Questionable at best (Tree bros smut)

Low-key messed up (1)

Warnings: omegaverse, possesive talk, proably a lot more, idk, I'm tired.

Everything is hot, and hazy, and mind-blowingly amazing, and Evan has no idea how it happened, or why, but he doesn't fucking care because it feels good, and Connor is so good, and Evan can't seem to care about anything else.

Connor is everything.

They're all over the place, every movement somehow more desperate than the last, bodies pressed flush together, hands gripping hard enough to leave prints, like the other will disappear otherwise; and Connor angles himself just so, and Evan arches into him.

Azure eyes settle on him, darkened enough with lust that it's hard to see that one spot of brown Evan knows is there, the weight of the gaze comes with a joyful feeling, because all Evan wanted was to be seen, and now Connor only has eyes for him.

Connor is everything.

Evan feels something build up in his belly, as Connor accelerates progressively, and Evan remembers briefly that he's dealing with an alpha here, but if being forced into a second nature is the price he has to pay for this to never stop, then he's more than willing. Connor connects their mouths in a sloppy kiss, that's all tongues, and teeth, and spit, and pants; and Evan responds with something akin to hunger, senses overdriven.

The alpha directs every hit to that one spot that has Evan arching up in pleasure, and he finds himself pleading, for increase, for eternity, for Connor.

Connor is everything.

Evan thinks he can actually pin point the moment his body gives in and embraces his new role as an omega, and feels the womb forming inside him; he knows, realistically, that such things are impossible. But then he's making noises only an omega could, and Connor responds with satisfied trills of his own, and everything becomes ten times better, so Evan is pretty enamored with his new nature.

His body shifts and re-makes itself around the alpha that's caused the change, until everything fits together like puzzle pieces, and Connor becomes outright feral in his movements, and Evan takes it all in stride, relishing in the feeling of being so absolutely dominated. Evan doesn't just want anymore; he needs, desperately, and profusely.

"Mine"

Connor is everything.

"Yours, please yours"

There's teeth trailing his neck, choosing the spot that Evan won't be able to cover, and sinking down on it possessively, and everything comes into a peak as Evan sees white, and then... then he feels something give inside him, and he's full, and every last cell in his body is singing in pride and satisfaction. Movements slow down to a full stop, and Evan feels like he's coming back to himself, but the regret and panic he expects are nowhere to be found; and Connor is still everything.

He's mated to Connor Murphy, the burning of his neck is sure to remind him how the world works, but against everything he expected out of such an outcome, he finds himself purring in content. Connor chuckles deeply atop him, gazing down with eyes that have never been that soft before, and he's still looking at Evan as though he's the only thing he sees.

"Someone's happy"

There's a smile tugging at Connor's lips, and Evan realizes it's his first time seeing such a thing, and he gets a warm feeling in his chest knowing that it's partly his doing. His purring becomes a bit louder, Connor chuckles again and leans down to connect their lips; the kiss is softer than the ones they've exchanged so far, but Connor's still obviously in charge, and something in Evan melts at the feeling as he kisses back.

Connor shifts them so Evan can lay on him, and that's how he discovers the alpha is tightly tied in place, it dawns on him that he's been knotted, and as he concentrates on it, he promptly decides he likes the feeling.

"God, I'm so glad, so glad I got you"

Connor says this in a husky whisper to Evan's ear, before he goes down to press hot kisses all over the bare side of his neck.

"Gonna scent you so no one tries to take you away"

Evan purrs even louder at that, craning his neck so Connor can access it better, the alpha smiles into his skin.

Connor is everything.

"All yours"

Connor grins like he just won something, Evan doesn't mind, particularly when the alpha moves to press a kiss to what Evan now recognizes as his bond site.

"All mine"

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Jared is frowning at him when he sees him at school; nose scrunched like he's unhappy with his scent, Evan has never cared less what Jared thinks about his smell, because he knows he reeks of Connor.

Jared looks like he's about to say something awful, Evan can feel this in the air, when a pair of hands slip around the smaller boy's waist. At first Evan tenses, then he recognizes his mate's scent and all but melts into the body that presses against his back, arms wrapping around his belly; Connor rests his head into Evan's shoulder, first dropping a fleeting kiss into the uncovered bit of skin.

"Morning beautiful"

Evan lets out a happy sigh at the way those words are purred into his ear.

"Won't you turn and greet me properly?"

Evan is more than eager to comply, turning to face Connor and give him a soft kiss, the alpha presses him flush against him, impeding further movement, as he takes over the kiss and deepens it hungrily; like this Evan's acutely aware of how aroused his mate is and feels himself getting wet in response.

Connor smiles as he leaves his lips to trail kisses at his neck, which Evan cranes dutifully, unaware of the look Connor's throwing at Jared. Evan only knows that Connor's hands lower to cup his butt, as he moves to whisper in his ear.

"Such a good omega, so ready to please"

"Ah~ Connor"

"You'll let me drag you away so I can take you, won't you?"

"Please~"

"My perfect mate"

Evan would then let Connor pull him out of the halls and into the backseat of his car, where the alpha would make slow sex to him and knot him again, leaving a trail of fresh hickies to accompany his mate mark.