Mind Your Manners

"Do we need to talk about anything?” Logan asked, stepping into the darkened kitchen to see the omega that had been largely ignoring all the alphas lately and sassing back more than usual.

She got some water from the refrigerator door and glared at him, “I’m fine. Leave me alone.”

He raised his brows, slowly stepping closer as she drank her water. This was pretty much the first time he’d seen her all day, and it was actually the following day; the glowing clock showing 12:07AM.

“I’m your overseer, whether you like it or not. Watch your tone.” He growled.

“I’m not a baby, Logan. I was nice about it before, but let me tell you in no uncertain terms,” rage bubbled into her voice as she set the glass down and squared her shoulders. “I am fine! You don’t have to follow me around. So do me a favor and FUCK OFF!”

Immediately, her heart sank as he was in her face in a second. She tried to hide the fact that he knocked some of the wind out of her sails.

 His irritation filled pheromones swarmed her senses a moment later and her body reacted the way it needed to in order to ensure she got what she needed from Alpha.

Let’s play. Her inner omega purred.

“Look here, Missy,”  Logan grabbed Lina’s jaw in his hand, forcing her to meet his eyes that darkened with anger,  “This attitude of yours needs to stop. You don’t want me to  have to remind you of your manners the old fashioned way.” He growled, not missing the flick of excitement in her eyes.

He cocked his head, typical alpha arrogance filling his expression. “Or do you?”

She gave him a daring look before shoving away from him and wrenching her face away.

“Have it your way, Pidge.” A delighted yelp came from her as his calloused hands grabbed her hips and tossed her almost carelessly to the floor.

Before she could react he was shoving her face down and hips up. Logan leaned over her a bit, caging her underneath him and shoving his hardening length against her panty covered warmth.

The force of his thrust pushed her cheek into the cool marble, her breath fogging it a little with each gasp.

The omega gave her all into wiggling out and wrestling against his strength but it was effortless on his part. He actually seemed amused at her attempts to throw herself around.

The entire time no scent of fear rose from her. Only the gradual increase of how wet she became as she experienced his strength firsthand.

“Are you about finished?” he asked when she stopped to catch her breath, sitting up on his knees, keeping his lap flush with her backside. He seized both of her wrists, pinning them swiftly to her back  before she could register that she’d been free for a second there. “Lay still, Pidge.”

They both knew she didn’t want to escape. Not really.

It was part of the dance between alpha and omega that was as old as humans themselves. One now considered inappropriate, crude and worse by most…yet Lina reveled in their game.

She loved the dominant pressure he exuded over her, how big he was in every sense of the word, how his own arousal pheromones joined hers in a symphony.

At last, she shuffled her knees impatiently in a primitive dance to give enthusiastic consent despite her act of being outraged by being mounted. She barred her teeth as he adjusted himself with one hand, then froze up as she heard a single claw come out.

“Don’t move. Be a good girl.” His command hit like a soul soother rather than an order since Lina was secretly very happy to obey.

She held her breath to be as still as possible while he easily shredded her panties.

He gave her wrists a carefully measured but plenty firm squeeze to silently remind her to stay still. She huffed in acceptance, cheeks blazing when he backed away to scent her in the most intimate way possible.

Though she was shy, her body responded by sending more slick his way. She started to shake her hips again but froze as Logan gave an irritated growl that made her clit throb.

Lina hadn’t taken an alpha by choice in years, and she didn’t want to lose her chance with him. Of course, Logan was too far into his hind brain to stop now regardless.

Her body gave off more of her intoxicating aroma for his enhanced senses to revel in as means to apologize. A purr came from his chest just before he leaned in for a taste.

“F-fuck!”  she moaned, eyes fluttering back as she felt his facial hair adding an extra spark to her pleasure.

He paused, “Soon. I’m not finished with you yet.” Hunger tinged his voice, making her thighs clench. “Such a good girl, aren’t you?”

“I’m a good girl.” She agreed, trying to refrain from shoving herself back against his mouth, knowing he was baiting her. She whimpered, flinching when his resulting snicker of amusement puffed air on her sensitive core.

