making it very clear that he despised this.

 

[Lagertha]

The smell, was as bad as anything. The smell of piss, decaying things, things that probably should have been flushed. Momo looked around the little stale she had put herself in, after devouring half of the lamb and realizing she had stolen more then enough for Karol. The door was barely on it's hinges, and Momo was covered in sweat. The sweat, that smell wasn't pleasant, especially when she sniffed a few times more. Momo blinked a few times, before picking up her hoodie to sniff it.

"Oh no!" Momo exclaimed, worried, the perfume had worn off mostly from her run. Even the cool air hadn't helped her from transpiring. "I was so hungry.." She looked around. She had been so hungry she had not cared she had winded up in a place like this, and she could smell the meth in the small bathroom where the other person was lighting up. That and her own chemical smell was pouring off her, but Momo giggled at the idea that anyone would chase after he so far. She was lucky she was small, that she could get through the crowds so easily. "I needa find Karol." Momo mused.

Momo stuffed the over rack of lamb under her hoodie. She craddled the thing as she walked out of the stale, seeing a sickly looking woman on the ground, blond hair, black tank, black ski hat, torn blue jeans, red head phones on with a cd player playing as she smoked on her pipe. Her dead eyes, turning to look at Momo as she exhaled a cloud of meth in Momo's face who coughed at the smell. She covered her mouth, closing her eyes. "Don't like the smell?" The woman shouted in a rough groggy voice as Momo turned away, stumbling to the door choking on the smoke. "It feels better than it smells!"

Momo had pulled up her hoodie, covering her face as her watery eyes squinted. Her chin held the hoodie on her nose as best it could as she held onto the meat and tried to fiddle with the door knob. Finally, after a few moments, the jammed door scooted open. Momo filtered out into the abandoned sub way. Momo looked around, some of her clothes sweaty as she saw a man standing there, looking around himself. There was another man, walking away but it was the sound of shoes hitting the stairs to come down that hit her and Momo looked in the direction of the entrance to see Karol coming down.

"Momo! You are okay!" Karol ran towards her grabbing her arms. Though his nose had a stench of something coming from bathroom that made his face twist. "What on the green grass is that smell?" Karol growled. "That was the stupidest fucking thing you've ever done Momo!" Karol's brows furrowed as he looked down at her, wiping the tears from her face.

"I was hungry!" Momo proclaimed. Karol looked down at her shaking his head.

"Keep it down Momo." Karol finally said, looking at the man standing there before he moved inside the bathroom door to smell the air. He stumbled back holding his nose and mouth. "You crammed yourself in there with that forsaken smell? How could you stand it?"

"My eyes and nose hurt.." Momo admitted looking at Karol with her red eyes. He nodded, grabbing her arm to start walking with her. "Where are we going? You know if we had been back home no one would have minded giving us scrapes if we are hungry! People here are so stingy!" Karol stopped by the stairs turning and looking at her as she blinked up at him blinking. "It's true."

"You were the one that wanted to come to the city in the first place, I should remind you." Karol grumbled.

"Oh..Well..Still." Momo looked away though her brows were furrowed like she was annoyed. "Didn't think people in the city would be so stingy with the hordes of stuff they have."

"People aren't like us Momo...Let's go find somewhere to sleep that's safe and quiet." Karol looked at Momo, whose brows were still slightly furrowed in annoyance. "You are mad." Karol looked at her and Momo only looked up at him glaring before she brought up a foot with her heel.

"It's broken. I broke it running." Momo proclaimed, but Karol laughed, not seeing any break until she kept her left leg in the air a bit before the hell finally gave way and fell off. "I'm not walking on dirty ground." Momo's brow twitched.

"You are a spoiled little brat Momo." Karol looked down at her before grinning. "You don't complain about dirt or mud, but city walk ways? Nope. You don't want your paws to touch it even...I spoil you too much." Karol sighed, turning around and showing her his back before he bent down. "Get on."

"Can't." Momo proclaimed, Karol looked at her over his shoulder as she put her foot down, trying to focus on standing on the hell without a heel. "Remember?" Momo picked up her arms a bit where she was holding the meat under the hoodie. "Saved you some." ​

 

[Zprimal]

Abaddon returned from his search, shaking his head as though it was all in vain, "Seriously, there's no one here. We're just wasting our-"

"Shut up for a moment." Corrin cut him off, having noticed a figure wearing a hoodie enter the platform and enter the shared restroom from earlier, "Over there. Two of them." He gestured towards the bathroom where he saw the figure enter, already moving towards where the suspect was.

"Now this is what I'm talking about," Abaddon was always keen for violence, his background check proved him to be perfect where some extra muscle was needed. He snapped out a collapsible baton, a loud crackle of energy as he activated its shock field. He marched forward, coming to a halt as two hooded figures exited the restroom. He noted the traces of meat on one of their faces before saying, "If this isn't a dead giveaway, I don't know what is."

"Just... do your damn job." Corrin too had stepped up, deciding against drawing his own stun baton but instead preferring to overpower his two tiny opponents. He was easily the tallest of the four of them, his size made it clear he was an Alpha and certainly not one of those in the mid-range categories.

"We'll need you two to come with us for a bit. We have reason to believe you have infringed on one of spaces of influence and would like to correct that. If you try to resist," He twirled the baton, "It won't kill you but it certainly won't feel too good either." He began mentally counting to three, giving the two just enough time for the words to sink in before advancing on them, forcing them to take action. To flee or to submit to their demands.

Corrin moved forward, going for the rearmost figure. The dark-haired Alpha stretched out an arm, gripping the hood and yanking it off. The first thing he smelled was something distinctly feminine, something which he had not experienced the likes of even among other female Alphas and Betas he had met before. His eyes flashed amber as he made to grab her by her hoodie, lifting her up with a single arm. "Abaddon." His voice serious, his posture too had changed, "I'll take this one. The other shouldn't be too much of a problem to bring back to Mister Franks." His eyes cast down her exposed legs before he growled lowly, "We may have gotten something good. Don't mess the other one up too much, we may need some information later."

If his suspicions were correct, these two were omegas and not from the city either, judging from their fashion sense. They would have probably come from another group of Omegas, one which would profit the syndicate greatly if he managed to locate and harvest them. And, his eyes lingered on the pretty face of the Omega he had lifted into the air, this one would prove worth bonding with if she shows enough spirit. Her scent was driving him wild with need, his grip tightened on her clothes his mind immediately going to what she would be like without anything on. He closed his eyes, shaking away the image before addressing her directly, "You're a thief from earlier, aren't you? Do you know what happens to thieves in the city? Remember those guys in white with mirror visors? I hear they'll lock you up good for years, or shoot you if you try to run."

At this point the entire station was looking at the both of them, some already dialing in the Enforcers, others walking away, eyes averted from the scene until they were a safe distance away. They watched with great interest, one of the Syndicates' members picking on what appeared to be a duo of nobodies.

