Looks Can Be Deceiving

Chapter 1

Derek wouldn’t say he’s an unobservant person. He’s good at taking in his surroundings, analyzing a situation enough to know whether he should stay or leave for his own comfort. But when he drives to and from work, his world becomes the inside of his car, and his thoughts turn to the errands or projects he has to do rather than looking at the countless advertisements and billboards he drives past.

That is until he notices something from the corner of his eye as he’s stuck in rush hour traffic on the way home.

It must be new, he thinks, because he’s almost positive he would have noticed it before then. It’s a giant billboard with a black background and a seductively pictured model advertising a new line of scent enhancing and suppressing perfumes for omegas. Derek couldn’t care less about the product, despite his own omega status, but the model… the model is what he’s drawn to.

The model, a young man with pale skin and a spattering of moles, is only pictured from the waist up, his shirt is only half-buttoned and appears as if it’s falling off his shoulders. His brown hair is styled in such a way that it looks like he just had sex, and the smirk on his pink lips seems to confirm it. His eyes are a honey brown, and are in Derek’s opinion the most captivating thing about the picture. Although, he must admit, as a whole the model is attractive and definitely achieves the aim of the advertisement.

All the way home Derek can’t erase the image of the model from his head, picturing how the model might look surrounded by his own pillows and sheets, looking like that because of him. He tries to shake it when he gets home, remembers the bills he needs to pay before turning in for the night, heats up a few leftovers from the night before for dinner.

As an omega himself, he shouldn’t want another omega so badly. While he knows it’s not unheard of, it’s very much frowned upon, and he feels ashamed for thinking of another omega in that way.

Derek’s never had the occasion to mate or appeal to an alpha, and he gets by fine with toys on his own and has for several years now. He’s had offers from a few friends that were alphas, but a part of him wants his first time with an alpha to be special, to be with someone that he cares about and vice versa, not someone who knots him out of pity.

It’s when he’s finished paying his bills online that he decides to look up the brand of omega fragrances from the billboard. He tells himself it’s curiosity about what all they sell; his heat is approaching, and while he has a strict regimen he follows, it might not hurt to see what else is out there. Deep down, though, he knows he’s lying to himself. It’s to see if he can find more ads with the model from the billboard.

Sadly, there’s nothing but the same ad on the website front page. He clicks around and finds one more similar ad, although this one is a full-length one of the model. He still has the same smirk and sexed-up hair as the other, but he’s turned so you can see his ass in skin-tight jeans. It’s alluring and arousing, and Derek is both turned on and confused. Perhaps there’s something wrong with him that he finds this omega so attractive and has never found an alpha as such?

Or maybe he’s been alone for too long and with his heat approaching he’s finding anyone attractive?

Whatever the case, the search on the company’s website proves fruitless. He doesn’t find a name or any other pictures of the model on the site, and the fragrance itself is not something he finds worth investing in. If he had a potential mate or had caught the eye of an alpha, maybe. But with no prospects, there is no point. He tries desperately to turn his thoughts to other things, but he ends up dreaming of mole-dotted skin and brown honey eyes.