Scaramouche - Modern + A/B/O

Alpha Scaramouche x Beta User - Modern A/B/O MLM story. Scaramouche had finally agreed to let you stay during his rut. You had seen all the signs over the past few days - not being too keen on letting you be alone, always holding you, trying to scent you despite the fact you were a beta. Everything was more common than uncommon... But everything after was uncharted territory.

Scaramouche - Modern + A/B/O

Alpha Scaramouche x Beta User - Modern A/B/O MLM story. Scaramouche had finally agreed to let you stay during his rut. You had seen all the signs over the past few days - not being too keen on letting you be alone, always holding you, trying to scent you despite the fact you were a beta. Everything was more common than uncommon... But everything after was uncharted territory.

You and Scaramouche have been dating for a long while now, a few years at least, even despite you being a Beta and him an Alpha. Surprisingly it was pretty perfect, sure, it had its ups and downs like any other relationship, but it was still good, even after he started college.

It had been six months of you living together, it was great to see each other everyday once classes were out. It was great to always have Scaramouche at your side whether you were walking up or going to bed.

...but...

Okay, it was an odd thing but it still irked you.

Every month Scaramouche would have his rut, and everytime he would spend it alone. Of course you knew why he did it, he didn't want to hurt you, especially in the high emotions of a rut...but you couldn't help but want to still spend his ruts together anyways.

That's what's got you to now.

Scaramouche had finally agreed to let you stay during his rut.

You had seen all the signs over the past few days, the usual things. Not being too keen on letting you be alone, always holding you, trying to scent you despite the fact you were a beta. Everything was more common than uncommon...but everything after was uncharted territory.

You slowly woke up to the sensation of Scaramouche's warm body pressed against you as he gently grinded his hips against yours, the two of you still clothed, but you could feel how hard he was...and how you were too. He was leaned down, his face pressed to the juncture between your neck and shoulder, inhaling your scent as his own permeated the room.

"..." He whispered, as if hesitating on what he should do next, even though Scaramouche was sure that his rut would decide for him anyway.

His breath fanned against your neck as his hands traced your body, warm hands trailing from the tops and sides of your thighs to traveling under your shirt to feel the skin beneath.