Abaddon shrugged mentally, not waiting a second for the other hooded figure to get a chance to break free from his inaction. He swung the baton, going for the ribs, the air crackling blue energy as he did so. It was always best to strike while the others were still stunned, not to give them the chance to formulate a course of action and knock them down to further assert control.

 

[Lagertha]

"I can carry you." Karol finally said after a while, getting back to his feet. He was moving, to scoop her up into his arms. Momo pulled back up her grey hood, Karol's still on his head as he bent down before a man caught them both off guard. Both their eyes looked at the two men approaching them.

"What is?" Momo said brows furrowed, but Karol's jaw was tensed. Momo had never been close to an Alpha nor had Karol himself, but they had both heard not to go near them, not to let them smell them. Karol looked at Momo, the small traces of meat on her face. His fists tensed as Momo looked like she couldn't understand what the strange man was saying. "What's that?" Momo pointed to his baton, curious to a thing she had never seen before.

"Nothing good.." Karol grumbled as he puffed up his chest looking at the second man approaching. His left arm went forward, shoving Momo back. "I don't know what you guys think we did but we did nothing wrong." Karol exclaimed. "She was just using the bathroom, she's pregnant." Karol lied. Momo's eyes were large as the larger man had approached. She had heard some Alphas were much larger then the other two groups, but Momo had only seen them at a distance. Looking up to the man was much more imposing and she gulped at the idea of him sniffing her out, if he could with some of the chemicals still lingering on her.

The two stepped back when the first one approached, saying they needed to question them then he threatened them. "We didn't do anything wrong!" Karol snarled, trying his best to protect Momo. "We'll answer questions you want, just please don't do anything too rash!" Karol's teeth were barred as he pushed Momo against the wall behind him, his right arm extending in defense to the man with baton. Momo was surprised when Corrin pulled her hoodie down. She gulped, her pastel colored hair exposed, sweat rolling down her neck and disappearing below the hoodie. "Hey!" Karol expressed, watching the larger of the two grasp Momo by the hoodie and lift her off her feet. His eyes went large, along with Momo's as the larger males demeanor changed towards her. "Let her go! She did nothing wrong! It was my idea to steal the food! Not hers!"

Momo gulped as the larger man looked her in the eyes. Her hands had let go of the meat bshe was holding under the hoodie, allowing it to drop against the ground with a sick wet thunk. Him holding her up by the hoodie had exposed some of her pale toned chest, and her fingers went to his wrists as she kicked her legs a bit as they dangled, her broken heel slipping off her foot. "P-Put me down!" Momo expressed her concern, her voice cracking, that weird look the male was giving her, the way he was growling made her feel uncomfortable. There was no way he could smell her, as there? She could smell herself slightly, but nothing truly strong.

"Get off her!" Karol found himself moving forward, to try to grab Momo from his arms but the other male had come forward. Karol cried as the other man spoke to Momo directly, trying to scare her. Momo watched Karol, crumble to the ground after a few hits from the baton.

"If they wanted to shoot me, they shoulda done it when I was running!" Momo's brows furrowed irritated. "He hadn't sold anything for thirty minutes and we haven't had anything to eat for four days! He should be happy I didn't let his meat go to waste!" Momo kicked, finding some purchase on his stomach to shove her heel into him before she moved, biting his hand roughly to drawl blood.​

 

[Zprimal]

"Can it, whelp." Corrin growled dangerously, his grip on her tightened as the other attempted to pull her from his grasp, only to be beaten down in a couple of hits from Abaddon. An admirable attempt which was rewarded by the Beta yanking him by his ankles and lashing out several times against his ribs for his trouble. His eyes locked to hers, grunting as she kicked him, her foot meeting a ring of muscle beneath his attire. Just as he was about to slam her against the wall, he felt her teeth bite down on his fingers, sharp pain rippling as she drew blood, his knuckles bleeding.

He rotated his body, using the momentum to slam the female into the tiled wall, "You don't seem to realize your crimes here," He informed them, a drawl in his voice despite his growing impatience. "I guess those not from civilization would fail to recognize that, hm?" He shook her freeing his hand from her teeth and grasping her by the throat. "I'm guessing they didn't see you then, but now that you're here..." He trailed off, allowing their minds to lead them to the next conclusion before continuing, "But I have a much better idea, that is if you want your friend here to keep his legs." At that, Abaddon ceased using his baton, stepping back to circle the downed person. "We will allow you and your friend work the crime off. He can take jobs which would be like a lookout or a courier."

"You, on the other hand will have a more traditional job." Corrin turned to her again, "You'll get to see each other if the schedule permits. I think this is a pretty good deal, considering you've caused trouble for us, regardless of the meat going to waste or not."

Abaddon nodded, preferring not to destroy any possible muscle. "And you'll get to food and lodging as well." They would not be treated the same way as their other members where instead of food and lodging, they were paid as though it was a job. He cast Corrin a glance before adding, "Maybe credits if you do your work well enough." It was not going to happen, knowing how Corrin enforced a budget on the syndicate's activities, managing the profits and losses rather well.

Since they were to agree either ways, he released the female thief, his hand going to his phone to check the map of surrounding buildings. "Shall we?" He asked, knowing if they refused, he would still have his way with the female.

 

[Lagertha]

"I'm not a whelp!" Momo snarled, at the strange man. She looked, watching the desperation in his eyes as Karol moved to grab her, like the man was frightened she might be taken away. Momo tensed as his grip tensed on his hold on her. He was built, that much Momo could tell when her foot collided with his clothed chest and the rippling muscle underneath. Momo gulped. This man was no beta, he had to be an Alpha.

"Ah!" Momo cried out as her back smacked against the wall, her teeth loosing as her mouth opened in a surprised scream. She winced when he called them criminals, in her mind they had done nothing wrong. Momo cried as he gripped her throat, her long fingers going to her neck as she kicked her legs around. Momo's eyes twitched when his words trailed off, brows furrowed in irritation. "What? You going to dismember us for stealing some meat while we were starving. If anyone should be punished it's me! I'm the only one who stole it and got away, he's innocent as far as you're concerned!" Momo's eyes narrowed when he threatened Karol, her teeth barring as she growled at him, however her growl sounded more like a cute purring. "You know that is worse than death for our kind! How could you do that to someone without thinking that?"

Momo's head hit against the tile wall as she looked at the man, her bare foot was against the tile, trying to push some of the pressure off her throat so he wasn't choking her and she could think clearly. "Traditional? Am I going to wash your dirty dishes and underwear?" Still, Momo could hear Karol whimpering on the ground holding himself, she looked at him from the corner of her eyes grimacing at the idea of watching them take off his hind legs. "And when we pay off our debt?" Momo finally asked after a moment, Karol was too wounded to discuss any terms. "Will you let us go home free then? That meat was no more than thirty pounds which is equal to...from the way he looked like he was trying to ripe off other people, probably around a thousand give or take."

