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Extension August 2024 Drabble #1
🕑 Added 2024-09-03 15:17:20 +0000 UTC(Completely forgot to post! So sorry D:)
Jack/Gabriel – omega!Gabriel; alpha!Jack; hurt/comfort – Jack takes care of the headstrong Omega; though it will take a while until Gabriel can fully relax.
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Part 2 (This Part)
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It’s surprisingly more difficult than Jack would have anticipated to get Gabriel into position. The soldier is hesitant to follow his guidance, pushing awkwardly against his hands as if he is actually trying to do the complete opposite of what the Alpha is telling him to do.
It’s such a Gabriel thing to do that Jack actually isn’t too sure whether this stubbornness comes from him being blind and unsure how to cope with it or from Gabriel just being a contrary bastard and the wildest, most headstrong Omega Jack had ever met.
Fuck, but he is into it. He’s been into it for a good long while now and hadn’t known how to try and broach the subject with Gabriel without having the Omega laugh in his face and literally kick him out of his room with those strong legs and their wonderfully thick thighs…
Jack hadn’t anticipated it to happen like this. And he honestly would have preferred it to be happening under a lot less stress for Gabriel, but he can’t deny that him getting blinded by the enemy would play into his hands this well.
“Shhh,” he whispers when Gabriel makes the softest sound of distress upon finally kneeling for him. His hands are clenched so tight into the bedsheets that it looks fucking painful. “You’re doing so well,” he croons, his palm slowly rubbing up and down the Omega’s spine. Gabriel is still wearing an undershirt that is clinging desperately to his body, soaked through with his sweat.
Agitation and Heat have made him constantly slick with moisture. It’s actually difficult to grab a hold of him without sliding off his slippery skin.
He shuffles onto the bed behind him. It’s any Alpha’s dream come fucking true to be allowed to breed The Gabriel Reyes. He’s gorgeous. He’s feisty. He’s fertile-
And right now he is trembling in the desperate need not to lash out against Jack. He lets himself sink onto his forearms, pressing his head into the sheets and pressing his hands against the back of his head.
Jack keeps rubbing along his spine a few times. He debates on whether to say more or not but it feels like if he gets too much on Gabriel’s nerves he will have the other’s teeth at his jugular, so he is quiet for now, just trying to figure out the situation and the best way to move forward. It rankles to fuck an Omega that is so obviously in distress, but leaving him to his own devices when his body is burning up from heat is even worse in his opinion.
His eyes trail further down, mouth watering when he sees just how much Gabriel has been soaking through the gray sweats he’s wearing.
Jack had figured that Gabriel would be desperate, but he had not quite imagined…
His scent hadn’t been that intense. Nothing to suggest that he’s been this far along and this in need of a good fuck. He curls his fingers into the back of Gabriel’s sweats and carefully peels them down his body.
They must have been made of the base’s scent dampening material because once they slide across the meatiest swell of his gloriously fat ass, he is hit with the full brunt of Gabriel’s heat scent. It’s almost too intense, immediately causing to shoot saliva in and make him nearly drool as he shimmies them down to his knees with trembling hands.
“Fuck, Gabe… you’re a damn wet-dream come true, you know? Shit-” He trails off, grabbing a hold of those fat cheeks he’s been fantasizing about for as long as he’s known the Omega, and carefully spreading them apart. Gabriel’s hole looks buttery soft, a thick, translucent gush of slick dripping from him even as Jack watches.
It’s… honestly pornographic. Quite literally. He does not think he’s ever seen an Omega produce like this outside of porn and he’s always figured those were doctored shots anyway-
“Just… get on with it, asshole.” Gabriel’s voice is not it’s usual smooth croon. It’s shaking and brittle and he sounds on the verge of tears which is honestly weird to think about in relation to a hardass like this Omega.
Jack hesitates, his thumbs lightly dragging just against the edge of the swollen, wet hole.
“Listen, I can… get someone else if you rather have another Alpha-”
“N-No! Fuck! Just… stop talking and do your shit!” Gabriel inhales deeply, almost gasping for air. He turns his head back into the bedding, hiding his face against it. Or maybe… trying to wipe away some tears? The corners of Jack’s mouth turn down. He’s got a dream come true right here waiting for him, but it feels hollow knowing that Gabriel is in so much distress right now.
