We're All Alphas Here... Right? (Fairy Tail MidCo one shot)

MidCo Oneshot (Omegaverse)

So, Crime Sorcière had been fine lately. Travelling an whatnot. Nothing was really off about any of it.
Jellal was normal, Meredy always by his side, Richard not far behind them.
Racer and Angel trailed behind slightly.
They had said that Midnight and Cobra were out scouting, two of their best scouts, after all and Jellal had eaten that right up.
That didn't mean that it was the truth.
They were all alphas there, they were all strong and powerful alphas, besides for Midnight. He was strong, terrifying, wicked, powerful and—
An omega.
Not only that, but he was an omega... in heat. They had to keep away for duration of the week, so "scouting" was the excuse.
His heats could be mild to getting up to being super strong. He had had heats before he deemed that sleeping it off would be something he could do for the duration and there had been others when he'd sobbed and crawled to get friction from the crawling and so that he could get into someone's —anyone's— pants.
His heats were never the same and it was frustrating.
So that meant that whether Midnight was snoring away soundly or trying to mate Cobra, they didn't know.
But, they could hope for the best.

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"Alpha... please~! It hurts! I need it, please~..." the omega sobbed.
"No." Cobra stayed for the twentieth time. He had some restrain. Yes, he was an alpha and he surely was being affected by Midnight's scent of morning snow, grapes and freshly baked bread, but he had steel himself.
He had learned to steel himself over the years, the scent was delicious, but he knew how to resist it.
"Please! I'll do anything!" His heat was significantly worse this time around, it seemed like it always was after they got out of prison.
His body had naturally given him very mild heats while they were there, it was like it knew that he could easily be raped during that time, but now that he was free, it had to make up for it.
It was a very strong heat, this time around.
He almost felt bad for keeping himself tied out so he couldn't even touch himself.
"Erik! Please! I can't stand it!" The omega screeched, sobbing.
He couldn't take it.
He wasn't going to breed the idiot, but he could at least help him get off.
"Yes Erik! Do it! Please!"
"No," he answered again, before he crouched next to him, "But that doesn't mean that I won't help at all." With that, he placed his palm on his length and the other's mewl was enough to tell him that it was very well received.
"You're burning up..." Cobra commented, "Maybe we should really be outside,"
They were in an old abandoned ghost town, the house had a fireplace with wood inside, so they —Cobra— decided it would be a fantastic house to stay in.
There was snow outside anyway, it wasn't like he would just leave Midnight writhing in the snow.
So, here they were.
He began to stroke the omega softly and Midnight whined, violently trembling.
"Please more... it's so hot..." Midnight got out, wriggling.
"Do you want me to take your clothes off? You must be on fire under that coat,"
A nod.
The hearing mage got to work, undressing the other and setting the clothes aside.
He hadn't undressed him before because the scent only got stronger and he himself was the one writhing.
It was intoxicating.
But he had to remind himself that he couldn't do anything to his dearest friend, the one he'd helped his entire life.
The one he cared for.
The one he loved.
He couldn't ruin him like that.
He stood and deemed that he needed to get the smell away from him for just a minute at the least, surely the house had something to drown it out.
"Erik come back! Give me more! Please!"
He had to ignore it.
Midnight would never want him as a mate anyway.
After a few minutes of looking, the mage finally found what he was looking for: scented candles.
He lit them all up, trying to get away from the snow and fresh bread that drove him mad.
The candles smelled of pumpkin, delicious and spiced.
He breathed it in and it helped a bit, only a bit. But a bit was enough to keep him from breaking.
"Erik! Come back~! Take me! Mate me! Hurt me! Break me! Breed me! Please!" Midnight cried.
That was when he decided to just bring the candles over so he could sit next to Midnight at the same time.
He sat back down, lining up his candles before he turned back to Midnight.
"Please... do something... anything... I need this... it hurts so bad... get me hot and high, please..."
Cobra gulped and then —he almost heard a little ding sound— an idea popped into his head.