"Credits?" Momo's face was that of complete ignorance, having no knowledge of what he was explaining. After all, she had never been in a city until a few days ago. "What are credits? Why the hell do I care about that?" Momo was thankful when she was released, her bare foot touching the ground, her other heeled one as well, making the girl lopsided with the way she stood but giving them sight on just how tall she actually was without any shoes on. She rubbed her sore throat as she looked at the bigger one, watching him pull out something fancy. Momo had learned over the few days the amount of technology they had here, much more than she was used to, but it seemed to have made some of them lazy. "Fine, if you'll leave his legs alone and let us pay off the debt then leave." Momo crossed her arms over her clothed chest, the hoodie covering her body once again. "Probably shouldn't be more than a few weeks." Though Momo was uncertain how they could mask their scents for that long without someone realizing it, and she wondered if the man that had grabbed her had sniffed her.

 

[Zprimal]

"When your debt is paid, then you'd be free to go." Corrin said as he slipped the device back into his pocket. "Abaddon," he gestured for the beta to settle the rest before signalling for the girl to follow after him. Her scent was enticing, his pace picking up to a brisk walk as he led them to the neon-lit streets outside the subway.

Abaddon could only grumble to himself before turning his attention to the downed figure. "Oi, are you going to get up or do I have to make you?" He crouched down beside him, eyeing the prone form.

Corrin dialled a number to issue instructions for a package to be brought to his destination, he expected this to take a while, probably a couple of days before this was settled so necessary preparations were needed. "So what is your name and how did you end up here?" He asked as they stopped at a busy road crossing, his eyes flicking to check that she was still with him before going back to observing the passing vehicles and pedestrians. His hand wrapped around her shoulders, standing much taller than her.

He led her along, moving towards a sleek sky scraper, the exterior looking as though it was made of highly polished, blue glass. The automatic double glass doors sliding open to admit them. He squinted his eyes at the dimness of the interior, striding across the wooden flooring to the counter.

"Ah, Corrin, not here for an inspection are you?" The clerk behind the counter asked.

"No. I'm here for personal matters. I'll have the penthouse." He took the key cards passed to him and kept it in his pocket. The lady raised an eyebrow but did not voice her concerns after casting her eyes to the girl in the hoodie. "I'll be expecting a package some time today." He said, taking a napkin to stop the slight trickle of blood from the bite wound.

"Noted, sir."

He turned to the girl, curving a finger and going to get the lift. "So what's your name?" He inhaled her scent as it grew stronger, his nose picking more and more of it past the chemicals. The lift door opened and he stepped in, gesturing for her to join him.

 

[Lagertha]

Momo looked at Karol on the ground, grasping his gut and coughing a bit of blood. She looked back at the taller man as he spoke the Beta's name. Momo noted it, his name was Abaddon. She wasn't sure about such a name, then again her name was quite unique. "When my debt is paid?" Momo glared, fists clenching she didn't like the sound of that. "For all I know you can tell me my debt is never paid and keep me here forever. Tell me exactly how much the meat was I stole and we'll repay it. It shouldn't take more than a few weeks at most, knowing the pay rate people get in this city even with low wage jobs." Momo was smarter than she looked, though she was adorable looking she was sixteen and she was very good at calculating things in her head.

Still, Momo found herself following the strange Alpha behind, she had slide off her other heal, throwing it in a garbage can as she looked back, at Karol trying to get to his feet so he could follow Abaddon. Karol looked up as Momo looked back, and she looked down before looking forward and trying to keep her distance from the male. She didn't like walking in the city streets, there was glass, it was extremely dirty and she was trying not to give him the slightest hint that she had cut her feet on broken glass.

"Why does it even matter what my name is or why I ended up here?" Momo found herself asking, brows furrowed, arms crossed over her chest as if hiding it. Something felt awkward. People were cramming around them to cross the street but Momo didn't look at him. "I was starving and I stole the meat, that's what you want to punish me then go ahead and take me to jail.." But Momo knew he wasn't taking her to jail, he wanted her to pay off the debt.

Momo looked up at him when he wrapped an arm around her, she tensed shrugging it off. It was like he was trying to protect or keep her close and she felt uneasy. Did he smell me? No way that woman blew meth in my face, I should smell like hair dye and meth for all he knows, with a mixture of meat. However Momo's stomach was turning when they moved to a large building and slipped inside. Her eyes got a bit wide as she looked up, admiring the place, a place she had never seen before. Though each building here seemed to have it's own flashy show.

Momo followed him to the counter, though she looked uneasy around as the woman addressed him and he spoke about a penthouse. "Isn't that a thing people use to sleep in?" Momo found herself asking, she was figuring out new terms but these things were still curious to her. Still she followed him to the life like a lost puppy, though growling as he motioned her around like a child. "Don't treat me like a kid! The only one that gets that right is Karol!" Momo proclaimed, agitated at the male as he stepped inside and she followed. She had noted he had grabbed something to cover his bleeding his hand but Momo didn't feel bad about it.

Momo leaned against the railing far away from him as she could be as he asked her name. Her brows were twitching in annoyance as she pulled up her hood over her face. She couldn't help but get this feeling he was staring at her too much. "None of your business is what it is. Just show me this stupid job I have to do to pay off my debt and so you don't take my boyfriend's legs off."​

 

[Zprimal]

He smelled her blood, looking down to see that she had discarded her footwear and paid the price, probably cutting herself as they exited the station. Corrin watched her for a moment before tapping the keycard and pressing the button to the penthouse. There was a click then a muted hum as the lift began its ascent, going all the way to the seventieth floor.

"It is a place were you can lie your head and rest. This will be your home for now since you've yet to have a place to stay." He said, his eyes looking at her against the glass wall of the lift, as though he was looking at the concrete jungle below, or at the blue band which was the sea in the horizon. "It is a bit much for a thief such as you but it has its purposes."

"And you're treated like a child because you behave like one." He growled lowly, his eyes locking with hers. It was at that point where there was a chime and the lift doors slid open, revealing a dimly lit antechamber. As he entered, the sensors picked up movement and the lights gradually brightened. There was a single steel lamp. It itself was a abstract sculpture, smooth and elegant, but despite having no recognisable appearance, it hinted at something far more primal in their society.

The door opened with a swipe of the key card, a soft audio cue before the muted sounds of the whirring were heard, the locks disengaging. He held the door open for her, hearing the locks click back into place behind him as he followed her.

The hall had two walls completely made of glass and steel. The floor was made of a dark, waxed hardwood. Directly a few paces from the door was an electronic piano, modelled after one of the grand pianos of old. To their left was the sitting room and to the right was to the dining room, kitchen and bedroom. He walked over to the sitting room and picked up one of the intercom phones and placed the keycard on the scanner, performing several voice recognition tests which would ensure that the penthouse's smart systems would recognise his commands even without the use of a key card.