Ego stroked, the alpha leaned back in and ate her out while she panted in pleasure.

She was more than ready by the time he popped his cock in and firmly slid all the way to the base. Both groaned in unison as her stomach boasted a bulge that could only be one thing.

Logan climbed over her and wrapped one arm around her torso, a dangerous growl from him went straight to her clit as he stretched her wider to accommodate him.

Lina whined and whimpered as she embraced the slight sting. She’d obviously taken alpha’s before but this one was bigger than any of the others. Hell, he was the biggest alpha she'd seen in person all around.

Her inner omega adored this fact.

She knew this could be a challenge but when his growl turned into a cool purr,  “You’re taking me so well…that’s my good girl.”  Her determination grew even stronger and she wiggled her hips a little to reassure him that she was okay and still wanted this.

Lina couldn’t see the flash of relief in his smoldering brown eyes before he slowly pushed in the last couple inches, shivering when he felt the tip lightly hit a wall.

She grunted a little as her stomach was forced to distend in a way only omegas were built for-the reason some alphas stayed single and hoped for an omega and the reason betas died on surgical tables trying to be able to accommodate the larger alphas they coveted.

With much preparation or careful movement in the alpha’s part, they could safely fuck either designation but this felt so natural – given the circumstances that had gotten them here.

They both wanted this to hurt a bit since it was intended as a display of dominance and to “fix” her attitude, honestly she was enjoying it. It’s different with a partner that actually cares about you, even if he tried to hide it. She just met Logan and trusted him more than she'd trusted anyone but an omega in a long time.

So really she trusted him to hurt her safely.

And he did, eagerly pounding into her with enough force to push her forward a little on the floor with each thrust.

He cupped the lump in her belly he knew was his cock and grunted at the increased pressure. “Mmm, please L-Logan!”

An arrogant growl ripped from his throat as he curled his body around her as much as he could as if someone would try to take her from him.

She felt his muscles coil around her and  pushed back against him as her hindbrain made her chirp in approval for her partner.

Her inner omega knew biologically speaking that Logan was her favorite alpha I.E the most compatible one thus far, and her body wanted to make sure he knew that-to encourage him to accept her again.

“Ah!” she yelped, rolling her hips back as  he nipped at her neck,  tongue soothing the pain as soon as he caused it. This didn’t last as he had to force himself to stop that before he slipped up.

After a while,  repeated force on her neck from this position was getting uncomfortable, she made a slight sound of genuine pain and Logan froze at once, shoulders heaving as he looked down at her face. Sweat glistened on their bodies from the dull light under the kitchen counter.

“M-my neck…”

He nodded, and in a blur of flesh was sitting her on a towel on the counter. Lina let  her alpha position her how he wanted; legs spread obscenely wide while she sat on the edge.

Logan's thumb found her clit as soon as he pushed back inside, both of them moaning in tandem.

He kissed her neck, careful to stay away from her mating glands, and nuzzled the soreness away while grinding into her.

“Please alpha…” she begged, uncaring of how uncouth she was being. Logan actually loved it, especially with the bow in her hair peaking slightly over the top of her head.

His eyes zeroed in on their joining, watching the juice glisten on his thick cock with each retreat.  The alpha’s nostrils flared as he tried to inhale their mixed scents, extra sensitive nose trying to commit it to memory 

His pheromones were a drug to the omega who eagerly let him use her to fuck out the frustration she’d caused him with her attitude lately.

Logan grunted over her shoulder, slowing and going for strength over speed. If she hadn’t been a mutant, his force would have broken her pelvis.

She whimpered a little at the pain, but it was nothing she couldn’t handle. “You need to remember your place here, my little whore.” He slammed once more before pulling most of the way out and holding position.

Lina gave an irritated growl and tried to grab his hip to get him the rest of the way. “No.”

Her blood froze as Logan commanded her, hand slowly fell back to her side.  His calloused hand gripped her jaw, making her meet his eyes that burned with lust.

“Now!” She  demanded, growing frustrated at the lack of pleasure and forced to kick her legs in a little tantrum as her hindbrain took over.

