TomTord oneshots

pack, pack

warning: smut
also this is uh. TomTordEddMatt.
Enjoy.

You wanna know what would've been nice? Being born a Beta.

Well, look at Matt. The man didn't have to deal with ruts, heats, slick, knots... god, Tom could only wish.

Tom presented as an Omega when he turned sixteen. Fun fucking times, considering Edd had presented as an Alpha at fifteen and Tord at fourteen.

Because of his parents lack of money, he never got to take heat suppressants. By the time he moved in with all of his friends, however, Tord started buying Tom heat suppressants, as neither Edd nor Tord would be able to handle that scent. There were also warning signs before heat, of course. They were similar to getting a fever; warm skin, achy bones, messy mind.

Biology for male Omegas? Fucking wack. Tom always laughed at the misconception that male Omegas had the same reproductive system as female Omegas.

For one, they did had dicks, but they didn't have balls. This prevented them from impregnating others, as they no longer had sperm. They still came, but it was more like a female's orgasms.

Two, they didn't just 'have a uterus up their ass.' Second funniest thing Tom's ever heard. You know how a man shares his urethra with his reproductive system? Yeah, same thing with a male Omega's ass. Whenever they got aroused, their body would switch from normal bodily system to reproductive system.

This made it very hard to get come out after sex.

The only reason male Omegas don't have a female body is... well, they have a completely different chemical makeup.

Tetrarhulyabrel.

Yeah, it's a long name. Tom wished he could just say 'testosterone' or 'estrogen.' Much easier than that thing.

Anyway.

This chemical allowed them to reproduce without a clashing with the testosterone in a male Omega's body. This chemical was one of the two responsible for an Omega's heat (female Omegas have tetrarhulyabrel, too).

When met with an Alpha's rut scent or the artificially made version that the Omegan body created (otherwise known as sochin), it creates harliene. The heat mixture.

Also, they do self-lubricate, so no need for that pesky lube.

The author could explain an Alpha's reproductive system (with ruts and whatnot), but she can assume you're already very bored.

"Movie night, bitches!" Edd shouted because that seems to be the author's only idea these days.

Tom groaned as he rolled out of his bed. The clock read a solid 18:24, making Tom blink.

How fucking long had he been asleep?

Rolling out of bed, Tom sighed. He should probably get changed. After all, he hadn't changed when he got home this morning (morning being a solid 03:00). His bones ached as he moved.

He pulled off his baggy shirt and started to dig through his closet. He'd love to fall back asleep, but Edd would probably kill him.

A knock at his door made him jump. Matt's voice sounded past the door. "Tim, are you coming?" he asked. Neither Edd or Tord would ever come to his door if he didn't respond, in case he was... in the midst of something. Matt, however, being a Beta, didn't bother about it.

"Yeah, sorry. I was asleep," he called back as he slid on a graphic tee and his sweatshirt.

"What do you want to eat?" Matt added, leaning against Tom's door.