Satisfied, he left her be, going over to the bedroom to lock the keycard away in the safe and returned with a first aid kit. "Sit down." He pointed to the couch, setting the red case down on the table and preparing bandages for her slashed feet. "Background music, on." At his command, music began playing almost inaudibly, breaking the heavy silence which stretched up to the high ceilings of the penthouse.

 

[Lagertha]

Momo didn't seem to think he could smell her blood, with all the chemicals lingering on her flesh. Then again, they were both werewolves, and if he had tracked her for thirty minutes he had to have really good sense of smell, or a good sense of direction when chasing after someone. Momo jumped a few times when the thing started clicking upwards, grasping onto the railing to make sure she wouldn't fall.

"Then why are you bringing me here?" Momo finally looked at him, purple hues looking up into his masculine features. "Put me out on the streets, I've already been there for three days, whats a few weeks going to do that a few days hasn't?"

Momo's eyes tensed when he growled at her, telling her why she was treated like a child. "It's only cute when Karol treats me like a child. If you don't like it then take me to your damn jail cells!" Momo stomped her foot, but she winced at the pain before grunting and growling at him. "They'd give me food and a place to sleep as well you know." Momo moved to lean back against the wall only to feel the floor stop moving and the doors in front of them open up. She blinked, lips parting in awe as she followed him inside taking in the entirety of the place.

She moved slowly behind noting the lamp as she passed through the door watching him close it behind them as she looked around, though Momo stood in the entrance way of the place. She didn't even seem to notice when he left, and her cheeks puffed up uncertain of why she was here. At least the heights tall enough that if I fall I'll instantly die at the ground.. though that outcome wasn't fitting, Momo had heard and seen s many stories of how Omegas were treated here. After all, Karol and her had walked through Omega street, where Omegas were lined up in windows to be bought and sold for breeding. We aren't even anything but property to Alphas.. Momo knew that much, but she was almost positive he hadn't smelled her.

"Ah!" Momo jumped, stumbling back and grabbing her chest when he came back in, her brows were pushed up as she looked at him. "Scared the heck out of me!" His commanding tone had set her alarm systems off, and Momo gulped when she saw the red box, before straightening her back and shaking her head. "N-No way! You are going to try to saw off my feet so I can't run anymore, aren't you?" Momo glared at him, untrusting before she covered her ears wincing at the music that was playing. "Ahhh it sounds like dying kittens!"​

 

[Zprimal]

Corrin stared at her for a second, wondering if the girl whom he strongly suspected to be an omega, due to their heightened sense of smell as werewolves, was truly an idiot. "It's not kittens. It's a violin." He remained where he was, his eyes lingering on her shapely legs, "Don't make me repeat myself, come here now." His gestured with a finger, pointing down at the seat, feeling his patience being quickly eroded by the little runt.

Once she was seated before him, he gripped her foot tightly, cleaning her wounds and removing pieces of glass which had embedded themselves in her soles. "Why would I want to cut your feet off?" There was nowhere to run in here anyway.

Once done, he wrapped her feet in bandages. Keeping his grip, he asked, almost casually, "Just the other day I was down at the Omega Terminal," He shook his head, "While the appearance of the goods there are always top tier, they seem to be missing something, you know?" His large hand shifted to wrap around the back of her knee, checking his handiwork before looking into her eyes, seeking that eye contact for the moment she realised it was up. "They all seemed so... tame, and cost quite an amount of credit to purchase. I'd be very willing to pay good money for one which has a feisty spirit, which is lacking in the common market." He had went through a few omegas, two in this very penthouse, it was a delightful affair, but they broke before a week was over, their bodies reduced to a shell after thorough use. Here too he had invited another Alpha whom he knew from college, the weekends where she were with him enjoyable, but never quite something an omega could give. "Come to think of it, your friend's debt and the price I would pay for an Omega is rather similar, considering we are keeping this outside of the law."

 

[Lagertha]

Momo wasn't an idiot by any means, she had bags under her eyes from the sleepless nights she had here, and that was the first food she had for days. Needless to say they had been drinking the water out of the pond the other time, not boiling it like everyone else might. So Momo was tired, and probably dense at times. She had a good understanding for things, and she was young, but here in this city things were strange.

The music, she could hear it now that it was violins, but Momo could also hear the static that was generated in the electricity that formed it. She was getting a headache, with all the electronics around this place. Momo glared at him, when he tried commanding her. "Do I look like your pet or daughter? Don't tell me what to do!" Momo growled before reluctantly going to the couch and sitting down. She sunk into it, and she sat on the ledge so she didn't fall in. "The static is annoying from the music, don't you people enjoying hearing things like that in the flesh, or is everything electronic here?"

Momo winced when he gripped her foot, watching the man carefully and calculating his moves as he began to spoke. "You threatened to cut off my boyfriends legs, remember?" Momo's brows were furrowed angrily and she pointed to the red box he had brought over. "For all I know there could be all sorts of torture devices in there." Momo dug her fingers into the couch, grimacing as he started pulling shards out, some big, some medium sized and some very small.

Momo let out a breath of relief when he bandaged up her feet and she flexed her toes, though noticed his hand still on them. "You can let go you know." Momo proclaimed glaring at the man as he began to talk. The Omega Terminal. Momo had hated that place, but Karol had been so covered in chemicals when they had first come that they had easily walked through with no one noticing them. It had been her idea to go see it, she wanted to see if what people in their village had said, the older ones and the betas, were true. Momo had wished she had never gone to see it. Momo's leg tensed when his hand went around to her knee, and she growled at him as he continued talking. "I wouldn't know, or care!" Still Momo's eyes clicked with his and they narrowed. She knew some of her chemicals had worn off, but the Beta hadn't seemed to notice her scent, nor had Karol mentioned anything about it. Momo wasn't certain if he was an Alpha until he was speaking about the terminal, but she couldn't see him sniffing out her scent when no one else seemed to.

"My friend has no debt!" Momo was outraged, and she smacked him hard across the face. Her face was twisted in anger at the man, for bringing up the terminal, for saying Karol had any sort of debt to pay. However, Momo still didn't seem to want to give up the facade that she wasn't an Omega. "I already told you it was my idea and I was the one that did it, so leave him out of this you prick!" Momo had clawed him when she had slapped him, she watched the blood trickle down his face as she huffed and tried to shake his hands off her smooth legs. ​

 

[Zprimal]

"I've always thought most cities have been modernised. I'm actually very curious to know where you came from for electronics to be so foreign to you. It's almost as though-" Corrin stopped when she clawed him, making a small cut with her nails. His fingers touched the wound, and saw blood, smearing the crimson fluid over the pads of his fingers.

"Just a scratch." He said, placing the first aid kit aside before rising to his feet, moving away from her to look out at the city outside. "You know, it doesn't matter if it was your idea. He was an accomplice to the crime, end of story. Since you were the one who committed the crime, and have willingly wounded me, I'm afraid, your debt is going to take much longer to pay off." He smiled, noting how she grew agitated at the mention of the Omega Terminal.