He tries to wrap his head around the situation; of having his sight so suddenly ripped away from him. He doesn’t know how he would react, to be honest. It seems like a very scary concept to be thrust upon someone, not to mention that his body decided to go into heat so soon after…
He slowly rubs Gabriel’s hips and shuffles closer. His cock finds Gabriel’s ass crack as if it were a living being, snuggling into that hot, slippery valley like it’s been made just for him.
“Yeah… yeah, I’ll do whatever you want,” he promises in a low croon. His thumbs gently rub the small of Gabriel’s back, then dig into the already loosening muscles to urge him into more of a presenting position.
Gabriel does so, but not without a wheezing little whine accompanying the action. He hates being vulnerable. He hates being a target. That much is plenty obvious.
Jack slowly rocks his hips, dragging through the Omega’s slippery ass crack and feeling him gush even more hot, creamy slick for him. It’s absolutely overwhelming. Jack doesn’t think he’s ever had an Omega this… fertile, this… virile.
“You wanna… uh… you wanna do this on your back maybe?” It feels like a monumental effort to squeeze the words out. Like he is the one in distress, which… he kind of is. He’s in distress because he isn’t fucking Gabriel into a raw, babbling mess right now. He’s in distress because his dick only gets to sniff at that gorgeous Omega cunt instead of completely ruining it like it was always meant to be.
Gabriel seems to… melt in response. His knees move further apart until he’s damn well in the splits, his body sliding against the bedding. His wonderfully plush ass is still tilted upward like the good Omega that he is, but he’s slid so far away from Jack that his dick isn’t even cushioned between the cheeks anymore.
“N-No, I don’t want to be on my back for you, Morrison. I d-don’t want to have you l-looming over me so I can make sure I can’t damn well see your stupid fucking face while you dick me down. I don’t n-need to be reminded that I… that I- fuck.” He breaks off, hiding his face once again in the blanket, his wide shoulders heaving as he breathes, trying to keep himself from outright bawling.
Jack swallows thickly, his voice a rough rasp as he says: “Yeah uhm… yeah, okay. Sorry, I’ll just…”
He bites his tongue, forcing himself to shut up. He feels like a much younger Alpha as he carefully positions himself and finally slides into Gabriel.
This is… more intimate. He’s basically lying on top of him, baring down on the skittish Omega and squeezing him into the mattress as he forces himself into a nice, slow rhythm.
Gabriel is tense underneath him… but only for a few minutes. It seems like his muscles relax almost against his will, a little whining moan hitting Jack’s ears and making him feel like a million bucks for getting Gabriel there.
He’s been wondering for so long about how Gabriel would be as an Omega. He always thought he’d be just a bitch to please and satisfy, demanding and taciturn and all that kind of shit that gets an Alpha by the ego and makes him want to be just that much better for their Omega.
He certainly had not anticipated him to be so easy for it. To start whimpering at the first few little thrusts, his insides a perfect hot mess holding him nice and tight with silky, trembling walls.
Slowly, he puts even more weight on Gabriel until he is fully lying on the Omega’s back, crushing him into the mattress and gently rolling his hips to give him the slowest fuck Jack has ever managed to produce.
He noses in just behind Gabriel’s ear, breath hot and wet, listening to the Omega all but suffocate himself in the bedding until he finally turns his head to the side and pants the fresh air open mouthed and tongue almost lolling.
“You’re being so good for me,” Jack gasps immediately, pressing wet little kisses against Gabriel’s ear. “Such a good boy. You don’t need to see to be so perfect for me, do you? It’ll be fine. We’ll figure it all out. I’ll make you feel like a million bucks before that, though, hmn? Gonna put a whole bunch of puppies in your belly. Make you coast on that good feeling.”
It’s maybe a fucked up thing to say to Gabriel right now but Jack couldn’t stop it. It’s just rolling from his tongue easy as can be; and Gabriel trembles around him beautifully, his fingers clawing harder at the bedding.
They’ll figure all of this out, yeah… but for now Jack will coast on the feeling that Gabriel actually trusted him to do this in the first place.
