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Alphahugs.org

{Yes, this is an alpha/beta/omega story. However, it's completely tame and I don't mention the nastier stuff.}

Alphahugs.org, the company currently booming in popularity throughout the greater L'Manberg area, with options for Omega hugs newly available, and expansion to other parts of the world available soon. Its strict screening processes for service providers as well as the breadth of positive reviews assured a safe, non-sexual experience to comfort those in need of it. As the company slogan says, "everybody needs a warm, strong hug."

One of the part time employees of this company was Dream, who absolutely loved it there. He adored the safe environment, the nature of the work, and the opportunity to meet dozens of new people. One evening his supervisor, Phil, was out sick, and though Phil had prepared arrangements in case of this happening, one part of the arrangement was about him. He was assigned to take on a few of Phil's regulars if they called, which seemed strange. Still, it was boss's orders, so when one of them booked an appointment that day, Dream was set to fill in.

He arrived at the house call a bit early, and took the time to properly adjust his company sweater and look at the profile of Phil's regular. His name was Techno, age 21, a college student with vague, undefined personal struggles who prefers cuddles. It was a sparse profile, not even a picture, with no mention of even his second gender. With a shrug, Dream stepped up to ring the doorbell. Phil trusted Techno, so he would too.

The door opened quickly to warm brown eyes that were at first sparkling with excitement, but quickly turned to distrust, and the peek of pink hair from behind the cracked door. "Where's Phil?" He asked, raspy and tired.

"Phil's home sick, he asked me to be his replacement for today." Dream answered as nicely as he could, he couldn't imagine what it must be like for Techno.

It was a long stare before Techno fully opened the door and let him in with a nod. The first thing Dream noticed was how generally large he was, taller and more heavy set than anyone he had met through this job before. Techno also had wild pink hair that seemed to be styled in a sort of mullet and his clothes were typical for a college boy, a simple red hoodie over a t shirt and jeans that weren't yet dirty enough to be washed.

Dream was led into a side room with a tv and a large beanbag, blankets on the floor and the remote nowhere to be seen. "So, uh, this is usually where Phil and I..." He trailed off, looking to the side, but Dream got the hint.

Taking a seat on the beanbag, he opened his arms and gave the most welcoming, friendly smile he could muster. On instinct, Techno dove in, squeezing him tightly and toppling them both over slightly. Dream hugged back, holding him close and accepting the warmth and comfort of the new position.

The longer they cuddled on the beanbag, the more Techno opened up to Dream, though this was conveyed not through words, but through smells. So close, Dream could sense as Techno relaxed into him and stopped repressing his scent, letting Dream experience the cool mint mixed with sea salt caramels seep through him.

It was clear that Techno was an Omega, though he was hiding this fact for some reason. While Dream couldn't deny the innate attraction he felt towards the aroma, he also wouldn't betray Techno's trust and his own determination to do his duty, letting his feelings only manifest in the scope of protecting the Omega currently under his wing.

Eventually, Techno felt as if the session was complete, so it was, and the two separated from their positions on the beanbag. At the sight of Techno's genuine, heartfelt smile, Dream melted. It was things like this that made him most enjoy his part time job, this seemingly mindless job where you go around and hug strangers.

After a generous tip, Dream left, and the next day, Phil was back at work. He would likely never meet Techno again, but Dream couldn't get him out of his mind, Techno was special in a way he couldn't put his finger on.