She probably did not know this but he could pick out her scent. Already he could feel the need to flip her onto her belly, rip the clothes which blemished her form and claim her. Instead, he got to his feet, "Perhaps you'd like to have a look at the bedroom, where you'd be for the next couple of days." He stepped back to allow her to move past his broad frame.

The room was no less impressive than the main room. The canopy bed was made of dark wood, the rich, black sheets matching the drapes of the bed. The mattress itself was huge, enough for five to lay comfortably, and was certainly more than enough room for her to be pinned in the sheets and be taken, screaming. Outside, there was a balcony which overlooked the whole city which was shielded by some kind of field which prevented the winds from getting too strong. Another door led into the bathroom, which he had remembered to be almost as impressive.


The door behind, he locked with his voice. He came up behind her, where she would be no doubt too busy taking in the room, his hands resting firmly on her shoulders, "It has been sometime since I had the time and pleasure of indulging in the delights of a fresh Omega. Your perfumes were strong, but I'm afraid you can't hide an Omega's scent for long."

 

[Lagertha]

Momo was puffing up her cheeks, he didn't even seemed worried about the wound on his face as he realized it was just a scratch. It was annoying, she couldn't wait until he left her alone, though he had yet to tell her what her purpose would be to fulfill her debts.

"I don't like the stuff." Momo admitted, she couldn't go into most buildings with electronics, or stay them into long without getting terrible headaches. Luckily, one hadn't sprung up yet, but she knew some places in the village where the whole building or house was made of electronics. Momo tended to stay away from them. "I don't see how we got so far from nature and the outdoors." Momo admitted.

Momo glared at him when he said her debt would take longer to pay off since she had harmed him. "That's not what we agreed to! What I agreed too!" Momo pointed an accusing finger at him as she watched him. "So just because he knew me you want to punish him? You people have flawed sense of justice!" Momo spat, annoyed.

"Not really." Momo huffed at the idea, but looking at him didn't look like he would take no for an answer. "I can look at it when you leave." Momo insisted, but he remained standing there and finally Momo growled as she got to her bandaged feet. Instead of walking over by him, Momo turned and walked on top of the couch, stepping onto the table behind it and jumping off as she went to the room he had pointed to.

Momo's eyes were defiantly wide and took in the scene, though she noted there were no plants growing on the walls or on the sheets. She frowned slightly, missing the scent of nature in her nose when she woke up. Now, in the city streets, she had smelt sex, drugs, shit, piss, all sorts of foulness. Momo had no idea how people lived here, but seeing this made her realize not everyone lived outside. It was clean, and she sniffed the air that smelt like roses, Momo could see a few bouquets of roses in vases around the room.

"That's cruel to cut down flowers like that. Should just let them grow on the walls." Though Momo wasn't sure plants would or could grow this high up. The bed was quite huge, like a forest of people could lay on it. She knew how some werewolves were, sharing multiple partners in one bed wasn't uncommon, but Momo didn't care. "S-"

Her muscles tensed when she heard the door lock behind her, but then he approached and put his hands on her shoulder. Momo was uneasy about the action, her muscles bunching up under his large hands and then he spoke. Her eyes were wide, her teeth tightening her body stiffening and holding onto every word. Momo pulled away, ducking and turning around to face him as she looked ta him. Her brows furrowed set. "How? All the Betas didn't smell, other Alphas didn't smell me when I ran past, nor did Karol say anything. I can barely smell myself!" Momo was annoyed, but she didn't wait for him to answer as she turned around, darting for the bathroom and slamming the door shut, trying to lock it as she tried to find an escape. ​

 

[Zprimal]

He smirked, having skin-on-skin contact was the enemy of anyone attempting to mask their scent. In the subway he had grasped her by the neck and soon picked up her scent. Now it was only a game to see how long could she delay the inevitable. He felt her sprint off into the bathroom, the door locking behind her. He smiled, amused by her attempt. He locked the door leading the the balcony before striding over to the bathroom. He paused, removing his shoes before, "Open." There was a loud click and the door swung open before him.

The lights inside were off but he could see things had not changed since he last visited. The floor was black marble, a large Jacuzzi pool to one side which had a view of the skyline and of course a shower. He shut the door behind him and stepped forward, his eyes adapting quickly to the darkness. He grabbed her by the hoodie, pulling at it and when it did not give, he gripped the collar, tearing the grey fabric into two. He shoved her backwards towards the shower, removing his top as well, tossing it aside as he advanced on her. He grabbed her by the scruff of the neck, and turned the water on. Cold water doused the both of them, soaking them to the skin, he circled his finger on the touch screen, increasing the temperature, before shaking off the cold to focus on the Omega before him. "One thing I know, you stink." All the scents, from chemical to natural to filth, were on her.

Corrin pushed her against the tiled wall as and pressed against her. His free hand went to her front, undoing her shorts before gripping it and her panties and yanking them down roughly to her ankles. His hand released her neck only to seize her arms and pin them above her head, his free hand moving to scrub her scalp, combing through her purple hair roughly. Lifting her up by her arms, he turned her away from him, pressing her against the cool tiles. Steam rose from their bodies where the water had heated them, his hand rubbing against her back and unhooked her bra, the last remaining article of her dignity and left it there, his hand scrubbing her clean. Whenever she would resist, he would pull her back and slam her against the wall, sometimes repeatedly, but never enough to cause serious hurt.

It was not long before he reached her lower half, his hand cleaning her lower belly to find it completely bare and smooth. He growled lowly as he only felt his need to fuck her reached its limit. "So smooth," He grunted in her ear, his fingers parting her pink lips to the warm air and barely felt the membrane which proved her virginity, "And soon to be mine". He dialed down the shower and removed her bra before shoving her out, following up behind her to wipe the moisture off her roughly, keeping her pinned by her wrists against the wall as he dried her down. Once satisfied, he opened the door and pushed her into the bedroom.

He turned back to help himself to a towel to dry his muscled, tanned form. His dark, short hair easily dried before he undressed fully, tossing the luxurious fabric aside before entering the bedroom. Locking the door behind him with a murmur, he turned to face her, giving her but a second to collect herself before he advanced on her.

 

[Lagertha]

Momo was in darkness, she blinked as much as she could eyes easily adjusting to the darkness. She turned around, searching for a window. "No!" Momo was displeased with the small thing window near the top of the ceiling by the toilet. She was moving when a shiver rolled over her as the door unlocked and swung open. Momo turned around, wide eyed as he entered the bathroom. "G-Get away! I'll bite you!" Momo threatened as she backed away, but there was no real escape.

Momo had turned back around, only to grab her hoodie as he pulled on it and choked her slightly with it. She cried in more protest when he tore it off her. Momo didn't have much and what she did have she liked, so him ripping her clothing off made her wince. Momo wasn't sure how she was turned to look at him, but in the process of ripping her hoodie he had torn her shirt off exposing her bra, a black thing, holding up her large firm orbs, 38d. "Stop it!" Momo protested as he gripped her like a puppy and moved her to the shower. Still she kicked and protested as he moved them inside.

