Random BBS One Shots

TerrorSnuckle (_Smut_)

Brian's POV:

It's been three days into the mating season and I can feel myself becoming more and more frustrated.I've been following a scent along the edge of the forest that seems to belong to a Beta or Omega, I'm not sure which.All I can be sure of is that this scent belongs to a Northern wolf hybrid. I, myself am from one of the Southern hybrid packs, but have been recently exiled for trying to mate with the Alpha's chosen Omega. Today however, I've gone deeper into the heart of this forest and the smell of this wolf has been becoming clearer and stronger.

Brock's POV:

Whimpering, I clamber to my paws and shift back into human form.The three Betas sneer at me and one pushes me to the ground as they all turn to leave. I limp over to a tree and lean on it for support while I investigate my wounds. A deep gash has been torn into my shoulder and I am quite sure there's a few bruises on my legs and face.This is the second time today that members of my own pack have forced me to fight and the second time I've been humiliated.Tears threaten to spill over, but I can't ever let them see me cry. "Aw, is the weak and petty Omega gonna cry?" I turn to see the Alpha accompanied by the three Betas from earlier. Growling, Alpha glares at the Beta who spoke and nods towards me.In unison the Betas apologize and leave. Alpha turns to leave as well, but stops and lays a comforting hand on my shoulder before he does. I collapse at the base of the tree, and cry softly as the pain overtakes my body.

Brian's POV:

I've found him.The smell is so strong now and I can sense that I've reached the heart of the forest. I am running now, only stopping to recheck I'm heading in the right direction before bolting off again. I am now close enough to smell blood, and to hear over 30 wolf hybrids howling, barking, and whining.I stop and stare in disbelief, as the young hybrid cries against a tree, as crimson blood rushes out of his shoulder and down his torso. I can see that he is about to pass out from blood loss. Sniffing the air, and searching the surrounding area, I see nor sense any other hybrids nearby.Shifting into human form I walk over to him and gently slide my arms underneath him. "Don't worry, I've got you now." I whisper to him as he fades into unconsciousness.I carry him away to my own campsite, a good distance away from this one.It takes all night to walk back, carrying him in my arms but I don't stop to rest, for fear that I won't make it back in time to heal him.

Brock's POV:

"Don't worry, I've got you now." Is the last thing I hear as everything turns black. I wake up a few times but I can't seem to open my eyes, and all I can feel is soft swaying before the movement lulls me back to sleep. The next time I awake, I open my eyes to find myself on the softest bed, wrapped in a bearskin blanket. I move to sit up and wince as my shoulder cries out in protest. "I wouldn't move if I were you, you're not exactly in the best condition right now." I turn my head towards the voice but I see nothing but a dark figure. "Show y-yourself." I meant to demand but it came out as a hoarse whisper. "I'm not sure that's the best choice right now.I don't wish to do anything rash." The voice is male and definitely not of anyone that I know. Ignoring the pain in my shoulder I sit up and demand once again. "I said show yourself!! I demand to know, now!" The silhouette moves and a low chuckle can be heard. "If you wish, little Omega." Stepping into the light is a gorgeous man with piercing blue eyes that stare straight into my soul.He's built to fight, and I can see it in his eyes that he'd be willing to if need be. Every inch of him radiates Alpha. Breathing deeply, I begin to pick up a scent that probably should've been noticed before.

Gulping, I back up and watch as he smiles eerily, watching me." You're in..?" His smile grows wider as my question trails off. "Perhaps. It's only been 4 days into the season." Oh fuck.... "Who are you?" He stops smiling and looks down at his feet for a moment before making eye contact again. "Brian. I was an Alpha for a Southern hybrid pack. I'm in exile now for trying to take another Alpha's Omega from him. In hindsight, it was probably a stupid thing to do." He gives a small smile and turns around to walk into a different room. "Wait!! Brian!!" I call out pushing the blanket off of me and swinging my legs so they hit the floor. I try to stand, and fall to my knees as a wave of vertigo hits me. Even with blurry vision, I see Brian rush back into the room and I feel gentle yet strong arms pick me up. "Stupid little Omega..Lucky you're so innocent otherwise I'd.." I hear him mutter as he places me back in bed and pulls the blanket up to my chest. "Don't do that again.You're not going anywhere until your wounds heal." Brian looks down at me and his eyes meet mine. His eyes are like crystals and, I notice, blown wide with lust. I blush slightly but don't break eye contact. A very low growl meets my ears and a scratching sound as Brian curls his fingers into his shirt.Still, his eyes meet mine and I can see everything he'd like to do to me right now, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on as well.

I can see the indecisiveness and hesitation in his eyes and after a few moments, the hesitation wins. He breaks the stare first and looks down. "I'll bring you something to eat, you stay here and rest." Walking quickly out of the room, Brian leaves and I breathe deeply.I become sleepy while waiting for him, and pretty soon my eyelids are too heavy to keep open...

Brian's POV:

"Shit..Fucking Omega...Should've never saved him.." I whine extra quietly, while trying not to grind on my chair. I was busy heating up some bear meat for him, and I had fresh water for him, from the stream nearby. I swear to every fucking star in the sky he was asking me to fuck him when he looked at me like that. I whine again and freeze when I hear him turn in his sleep. Placing the now hot meat on a plate, I grab the jug of water and tiptoe back into the room where the Omega laid. I place the food on the table, next to the bed, and pour him some water into a cup and set that down as well as the jug, in case he needed more. I pull up a chair and sit next to him watching how he moves in his sleep. I sweep my gaze down to his  shoulder which seems to be doing better, not noticing he was awake and watching me. "Morning." He croaks softly. Startled, I lean away from him before relaxing again. "Morning, Omega." I whisper while reaching for the cup of water. Handing it to him, he downs it in one gulp before gesturing for more.Chuckling, I pick up the jug and pour him some more water and after he'd finished that cup he put the cup down. "Brock." Setting down the jug, I tilt my head in confusion. "My name..Brock." I look up at him and I'm taken aback as I see a small flicker of fear pass through his deep brown eyes. Before I can process what I saw I blurt out. "You don't need to be afraid of me." He looks at me suspiciously. "And why shouldn't I be..?" He has a point... "Because I'm not.. gonna..." I trail off as I smell the air and realize, that this innocent, little Omega has begun his first wave of heat.

Locking eyes with him, I can see his body naturally submitting, he squirms in place, his legs falling open, and he keens softly while panting heavily. Growling, I decide not to hold myself back any longer and I lunge at Brock. Whining, Brock gasps as I lap at his neck while ripping his shirt off of him. Tossing the scraps on the floor, I turn my attention to pulling his pants off.Before I can undo the button, I hear snarling from outside.

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