DeadMeat

Mine

Chapter 1

Rody sighed as he cleaned up the pile of dishes from their last four costumers.

'time to take out the trash I guess' he thought as he went into the kitchen to throw away the garbage when he suddenly caught a scent. An Omega in heat's scent to be exact.

He paused, trying to reel his alpha in as it screamed for him to find the omega and mate them. The smell of the Omega's pheromones wasn't the type that would make any normal alphas in the vicinity aroused.

The strong scent of lemons and freshly opened wine permitted the air yet, Rody's alpha found it completely alluring.

He dazedly put the dirty dishes onto a counter and slowly makes his way towards a door on the left side of the kitchen, where he could smell the scent getting stronger.

When he reached the door, he froze up.

The faint sound of someone moaning and the wet squelching from the other side makes him want to break the door open to get to the omega faster.

He took a deep breath to try and calm himself down, only for him to inhale more of the Omega's pheromones, prompting him to shakily grab the door knob and twisting it open slightly, accidentally denting it as he peeked inside.

There, inside of the office type room, is Vince.

laying down on an office desk with his bottom half  bare, his legs are spread wide open, his fingers going in and out of his sinfully pinkish wet hole, his legs trembling from his arousal, but that wasn't what made Rody feel like he wants to take the other man right then and there.

It was the towel.

The one Vince used to dry him with when he came to work dripping from the rain two days ago.

Vince is inhaling the towel, whimpering with his eyes closed, as if imagining something-

"Rody... Ah...! Rody..." Vince moaned out as he kept sniffing what Rody thinks is his scent on the towel.

He can't believe he's thinking about doing something inappropriate, worse is that he wants to do it to his boss, he hasn't even done it with Manon yet but...

He gulps, his sweat drops at feeling his alpha being on the brink of taking control.

His foot shakily steps forward, his breath shakes as he approaches the panting omega slowly...

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Vince knew that having the alpha of his dreams be in close proximity to him would be risky, especially after he killed said alpha's 'girl-friend'. he refuses to address her as someone who was able to get close enough to his alpha to the point that she was able to get such an intimate title.

After all... She didn't deserve to be the center of Rody's affections.

When Rody used to live in the same neighborhood as him, the boy would always call him "Vinny" of all things and bring him different types of sweets, even more so when he learned that Vince could only ever taste food as bland.