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17 - A/B/O smut

Ok so i wanted to do a consensual smut chap, and you sinners probably want it too, even tho I'm like rly bad at smut???? Eh.

Also this is A/B/O and Oviposition soooo if u dunno what that is,, google it cuz its gonna be real weird real quick if u don't

Alpha!TomxOmega!Tord

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~Tom POV~

Heat. The smell, It was easy to tell that someone in the house was in heat. It just doesn't make sense. Matt is the only omega in the house, and his isn't due for months. Edd and I were going crazy looking for the source of the smell. Where is Tord? Probably watching some of his 'hentee' or whatever it's called.

I step down the hall, going to check in with Matt to be 100% sure that it's not him. That is, until I hear some.. interesting sounds coming from Tord's room. Probably his hentee (no, that's not a typo). I ignore it, and make my way to Matt's room. "MATT?" I ask, knocking harshly in the door. "Tom, If I was in heat, I'd have told one of you. I promise. Heats hurt, Tom. I'd rather one of you fuck me that have to go through it alone." He responds through the door, not opening it in fear of what I'd do.

I groan, and head back in the direction of the living room. "Ngghh.. Tooom~" I hear. What? Where did that come from? Then, It hits me. I've never seen Tord go through his rut. And around this time of year, he just shuts himself in his room with no explanation whatsoever. My eyes squint, is Tord an omega? If so, why me? He hates me. Right? Slowly, I creep up to his door, knocking lightly. Every noise I heard coming from his room before stops in an instant. I hear shuffling, "Uh, one minute." I hear Tord's voice inform, whining ever so slightly.

The door clicks open, to reveal the blushing mess that is Tord, dressed messily, as if it had only taken seconds, (which it probably had). The sickeningly sweet smell, it overpowers me as soon as the door opened. "Tord~" I whisper, leaning against his doorframe. "Is there something you haven't been telling us~?" Tord looks down at the floor, obviously ashamed. I see his head slightly nod, and I take a step forward. "Do you need me to help you~?" I purr, leaning down to face him. "..yes, alpha." He whined, wrapping his arms around my neck. I accept, and move my arms to his legs, picking him up.

   He burrows his head into my neck, not allowing me to see his face. I drop him on top of his bed, and turn around to lock the door, Tord whining as I leave him. I make my way back to the bed, and drop myself ontop of Tord. I hear his breath hitch as his eyelids droop, his head turning to the side.

   One of my hands trails underneath Tord's shirt , while the other clasps the bottom of his chin, tugging it forward so that he will look me in the eyes. "Tom.. Please.." He whines desperately. I pull his shirt over his head, leaving his chest bare. Tord lifted his hips in attempt to create friction, my hands pinning him down to the bed. He whined, but allowed me to do so. We hadn't even started the foreplay, and he's already a panting, drooling mess. 

   I move my head to his neck, slowly licking a long train upward, and onto his jawline. He whimpers as I then bite down, harshly, but not nearly hard enough to mark him. I lick the bite softly as a sign of apology, and I back up a bit, so my mouth is near his ear.

   "Tord." I try, whimpering a bit. It's that time of year, mating season. My eggs are ready to fertilize, and without a host, they will die. "Let me breed you." I whisper into his ear. He doesn't quite fully understand, but nods anyway, just wanting me to fuck him as soon as possible. And I, wanting to deposite my eggs as soon as possible, would rather not waste time explaining it beforehand.

   As I continue to undress Tord, aswell as myself, I feel the effects of my half-monster form shining through. Tord shrinks back as I grow in size slightly, and horns pop out of my skull, and god, it hurts. But I'm willing to endure the pain, so another set of eggs won't have to ruin due to my lack of an omega.

   As soon as I'm finished shifting, I move back to Tord. He whines as I grope his member through his boxers, his hips jolting. My hand lowers, and I'm met with the wetness of his slick leaking from his heat. He lets out a low moan, begging me to continue. I oblige, not wanting to torture him for too long.