Momo cried and curled halfway down when the cold water hit her bare pale back, she didn't like the feeling. Momo growled when he moved towards her again, after increasing the temperature of the water so she wasn't freezing anymore. The cold tile hit her flesh making her shiver at the feeling, then his body, clothed halfway, pressed against her pinning her down. Momo growled louder, but he was winning, she knew he was. Her eyes closed, tightly shut as he took off her pants and panties, allowing them to slide down her legs to her ankles, exposing her ass and her bare sex to him. Momo would have struggled if she could of, but she unfortunately kept her head down, letting him scrub her and take off the last bit of her clothing. She didn't mind him scrubbing her scalp, but her muscles tensed as his hand made contact with her skin. The feeling was weird, a tingling sensation passed through the spot he touched and poured over her, enticing her to let him touch her more, but Momo didn't want him to touch her more.

She had resisted a few times, but learned to not after the first three times he had slammed her against the wall, showing her who had more strength. This is what Momo had seen in that damn Terminal, when Alphas had claimed their Omegas with money or whatever they had. It was only when he reached her lower half, her waxed free pussy, that her legs closed as tightly as they could and ever muscle tensed as he grunted in her ear making her whimper in protest. It was like sparks were flying through her lower half as he parted the folds, but Momo winced at the idea as he barely felt her lower half. He knew. He knew she was a virgin, that she had yet to be taken by any man like he planned to. Not like it would have mattered anyways, Alphas and Omegas were the only ones that could bond and Karol was another Omega. "I'll never be yours!" Momo protested, her hair covering her face.

She had thought that would be the end of that when the soap was washed off her along with the shampoo. She wanted to shake the water off her, but he held her, pushing her out and keeping her close as he dried her off like she was still a child. Then again, she did act like one. Her nipples were a soft rose color, small on her perky white mounds and Momo would have gladly covered them had he let her. There was also a large set of teeth marks, scarring, on her left waist as though a werewolf in their true form had bitten her and tried to eat her.

"Stop pushing me around!" Momo protested being shoved into the bedroom. She shook her hair, some of the water that was still there flying every which way as she flipped her head back so her pastel purple and pink hair was out of her view. Momo looked behind her, seeing him stepping inside fully nude. Momo's eyes looked concerned, frightened and she turned to run towards the bedroom door. She tried to force the door opened, but it, so Momo ran to the balcony, only to find it locked as well. She frowned, whimpering in a soft crying as she turned to face him as he continued to advance before she huffed. Momo moved, grabbing one of the vases full of roses and tossed it straight at it, she watched it shatter on his form before moving to grab another one and throw it at him as well. "This isn't what I agreed to!" Momo screamed.​

 

[Zprimal]

Corrin grunted, the impact of the vases feeling like punches. They shattered against him and he knew he had to stop her before she caused any more damage. At this point, he was aware of her scent, it was definitely feminine and slightly spiced. His eyes glowed amber as the wolf within him encouraged him to follow his instincts, his feet moving to step forward, closing the distance between them and caught her, pulling her close, his cock pressed against her spine. "You won't be agreeing for a lot of things. But you'll get exactly as promised, a traditional role of an Omega to her Alpha." He pushed her against the glass door leading to the balcony, his hand slipping between her legs once again the space between her thighs giving him the space needed to tease her lower lips. She was so tiny, he wondered for a second if she could actually accept his girth.

He kept her pinned with his weight, another hand helping itself to her ample breast. He caught the rosy tip between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it before pinching sharply. He breathed in her scent again, pressing against her harder into the glass, "So you think you'll never be mine." He growled in her ear before stepping back, his grip on her arm as he tossed her on the canopy bed, her pale skin contrasting nicely with the black sheets, "Let's see how long that will last."

She was so small, so easy to move around. He joined her on the bed, his large frame dwarfing her easily. Corrin allowed his weight to settle on her, and filled his palms with her breasts, kneading her globes and sticking close to her.

A rumble came his chest. Normally it was a feral command given to bonded omegas to have their bodies release slick for the purpose of preparing their bodies for the coupling of their Alphas. Now it only worked to sooth her. His hips pressed forward, his cock sliding between her closed thighs and pussy, he could feel the heat of her pussy against his cock, groaning in her ear as her ass met his hips. "But maybe if you're good, I'll let you speak to Karol. I'll be with you for course." And in you as well, he thought to himself, there was no point in ceasing his enjoyment of her, save to allow the innate regeneration of their kind to occur, for her pussy to become ready to milk him for his seed and perhaps a few bruises and cuts to heal for her own sake. "Otherwise we can talk about seeing that we get paid selling him at the Omega Terminal." This was false, but also a test of her character, whether she valued resisting him for her own selfish cause or if she was going to give up easily. He had intended to give Karon to the female Alpha that he was intimate with, perhaps she would find use for him, even though she had already mentioned her disinterest in smaller males.

 

[Lagertha]

It was probably foolish of Momo to think she could throw all the vases at him before he caught her, that she could knock him out with them. The girl didn't have much choice, she didn't want to mate with him, she didn't want to be bonded to him, whatever that was like. She knew the stories, he'd treat her like property and he had already admitted he went to the Omega Terminal, so there was no way she'd be his equal.

"Ahhh!" Momo cried when he caught her, pressing her naked body against the cold glass. It was a good thing they were up so high, or someone might have seen the act. Momo kicked her legs on the ground, her feet making her wince as the wounds were still sore. The feeling of his cock pressing against her, long and large and hard made Momo uneasy. Her breathing intensified, frightened of him fucking her. "No!" Momo cried when he told her what her traditional role would be. "No, that's not what I agreed to!" She cried, her voice squeaking.

Momo pressed her thighs together as tightly as she could, but this didn't stop his hand from slipping down to tease her lips, his other one finding her breast and nipple. Her moved her legs uneasily, as she whimpered at the odd feeling, but the way he touched was making her weak. Still Momo was mentally fighting him, since she couldn't physically push him off her. It was hard, no doubt he had other Omegas. "Your other Omega.." Momo finally found herself saying as she breathed heavily. "Did you kill them when you got bored?" Momo wasn't sure if he had been with one or many, but she knew most Alphas didn't bond with more than one Omega, there wasn't really a need unless they couldn't give them what they needed.

"Ekk!" Momo cried when he pulled her and flung her on the bed like nothing more than a pillow. Momo flipped around, on her knees as she started to climb on the bed, but he was right there pressing his heavy body against her back, so her head was down close to the mattress. Momo's nails cut against the sheets as she gripped them, she couldn't move with him on top of her like this, and she closed her eyes as his hands found her large orbs. He seemed to enjoy that, her large perky breasts. Her hair fell forward, casting a veil so he couldn't see her face.