 Her body released more pheromones and slick to try to entice her partner to continue.

His grip tightened to be a bit painful as his eyes hardened, though no actual rage came off him.

“You wanna try that again, Bub?” His voice was low and dangerous, challenging her to keep pushing it. Her now neglected clit throbbed in response, a sign she still felt safe.

Logan watched his omega weigh her options and made an effort not to smirk as defiance solidified in her steel colored eyes.

“I said now.” She hissed impatiently,  glancing down at where his tip was just barely inside.

The air grew tense as they played their game again, communicating through eye contact for a few long moments. When she refused to back down, he clicked his tongue.

“You really gotta learn sometime, Princess.”

Just as she opened her mouth to ask, she was -firmly but carefully – dragged to her knees in front of him. Yet when she tried to take him in her mouth he stepped away, taunting dick bouncing against his hair covered abs.

Her whine brought an arrogant smile to his lips for a moment. “So needy for me. But you don’t deserve any more of my cock after that, do you?” he crossed his arms over his broad chest, watching her wide eyes admire them then back to his eyes.

“I do! I’m a good girl. Please!” she begged, blinking up at him, her body tensed at the loss of his touch and she couldn’t help but shift a bit uncomfortably.

“Had to open that big mouth of yours.” He made a show of raising his eyebrows as he got an idea. A long finger tapped his chin, “That’s what got you into this situation, that’s what’s gonna get you out of it.”

Open her mouth for what, if not his cock? No one ever wanted it for anything else.

Noticing her confusion but willingness to comply, he explained. “Alpha wants to spit in your mouth, Sweet Pea. When I’m satisfied, I’ll fill you with so much cum you’ll bloat like a rutted bitch.” He purred the second sentence.

Her cheeks burned with desire as she considered this a fair trade.

“Yes, Alpha. Anything for you. Please.” Her legs shook as she sat on her knees the way that felt natural.

Hearing his designation fall from her lips like that was music to his ears, she looked so beautiful when she opened her mouth for him, eyes full of want and lust.

A purr sounded in his chest as he popped his thumb into her mouth, watching her automatically begin to suck on it while looking at his face.

 After only a few seconds  he pulled his lips up in a sneer and rubbed her own saliva on her cheek. “Fuckin’ slut.” But the aroused Alpha scent in the air grew even more intense.

His tone made her insides churn with desire. She wanted to beg for his cum but knew he’d only make her wait longer.

 Her alpha set his terms, and her hindbrain accepted them.

His large hand easily framed her jaw, gripping it in a way that hurt just the right amount. Lina opened again,  looking almost hopeful to receive any gift from her partner.

Logan gathered some saliva and let it slowly stretch through a foot of air and into her waiting mouth. He held her eyes while he did this, dick painfully hard but the game was too good.

When he’d passed it all to her, his grip on her jaw shifted to push more on her cheeks so he could see the indents of his fingers inside as he inspected her.

“Swallow, thank me and ask for more.”

 He gently caressed her sore jaw that was already healing the slight bruises before his very eyes. Alpha and omega healing made her heal almost as fast as him – once the pressure was removed.

Logan's command rubbed her brain as her inner omega danced with joy that this alpha was pleased with her.

He very much enjoyed having a partner that could take it; needed one, really.

Part of him wanted to praise her but he wanted to play this game a little longer.

“And call me Wolverine, for now.” He added.

His cock jumped a little as she made a show of swallowing his gift then opened to prove it. “Thank you, Wolverine. Please, please can I have more? I’ll be a good girl from now on.” She blinked up at him with a look of pure obedience only an omega could pull off.

FUCK.

Arrogance filled him as his alpha ego was stroked. He wore a superior look on his face and met her eyes hard while he spit directly into her mouth, noticing a little trail that connected them before it broke and fell onto her chin.

A smirk coiled at his lips while his thumb smeared it before dipping into her mouth for his pile and rubbing it down her lower lip and onto her chin.

“Be a good girl and swallow for me.”

She did, hoping she earned her reward.

