Omega is some mix of aroused and jealous when Alpha comes home absolutely reeking of Terzo, sex, and satisfaction. It's like Omega's brain turns off immediately; Alpha's barely gotten through Omega's front door before Omega pins him to the wall beside it and begins frantically kissing him. Omega ends up on the floor with his face pressed into Alpha's crotch, taking deep, dazed inhales of the scent of Alpha and Terzo combined. It's addictive, intoxicating, and Omega's alpha brain wants to roll in the scent until it's all over him.
"What happened?" Omega groans into Alpha's hip.
"Terzo sucked me off in his office. Fogged out, hard as a rock, fuck, he was beautiful, Megs." Omega groans again, so low and wounded it sounds more like a growl. He clutches Alpha's legs, pressing his face into Alpha so hard that Alpha is grateful for the wall behind him keeping him upright. "If you let me go, I'll give you the pants and underwear I'm wearing, and I promise not to ask what you do with them," Alpha offers, gently coaxing Omega backward. "Is your dad home? I'll take them off right now."
"He's napping," Omega mumbles, and Alpha can see he's closer to foggy than clear-headed.
"Okay. Here." Alpha kicks off his shoes and gets his pants and underwear off, tossing them to Omega as promised. "I'm gonna take a shower, you do whatever you need to do right now. Hump my pants or whatever you're into."
Alpha stops in Omega's room to grab some fresh clothes, having started keeping a few outfits here once they started dating. They spend nearly every night together at one place or the other. It just makes sense that each of them have some clothes and toiletries at each other's house.
One blissfully hot, relaxing shower later, Alpha is dressed and chilling in the living room. He's not sure what Omega's doing in his bedroom, but even in the midst of a relationship like theirs, a private moment is not only healthy, it's necessary. Besides, Alpha's too thoroughly satisfied to appreciate the sight of Omega jacking off over his dirty clothes.
Omega wobbles out of his bedroom a few minutes later and into the bathroom. When he comes out of there he makes a beeline for the couch, and collapses next to Alpha with an exhausted sigh. It seems like he's gotten it out of his system, because his eyes are clear and bright, not the hazed out gaze of twenty minutes ago.
"Welcome back," Alpha says, smiling as Omega tangles his miles of legs with Alpha's own. "Are my pants even worth saving at this point, or have they been thoroughly defiled?"
"Oh no, you never wanna put those back on," Omega jokes with a little grin. "Just burn them and forget about them."
"You're so fucking nasty, baby. I love you."
"Oh, geez." And there it is, the blush. Omega reddens from his throat to his hairline. Somehow he still isn't used to Alpha coming right out and saying that he loves Omega. They can fuck in every position under the sun, but the L word? That's embarrassing. "I uh. Me too. The love."
"Okay, Hank Hill, don't stroke out on me." Alpha kicks him gently and decides to be merciful and change the subject. "So. Things fucking escalated with Terzo. I'm still not sure what happened. I was just in his office and I was pissed and then he was sucking my dick and almost passing out and it was crazy. Then, he wanted to act like none of that shit happened and he didn't give a shit about any of it. It's like whenever he has a feeling he gets freaked out and clams up."
"Okay, this is going to be ridiculous but, stay with me," Omega warns. "Is he maybe like...shy?"
"Dude, are you kidding? He's the most outgoing guy I've ever met. Like if Sodo had a baby with himself, and then that baby took confidence lessons."
"Yeah, I know, but that's not what I mean. Maybe he's shy about other stuff. Like stuff he can't control, stuff that just happens to everyone. Haven't you noticed he's kinda..." Omega trails off with a grimace, trying to find a way to articulate without simultaneously insulting Terzo.
"A tight ass?" Alpha suggests, having no such reservations.
"Well. Yeah? Maybe he doesn't like being a victim of instinct, like the rest of us."
Alpha considers for a moment, thinking back over Terzo's behavior, especially the last couple times they saw each other. Omega is making sense. Every time Terzo does something stereotypically couple-y, he seems to get spooked and back off. All kids are taught that although some people tend to be bigger and stronger physically, they're also more fragile emotionally, built to be vulnerable and open to their partner's needs.
Everyone is told how to treat their partners with respect and care, to appreciate and reward all the things they do in order to please them. But if a partner didn't respond with pleasure, if they decided to wound instead, take advantage of a person that had opened themselves up like that...Alpha can't imagine what that might do to a person. How that might hurt, and scar. Would it be enough to make a person just reject that kind of vulnerability in the future? Thinking about everything Terzo has done since they met, Alpha's gut says 'yes.'
"I think we need to approach this differently," Alpha says thoughtfully. "Get him to understand he's safe, and we're not going to hurt him if he just relaxes a little bit. He wants to, he keeps almost getting there, but then he pulls back."
"So we can't come at him straight. We have to get him used to just being with us first. I've got an idea."