All of Momo's muscles were tensed as she felt his cock, slipping between her thighs, resting against her pussy, and resting against her stomach. She whimpered at his rumbling, it didn't make Momo feel anymore relaxed as she knew what was to come feeling his hips press against her large firm ass. Her teeth ground together as he spoke, she didn't want to reply to him, until he mentioned something about selling Karol. "Don't you dare!" Momo cried, angry at the idea. How did he even know Karol was an Omega? She probably just gave it away. "I'll kill you if you even think about selling him." Momo growled, head turning to the side to glare at him hatefully. "Even if you get me pregnant, if you sell him, I'll make sure to bloody hell your baby dies in my womb!" ​

 

[Zprimal]

Corrin pressed a hand in between her shoulder blades, pinning her with his weight as he moved his hips, his cock sliding in between her shut thighs. His other hand caressed her ass, squeezing it his hand before giving her a light spank. He slipped his hand between her legs, locating her pink flesh, searching for that sensitive nub. He took drops of his precum and smeared it over her clit, knowing its effects on an Omega. He kept this up until the pink button was sensitive and slippery with the clear fluid. "The other Omegas were made unavailable so I would not have to deal with their bond."

Corrin kicked her legs open, exposing her pussy to the cool air in the room and to his gaze. His own legs moved, keeping hers spread wide. He laughed at her struggle, knowing it was pointless, but he enjoyed it when they still believed they had a chance, only to realize too late that he held all the cards all along. He spanked her again, watching as her ass turned red and warm.

He could not wait until her heat arrived, they were always the highlight of a relationship between an Alpha and Omega, where they were reduced to the need to mate for days, sleeping infrequently, with sex as the only constant. "Oh, I do dare." He growled lowly, pressing her hard into the sheets, "Did you think you are the first Omega to threaten me? I think not." He shifted back, his member freed from her thighs. Corrin fisted his cock, aligning himself at her rear entrance instead, pressing against it to test her resistance, only stopping when the pink rosebud began to give.

He moved down, slipping a finger against her exposed pussy lips, dipping his digit between her folds testing if her body was preparing itself for her mate. Regardless, the blood from the tearing of her hymen would provide sufficient lubricant in addition to his precum. He pressed his engorged tip, parting her swollen lips, pressing forward. At first, he had kept the force behind the thrust in check, increasing it as he felt resistance, feeling her begin to stretch, beginning to open to him. He growled, she was so tight that his cock began to pulsate, releasing more fluid to aid her into stretching and accepting his meat.

Alphas were big, and there was only so much space inside her body. He grunted as he forced himself in, feeling himself sink barely an inch into her after a full minute of struggling. He felt the thin membrane and gave one hard, sharp thrust, breaking it and slipping in. He kept a hand pressed against her back, keeping her face pressed into the black sheets white her rear was offered to him. He continued thrusting against her, groaning softly at her tightness as he continued working himself deeper, feeling her walls stretch to their limit around his shaft.

 

[Lagertha]

"Unavailable?" Momo wondered exactly what that meant, she had never heard anyone say something like that before, or in this type of context. "You killed them?" Momo wondered, fearful at the idea of him killing them if they didn't satisfy him. Then again, it wouldn't have been an impossible thing the way most Alphas acted in public in the city with their Omegas. Momo had seen a few, in the city square, she had smelt their scents with Karol and she had seen the Alphas before seeing them. Collars, a chain on them like some pet, the Alpha walking them around on a leash, as if to show everyone whose property they actually were. Maybe it was a protective thing, but Momo hadn't taken it as such. She had seen it more as a property thing.

Momo grunted at the feeling of him pinning her, spanking her ass and making it jiggle from the blow. It was only when he forced open her legs, despite what little resistance she could give, that she moved her hands back trying to claw at him. Momo cried surprised when he spanked her the second time, making the skin sting like a bee sting in summer.

Momo's face smashed into the sheets, though the bed was soft enough for the blow. Still, it made it difficult to breath at times, and she clawed at the bed with her free hand when he did so, tearing up more of the black sheets below. Momo could feel it too, she had ignored him when he touched the little nub, when he had found it just to make sure it was there, she had even ignored him when he smeared something sticky against it, but Momo could feel the stinging of it. She was trying to hold onto her breathing, but it was getting harder to think. She wasn't even sure what he had done to make her body betray her. Still, Momo could hear his words and she wondered despite the impending need to be touched to ask, "And..what happened to them?..Throw them out the window? You can't stop me if I get pregnant and I want it dead." Momo admitted. "What..the hell did you give me?" Momo wondered, groaning at the burning desire for him to touch her more, she was going made thinking like that, but she had been feeling mad the moment she had sniffed, the moment he had touched her the first time. However, Momo seemed to be a good actress, up until now.

"Ahh!" Momo was surprised at the feeling, and her right arm snapped back, though sheepishly, as she tried to grasp him and make him stop as he pushed into her backdoor, before stopping when it started to give way. She was panting at this time, sweat starting to roll over her forehead onto the sheets.

"S-stop I-it!" She was still fighting, resisting the urges that were pouring over her entire being, that were yelling at her to give in and let him mate with her, to let her feel all the pleasures she wanted at that moment. Her pussy was already throbbing, hot and heated, starting to drip all from his precum. Conner must have mated a lot, to know this effect on an Omega. Momo didn't know why, but her right hand had found the wrist of his hand that was pushing her down, her breasts against the silky sheets she had torn up, she tried pulling him up as she panted, feeling his monster press against her waiting entrance. "St...op.." Momo whimpered, her eyes halfway open as they stared at dark sheets blocking her view. Though he words meant nothing as he started pushing forward, her lips giving way to what her body wanted, her body needed.

Momo's brows furrowed, her left hand clenching the sheets as she grimaced slightly at the feeling of him stretching her, and the whimpers that fell between her teeth. Her legs flexed, but she couldn't flex them for too long as he kept pushing forward, causing for the muscles in her stomach to tense at the feeling of being penetrated for the first time. The growl he gave made her back arch slightly, a shiver rolling through her spine as sweat beaded on her back. She could feel his own liquid coating her, making her feel even hotter than she had before. Though it was when he thrusted forward and broke her hymen that Momo's lips parted in a yelp. It was over fast, and with that piece of skin gone, it made it easier for him to slip inside further. Her legs shook as he continued to push and Momo whimpered in a mixture of need, discomfort, and pleasure. "St.." Momo panted, but it didn't really matter how much she protested anymore, he already had won. ​

 

[Zprimal]

Corrin groaned, more of his precum spurting into her channel, feeling the passage grow significantly hotter already, her body reacting well to his fluids. "I won't stop." He growled in her ear, thrusting again and again. Groaning as he finally sheathed himself fully inside of her, he reached forward, his hands cupping her breasts as he ground himself against her, his release already threatening to spill at this point. He held himself still, not wanting to end this so quickly as his hands worked on her breasts, tweaking the rosy tips. He reached down, sliding a hand to cup her jaw, tilting her face to the side and sweeping her pastel hair aside so that he could see her eyes.