"You want more? Something to get you hot and high?"
"Yes, fuck yes,"
Cobra gulped and turner back to grab the pumpkin scented candle.
With that, he tilted it right over the other's thigh.
"What are you —ahhh!" Midnight arches his back, "Wax? It's... hot..."
"That's what you wanted right? To get hit and high? Your words, not mine,"
With that, he did it on the other side.
Midnight moaned out with each drop of wax that hit him.
Soon, Cobra had taken up a spot on the floor and was insistently pelting his thighs, shoulders, chest, belly, back, everywhere but the most aching spot on him, with wax.
He didn't intend to get kinky with waxplay, but he had to admit, seeing Midnight being in ecstasy over it was kind of hot. It was a sight, that was a fact.
He then ran his palm up and down Midnight's length at a slow and tantalizing pace.
"More..."
Cobra gulped, the closeness of them was starting to really affect him.
Despite the pumpkin spice in the air, the fresh bread scent was pelting him now.
He dripped another drop of wax onto his omega.
Another, onto his omega.
And another —his omega mewled— and another.
Two fingers plunged themselves in the omega's heat and Midnight cried out, "Yes! Erik! Alpha... yes..."
"Be quiet." He snarled, dropping another bit of wax on him, continuing to stretch his omega out.
He was in a rut.
Shit.
He was large, very large and hard as a rock. His knot had swelled and he needed this.
Wax just kept his omega obedient.
He pulled his fingers out and the omega whined, "No... more plea-"
Midnight cried out as Cobra plunged himself deep inside.
The other struggled slightly and another drop of wax hit his belly.
His belly.
Cobra looked at it.
He was trying to imagine... he was going to imagine... that wax stained belly being swollen, swollen, full of his seed, or... better yet... full with his own pups.
He couldn't stop himself now... he pounded in with so much force that it was winding both of them already.
He'd do anything to see Midnight swollen.
Cobra continued his harsh pace for a while, moaning, screams of pleasure and wet sounds filled the room, before Cobra gulped, "Midnight, I have to stop... I can't... I'm going to-"
"Don't stop. Please knot me... I've always wanted it... please... mate me! Claim me..." Macbeth answered, still moaning out his name.
"Are you sure?"
"More than I ever have been in my life!"
Cobra looked at the scent gland. Oh gods, he wanted to.
He set down the candle and went for it.
He shot out and sunk his teeth deep into the other's neck.
Midnight cried out, arching his back, white spilling up and onto his stomach.
Cobra pushed the other all the way down onto his knot and with one word that had to do with a specific time of day, he let it out.
His knot began emptying inside of him, filling him up, more and more.
He hadn't knotted in so very long, hadn't let anything out in so long.
The sat there for one minute, two, three, four and finally five before he was done.
He gulped and touched a hand to his mate's bloated belly, "You're filled up entirely... how do you feel?"
"Amazing..."
"What if you get pregnant?" Cobra asked, suddenly alarmed.
"Then we had better get started on making names," Macbeth answered.
"How about: Erik Junior!"
"Absolutely not."
"Then what do you propose?"
"I like the name Eden. Stolas. Xander. Ambrose. Angelo. Alistair,"
"Oh wow, how much thought have you put into this?"
"Too much."
"Who did you think you'd end up mating with?"
"I didn't know. But my dream has always been you..."
Cobra's face flushed at that, "Oh... I've always wanted to mate with you too..."
"Maybe we should have done this sooner," Midnight chuckled.
"How's your heat?"
"Died down for now. I can only imagine it'll be roaring again later... and you can give me more pups, if that's what you want... in the meantime..." Midnight kissed him, softly, passionately, "You know what you can give me?"
Cobra winked, "I might have an idea..." he answered, licking his lips.
"Oh yeah? I'll tell you what you can give me..."
"Oh enlighten me~," Cobra loomed over him, ready.
"How about a bath, Erik. I'm covered in wax."
The alpha blinked rapidly for a moment, "Ah, right. Of course that's what you meant," he gulped, "One bath, coming right up," with that, he carefully pulled out and sprinted to help his mate clean up.
Midnight only chuckled, leaning against the wall.
He placed a hand over his belly and said, "Someday, you'll all be grand wizards... better than us. I just know it."
With that, he closed his eyes and despite the bath being drawn...

He finally fell asleep.