He groaned at her immediate acceptance,  eyes softening a bit. “Atta girl, Pidge.”  

The mage’s eyes rolled back as he raked his fingers through her hair, fingertips leaving sparks dancing across her scalp as he praised her in the most ancient of ways. A chirp of joy as a reaction surprised Logan for a fraction of a second but he quickly did it twice more for her just to watch.

To appreciate how she knit her dark brows in primitive response to the non sexual pleasure. To appreciate how she subconsciously pushed her head into his hand to accept his praise. To appreciate how his spit glistened on her skin when she bit her lip.

 He could feel how happy she was with this, inner alpha wanting this omega to be open to him again.

Her body relaxed a little as excitement fluttered in her belly, slick long since having reached her knees by way of her inner thighs.

If it had been a beta that smelled like this, he’d of railed her within an inch of her life long ago. Most betas he took to his bed weren’t the submissive type as hate/angry sex seemed to be the closest to what he truly wanted in the bedroom, in a beta’s eyes.

While it was, without a doubt, more than even most omegas were okay with…it was far from hate sex for them.

The desire to draw out an omegas pleasure alongside his own gave him the strength to enjoy the moment a bit more before-

Logan immediately shoved Lina off her knees and to her back, one of his hands slyly protecting the back of her head as he followed her down.

Supporting himself on one arm, he reached down with the other and shoved two fingers into her, rubbing her clit with his thumb in slow torturous circles.

The omega writhed beneath him, lifting her hips to encourage him but he blatantly ignored it and kept his leisurely pace.

“Such a good little whore for your first time being my spit cup. You deserve a reward, Princess.”

“…Alpha…” she whined, actually sweating as her body cried for him.

Logan grinned, “I wonder what the pretty little whore wants for her reward. Beg for it.”

She knew exactly what she wanted, as did he but he wanted to hear her say it.

“Please, Wolverine,  I need your cock. I’ll be good for you from now on! Please, please!”

Only a growl answered her and not a second later she gasped as she slid across the floor a bit from the force of him slamming back into her.

She panted and begged, curling her arms and legs around his hairy, sculpted body while he gave into his feral desires.

It didn’t take long for a string of curse words roll through his lips as his arms locked her in place beneath him. She could feel each burst as he gave her what she’d needed more than anything in that moment.

He painted her pussy white, claws extending as he did so and scraping the marble floor. Her reactionary orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, moan rendered a strangled cry as Logan covered her mouth.

He grunted as she bit his palm to keep quiet, eyes rolling as his hips locked in the forward position.

At last, her body slumped into the floor as he peeled her limbs off him and slowly pulled out.

A warm, syrupy growl fell from his lips as he watched his thick, creamy load  follow him out as she was uncorked.

Then a purr while he carefully used his fingers to push it back in, ignoring her shutter.

“Time to go to bed, Pidge. You’ve had a long night.” He murmured, wishing they could go another round. Wishing he could stay inside her and keep her filled with him.

But that isn’t what this was, and he didn’t want to overstep. Besides,  he could sense that his partner was spent and in need of care.

“I’ll say she has! And I gotta say, didn’t take you for a call me by my superhero name type, but it is actually kinda hot.” they both look over at Wade, their beta friend that somehow managed to break into The Avenger’s tower whenever he damn well pleased.

Logan growled, trying to cover the omega who was still too fucked out to care. “Get the fuck outta here you perv, I’ll pluck your fuckin eyes out.”

Wade shrugged and pushed off the wall he’s been leaning on. “I was just dropping by to visit my friend ma’dam Black Widow and heard the commotion! Also a little jealous you never tried this with me.” He paused, “Can’t talk too much with a mouth full of cock,” he glanced down at Lina’s blissful expression, “Might take a lot of saliva to shut me up though, better weigh your options but I’m good with either.”

Blushing slightly, Logan hissed at him “Get the fuck out Wade.”

The command hit him but visibly rolled off as he shook out one shoulder a little. “Whatever you say, Wolverine.” He mocked, quickly darting for the doorway just as Logan swiped, claws out.