Once he felt the coil in his belly begin to settle before he pulled back, her pussy gripping him greedily as he pulled out, leaving only the engorged tip inside her before thrusting into her again. He thrusted into her sharply, his teeth bared as his eyes grew amber. His fingers dug into the pale flesh of her hips even as he began to thrust into her, the scent of her arousal driving him wild, the bed dipping with each thrust. He took his time, taking deep, long strokes into her clutching heat, allowing the heat to build within her.

He ignored her cries, spanking her other ass cheek to match the redness of her other cheek. He rammed himself deep into her before pulling out, the mixture of their fragrant fluids spilling onto the black sheets. Gripping her ankle, he flipped her onto her back roughly, his frame forcing her thighs open as he aligned himself at her dewy gate before claiming her pussy once again. "I've sent them back to the Omega Terminal." But that was not the what he cared for at the moment. His cock throbbed within her tight grasp, clear liquid seeping into her womb as he pressed himself against her entrance. "You're mine now, and this is the only way you'll settle your debt." He filled her, "Being ready for my purposes."

His eyes turned stormy when she mentioned killing off their cub, his finger pinching her nipple hard, "Omegas are born to be bred. You are only truly privileged with a caring Alpha, such as I. You were never free to begin with, made to be knotted and seeded." He began a rhythm with his hips, thrusting into her slowly, enough to make her squirm as his precum only worsened her need.

 

[Lagertha]

Momo was slipping, her mind slipping, she was loosing sense of what was going on and going to a primal nature that was both exciting and confusing. She could feel the heat building in her pussy, the throbbing aching need it was giving her, and the way her walls clung to his cock like it was the only thing it needed in the world. She could smell his arousal, her arousal, and the smell of blood from her hymen.

Momo closed her eyes, sweat rolling over her face, her whole body glistening, and making the sheets wet with more than just her dripping wetness. Her hands held onto the sheets, no longer clawing at them. She whimpered, groaning at the feeling of him touching her breasts, playing with them, her back arched at the feeling, colliding with his muscled chest. The weirdest part was feeling his hips press against her own, and the throbbing of his cock inside, she swore she could feel his heart beating.

"I...Can't.." Momo was lost, her eyes barely open, her lips parted in panting as he turned her face. His hands were eliciting more moans from her, more whimpers and shakes of her body, and then he was moving his hips back. "Ah.." Momo was surprised at the feeling of him pulling out. Her body was screaming, protesting at the feeling of emptiness inside her pussy. Then he thrusted forward, her eyes rolling back as she cried out in surprise. Her brows furrowed, her legs shaking as he started to continue his thrusts making her make sounds she had never knew she could before. She could here the wet sound of her juices as he thrusted forward, and feel them running down her legs coating the blankets between her legs. She liked it, the roughness. Her body did.

Before Momo could realize she was on her back, weak as he parted her legs again. Her hands were on his chest, pushing slightly on it as her arms quaked with her legs when she felt him inside her again. The words, hit her a bit after him first pushing back into her. Momo gripped his arms, surprised with the feeling of something warm inside of her. "Ahh..." Though her nails dug into his arms, drawing blood when he pinched her nipple, causing the girl to convulse in pleasure as she cried in surprise. "S.." Momo couldn't even think to say the words, not caring or able to answer him as he spoke when he began to thrust, making her whimper and cry as if asking for more.​

 

[Zprimal]

Corrin went harder, each thrust ending with his sensitive tip bumping against her womb, eager to bond with her. His hands took her ankles and hooked her legs over his arms, deepening his thrusts. He growled, once again feeling that coil begin to build. The throbbing of his member seemingly dictating his tempo, fucking her mercilessly, just the way she needed it. Her cries, her scent, it was driving him nuts, he snarled, his eyes turning feral for a second as he pounded her, each thrust drawing more of that thick cream her body produced, the fluids coating his length and balls, the excess rolling down her thighs into the small pool of their combined fluids.

"Look at me!" He barked in her ear, commanding her, "Look at me when I'm fucking you!" He struck her ass, feeling her nails dig into his arms. She drew blood but he cared not, instead continuing to fuck her senseless with increasing force. He slid a hand between her thighs, where they were so intimately joined, his thumb flicking her sensitive clitoris, keeping his pace to the point of no return. The sound of her moans were music to his ears, knowing he had brought the rebellious Omega to heel, pinned under him, his shaft pistoning in and out of her pussy which gripped him so tightly, as though she had won the genetic lottery as an Omega, with the ability to milk her mate for every last drop.

He felt a swelling at the base of his shaft, forcing himself deep and continuing to thrust as much as he could as the red bulb swelled quickly, hooking behind her pubic bone and sealing off any escaping fluids. He roared, his large cock throbbing inside her, releasing the first spurt of his hot seed, depositing it straight into her waiting womb. She was his now, he could feel the bond forming, like a flower opening on above his heart, a line connecting him to his mate. He thrusted again, driving himself against her womb as more of his seed poured out, flooding her pussy and womb.

 

[Lagertha]

It was hard, to make sense of where she started, where she ended, where he started, where he ended. Her nails were digging deeply into his arms, blood trickling down them as he thrusted harder. Her lips were parted, crying in pleasure, saliva clinging to the top of and bottom of her mouth. She was aching, so was he, but Momo couldn't fight with him anymore, her body was throbbing and shaking with need. Momo was screaming, not too high pitched, but it was cries of pleasure laced with whimpers.

Her legs were on his shoulders, but her hands hadn't left his arms as her breasts bounced up and down showing more of how fast his pace was, how rough it was. Her eyes closed, brows furrowed in pleasure, until she heard him barking. Slowly her eyes slide open, sweat rolling between her breasts, between her legs, on her stomach as she opened her eyes. Her purple hues were sparkling, and her pastel hair was clinging to her sweaty body. Though her head was jerking back as she felt her body convulse again, and when she thought that one was done another rocked her. Momo's hands moved up and up down his arms, from his biceps to his forearms as she cried, enjoying the feeling of wave after wave of pleasure hitting her forcing her to constrict and relax. "Ngh..." Momo's face flashed in surprise when she felt him flicking her clit during one of her orgasm, and the force caused her hips to raise, pressing forward as she squirted against him, screaming at the top of her lungs from the feeling.

Momo was gasping for breath as she felt his thrusting change, drool rolled off the corner of her lips as his hips pressed forward, and she felt the knot starting to form inside of her. Her legs shook, twitching against him as she whimpered, squirming under him as she felt the first wave of warm liquid shot inside her channel passing straight into her womb. Momo's ass tensed at the feeling as he continued to thrust and she could feel something strange forming, but as more of his seed pushed into her, with Momo's whimpering, she fond herself closing her eyes as she gasped for breath. Her chest rose up and down, her nails still dug into his arms before she went limb, blacking out against him. Her hands slipped, cutting his flesh once more as they went to the bed. ​