Alpha Caesar
Omega Joseph
There was a heavy scent that lingered around the island. It was more than just a coincidence that it followed wherever Caesar went. There was never a way to detect what it smelt like. It was heavy, with sweet undertones of something's fruity. Suzy Q said she associated the.color purple with the scent, but she'd also known the scent most of her life, she was completely unaffected. So when it manifested after Joseph had shown up, it was like a heavy blanket was draped over the brunettes chest. He'd been around many alphas. Even granny Erina was an alpha. Speedwagon was a beta, but he also didn't conform much with the role, or any role for that matter. But when Joseph first caught Caesar's scent it became something primal and new. It was an unprecedented feeling in Joseph's life. Of course Joseph was an omega, he called it his birth curse, and strictly conformed with alpha roles in everything he did. It showed, too; especially in his quick anger and aggression. It was obvious to people smarter than a rock, but keep in mind he'd met some pretty dumb people.
Yet when Caesar's scent first hit him he felt a new feeling that maybe he'd been meant to feel years ago. It felt blissful. Like something bloomed in his gut; it felt like home to him. Of course there were repercussions to this. He couldn't stop himself from reverting to omega behaviors. It started with obeying orders, which was way out of his ordinary. He figured this was because Caesar masked his scent most times in public, but while on the island he could let himself go quote a bit. And whenever he did let go and expose his scent to the air, Joseph became submissive; which was quite amusing to Caesar, who had no clue what had gotten into Joseph. The next step invaded Joseph's dreams. Every evening he would doze off and let his guard down in their shared room. Their scents would often combine which wasn't uncommon. Some people never hid their scent, and some always hid it, or you could expose it with close friends, family or around your lovers of course seeming scents aren't necessarily sexual unless in heat or rut, in which a scent will shift to attract mates. That's where Joseph's problem started, though. Every evening when he'd dream it was always about what his heat would be like if Caesar were there to fill in. In all practical sense Joseph had a wet dream about Caesar every night. He'd wake up a sweating mess gripping to his pillow while his blanket offered compensation while Joseph's hips rut into it. Not to mention the slick and sometimes a mix of slick and cum coating his thighs and soaking his boxers. Yet by the time he'd wake up, Caesar would be gone thankfully. This way he could quickly please himself and change his clothes. After 2 weeks of this , he was used to some nights being dreamless and some mornings waking up to a hot shower and jacking off before training and flirting with Caesar.
However this dream, and the events to follow, were quite different.
Joseph's dreams were heavier and way more vivid. Every detail could come to his mind in an instance and every word spoke echoed in his ears until he woke up a steaming mess , his skin slippery as he dragged himself to his knees. This was the worst thing he'd ever felt. The smell in the air had altered to something sweet and it sent him over the edge. He could feel a premature heat rushing him. He looked around quickly at Caesar's bed , which was occupied by the blonde sitting with his feet off the edge, his back facing Joseph. Joseph panted heavily and uttered out a scratchy moan, closing his eyes for a moment as he tried to ground himself. He couldn't help but notice how Caesar had seemed slightly taller and more muscular, a sign of an alpha going into rut. His thighs trembled and he felt his appetite leave as he laid his back on the bed.
Joseph heard the rustle of sheets and knew Caesar was looking at him.
"Jojo? Are you okay?" Caesar asked with a hint of worry coating his words. Joseph shivered, unsure of what to say. Of course he was okay but the only thing he could think about was being dominated and giving in to anyone who was willing to take him. His breath was heavy and his thighs trembled with every surge of need.
"Are.. Are you in r-rut?" Joseph uttered out and opened his eyes again, looking over to Caesar who was standing at the edge of his bed with concern. Though he was concerned, the shock couldn't be wiped off of his face.
"You're entering a heat." Caesar shivered and immediately Joseph knew his answer clear as day.
"You think-?" Joseph snapped and gripped his sheets, and bit into his lip. Joseph threw his T-Shirt off and quicky moved to his pants, throwing a bystanding Caesar off guard.
"I-- I'll leave!" Caesar shuddered in confusion and turned to hop out the door. Joseph looked at him and shivered, grabbing his hand.
"Or we could help each other out." Joseph retorted and pulled Caesar down so quickly Caesar straddled Joseph to keep from body slamming him on the bed.
" Joseph-!?" Caesar said quickly, worry flooded his voice but his instincts wanted to fuck Joseph into the mattress.
"I can go without help- can't you?" Caesar asked quickly and stopped Joseph's hands that were rushing now to undress Caesar.
"No I've never experienced this shit." Joseph looked up to Caesar with confusion and annoyance.
"Not to mention this is all I've dreamt about for two weeks, it'll be REAL hard to control it now." Joseph said with a hint of shyness.
"I assumed you'd also want help since I've heard rut can be painful." Joseph suggested in a steamed tone and looked away. Caesar smiled and little and looked down at him.
"Joseph Joestar, worried about my physical condition and needs? What a surprise." Caesar teased and earned a punch in the arm. Joseph couldn't help but smile a little, and for a moment he'd distracted himself from the heat. But the moment their eyes locked again Joseph started to squirm under Caesar's weight. Caesar moved off of Joseph's legs to between them, hugging Joseph close to comfort him.
"So if you didn't want help I'll have to assume that hard object in your pants that's pressing on my ass must be a knife?" Joseph teased right back, his hips flexing into Caesar's.
Caesar was silent for a moment and Joseph could hear how the lace of his breath changed from something calm to hungry, heavy sighs.