   A finger slips under his boxers, slipping them down. He kicks them off, now laying naked atop his bed. In one sweep, I am able to remove both my pants and boxers at the same time, kicking them into a random direction. I lean into Tord's ear once more, and he wraps his arms around my neck. I slowly push one of my enlarged fingers into his cunt, and he lets out a shallow moan, pressing his body downward onto the digit. I slowly push in another,  and begin to scissor him gently.

   Once I deem him ready, I retract my fingers from his dripping, hypersensitive cunt. He whines, but it's soon followed by a moan as I push my member against his entrance. The head slowly slips inside, "Toommm~" He whines, "More, please.." I slowly push in, making sure not to hurt him. As soon as he whines, I stop. This process continues until he is fully seated atop my cock. There is a pause as I let him adjust, and when he nods, I slowly begin my thrusts.

   At first, it was slow, subtle and sweet. But as we continued, things became more quick-paced and sloppy. "T- Toom?" He asks, burying his head inti my neck. "Mmark mme.. plEAse.." My pace doesn't slow as I bite into his neck, drawing blood. He whimpers a bit, but seemingly moves in from it. I lick the spot several times, lapping up the blood to prevent stained sheets (lol yeet).

    "..Tommm.. Ahhnngg I'm goNNA-" He tries, as he cums around my dick, and onto his stomach. I continue to pound into him, and he continues to moan like a whore.

   I feel heat pool in my stomach, and my dick begin to swell. I assume Tord noticed too, as he sucks in a large breath of air to brace himself for the pain of a knot. My pace slows as it swells, giving him some time to adjust.  When it's fully swolen, he gives me a nod, and with a few thrusts, I finish inside him.

   He tried to fall back onto the bed, but fails due to the knot. I pick him back up, hands around his back so he won't fall again. "Not done." I remind him, and he remembers his promise. "..will it hurt?" He asks timidly, attempting to shift his position, plans thwarted by the knot. "Yeah, probably." I answer, sympathetically rubbing his cheek. I feel something shift inside me, and I pull Tord closer, so that our chests are pushed together.

   Tord POV

    I whine slightly, feeling something shift within his knot. Soon, the movement started up, and I felt something quite large press against my walls. I groan as it is continued to be pushed up. I feel it press against my cervix, and I realize what's happening. He's laying his eggs. Inside me. My eyes widen, but snap close as I feel it push through painfully. I throw my head back, and he wraps his tail around my waist, crooning into my neck. After the pain of the first egg is gone, I feel another push out from his knot, taking the firsts' spot immediately.

   He had already deposited 4 of them inside of me. My breath hitches, and I let out a sharp whine as I feel the 5th one push through, settling among the rest. "Tom.. no more.. please.. I can't take another.." I breathe into his neck. He runs a hand through my hair. "Only one more, baby. You can do it." He whispers, and I feel the last of the bunch start to surface. It feels significantly larger than the rest. "Dritt.." I mutter, inhaling sharply. The egg began to stretch me, further than the rest had. I let out a whine as it pauses it's movement. Tom noticed my discomfort, and gives a gentle thrust upward, pushing it the rest of the way in.

    I look down at my enlarged stomanch, and cover my face in embarassment. I feel Tom's knot deflate, and he pulls out, only to pull me into his arms. "You did good. You did great." He whispers into my ear. I groan, and shift my weight. "So what happens now..?" I ask, looking up at him. "They'll hatch." He answers simply. "INSIDE ME?!" I screech, terrified. "No! No.." He starts, laughing slightly, "You'll have to "re-lay" them." My eyes widen. I'll have to do this again?! He rubs circles into my back, "...when are they due?" "Six months."

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Part two or is this too weird lol

Also I'm sorry u had to endure my horrible writing skills i just- i can't not

(Most the eggs actually die, sadly,, because Tord, being human doesnt have much energy to support them)