"Are you sure you want this. From me." Caesar asked for reassurance, trying to ignore the friction of Joseph's hips.
"Well I've been dreaming of you fucking me to a pulp for 14 days now?" Joseph hummed and slipped his hands up Caesar's shirt, his fingers gently tracing the blondes spine.
"Not to mention we flirt every hour of the day." Joseph added and finally rested his face in the crook of Caesar's neck.
"I'm trying to say yes, I want this note than anything in the world." Joseph said softly and took in Caesar's heavy, sweet scent, nibbling at his own lip gently. Caesar was on the verge of losing it, heavy breath clouded his face and he laid Joseph back, tossing off his own shirt and practically tearing his pants away, leaving the two in their boxers. Caesar was losing control and Joseph was half gone. Caesar's hips ground against Joseph's, surges of pleasure shocked the brunette as he exchanged sloppy kisses and moans with Caesar. Caesar's hands held Joseph's hips down and he panted, resting his lips aside Joseph's ear.
"If you want me to fuck you so bad get rid of these boxers." He smirked and something pounded in him at the incoherent whine Joseph replied with. Joseph pushed his own boxers away, which was more than a mistake after slick started to spill out if him. Caesar growled and toe away his own underwear before Joseph could get to them.
"Hands and knees. Now." Caesar growled and flipped Joseph so Joseph's chest was pinned to the mattress. There were only a few seconds for Joseph to understand what was happening before Caesar slammed into him, a wet slap responded, followed with a shocked and agonizing moan. Caesar pulled his hips back slightly, watching strings of sticky, slippery liquid drawing him back in for another thrust. Joseph was breathless, his thighs trembled as he gripped his pillow. His walls clenched around Caesar and his whines came out shaky.
"You're so big--_ Joseph uttered out and arched his back as Caesar's pushed back in for another thrust.
"G-ha!!" Joseph cried out and threw his head back, his eyes wide as words spilled mindlessly from his lips.
"F-Fuck go deeper I need you to fill me." Joseph rushed out and squirmed as rough hands secured his waist. Caesar started to pound his cock into Joseph, the brunettes skin becoming red and raw where Caesar's hips pounded into his ass with every thrust. Slick spilled from Joseph each time Caesar thrusted, running down his thighs and making his skin sticky. Joseph's core trembled as he screamed and called out into the pillow, his grip so strong the pillow seemed like it'd rip. He felt Caesar's cock coating his insides with precum , his walls being destroyed and forced apart.
"MORE!" Joseph cried and met out a pained moan as his hair was pulled back. Caesar again rested his lips next to the brunettes ear.
"Who do you belong to?" Caesar snarled possessively and thrusted harder untill Joseph's knees gave out and he was pinned between Caesar and the mattress a screaming mess. Joseph tried to get Caesar's name out but every thrust shocked every tiny nerve in his body and he could feel the build up in his stomach.
"God YES!" Joseph cried as his eyes rolled back, his hair being pulled back tighter.
"Tell me who you belong to! " Caesar snarled and sunk sharp teeth into Joseph's shoulders, forcing Joseph now to take in every inch of his cock.
"CAESAR--!!!!" Joseph screamed out the others name like he lost him, tears poured from his eyes as Caesar flipped the brunette onto his back. Pride flourished in the mess he'd made of Joseph and he gripped the headboard, forcing his cock deeper while Joseph clawed and scratched the blankets and sheets for some sort of bearing.
"I'm yours! I belong to you!" Joseph cried avs arched his back. Caesar panted heavily, he'd lost all control and now he could feel the knot starting to grow as screams flooded the air around them. He released Joseph's shoulders and admired the big purple mark and where blood brimmed where his teeth sunk. He watched as Joseph's eyes shot and he'd become so overwhelmed with pleasure he was nothing but a trembling, gasping wreck. Caesar praised him as he leaned down, not slowing himself at all.
"I-is this what you wanted Jo-Jo?" Caesar hissed and listened as the bed rocked seaking mercy of any sort. Joseph coughed and gazed up through tears, panting heavily with no response. Caesar growled and wrapped his hand around Joseph's throat, squeezing until he knew no air was getting to him. His breath squeezed out of his throat in that moment and suddenly the pressure in his stomach free and became hotter.
Joseph's face grew blue and saliva drained from his lips as his eyes tried to close. He was held like that, being fucked mercilessly, until Caesar's chest was coated in cum. That's when Caesar released him, and Joseph gasped for air while he collapsed against the mattress. He couldn't even speak much, tears and saliva mixed on his cheeks. Caesar worked and thrusted until with one final blow and a weak moan he emptied his load ito Joseph's stomach, his knot hodkibg them tight together. Joseph's nerves burned and he couldn't physically stop himself from twitching, accepting as much of Caesars load as his body would let him. Joseph hugged onto Caesar's shoulders as his arms grew weak and sticky liquid coated every inch of his skin. He moaned quietly as Caesar's knot deflated and the blonde pulled out, cum spilling and dripping from Joseph. Caesar leaned forward and hugged him close to comfort him, his breath heavy and shaky as a gripped to Joseph.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you-" he whispered and Joseph looked to him.
" That was the best thing that ever happened to me. I've never felt so good in my life." Joseph said reassuringly and laid-back.
"Now please hold me, you blew my fucking back out." Joseph whined and smiled when Caeser covered their bodies in a blanket and cuddled him close while they both drenched in each other's juices unwilling to shower let alone move.
